As for whether rats can comprehend the basic principle of 'teleportation' in a short period of time, Xing Jie doesn't care.

After all, he had been following Basang for so long, and if he couldn't even do this, he deserved to be ridiculed to death by several other people.

It's not about teleporting, it's just about improving yourself.

It's just a matter of understanding the difference between this illusion and the space you're in.

What's so hard about it?

"You've informed you of the rest, I'm going to catch up with Basang first, and it doesn't seem like he's doing well. ”

"What did you find?"

"Well, it's blood. ”

"Follow after you've informed the others, and watch out for the flares I'm firing. ”

After finishing speaking, Xing Jie rushed towards the depths of the grassland again.

The first corpse finally appeared.

It's a huge green wolf.

It's huge, but it looks like the ones in Temujin's tomb.

Compared to Fenrir on the second layer of the Norwegian ruins, it was more than a little worse in size. touched the wolf's corpse and killed him with one knife, and the sharp dragon claw knife can basically be said to pierce the giant wolf with one knife. The body had cooled down, and it looked like it had been dead for a while.

Xing Jie's expression became very strange at this time.

No one knows better than him how strong Basan's combat power is, although he is very strong, but one person singles out a Umai with strong recovery ability and six giant wolves who are loyal and fearless to death, and whose speed is comparable to that of a white ghost?

It seems unlikely.

At the beginning, in that tomb, Xing Jie and Yang Ming, under the cover of heavy firepower of several soldiers, basically took out Wumai with the mentality of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Even if Basang's kung fu is high, it can't be so high.

Did you use guerrilla tactics and break them one by one?

It seems that if you use this method in this kind of pursuit battle where there is a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and us, you are looking for death, right?

Wait, the disparity between friend and foe?

Pursuit?

Who's after whom?

Judging from the traces when he killed the giant wolf, it should be Basang who took the initiative. Because the two simple marks on the ground were clear and clear, without the slightest clutter of the struggle.

It is the art of hunting that evolved from the art of hunting.

As Xing Jie, who created this trick, he naturally knows this well.

But what happened next?

It stands to reason that the other five wolves should have swarmed up.

But it didn't.

Some are just traces of a hasty escape.

Why?

This is simply ridiculous.

After all, it couldn't be that Basang broke out with the aura of a true dragon and scared those giant wolves, right?

The first one to catch up was Han Zhongxuan.

Although he does not know the art of hunting, he is familiar with this skill.

Coupled with Brita's prompt, it was natural that after a little mention, it was all understood.

"Could it be that Basang had already hit Umai hard at that time, so these giant wolves fled with Umai in a hurry?"

"It's a possibility, but I didn't find any other blood or signs of fighting. ”

"It may be an omission, or it may be that Basang suddenly hit the killer or killed the other party in the process of tracking Umai. Otherwise, a wolf was killed and Umai was not rescued, which does not match the information you provided. ”

This is also a hypothesis, but it is useless to say this now, only to catch up with Basang as soon as possible.

After all, this is the lair of those fighting creatures, and the result of accidentally being encircled is naturally the loss of bones.

God knows how big this place was, Xing Jie and Han Zhongxuan ran for a long time and didn't find any trace of Basang. Not only that, but at a normal speed, they would have now covered at least nearly twenty kilometers.

However, they still did not touch the edge of the ruins.

A super-large cave with a diameter of more than tens of kilometers?

Is this possible?

And just as they were about to rest, a signal flare suddenly rose in front of them on their left.

"Who's in that direction?"

"Isabel and the Magician and Hall, it seems that your brother-in-law has made a good discovery. ”

"Of course, after all, ......"

Before the words fell, two more flares flew up.

This made Xing Jie's originally somewhat smug face change greatly. The first launch can be said to indicate its own position, but this second launch is launched again in the same position, and it has only one meaning.

Help!

Uncle and Aunt Isabel plus Hall?

The three of them are absolute masters, from the comprehension of 'teleportation' to now, it has only been nearly an hour at most, how could an accident happen in such a short period of time with their skills?

When Xing Jie and Han Zhongxuan were about to rush to their uncle's side, the signal flare rose into the air again.

At this moment, even Han Zhongxuan's face changed.

What happened to the magicians? They kept sending out distress signals one after another?

"Old Han, Basang will ask you, I want to go back!"

"Hmm!"

……

It's not very far, it's about a few kilometers.

But when Xing Jie arrived, the scene in front of him already made him feel incredible.

Angel.

Hundreds of angels.

It's not the angel-type battle creature seen in the ruins in the past, but it looks very similar to the cute girl paper with a big ding in the moon pyramid, the male is handsome, the female is beautiful, and the smooth body is coupled with a pair of white wings, in this endless white light, it also looks very holy.

Provided, of course, not to look at the familiar cross-star blades in their hands.

However, good-looking is good-looking, but there is no combat effectiveness.

The knife in the uncle's hand flashed, one by one.

Not to mention the god-of-war Aunt Isabel, whose figure flickered like a ghost. The place where the dragon claw knife in his hand appeared would only be the throat of the other party, and with a slight stroke, it would take away a life.

And the black saber in Hall's hand is like a poisonous snake, often with a flash of black light, an angel on the other side dies!

This is not a battle, but a massacre.

The appearance of the three of them made Xing Jie puzzled.

No matter how you look at it, the three of them seem to be enjoying this kind of hearty fight rather than needing rescue.

Two flares, let yourself come in such a hurry.

Just want to let yourself appreciate their elusive killing techniques?

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and destroy the sacred tree behind the enemy!

Resurrection?

It's a bit of a big game.

And then cannon fodder, if such an endless emergence, even an iron man can't stand it. The crowd tactics swarmed up, if one person bites you, three people may be gnawed in an instant, and there is not even scum left!

Since this was the case, Xing Jie pulled out the dragon claw knife with his backhand and rushed towards the group of angels.

It's very brave.

The blade in his hand showed its power at this time.

But he heard a voice that seemed to come from the distant sky.

"No, no. ”

"You idiot, who let you break in directly!"

"It's over!"

This voice is so familiar, it is clearly the roar of his uncle, aunt and Hall.

Xing Jie felt very incredible, what he had done wrong, but the enemies who surrounded him from all directions had already overwhelmed him, and those doubts were also left behind, and there was only the blood splashed by the enemy after the dragon claw knife was swung out in his eyes.

This sense of fighting made Xing Jie very satisfied.

These days are depressed, and the countless pressures make him feel like a volcano about to erupt.

A heart-wrenching fight?

This will sweep away the grievances in his heart.

As the knife in Xing Jie's hand swung out again and again, the angel's blood flew everywhere, his eyes began to become blood-red, and his face began to slowly become hideous!