Uncle Li looked at Gu Hong, his face was already full of peace and indifference, and now Uncle Li had completely let go of the last trace of obsession in his heart, even though the whole person was about to face a way of ending his life with a way of dying without a place to bury, but this old man did not look like a person who was about to die. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the exact same performance as him is naturally the old god of war surnamed Wang.

"Come on, Xiao Hong, our two old guys are ready to die, you don't have any guilt, I am waiting for this death to be heavier than Mount Tai, no regrets!"

Uncle Li took off the helmet parts of his combat uniform, slowly and gently stroked his beard, the whole person actually had the momentum of a fairy wind and bones, Uncle Li was a respected martial arts master in the old century, and his own fighting bravery has stood at the peak of the martial arts masters in the entire old century.

Now he used to be the martial arts instructor of many gods of war, and the old god of war surnamed Wang, who has known him all his life, has a general relationship with Uncle Li is a fateful enemy, and he is also a fighting master who has become famous in the old century, which makes people extremely admired.

Speaking of which, even among the gods of war present now, these two old men can be called highly respected.

"Yes! I think that at the beginning, the two of us were almost unable to resist in the face of a terrible disaster that suddenly broke out, and when we didn't know how to deal with it, you kid, came to the front of our two old guys, good guys, just a few words to solve the dilemma of the two bad old men, tsk..."

The two old men talked to themselves about the two of them and Gu Hong's past, and both of them gradually immersed themselves in their memories.

Although the two old men were talking, everyone realized that in fact, these two old men were just adjusting their state to the point of looking down on life and death, and they were not really talking to Gu Hong, they were just reminiscing about each other.

A touch of sadness flashed in Gu Hong's eyes, looking at the two old men in front of him, deep in his heart, there was already a little bit of blood or tears, but Gu Hong didn't show anything on the outside, because, he knew that as a leader, he could bleed and cut off his head, but he couldn't cry alone!

This is a taboo that cannot be bypassed for every leader, no matter how sad he is in the depths of his heart, but he has been at the top of human society all the year round, he is already a little numb, and now even if he is going to die, tears will only flow in his heart that no one can see.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Hong took out a bunch of strange purple plants from his backpack that were completely larger than his backpack and several meters high, this is what these gods of war have paid a huge price for, in this ruin, it is suspected that they are suppressing which concave plants with a radius of more than ten kilometers.

Originally, in the recess where it stood in a circle of more than ten kilometers, it was covered in blood red, whether it was physique or anything else, it was quite large, as huge as a hundred-story building of a human being, which made it impossible for everyone who had just come here to do anything about this huge plant.

It's just that they didn't know what they had triggered when they came here, and they just wanted to collect a little bit of tissue from this 'world-class blood mandal', and then take it back for preliminary in-depth research.

It's just that what didn't make everyone think was that Gu Hong, who was a super base transfer warrior, and after Che Chi and Ming personally took action, this originally huge blood mandala suddenly 'spit out' a full five monsters inside its body, each of which could be compared to the invincible god of war level.

Then except for one of them, I don't know what the reason is, it was directly spit out by this blood-colored mandala and then devoured again, although this scene made all the human elites present unconscious, but then this blood-dwelling mandala directly turned into a purple mandala the size of the human beings present.

As for why this mysterious plant is called Mantuo, it is just because in the myths and legends of human history, Mantuo is a plant that represents calamity, and where there are mandal flowers, it must have produced an incredible, even terrible catastrophe that subverts the entire mountains and rivers.

Therefore, the human elites present gave it a name, Blood Mantuo or Purple Mantuo, because just after Gu Hong and the other three super base transfer warriors took a little bit of tissue from Blood Mantuo's body, a terrifying abnormality occurred in the depression under the Blood Mantuo.

It's been a few months, and on average, there will be a crazy vibration every twelve hours, and then it will fall silent, and it will shake up again like crazy, making most of the people present suspicious, and some of them are in a state of panic, but despite this, it is still unclear to everyone present, including the three super base warriors who have been deeply exploring the land of faults and legends for half a century.

It was only vaguely guessed that maybe it was this huge and mysterious, now smaller and mysterious plant, that seemed to be suppressing the people or something, but the sunken ground was full of powerful isolation power, even if all the gods of war present joined forces to use a special way to explore this huge mantra or blood-red plant, there was still no reaction.

