Forty Millenniums of Cultivation Chapter 912: Do n’t believe him!


"Strange, since here is the cultivation of Primal Chaos, and the defense is so tight, there is no possibility of being penetrated by variant beast. Who left these scary claw marks?"

The appearance of huge claw marks made the Expeditions team more vigilant. It took more than two hours to complete the mapping of all four walls.

During the period, two correspondents were sent back to the ground to contact, and ten elite Nether Mansion Armys were dispatched from the ground, carrying more Fiend Artifact, Magical Artifact and surveying tools.

After that, they marched to the center of the Primal Chaos tomb.

After losing the wall as a support, after only about a dozen meters, they seem to have fallen into a black ocean, all directions and the top of their heads, all wrapped in black fog that can not be melted. Deep water, a circle of ripples rippling.

"zī zī! zī zī!"

All Nether Mansion Army have activated the Fiend Core of embed on their body, Fiend Qi, arc and flame, looming in Fiend Core.

"Be careful, we are only two hundred meters away from the huge object in the center of the space. There is no obstruction in front, keep a straight line, advance at the slowest speed, and everyone should not be left behind!"

vortex is a spiritual battle Specialist. A circle of phosphor powder was released from her, as if the colorful ripples were rippling, and it had a calming effect.

Just now

"*crash*! *crash*!"

Sudden sounds suddenly came from the standing water!

"There is something in the water!"

With a scream, "Shoot swoosh", dozens of mysterious black shadows emerged from the stagnant water, and the sparkle fired at everyone!

It's the kind of Blood Sucking Flying Sword covered with blood vessels that Li Yao has ever encountered!

These Flying Swords seem to haven't sucked real blood for the entire 40,000 years, the blood vessels have shrunk, and the dried earthworms are pulled down on the sword.

Because of this, their screams are extremely hungry and fierce!

"Stop them!"

vortex's ten-finger flick, dozens of phosphor powder shot from the fingertips and turned into a rainbow of brightly-coloured in mid-air. Rubbing with the air at high speed, "hake" burning fiercely up!

Colorful flames crisscross and weave into an airtight net, head and head. Cover dozens of handles Flying Sword!

Nether Mansion Army also has its own advantages. The fully enclosed protective clothing opens up gaps, revealing each piece of Fiend Core.

Fiend Core is agitated, condensed into a Spiritual Energy shield and a blaze of long flames around the body, turning hundreds of Sword Qi and blade glow. Slash hard to Blood Sucking Flying Sword!

These Blood Sucking Flying Swords have been silent for a whole 40,000 years. They have long been the end of a strong crossbow. Under the slash of Nether Mansion Army, they have broken and fell back into the stagnant water.

The water is boiling, and there is a burst of "hiss".

One of the Blade Of Chaos captives panicked and got out of formation. Blood Sucking Flying Sword, which was broken by a handle, just hit his arm, separating a shallow wound.

Blood Sucking Flying Sword is like a tarsal maggot. Drilled into the body of the captive, and from time to time, sucked half of the body of the captive into a corpse.

It's just that, before waiting for Blood Sucking Flying Sword to fly out again, dozens of Sword Qi blade glow will hack their heads, and even people with swords will be cut into pieces!

"It seems that your Great God Chaos is a special" care "for you!"

vortex said sarcastically.

Voices are not falling, mutations are sudden, in the waters around everyone. Suddenly sat up a few giant tower-like giants, with a searchlight, but made of bronze, engraved with dense metal puppets spirit mark!

The puppet giants. It was all fragmented, the upper and lower bodies separated, and had been soaked in the depths of the water, so they were not detected.

Even if they have no lower body, they are more than two meters tall with their arms spread. There are 7-8 meters long and the black arm of the black cylinder is hidden by countless weapons, Magical Artifact.

The puppet giant, relying on embed's crystal drive on the chest and joints, is about the same as Blood Sucking Flying Sword. Only when it senses the breath of living creatures will it wake up from sleep.

The low roar of "hē hē " in their mouths, turning the rusty joints hard, spreading their cold hands, rushing towards Nether Mansion Army.

"Do n’t panic, attack their crystal!"

vortex shouted sharply, the speed of ten fingers' flicking suddenly raised a step, and pieces of phosphor powder turned into dancing butterflies, spinning around the puppet giant, stopping on a shining crystal.

Phosphorus powder butterfly, infiltrated into crystal in an instant, the original shiny crystal, seems to be doped with too many impurities, bleak and murky.

The broken puppet giant stopped working again, and the last empty sigh was made in the corroded body.

The other puppet giants were also corpse by Nether Mansion Army.

Except for one Nether Mansion Army who was seriously injured, most people are safe and sound.

"The puppet giants are not like special guards, but like some kind of ... servant-like characters, assistants of Primal Chaos."

After examining the many Magical Artifacts hidden in the puppet giant, vortex concluded.

Most of these Magical Artifact do not have offensive, which are used for dissection, Artificer, maintenance and various experiments.

