This rainy season, the first catharsis of this day seems to be forced to stop at this time.

Everywhere is full of murderous chaos, and the air currents are mixed together, and here it forms a terrifying battlefield prototype.

Below, there was a sound everywhere in the forests, and one after another desolate beasts stared angrily at the sky, and on the top of the mountain, the intruders between the trees let out low gasps.

It was really that the existence on the back of the golden bird above the sky was too terrifying, so terrifying that the invisible aura of a person was enough to make them, a large number of desolate beasts, hesitate.

A low-lying place, almost a little bit of it was occupied by stagnant water, and a desolate beast had extremely scarlet eyes, only one within a radius of several meters, with gray-black hair all over its body, and barbs on its back flowing with a metallic luster.

The four claws are especially large, and the stagnant water that is not higher than the four legs between sliding on the ground is boiling.

Opening and closing, the fangs exposed to the moist air are two heat dissipation rods, emitting a crimson glow.

Raising the wolf's head slightly, the small but vicious double slit has been staring at a certain place, which is the place of death created by Yang Jinxi, until now, I can still feel the air flowing back, and the dead air is permeating.

It should be sniffing, leaning forward slightly, and then opening its mouth again: "Yang Zhenxi ......" is an emotionless voice, like a cold robot.

In the sky, on the back of the golden sparrow. Medunana's face was covered with a light veil, and the smell of glass from the top of the mountain below was mixed with an absolutely dangerous and purposeful sweep from her alone.

I don't know what kind of expression she has under the hazy veil, but from her graceful figure, I can imagine that the face under the mystery should be one

Alluring face.

"You can come as a burrowed pangolin, so why can't I? ”

As she spoke, she didn't see any superfluous movements, and the gorgeous and noble Liujin Caique under the snake's body seemed to be still in the air.

A faint aroma with an unusual smell lingered around, and an image slowly emerged behind him, which was a huge snake head with a breathing personality, eyes like a comet, and a fierce face......

"Hehe, you're still the same, you shouldn't have said anything, you have to do it without saying a word. ”

The male voice came again, followed by patches of black mist, no less conspicuous in this gray space than Miduna's mount in the sky.

In the black fog is a pair of looming eyes, which are obviously black, but they can be clearly seen, and the black hole-like mystery, the unknown is often the most terrifying......

"I said, in fact, you are so dangerous, and it is extremely rude to keep talking about my form. ”

It can be clearly heard that the sound is coming from the top of this mountain, and it can also be heard that the sound of this time is not used, the smell of gunpowder instantly fills this place, and the two pairs of eyes are facing each other, which is the iconic symbol of the glass fighter, the original god incarnates.

When the species on the Holy Light Continent have cultivated to the level of Glass Fighter, there will be substantial changes, which not only refers to the longer Shouyuan, but also refers to the appearance of the Yuan Shen.

The primordial spirit is different from the soul, the soul is the concern that allows it to exist in this world, and the primordial spirit is the condensation of its own cultivation essence.

On the Holy Light Continent, the Dark Gold Fighter is a watershed in cultivation, stepping into the dark gold, cultivation is no longer blindly absorbing the aura and body of heaven and earth, more cultivation is refining the essence, and at a certain moment the Yuan Shen is formed, which means stepping into the glass.

"I've wanted to taste your snake hundreds of years ago, and I'm talking about letting you know how powerful the male of the Pangolin clan is, so that you can experience the joy of being a female. ”

Not afraid of the big thing, Cricks stood on the top of the mountain, a rare piece of relatively flat place in the rugged and steep place, even if the fog around Miduna in the sky was so psychedelic that it was nothing in his eyes.

The tone is as hard as it gets, and of course this is also the hardness that belongs to a glass fighter.

"You're looking for death. The old man who was dragged with a crisp and beautiful voice did not hide his anger, and the fierce snake hidden in the haze behind him was restless, as if he was about to cross out of the void.

The temperature, which was not warm, plummeted again, and the sound of broken glass came out, and the ice slag condensed in mid-air, more and more in number, and became sharper and sharper, and the sky was really like a thousand holes.

Seeing this, Cricks also had a solemn expression on his face, he was ranked eleventh in the wasteland rankings through the mountains, and Miduna, who was preparing to give Crickes a look in the sky, was the leader of the snake scavenging group, and the snake people scavenging group ranked tenth on the wasteland rankings.

The reason why he had the confidence to talk to Miduna like this was because in the last wasteland ring match, Miduna was in front of him by a slight margin.

