Galactic Dark Net Chapter 398: Single-pole to the meeting!

The dark ship carried Han Lang to the entrance of a space. This place was long ago the home of the legendary tribe Sirius, but it has been abandoned. There are no tribal flags or steles at the entrance, only an empty enchantment of energy.

Han Lang drops the dark ship here and comes to the enchantment.

The white energy enchantment automatically opens. Apparently someone has been waiting and monitoring himself for a long time. Han Lang frowned slightly and walked in.

Cemetery.

The former home of Sirius Tribe has long been replaced by a large cemetery. Unlike the custom of Earth, there is no inscription on this cemetery. All the dead have no name and will not be remembered by future generations.

The cold wind blows, making this cemetery-filled space even more desolate. Speaking of the Sirius Tribe, it should be the benefactor of all tribal residents. After all, they risked their lives to find out the entire cursed land, and After they left, no tribe remembered visiting the graves of benefactors, showing how popular the law of the jungle is in the tribal area.

Han Lang suddenly heard a bang behind him, and when he looked back, he found that the entrance to the space had disappeared.

Han Lang had long thought that the person who kidnapped Xiaobao would control himself, so he did not panic, but continued to walk deep into the cemetery until he saw a huge grave head, standing like a hill in the middle of the grave He finally heard the voice of the captors.

"Stop." The voice yelled, Han Lang felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember where he heard it.

"Very well, you are as committed as I am. I have been watching you. If you are not alone, but you bring someone else, you will not be able to enter this space. I can't see that little water again. "The voice continued.

"He has been looking at me?" Han Lang secretly said in his heart, this is not a simple matter. As the chief designer of the Big Mac Gods Group, 9527 did not dare to say that the work was seamless under the base. , At least it is meticulous.

Even so, he still knows every move of Han Lang? This is strange. I don't know how he conducted the investigation? Actually even 9527 cheated.

Anyway, Han Lang is glad that he didn't tell other people about it, otherwise it will hurt Xiaobao.

"I'm here, what do you want?" Han Lang tweeted.

"What do you want?" The voice laughed and said, "Han Lang, Han Lang, has already entered the dead place I prepared for you. It's still so bullish, do you never understand the word death, what should you do? Write it? "

Han Lang poked his lips and said, "Less nonsense, I came to trade Xiaobao for myself, I stay, you let him go!"

Hahahaha

Laughter still, in the distance, a figure slowly emerged behind the largest grave.

"Little Treasure!" Han Lang shouted clearly at the little Treasure in his hand.

I saw this is an old man. He has very long, long black hair, almost hanging down to the ground, covering his face completely, burly and strong.

Xiaobao was in his arms, shaking like a puppy. This man kept stroking Xiaobao with his rough hand, and Xiaobao looked at Han Lang with eager eyes and did not dare to resist.

A small gold collar was put on Xiaobao's neck, and the scattered light was cold, maybe it was a kind of control over Xiaobao genetic technology.

Xiao Bao is like a child. He is scared and happy because Han Lang is really alone to save himself, but soon he realizes that the Han Lang's morality is likely to put him in a state of despair, so he is happy Not up, pouting his mouth, tears falling Barabara.

"Don't cry, I swear, as long as I'm alive, no one can move you." Han Lang Shen said.

Xiao Bao is crying even harder, I don't know if it's wronged or sad.

"You save him? Think about how you can save yourself! This space has been isolated by me, this little water pill has been controlled by me, I know you are good at using other people's unexpected ideas, but you better be careful Do you see the gold collar on his neck? As long as I move it, or you and him within ten meters, the collar will be detonated, and there will be no residue left after frying this little thing! "

"Trust me, you won't want to see a dead water."

Han Lang gritted his teeth and said, "I believe in you, but what do you want, please draw down the road. If I blink, I will be a scum!"

Hahahaha

The long-haired freak laughed more and more. He pointed at Han Lang and sternly said: "It's a hard-bone Han Lang! Since you're happy, then I'm happy!"

"What I want is simple, I want you to die! Not to be killed, but tortured to death!"

"From now on, you are not allowed to fight back, nor can you use the flying feather bow! Otherwise, this little thing is your funeral!"

"I promise you!" Han Lang He did n’t hesitate. He greeted the other with a louder voice. Before he came, he had made the worst plan, but he was not allowed to fight back. Han Lang I didn't even need time to think, so I agreed.

Xiaobao finally cried out. When he saw Han Lang promised such cruel conditions to save himself, he couldn't help but cry, he felt that he had killed Han Lang.

And this is Han Lang!

A warrior from a small place like Earth can have the status today, just because Han Lang has a unique super power? Because his talent is strong enough? Because of his wisdom and calculations?

None.

There are only two things that people are most important in.

