Serratos' huge steel and metal body made a roar.

The roar is like a volcano erupting, a flood and tsunami.

For Serratos, the area of ​​the wind in the night is in an embarrassing situation.

To force himself into this eye of the wind, he needs to put in 100% effort and do his best to squeeze out the thick and solid wind wall.

During this period, he could do nothing except for extremely limited struggles, just a sandbag stuck in the wind wall and slowly crawling.

Huff, Huff, Huff.

The metal head, which is more than 20 meters in diameter, was breathing heavily.

Nearly one and a half hours of hourglass time had passed, and he finally barely squeezed into his head from outside the wind wall.

Sniffing the rich tide of faith in the wind's eyes, like waves, rippling wave after wave. The breath of divine law is so rich that the metal giant is so tired.

He needs a short breathing break to accumulate energy for the more difficult challenges ahead.

Near the head of a small half of the giant barely squeezed in on this wind wall, about fifty anthropologists and hundreds of metal puppet war weapons of different sizes gathered.

Under the command of scholars, these pure metal war machines, which are full of violent aesthetics, are quickly clearing out a clearing of nearby maternal vegetation. The collapse of towering vegetation makes waves roar. Some small maternal animals that have no time to escape are directly stepped on to death by the metal giant feet, and their flesh and blood are splattering.

The huge open space provides scholars with a medium to draw energy protection barriers for natural laws.

People race against time, and from time to time, some people carefully look at this maternal forest full of wilderness and primitive atmosphere, guarding the fourth-level scholar pioneer who was trying to squeeze in from outside behind him.

"How is the situation?"

After Ceratos barely calmed down his breath, he felt the true body structure being squeezed by the wind wall and had to do his best to resist. The true body structure was affected by this and made a creaking sound.

He asked the elementary scholars nearby who were responsible for protecting him.

He personally chose this place as his destination.

"Just just now, several low-level blood transgenic groups have been cleaned up. There is a small blood transgenic hunting team there. Someone has gone to clean up. However, because they are unfamiliar with the environment here, they have not come back to report the situation. However, no blood transgenic gathering place is found nearby. That small hunting team should have just appeared here by chance. According to information, this should be the side-couple land ruled by the Thousand Face Temple, the Ancient Tianyuan Maternal Nest Forest."

Have you been discovered?

But the situation was not too bad.

Seratos prayed in his heart that the chasing scholars would hunt the escaped blood-seed hunting team as soon as possible. If the nearby blood-seeders gathered here or even the gods came, although Seratos had the most solid true body among expedition scholars, he really didn't want to experience this feeling of despair that could only be passively beaten.

"Well, it takes about a dozen hourglass time for me to arrive completely, especially in the first few hourglass time, it is difficult to resist any resistance. Please give me a hassle."

After hearing this, many scholars expressed their willingness to defend themselves to the death.

After a dull response, the metal giant who had been resting for a while began to struggle hard.

It needs to drill its shoulders and arms into it as soon as possible. This is its most difficult period. During this period, it cannot resist at all, and then the situation will be slightly better until it completely falls into the eyes of the wind.

The death storm raged.

Anliya, outside the wind, could only wait patiently for Serratos to complete the arrival bit by bit, and could not do anything.

This is indeed a bit boring.

Fortunately, from the moment, it seems that Ceratos has not been resisted yet, so you don’t have to worry too much.

But this situation is only temporary.

With the huge movement caused by the mass of the biomagnetic field of Seratos, it is almost impossible to smuggle in the eye of this scale, and it is only a matter of time before it is discovered to be subject to resistance.

I just hope that this world can be delayed as much as possible.

...

at the same time.

[Astrologer] Heiwen and [Double-eyed King] also led dozens of scholars and hundreds of metal war weapons to set out from the sky fortress, and the group crossed the long storm of death and found their place of arrival.

In Hei Wen's hand is a mysterious bronze compass.

The huge magnetic spoon is slowly rotating on it. The black article uses astrological maps as a comparison, and uses divination through profit and avoiding harm. The last one is chosen here.

After stopping, the old man looked up at the wind wall.

"Just here."

The scholars did not show any doubts about the choice of Heiwen to come here. They were uniform and silent, walking towards the wind wall pointed by Heiwen, and began the early smuggling invasion.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe."

Black Vinson smiled and looked at the Duoyan King.