The little episode did not interfere with their Expeditions. After a short break, the Expeditions team continued to move forward, paying special attention to the water accumulation along the way, and did not encounter too much trouble. Instead, they got a lot of Jade Chip from the water accumulation. And the wreckage of Magical Artifact.

After fifteen minutes, they finally groped around the huge "coffin" in the center of the space!

Whether Nether Mansion Army or Blade Of Chaos captives hold their breath, about a dozen only searchlights and shoots towards the center.

Unexpectedly, what was presented to them was neither a towering throne nor a gloomy coffin, but a facility similar to a "pool".

This "pool" is made of pure and flawless crystals. It is 3-4 meters above the ground and has a length and width of nearly ten meters. It is engraved with dragons and phoenixes and dense spirit mark, forming a mysterious Great Array. What is the use.

Above the "pool", there is a cover plate made of the same material, which is connected to the "pool" by slide rails, and can be closed with a little effort.

After closing, the yarn is tightly closed to form a tight airtight whole.

There are big urns one by one around Crystal Pool, some are directly connected to Crystal Pool, and some are connected to Crystal Pool with hoses.

After a long time, all the hoses made from Fiend Beast's gastrointestinal decay are decaying ...

At first glance. This Crystal Pool is a bit like the commonly used biochemical culture tank of Fiend Clan, but the inside is empty, except for the crystal clear liquid. There is nothing, not to mention the corpse of Primal Chaos, not even half of the bone.

"It ’s so strange, all the evidence shows that this is the burial place of Primal Chaos. Why did n’t the body of tiny bit be found?"

vortex frowns lightly, "If there is no corpse, where will the‘ that thing ’that Old Ancestor wants?"

At this moment, under the illumination of a searchlight, vortex was very keenly aware that there was something like an agate in the liquid filled in Crystal Pool, flashing!

"What is that?"

vortex moved one step forward. Look closely at the edge of Crystal Pool.

At this moment, behind vortex, there was a screaming scream, a captive of Blade Of Chaos, as if possessed by Devil, the joints of hands and feet were not naturally twisted, and jumped up!

......

Outside the bronze gate, Great Bull Beetle "Black Tyrant" paced fidgeting back and forth for several hours.

"A little restlessness, Black Tyrant, I let vortex release a contact person every ten minutes to come back here. At least ten minutes ago, everything was safe."

Nether Spring Ancestor was calm and calm, and even soaked a pot of tea, and sat down with Primal Chaos to learn Specialist Chu Zhengqing.

At this time. In the depths of underground, suddenly a strange cry came!

This strange call made everyone's face change greatly, and Black Tyrant was impatient to jump into the shaft.

"Wait!"

Nether Spring Ancestor shouted sharply, "The situation is unknown, don't rush in!"

Not always. The blame was getting clearer and more messy, like a Madman frightened and made nonsense.

A figure gradually emerged from the depth of the shaft.

The halberd on top of Black Tyrant's head once again circled a dazzling arc, and a ray of electric awns spread down the four walls of the shaft.

about a dozen is only a searchlight, and it is also placed above the shaft, and the strong light is shot straight down, just hitting a **** figure!

"Is a captive!"

Black Tyrant gritted his teeth with a terrible look.

The captive's protective suit was torn apart and shattered, leaving him with **** flesh and blood, and the entire left arm was torn off. He didn't know what power was supporting him to escape to the ground!

He was chased by an extremely terrible nightmare behemoth, fled quickly on the wall of the well, and occasionally rushed out of the ground under the cover of the blood mantle, "pā tà" fell to the ground with a loud splash of blood !

"Disinfect! Isolate!"

Nether Spring Ancestor quickly retreated.

"pū pū pū pū!"

The turquoise foam disinfectant and stabilizer completely wraps this broken arm Blade Of Chaos captive. In the foam, there is still a horrifying scream:

"Dead! All dead! They are all dead!"

Black Tyrant was anxious and took a step forward, shouting sharply: "What is going on, let ’s talk!"

"Don't, don't come over!"

The Blade Of Chaos captive really scared the soul away. He did n’t even know Black Tyrant and Nether Spring Ancestor. He wriggled on the ground with foam, desperately fled outward, and dragged a long blood stain on the ground.

"Old Ancestor, it seems that the following situation is really not good, let me take the team to check it out!"

Black Tyrant has blushing eyes and panting like a cow.

"Wait, something is wrong."

Nether Spring Ancestor smelled a mysterious breath, squinted and muttered.

At this moment, several communication flying insects hovering above the shaft suddenly formed a shrill scream from the depths of the shaft with the crazy vibration of elytra.

"Do n’t believe him!"-

Tomorrow is today, and the tomb is swept in the morning, so the update is relatively late. Fortunately, the three chapters are finally in place. Brothers forgive me.

These three days are three changes. Please also subscribe a lot, and use monthly tickets to support it. Lao Niu strives to maintain this speed, so that everyone can enjoy it every day! (To be continued.)


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