This made all the top powerhouses of the God of War level human beings present dumbfounded, including Gu Hong, and then Gu Hong looked at this strange and mysterious place with great jealousy, and the other two super base transfer warriors also began to pay attention to these things.

In this way, all the human elites have been here for a full number of months in such a panic, as they are all at least the strongest of the war king level, the resources they need to supplement their physical state are far beyond the needs of ordinary humans and warriors.

Therefore, the four-headed lord-level monsters that were killed by the three super base transfer warriors were the resources of all the human elites on the spot, and for almost a hundred days, everyone was living such a life of drinking blood.

It's like a wild man, at most, it's to jump to the more delicious places on these monsters, and use the abilities of individual gods of war to roast and eat, to be honest, this place is obviously under the abyss of the offshore sea with the nickname of the sea of silt swamps, and there is actually air!

Let the human elite present be eager to immediately mobilize scientists and historians from all over the world to come here and explore all the secrets here thoroughly and clearly.

But all the people present, the small group of people who stand at the real peak of the entire human society, also know very well that they can't do anything here, and they are the top beings among the human beings who can persevere and come here without being harmed at all, it can be said that they have exhausted all their strength.

If they want to get out of here intact, or even escape from here, they don't know if they can do it, let alone think about those distant things now.

Maybe in the future, there will be more gods of war in the human race, and even super base fighters like Gu Hong, and maybe there is still a slight possibility for the human race to further explore this offshore abyss.

“...... Gu Hong, let's take action, our time is tight, every second we stay here is a continuous consumption of our lives, and there is an evil lion that is working hard to build the chain of dawn in our human race, we really can't afford to delay. ”

Che Chi's voice was as calm as ever, but everyone present could clearly see the red silk in his eyes, which was a phenomenon that would only happen when a super base warrior continued to suffer terrible mental torture and tired his mind.

One can imagine how worried Che Chi is now about the Chain of Dawn Human Survival Area.

He clearly understood that the Lionheart King was not a good stubble, but a terrible evil lion who was full of scheming alone, and it could be seen from the fact that the Lionheart King left alone, and only Gu Hong and the other three people were trapped here.

The Ming on the side also slowly stood up with the group of human elites behind him, all looking at Gu Hong with calm and fixed eyes, waiting for his choice.

"Heroes, come to me!" Gu Hong's moaning was calm, there was a kind of grief and indignation that could not be hidden, you must know that Gu Hong himself, himself is a person who makes anyone unpredictable, and now he actually heard a thick grief and indignation in his voice, and imagine how angry Gu Hong is now.

Hearing Gu Hong's instructions, all the human elite warriors present, no, it should be said that they were martyrs, all stood with the momentum of 'how to die, my life is finally Mount Tai', which made people feel that at this moment they are really starting from the inside out, exuding a scorching brilliance that cannot be ignored, extremely dazzling!

"Okay, this is my descendants of China, live up to the hopes of my ancestors, I swear here, if I can escape from the abyss near the sea this time, I will definitely lead my Huaxia, and even countless Terran compatriots to step through this sea of silt swamps, so that my Terran can see the sea again! If I can't do it in this life, I will die in a bloody battle on the coastal frontier! ”

Gu Hong's words instantly drove up the atmosphere of everyone present, making their hearts seem to be indelible by a mass that cannot be erased, wrapped in a strong warmth, this warmth is deeply carved in the depths of their souls, even if the sky is cracked and the sea is dry, it can never be erased!

All the people's eyes were red, and tears flowed out, as the elite of human beings, they deeply knew what Gu Hong's self-proclaimed meaning meant!

(When I knocked down 3,000+, my whole body was paralyzed, no matter how much I burned with a high fever of 40 degrees, it never burned my will!) I know I'm not writing well, and among my editors, the number of authors on the shelves is the lowest subscription for me, only less than 30rmb last month, which is only the bottom of the whole network, but I won't give up! Discouragement is not a word I have in the dictionary, and finally, cheekily begging for a subscription! Appreciate! ）

(In the last two paragraphs, there is absolutely no word count in the chapter on water!) Delete it or 3,000+! ）