At this moment, the multi-eyed king had returned to a huge form of more than 30 meters. On this white giant brain floating in the air, hundreds of dense huge eyes were blinking, which was really absurd and terrifying.

"Your Excellency, should you want me, an old bone, to take the lead?"

As he said that, the old man actually coughed "cough". He looked sick and exhausted, and said quietly: "Hey... With the strength of my true body, resistance is almost unquestionable among you. It is more appropriate for you to take the lead from the front."

I believe you!

The Duoyan King was really a little worried about this old man.

There are two guys in the academic circle of human beings on the surface, and in its opinion, they are even more mysterious and terrifying than Lero. One is the [Dark Sealer] Corleon, and the other is the guy in front of him.

But the Duoyan King couldn't think of a suitable excuse for a moment.

Indeed, as Heiwen said, his true body strength is not outstanding, and coincidentally, he has some unique talent in hiding. Although he cannot ensure that he hides the existence of 100%, he must at least have a greater chance than other human pioneers.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Seeing that the nearby primary school students were all sank into the solid and heavy wind wall, the Duoyan King was unable to speak shirks after all, and was held back. It flashed and floated towards the wind wall.

Time passes.

During the slow and cautious push of the Duoyan King through the wind wall, most of the hourglass time passed.

finally.

The light lit up in front of him, accompanied by the rich tide of faith, the divine nature of the law was like the fishy smell of sea water in the perception of the multi-eyed king. It barely squeezed out a tiny gap in its closure.

The vast desert is deserted.

The primary scholars who smuggled in first around were commanding the group of metal war machines and building relevant fortifications, and did not seem to be suffering from any resistance.

Duoyan Wang breathed a sigh of relief. This old guy's divination technique seemed to be of some use.

There is no doubt that this place should be the most ideal place to arrive. Even if you cannot hide and smuggle, the blood descendants inside will come to deal with it urgently after discovering it. They will probably take a lot of time. Then they will have some ability to resist and continue to squeeze in while resisting.

...

On the other side.

The team formed by Dijiana and Tiga, [Ice Age], was led by Dijiana to complete the wall-breaking and forcing.

About an hourglass time passed.

Di Jiana went through a lot of hardships and finally squeezed out a gap in this thick wind wall.

But with the waves of energy fluctuations coming from inside, she knew that the mission of this trip would not go too smoothly. Then she saw the fierce and anxious battle scene near the wind wall through her huge ice eyes in her real body.

Sudden.

boom!

When her real body of an ice crystal giant nearly 100 meters had just barely exposed her nose and eyes from the thick wind wall, she was hit hard at the first time, and a beam of light was aimed directly at it.

It came from the mountain belly thousands of meters away. A tribal painter who had been ready for a long time and was ready to go.

"Um……"

Di Jiana, who revealed her true body, endured the pain and let out a muffled groan.

The sudden attack actually rushed into her right eye, which was directly bombarded into her body.

At this moment, Di Jiana was located at the center of the head of the real body. Because the structure of the real body was destroyed, she was in a daze and unsteady control, which caused the pressure from the wind walls in all directions to increase suddenly, and she could not move at all. The situation was very critical.

This powerful attack just now probably reached 1,000 degrees!

If she had resisted with her true body in her usual condition, although she would have suffered a lot of trauma, she would not have been as passive as she is now and fell into crisis.

Speaking of which, this is also considered her unlucky.

In the eyes of the night breeze, after experiencing the era of the Brahma Emperor, not all blood-borne tribes chose to join the four temples or the strength camp of silver lamp masters. Some tribes, under the leadership of painters, chose to restore the tribal system that blood-borne people insisted on in ancient times, and all the primitive social order dominated by painters.

And the "Yamara" tribe, which is tenaciously resisting the invading enemy, is such a primitive tribe.

Unfortunately, this tribe, which was in its heyday, was called the fighting tribe by other god-type tribes that knew they existed here.

Wherever their Yamara warriors passed, other maternal nests that could threaten them, were all hit by an extinction.

"It works, it stops!"

The peacock-shaped blood-derived observer screamed excitedly.

But when it turned around, the painter who launched an astonishing blow was already sitting on the ground limply, gasping for breath.

"Go and inform the Fallen Temple."

The painter's voice was very weak and full of despair.

Cough cough cough cough cough cough.
Chapter completed!