Inside the dump.

A talented man from Donghe Academy was blasted out of the battle group, and the puppet who succeeded in the surprise attack still retained a trace of consciousness, relying on the absolute strength advantage of the immortal level, and seriously injured him with one punch.

The rest of the partners couldn't come to the rescue, and they saw that he was about to be caught, and suddenly a mental fluctuation swept across the battlefield, and the puppet moved, the red light in his pupils faded, and his face showed a touch of doubt.

The talented man got a precious respite, and without thinking, he slashed out with all his strength, slashing his chest and neck through a half-foot-deep gap.

The puppet roared in pain, suddenly came back to its senses, covered the bloody wound, forcibly controlled the muscle squirming to block it, glared at him fiercely, quickly turned around and rushed out of the battle circle a few vertical jumps, and disappeared.

Donghe talent was desperate, looked up in confusion, and found that all the zombie puppets had stopped moving, and several nearby classmates were like him, inexplicable, looking at each other.

"It should be Zhang Qingyang, and a few of them were successfully beheaded. ”

Thrown in the middle of a pile of bigwigs, Vice Principal Qu smiled pleasantly, seemingly light and light, but in fact, he couldn't hide his triumph.

The rest of the school leaders stood up straight with their weapons, looked around, and hummed: "So many people are working hard, and they actually let a few of your little guys win the jackpot, it's really unreasonable." ”

"Tsk, how can you say it's luck, it's called strength. The so-called times create heroes, and they are destined to shine today, hahaha......"

Vice Principal Qu couldn't help laughing, and immediately affected the injury, coughing non-stop.

"Well deserved!"

The others laughed and teased, and all of them comfortably relaxed their tense bodies, and no matter what, they finally won the victory and did not capsize.

In the core battle circle, the remaining high-level puppets have regained consciousness one after another, and they don't care about continuing to entangle with the talents of the academy, so they rush away one after another.

If you don't go, you can't go, a roar of high-speed flight of mecha is approaching, and several other powerful momentum is overwhelming, indicating that reinforcements will arrive soon, and if they continue to entangle, none of them will be able to run.

The talents of the academy were sure that the bitter battle was over, and finally survived to the end, and everyone's hearts were filled with a sense of relief that they were in a desperate situation, and then they were affirmed through the dialogue of the teachers, and they couldn't help but scream out of shape.

"We've won!"

"Win, we won!"

A few girls even cried with joy, the pain was one thing, just now it can be said that it was the line of life and death, they all thought that they would not be able to hold on, and they were about to be killed by the puppet master.

On the other side of the western mountain, he gasped, his bright eyes looked at the core building, and he sincerely admired: "They have created miracles. ”

"Miracle!"

In the underground space, hearing the word "surrender" shouted by the brood, the first reaction of Zhang Qingyang and the four of them was, don't believe it!

The sandworm will surrender? This is a ridiculous thing in the world, no one has ever encountered that kind of good thing for thousands of years, and there has always been a battle between the two sides, and the sandworm is killed until the last one remains, or the human being is seriously injured and dying and captured, controlled, and turned into a puppet, and there is no other possibility.

There is no precedent for human sandworms to reconcile – or never in books.

Yue Shuwen raised a sword that he had replaced again, accumulating enough wind and thunder power, and stared at the mother nest with his eyebrows upside down and shouted: "Don't listen to its screaming, I know sandworms best, this must be a delaying tactic, get it as soon as possible!"

"Wait. Zhang Qingyang raised his head and felt it carefully, and found that the brood had really given the order to stop the battle and contracted all his mental power back.

Under the strict control of the Bridge of Hearts, the message transmitted by the spirit could not deceive him, which was unmistakable.

"It really took the initiative to stop fighting!"

Yue Shuwen's mouth opened wide in disbelief, with a look of ruin: "I must have encountered a fake sandworm nest, or I had hallucinations, that's impossible!"

"Anything is possible. Zhang Qingyang said hello to Li Beihai and Zhao Feiyu in the sky, staring at the mother nest with a dignified gaze, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "We did encounter a unique sandworm that has not been encountered for thousands of years. ”

"Hey, I've already ordered a truce, why don't you stop that thing up there?"

The brood saw the two muttering there, and shouted a little breathlessly.

Without the previous anger, its voice is not so ugly, and it even has a bit of milky taste.

Zhang Qingyang smiled and shouted: "Reveal your spiritual core, otherwise we won't stop attacking, this is the only chance." ”

A puff of gold rose on the rat bone sword again, and if you look closely, countless divine stardust is circulating and flying, although the mysterious and vast majesty is only a small number of stars, but in the eyes of the mother nest, it is extremely dangerous, this thing can kill it!

After a moment's hesitation, the brood finally chose to compromise.

Its tattered castle specimen was tumbling with flesh and blood, cracking open a vertical eye the size of a city gate, and a glimmer of light shone ten meters into the air in front of it, quickly outlining the image of a human child.

The boy tried his best to show his cute and ignorant appearance, but his red head was covered with countless snake hair, his eyes flashed with a strange green light, and his mouth was full of jagged fangs and cracked smirks.

This is the spiritual core of the brood, strictly speaking, this is its true essence, and the flesh and blood are nothing more than an outer shell that can be replaced at any time.

Zhang Qingyang looked at it carefully, made sure that there was no fraud, and scolded: "Why are you standing so high, if you surrender, you must have the consciousness of being a prisoner, come down." ”

The smirk of the brood froze, and she landed to the ground aggrieved, staring at the rat bone sword with both eyes, for fear that he would slash at it with a sword.

When the spirit body is exposed, it is the most vulnerable time, and it is really possible to be killed by a sword!

It didn't know that Zhang Qingyang was also at the end of the crossbow, and then continued to burst out of the spiritual power move, forcibly using the divine mind stardust to kill the enemy, and the hidden dangers of the inner universe were only afraid that they would run wild, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

But now that everything is over, he nodded with satisfaction, signaled Li Beihai and the two to temporarily rest the thunder and continue to patrol at high altitude, and he and Yue Shuwen continued to be vigilant, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

To be honest, Zhang Qingyang didn't know what to do with this thing.

A sandworm nest that knows how to adapt and surrender is a unique and valuable research sample for humans, but its level is so high that the four of them can't be banned, and I'm afraid that they will have to wait until the powerful bosses above come down to solve the final hand tail.

At this moment, there was suddenly an unusual movement behind him.

Zhang Qingyang took a look, and found that the vine slave who had fallen into a dead silence before had actually come back to life, and under the nervous gaze of several of them, all the vine tentacles contracted their bodies, staggered, and finally turned into a slender human body nearly one meter nine tall, covered with a cloak to hide their faces.

Through the obscure familiar fluctuations, Zhang Qingyang knew that it was the mysterious god who was controlling his behavior, and he saw this "person" bowing his head slightly at him, turning around and walking out, and after a few steps, he was in a trance and disappeared.

Immediately after, the sand in place stumbled open, and a small tentacle monster crawled out, hesitantly leaning towards him.