"Captain, Captain?"

Li Wenqin kept shouting during the interstellar call, and there was even some nervousness in his voice.

Fang Yang is the backbone of their team, and they can't have anything to do.

"What's wrong with you, Zhao Laosan......?

Li Wenqin kept calling.

Not long ago, a huge sound suddenly came from the interstellar call, earth-shattering, as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed, Rao is thousands of miles away, and the sound coming from the interstellar call also made Li Wenqin's eardrums hurt.

This movement is really not small, and Li Wenqin can't help but worry.

Soon after, there was finally an echo in the interstellar call, but the sound of a violent hurricane was like a vent, and it was faintly audible, as if some other sounds could be heard.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Zhao Laosan's indistinct shout came from the other end of the interstellar call, and Zhao Laosan, who was usually very sharp-tongued, was now unable to even speak.

"What's the matter?

Li Wenqin drank anxiously.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

In the interstellar call, Zhao Laosan's stumbling and muffled voice was still heard.

It's not that Zhao Laosan was held down and couldn't speak, it was really too windy to speak, and before he could speak, the whirring wind poured into his mouth, and he couldn't even say a word, which made Zhao Laosan quite uncomfortable.

But there was no way, Fang Yang was running away with him, where could he take care of this.

"Hoo ......"

A hurricane roared violently, and Zhao Laosan just wanted to open his mouth to speak and immediately closed it again, otherwise, he would be poured in by this gust of wind, and his cheeks would be swollen to the size of steamed buns.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic and magnificent city wall was pressed down, with the momentum of crushing the heavens, so majestic that no one could stop it.

"Whew......"

A divine light swept by, taking Zhao Laosan to dodge at the last moment.

"Boom ......"

With a deafening explosion, a deep ravine was plowed out on this already devastated land.

When Fang Yang carried Zhao Laosan, he was on the ground in an instant, and with the cover of countless towering ancient trees, he blocked the howling wind, and Zhao Laosan had time to shout at the interstellar call: "It's too long, we were chased and killed by the holy beast!"

Suddenly, Li Wenqin's face darkened on the other end of the interstellar call, and such a tense thing came out of Zhao Laosan's mouth, which made her feel nondescript.

After pondering for a moment, Li Wenqin asked Fang Yang directly, "Captain, what's wrong?"

"I'll talk about it later, I'll send you the space-time elements, you first build a spatial model of this mountain area, and then match the data, otherwise, the two of us really won't have a place to run." ”

In the interstellar call, Fang Yang's breathing was a little heavy.

Fang Yang and Zhao Laosan were completely affected by the pond fish, so they suffered this unwarranted disaster.

After the Holy Beast Tianwu discovered the aura of the purple-clothed martial artist, he suddenly burst out and slaughtered wildly in the direction where the purple-clothed martial artist was.

Rather kill the wrong than let go, the ferocious Tianwu, no matter any warrior or fierce beast, has become the target of its attack.

Dozens of blood-colored eyes shot out, and the entire Mangshan Mountain was burned to a scorched black by the endless black flames, so thick that the smoke of gunpowder that could not be dissolved was filled, and the ground was shot through one huge pit after another, full of holes.

The most terrifying thing is its huge and boundless body, which can be called the strongest killing weapon in the Mang Mountain, falling from the sky and covering it, and any existence is suppressed into a blood mist.

Rao is genetic potential is fully opened, and Fang Yang, who is two hundred and fifteen years old, has a roaring array of heavenly energy to urge his body magic power with pure divine energy, and he is also in danger of being hunted down.

Zhao Laosan was a little out of breath for a while, took a deep breath, and said viciously: "The one who killed a thousand knives, don't let me catch him, otherwise I will have to pick his skin!"

As he spoke, his gaze was on the purple figure that appeared and disappeared in his field of vision.

It was the purple-clothed martial artist with five stages and five layers, this person was a thief, originally Fang Yang and Zhao Laosan were far enough away to not be implicated by this, this purple-clothed martial artist wanted to slow down Tianwu's speed in order to drag more people, so he ran in the direction of the dense forest, so, in this way, Fang Yang and they unfortunately became the target of Tianwu's attack, although it was not the main target, it was difficult to get rid of it.

After all, Wu has eight heads on this day, and he reacts very quickly, although his body is too large, he can always react in advance, as long as he is targeted, it is like a bone gangrene, and he can't get rid of it if he wants to.

Fortunately, Fang Yang and the others were not the main targets, otherwise, with Zhao Laosan's oil bottle, they had to beware of the attack of the Holy Beast Tianwu, it would really be hanging.

What made Fang Yang cry the most was that Tian Wu's body was so big that he couldn't see his head clearly when he looked up, and he couldn't see its boundaries from afar, they had to escape a long distance from death, for Tian Wu, it was just a step away, and he could kill him directly by moving his body.

Therefore, Fang Yang was in a hurry to send the space-time elements of this mountain region to Li Wenqin, so that she could match the data and establish the divine perspective of this mountain area, otherwise, Fang Yang and the others would run around with their lives, and this mountain area was so big, and the endless towering ancient trees were reckless and hazelnut, it was difficult for them to escape from under Tianwu's claws.

After Li Wenqin understood, he immediately matched the data he received with the cloud map model that had already been established, and as long as the data was matched, they would soon be able to have the entire mountain area and the exploration cloud map within a radius of thousands of miles.

Even if Fang Yang and the others hated that purple-clothed martial artist to the core, they still had no way to take him now, with full firepower, Fang Yang at extreme speed still couldn't catch up with this person, let alone chase him and peel him off.

After all, he was a five-stage five-fold martial artist, separated from the mortal body, and the realm was much higher than Fang Yang's, and it was already very good for Fang Yang to be able to eat ashes without being behind him.

However, at the moment, this purple-clothed warrior was not comfortable, his body was already soaked in blood, his breath was intermittent, and his face was even paler as paper.

He was the main target of the Holy Beast Tianwu, just now, Tianwu's huge tail swung down, as if it could draw a giant star, although this blow did not hit him, but the aftermath of the emanation also shocked him into a serious injury, and as a last resort, he had to continue to break into the crowd and jump into the towering ancient forest.

I don't know how many warriors who are watching have not made a move on Tianwu, they have all been affected by it, and they have become the souls of the dead under the claws of Tianwu.

The purple-clothed warrior didn't care, without a trace of mood swings, and continued to break into the crowd.

"Boom!"

A young martial artist saw the opportunity and threw a punch, and a rich purple thunderbolt jumped in his fist, and thunderclouds rolled in to knock the purple-clothed martial artist down.

"Bang!"

The purple-clothed warrior's eyes shimmered, and he stretched out a hand, overflowing with a blue misty aura, dissolving all the purple thunder rays that were constantly jumping, and then with a sharp swing, the thunderclouds exploded.

"Poof......

The young warrior coughed up blood and flew out as if he had been hit hard.

"Hateful!"

The rest of the young warriors shouted indignantly.

Although the purple-clothed warrior was seriously injured, the difference in strength levels was too great for him to resist, and he could only watch the purple-clothed warrior flee in the crowd unwillingly.