It's really a slight advantage, he and Meduna are both Liuli five-stage fighters, and the difference is only the overall gap between the scavenging group and the scavenging group.

That was just before, and now he broke through the fifth stage of the glass and became the fighter of the sixth stage of the glass.

The higher the cultivation, the slower the cultivation speed will be from the dark gold, especially the cultivation of the glaze level is even more difficult in the future, because this is no longer pure cultivation, but more in the tempering of the divine soul, no one dares to be careless in this process, all of them are cautious and walking on thin ice.

In the past three or four years since the last wasteland tournament, he himself has had many opportunities in the past three or four years, and he finally successfully entered the sixth stage of dark gold not long ago.

It also happened to be the man of the year in the wasteland, the scumbag young man with purple blood, Yang Jianxi, appeared here, and he wanted to intervene to join in the fun, but he never wanted to save the stunner who met Meduna, and it was also a woman he hated.

I thought that I could finally leave her behind after the continuous opportunities to write for a few years, and I dared to return her-for-tat just now, but now it seems that the truth is not quite the same as he guessed.

"It seems that you have also had opportunities in the past few years, and your strength has improved by leaps and bounds. ”

Cricks was still there, and his eyes in the black mist were getting deeper and deeper, like two huge flames beating inside. A turbulent roar emanated from the darkness, a beast ready for it.

The wind was blowing, dancing in this place, except for the place of death created by Yang Jianxi not far from the ground was still so terrifying, the sky was only in the middle, on the ground, all kinds of orcs and humanoids were scattered and scattered, and many of them were also mixed in, all retreating, retreating at the extreme speed of dark gold, away from here.

There are dozens of them, and the scene is so spectacular, dozens of dark gold fighters gathered, even in the wasteland arena competition, this kind of scene can rarely be seen.

The two glass fighters finally forced out all the dark gold who were lucky to hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity to move, and the glass fight, this is not a trivial matter, if an unintentional momentum can make the dark gold breathless, then the next fighting skills that are about to fly all over the sky will be fatal.

"Meduna, since you can't wait to be happy under my step, I will fulfill you today. ”

Cricks let out a long laugh, and the black mist behind him finally took shape, a black-red beast with a black sheen all over its body, covered in scales that shimmered black all over its body.

The wind danced violently between the two, unable to disperse the strong smell of gunpowder.

............

"If you want me to say, you two will give me a break to stop, you have to fight, there is time for the wasteland ring match. Don't scare my purple rat away!"

Another sound came from nowhere, clearly into everyone's ears, and every retreating dark gold fighter stopped and looked around inexplicably, looking over, and the place of the two of them tended to calm down again.

The battle that had just been on the verge of breaking out was now dissipating before it had even begun.

Meduna on top of the noble Ryukin finch below and Cricks on the top of the hill turned her gaze to one place.

Or was Miduna the first to speak: "Fu Baoer, you also want to join in the fun?"

"It's a joke, I can't do it. ”

Between the forests, on the trunks of trees, although the old man was naked, there was no need to wear clothes under the thick hair.

Fu Bao'er looked up, there were only the two of them in his sight, as if he felt that these dense leaves in his sight were an eyesore, and he exhaled only for a moment, and a gust of wind that was more unreasonable than before raged without warning, and in an instant, one by one, one by one, one by one, the forest was shattered in the turbulence.

Come and go quickly, a moment left a wide field of vision for Fu Bao'er, in a forest that has just been baptized, only the place of death created by Yang Jixi is still there, and the human skin flying in the sky is still so conspicuous and terrifying.

Seeing the sensation caused by the old man below, Cricks on the top of the mountain flashed a trace of shock in his eyes, which was well hidden, and he laughed dryly twice and quipped: "You monkey is still so unreasonable, these trees have provoked you?

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from Fu Bao'er's nasal cavity, without emotion, with the five-layer strength of a sixth-stage fighter of Liuli.

"I said, how long do you have to hide, rather than not caring about yourself until the end of the fight, it is better to rescue and look for it now, and you have seen it, where is there a trace of that rat in this area. ”

It wasn't until the sound of Fu Bao'er came that the dark gold fighters in the sky who had retreated from their mounts because of Meduna and Cricks recovered from the shock, and looked down again, it turned out that the man-made wind just now was not just a bluff.

Below, the inner perimeter of the wasteland, as he said, is really a radius of thousands of miles, and it is barren.

I didn't think much about it, one by one I was still retreating, still retreating, it turned out that the strength of Liuli was really unimaginable.