Chapter Twenty-Four: Layers of Killing Machines 1

As for the bones, Xing Jie said that there was nothing to be afraid of.

At first, I thought these bones were crystal clear and shining, and the streamer was beautiful. But now, an idiom says it all.

Turn a blind eye.

After all, there are so many of them.

However, except for a few skeletons that can be preserved very completely, the others can basically be said to be scarred all over their bodies. Take the last guard boss in the ruins of Meilin Snow Mountain, although it is an unspeakable existence, those huge dragon-shaped bones are full of cracks, all caused by knives, swords, various blunt weapons and even unspeakable types of weapons.

There was even a skeleton in the center of which was completely gone, and the one that could do that kind of great trauma should be a weapon more powerful than the horn in the Seraphim's hand.

But the dragon-shaped skeleton in front of me today looks flawless.

But it's because it's complete, so it's rare.

Because it doesn't make sense.

Xing Jie: The place they are in now is in a sand table, everything in this sand table is caused by the illusion, although I don't know what the principle is, but every component of this illusion is so real.

What's the point of this? Everyone has seen action movies, take Yui Hatano as an example, a compressed flap is more than 400MB for a film, but the HD version, the starting point is 26G. We don't need to talk about the clarity in the middle, everyone understands people, and it's easy to understand it.

Therefore, under the limited resources, focusing on nature is very useful, and it can best highlight the original intention of the builder. You will never leave something indifferent there for no reason.

So what exactly is the purpose of this small dragon-shaped skeleton here?

Is it telling the entrant that this is a dragon tomb, or is this a slaughterhouse?

Although there are many dragon-shaped bones among the bones at the bottom of the waterhole, there are many more bones of other types!

A small waterhole? a complete dragon-shaped skeleton?

Bad memories once again surfaced in Xing Jie's mind.

Hopefully there won't be another Sabah here, right? But there are many trees in the garden here, and although the color of Sabah is black, it is a large fantasy in itself, so change the color?

For those builders, it doesn't seem like a surprise!

Xing Jie suddenly realized that he had never hated plants like trees as much as he did now. The key is that the impression that Sabah gave Xing Jie was too deep.

Xing Jie was still sighing here, and then quickly poked out more than a dozen swarthy branches from the woods, wrapped around Dazhi's thighs and quickly tore them into the woods, and Dazhi also reacted very quickly, pulled out his saber with his backhand, and reached out to cut at the branch.

But it didn't work, the sticky branches were powerless, and the sharp saber was quickly slid away after cutting it. Although a few were cut off on the spot, there were too many of them. And the splashed juice was even more sprinkled all over Dazhi's body, and the sympathy of the middle life made him worse than dead. But at this life-and-death juncture, Dazhi inserted the saber directly into the ground with his backhand. With this small borrowing point, I persevered there.

Speaking of trouble, in fact, it was just something that happened in two seconds, the dragon claw knife in Xing Jie's hand was swung out quickly, and the branch was broken in response, and then he grabbed Dazhi's body and threw it back.

"All of them, be careful. The wounded brothers came to the middle, and the rest stood guard in a ring. It's useless to deal with Sabah guns, you have to use knives!"

After finishing speaking, the knife in his hand flashed sharply, and he directly cut Dazhi's clothes, and seeing that Dazhi was corroded by the sap of the tree, the tiger was about to run away on the spot.

"Calm down, he's still saved! Tiger, you're here to take care of the security here. Yang Ming, you are with me! Yang Ming! Yang ......"

Xing Jie was dividing the task and shouted Yang Ming a few times, but found that no one responded, and when he looked up, he found that the other party's face was pale, his eyes were dull, and his whole body was trembling.

Seeing Yang Ming like this, Xing Jie was also drunk. Where is this still the most elite warrior, is it really like what he thinks, such a greenhouse flower that can only train? It's just that after experiencing such a strange point, the spirit is already showing signs of collapse?

The rest of the people did not speak, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Brother Jie, why don't I go with you, Lao Yang seems to be a little uncomfortable, the defense here is commanded by the professor. "Tiger Relief Road.

Appearing like this is something Xing Jie didn't expect. Originally, there were not enough manpower, and I just knocked Yang Ming to cheer him up, but I didn't expect that not only did it have no effect, but it became more serious.

Forget it, this is also a thing that cannot be helped.

Besides, time waits for no one, if it drags on, Dazhi may be hurt to death! Xing Jie nodded, put his gun on his back, and rushed out of the crowd with the tiger, and rushed directly into the jungle.

Why is there a Sabah here? Xing Jie couldn't figure it out. Is this summer queen psychopathic? Planting such a dangerous thing in his own garden is for fear that his concubine and prince will not die fast enough, right?

But so far, Xing Jie has not had any way. Since this thing appeared in the illusion, although he knew that it was fake, but everyone's subconscious thought it was real! So now, Xing Jie can only go and fight with Na Saba, and only by using the sap in its roots can he save Dazhi.

Until now, I can only hope that the Sabah here is not too tall!

The more they ran, the more they felt that something was wrong.

There are so many bones in the woods that it is not an exaggeration to describe them as corpses strewn across the field. Moreover, those bones are all combat creatures. If it's just an ordinary white ghost, the mutated snow leopard wouldn't be a big deal, but even the bones of the armored giants, seraphim, and feathered serpent have appeared, which is not quite right!

However, these bones are a little exaggerated, giants and angels have not changed much, but this feathered snake skeleton is only a dozen meters long.

That's impossible!

He had seen it in Sabah and even cut one down with his own hands. Although the danger is extremely high, it is definitely not strong enough to eat the giant and the feathered serpent as a snack.

Why is that?

Why did these bones appear here? Did they really kill Sabah? It's just that Xing Jie couldn't think too much about it now, because at this time, countless branches were piercing out of the dim jungle at a rapid pace.

"Brother Jie, can the sap of this tree root save Dazhi's life?"

"Well, you cover me, I'm going to go. ”

Xing Jie pulled out the dragon claw knife and jumped out. Over the years, although the hunting technique has not improved an inch, countless battles to the death have given him his own unique way of fighting.

The Z-shaped turn back dodge, the power in the two legs completely exploded, feints after feints, and from time to time he swung his knife to chop off some of the branches of Sabah. But the speed can't be too fast, because Xing Jie is afraid that the branches of Sabah won't be able to react. Once the rhythm is disrupted, Xing Jie doesn't dare to guarantee that he will be able to follow all of them with so many branches.

The tiger followed closely behind Xing Jie, desperately following every move. By now, he already clearly knows what Xing Jie has encountered over the years. This special footwork can only be practiced on the battlefield of life and death.

Because, one mistake brings death.