For a moment, Gao Feng felt the greatness between heaven and earth, immersed in the vicissitudes of China's history for thousands of years, and recalled countless catastrophes in history. No matter how terrible the catastrophes were, China could always continue on this land and reproduce. Even at the most desperate moment, some people still stood up to power King Kuanglan, even if they were torn to pieces, they still lived in the memories of future generations. Even if the culture of the entire tribe was broken, there would still be people who remembered them again, just like him at this time.

Gao Feng's body is derived from the third son of the Black Claw of the Wilderness, but his soul always belongs to the soldiers in his previous life. No matter how long he lived in this era, the responsibilities and mission of soldiers have always remained in his bones. The responsibility of soldiers is to resist foreign invasions, and the mission is to exchange their lives for the continuation of China.

Perhaps China in this era is no longer the previous era, the young men and women who wander in the squares and gardens of the city and indulge in youth, nor are they mature middle-aged people who work with peace of mind only for their family comfort, nor are they the elderly who fish and chess and dance square dances, but in his heart, there is no difference. Perhaps the Chinese people in this era are more intimate than his previous era, with his relatives, children, subordinates, and friends here.

For a moment, Gao Feng was obsessed with his thoughts and unknowingly forgot his previous irritability. No matter how great the difficulties he encountered, he and those strong people who were willing to take responsibility were always there. Even if they failed at the last moment, Gao Feng would have a clear conscience.

Just as Gao Feng had straightened his thoughts and completely recovered his confidence. He was about to go back to sleep, the scale clone far away from the Ross suddenly contacted him, making him stop moving, floating above the clouds, and synchronizing with the thinking of the scale clone.

At this time, the scale clone was on the top of the mountains that Ross said to be chanted by the people of Ross, and the edge of the abyss demon eagle's nest. To be precise, it was around an alternative energy node. The radiation of this energy node is even more irritable. If the energy nodes of the ghost domain and the prairie are as calm as lake water, then the energy nodes on the top of the mountains are as irritable as wriggling magma.

This is also the reason why the scale clone took several days and went through various difficulties to get here. There are no energy crystals everywhere in this area. Wherever you look, there are coke-glazed rocks. If you break a piece of them, you can find that they contain 80% of the glass.

Glazed rock also contains a lot of energy. Unlike energy crystals, these energy cannot be absorbed or converted. Just like ginseng is a large amount of impurities, the more you go up, the denser the glass rock becomes. Many crystals forming the shape of swords, like maces, are spread all over the mountain, densely packed and have no place to settle down.

The scale clone didn't need to settle down. If the airflow in the air was not as violent as it could not be able to shuttle in the air, he would have reached the top of the mountain and stepped directly on the tip of the sword blade, just like walking on the waves, easily passing through these sharp glass stones.

But when you reach the real edge area of ​​the mountain, the spiritual waves of the scale clone actually felt an inexplicable threat, which was no less than the threat brought by the combat power of the terror god. In other words, the sleeping abyss demon eagle above is to some extent stronger than the terror god god.

The paused scale clone is not because of fear or fear. He not only regards Huo Meier and Queen Anatasia as tools, but also believes that he is also a tool and a tool used by the subject to complete tasks. In order to protect the tool and cause unnecessary losses, he will contact the ontology, and the ontology determines whether he continues to move forward.

The contact was interrupted soon, and the scale clone stopped and continued to move forward. Just now, Gao Feng gave him a new task. It is necessary to understand the true face and combat power of the Abyss Demon Eagle. This is related to whether the large immigrants can be successfully launched. If the risk outweighs the benefits, Gao Feng does not need to sign a contract with the Ross people. It is better to find another way.

The energy on the top of the mountain is more intense and manic, like a volcano erupting, rushing out a strange energy wave and swept into the air to dissipate. Perhaps the source of the angry snow storm is here, and an energy wave is transmitted thousands of miles away, which may trigger a huge storm.

There is no front on the top of the mountain, and there is only a huge cave similar to an extinct crater. The cave is hundreds of meters deep. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can hardly see the bottom. This is also the most chaotic place of energy. Every moment, a new wave of energy erupts from the cave and rushes into the sky.

After a little look, the scale clone jumped down, and his whole body was like willow leaves dancing in the wind, spinning rapidly to collide with the surrounding glass rocks. But whenever he approached the rock, the scale clone would cut into a new energy wave and take it away. It seemed extremely thrilling, but in fact it was easy to do it.

It didn't fall for a long time, and soon it passed through the center of the most chaotic energy to reach the bottom of the cave. The moment he stepped into the bottom, the world was divided into two, with a chaotic storm above his head, and a quiet pond under his feet. The entire cave was in the monstrous purple light, reflecting a devastating purple light, as elegant and magnificent as the southern light, with a thrilling beauty.

Deep in this cave where the rays of light flow, a slight rippling lake water ripples slightly. This is the true face of the energy node, but the real energy lake is absolutely dead and silent without any waves. The energy lake below has life, pushing the lake water to the shore with a certain frequency, swaying a wave of energy ripples. These energy ripples scatter like radiation, colliding with the surrounding crystals, climbing upwards, and eventually becoming chaotic and manic in the amplitude of various energy.

There is no doubt that the target the scale clone was looking for was hidden in the energy lake. Just when he was only one line away from the lake, the lake suddenly soared into the sky, turning into a tornado-like white giant python, and suddenly collided with the scale clone that was about to fall.

The scale clone teleported, and the direction changed strangely, appeared dozens of meters away. However, a dark shadow suddenly shattered the entangled energy lake, turning into a sharp death sickle, slashing horizontally towards the scale clone, at an extremely fast speed, breaking through the air and making a scream.

The scale clone is so fast and the world is so big that it is not a second choice. As long as it is not unexpected, there is almost nothing to limit him, let alone capture him. The giant sickle-like thing is the tip of a giant eagle's mouth. Compared with the eagle's mouth, the scale clone is like an insignificant little bug.

The next moment, thousands of liquefied energy splashed like a explosion, revealing a huge carved head as huge as a two-story building. What kind of impact would that be? In the previous life, it would reverse the outlook on life of countless biological scientists. Even in the Jurassic era, no creature that could soar in the sky grew so big. Even the largest creature before history, the pterosaur could not fill the terrible carved mouth.

On the huge head, there are scale-formed skin, without the feathers that birds should have, but rather the outer skin of scale-armed creatures, which subverts cognition even more. But these are meaningless to the scale-armed clone. To be precise, even if the huge monster in front of him subverts the evolutionary foundation of biology, it is not as great as the alien. In short, he has no concern for the creatures at all.

The monster that was interrupted and sleeping was not ordinary anger. Its dark eyes were deeper than the abyss, and there was no refraction of light. However, any creature that saw its eyes could feel its boundless anger, which was irresistible horror like a natural disaster.

The scale clone constantly avoided the continuous pecking and hitting of the giant eagle, like an annoying fly, flying around the huge bird's head, neither going far away nor approaching, and maintaining at the right distance, teasing the angry giant eagle.
Chapter completed!