The brothers around Han Lang don't associate with him because of his talent, but because the bones of Han Lang are hard enough! Be human enough!

Whether it's for a person or a shuiming, Han Lang will come forward when needed, and go to the fire!

"Do you know who I am?"

On the other side of the largest grave, another voice sounded, younger and colder.

Han Lang looked at the person who appeared after this, and said lightly: "Although I haven't seen it before, I think you are the Lion Six of the Griffin tribe."

"We haven't seen it before. How did you know?" Lion Liu asked curiously.

"It's very simple. You're hanging the Griffin Lion Lion Gold Medal from the Griffin Tribe. As far as I know, other people with this thing are either missing or dead." Han Lang Shen said.

Lion Six's voice gradually grew gloomy and said, "Since you already know who I am, you should be able to guess the next thing. Now I avenge you, use your blood to sacrifice my tribe, my family ! "

"Resurrect! Those of you who are sleeping, kill me!"

Resurrection! ?

Han Lang When he heard this sentence, he shivered suddenly. This seems to be the lion flying eagle resurrection of the dead. Is it necessary for the Lion Six?

Boom

While waiting for Han Lang to react, the worst case has already occurred. In the unknown graves, a white skeleton's arm was found out, and the arm was forced to open the grave, and the whole body was taken out of the grave!

Looking at Lion Six again, he really has the same black light as the Lion Flying Eagle. It was this strange light that resurrected the dead on the battlefield. Lion Six was even more so. He was not resurrected by a corpse, but It's a skull!

As we all know, the strong are immortal. These graves are filled with the dead corpses of Sirius tribes. Although they are not yet immortal, due to the accumulation of source energy in their bodies and years of training, Bone strength is much higher than ordinary people.

Even if they have been buried for several epochs, it ’s only their ** that is rotten. The bones are still as hard as the best soldiers, even harder than steel!

One, two, three, four

Countless skeletons have been resurrected under the call of Lion Six. They were the strongest legion of the tribe and the most elite scout in history!

These skeletons are still strong!

Liu Liu panted, he was still young, not the old lion who had grown up, and the resurrection of these skeletons brought him a huge burden.

But Lion Six's eyes are still very spirited, full of desire for revenge, Han Lang one day undying, this desire will not be resolved.

The attack began, and Han Lang suddenly found himself facing unprecedented despair.

Since his debut, Han Lang's talents, and the way he has taken a completely different path from other fighters, have made his combat effectiveness grow madly.

Most of the time, Han Lang exists only to beat people and not beaten!

But today, he can't fight back. He can only dodge by his Path of Devil footwork. Every second, countless sharp claws are rushing at him.

As the number of skulls grows, the situation for Han Lang becomes more difficult.

It is difficult to dodge and not attack. Now Han Lang is facing a group of enemies who used to have a super sharp sense of smell and judgment.

The Sirius Tribe is the most powerful and outstanding group of fighters in the history of the tribe. In addition to their outstanding combat effectiveness, they are superior to the timing of battle. Han Lang of Path of Devil The footwork is very coquettish, and it becomes more and more tired under the siege.

Han Lang wants to kill the Rapunzel and Lion Six and break the **** out of this!

But he can't do this. He can't even approach them within ten meters. In that case, the collar on Xiaobao's neck will be detonated, which is an unacceptable ending for Han Lang.

噗 呲

The sharp claws shed red blood on Han Lang's face. Han Lang did not make any sound.

噗 呲

The claws protruded from the ground grabbed Han Lang's ankle, blood poured out, and Han Lang limped.

Until the end, never give up!

You have vowed to protect Xiaobao!

If you can't even do this, what a man! ?

Han Lang tells himself desperately in his heart that he will never fight back, and even if he has been bruised all over, he will never give up!

In some people's eyes, promising this thing is a fart. Not only do they not respect their promise, they also think that those who keep it are all fools.

Han Lang won't. Even if many people laugh at him stupidly, today he fights for his hometown and is scarred, and tomorrow, for his own brother, he will bleed into the blood, and it will be boring.

But Han Lang thinks that people always have something they care about, right? If a person can't even guard the existence that he cares about, and can't even keep the promise he made, then it is really boring!

Assuming that someone else jokes Han Lang is a fool, then Han Lang would rather be a fool, as long as he feels worth it, who cares about other people's views!

In my life, when I came to this world and walked around, I didn't come to listen to others' opinions!

An hour has passed, and blood is stained on the ground.

Two hours have passed and Han Lang is scarred.

Three hours have passed, and tens of thousands of Han Lang under the siege of the most powerful skeleton soldiers who know how to grasp the timing have been shaking, but they are still standing!

His eyes are still bright, his brain is still thinking madly, and he can't see any signs of giving up!

Stay!

Hold on! To be continued. , Your support is my greatest motivation.