Li An'an of the Wandering Earth Team exerted his ability and led the whole team to move thousands of miles away, but unfortunately, in less than two minutes, the Ice Age was approaching again.

Lee's ability takes time.

Moreover, when Kunpeng "flew in anger", the earthquake trembled, the mountains and rivers shattered, and the space was disordered and fluctuated, and Li An'an's spell casting was more difficult.

Reappeared thousands of miles away, and Li An'an had a mouthful of blood in his throat.

At this time, Ye Yiruo's palm pressed on her back, and the power crossed in, Li An'an immediately recovered, and the blood in his throat disappeared.

Timely and capable.

There is no simple person in the Wandering Earth Squad, after all, they are the last elite of the world.

This kind of elite squad can still deal with enemies of the same level, and against the incredible existence of Kunpeng, ten wandering earth squads are also in vain.

Kunpeng didn't even have to shoot at them, just the crushing of the aftermath and aura was enough to kill them.

In the past, with Li An'an, he always felt at ease, even if he couldn't beat him, he could run through, and he had the last plan of the thirty-six plans in hand, and he was invincible.

But today, they have a deep understanding of what it means to be crushed in volume, in rank, and even ......

Dimensionality reduction strike.

In the face of such power, any struggle and resistance are in vain, and there is not even a way to struggle and a way to resist.

Faced with this situation, the only option is to close your eyes and wait for death.

You can put on a good-looking pose, let yourself die with dignity, and maybe have a chance to be excavated and put on display in a museum in the future.

So, the hairstyle can't be messed up.

Li An'an's group moved a range of 1,000 kilometers, and the only option was to go all the way south, racing against time and death.

Turn? Inexistent.

From south to north, everything is covered in ice and snow, entering the Ice Age, and merging into the North Underworld.

Like an avalanche, crushed by pure power, any trick is in vain.

Now, the only thing they could pray for was that Kunpeng didn't have enough strength to stop, and there was nothing else they could do.

That's when the refugees spoke.

"I brought bad luck to me, as long as I am separated from you, without my burden, Li An'an's consumption will be greatly reduced."

It's just that no one picked up his stubble.

Everyone is running with their heads bored, and there is no need to talk about all that meaningless nonsense.

The refugees were bored with themselves, so they had to keep running.

But at this time, two breaths appeared in the southwest.

Everyone in the Wandering Earth team couldn't help but look over, but they saw one of them with three strands of beard and chest, and a cyan sword at his waist.

"It's the Tongtian Sect Master!"

The gods provided pictures and information about this big guy when they released the task, and the tasks related to it were also to brush up on favorability, worship the sect, but did not mention killing or fighting.

Clearly, the Lord God understands what can and cannot be done.

As for the other person, looking at the appearance of him standing side by side with the Tongtian Sect Master, he should be a person of equal status, but it is a pity that the main god does not have his detailed information, and he does not even have a photo.

"Ding! Congratulations to the Wandering Earth Squad, who completed the data collection task and obtained the portrait of the Sect Leader of the System Master. Get SSS rewards. ”

All messages.

Many reincarnators scolded, just taking a photo from afar, and they won the SSS-level reward, is a photo so expensive?

But I don't know that in a hostile state, it is impossible for ordinary people to escape the perception of the saint, and it is almost impossible to take pictures at close range and then retreat.

Therefore, the main god has an extremely high rating for this task, and the risk is extremely high, even if it is just a small photo, it is also SSS-level difficulty.

It's just that when they saw the photos that the main god had handled, Ye Yiruo and the others were all shocked.

With a silent mouth, a trembling heart, and confirmed eyes, he was the man.

It turned out not to be dazzling.

Li An'an was the first to speak, "My ability is good, go to the saint?" ”

Saint, you should always be able to block it and buy yourself some time to escape.

Ye Yiruo vetoed Li An'an's proposal.

"Go the other way and go southeast."

At this time, there was an earth-shattering roar behind him, and then the ice age expanded tenfold, and it was originally just a glacial rush, and now it was directly the ice edge stabbing.

Rushing forward, doubling in speed.

Swish!

Everyone in the Wandering Earth team was shrouded in silver light and disappeared in an instant, and almost at the same time, a glacier hundreds of meters high flew by, stretching for several kilometers away.

When Xi Tong saw this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

If they can't avoid it, they have no choice but to rescue them.

But if they do this, they will definitely become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of Kunpeng, thinking about getting rid of them day and night.

For their good, it's better not to expose the relationship.

"Please also ask the demon master to come down and talk about it."

Kunpeng roared angrily, carrying the Ice Age straight to Xi Tong's position, and the big wave of the era that had been going all the way south turned to the southwest.

The Kunpeng was so big that you could still see its turning movement even from thousands of miles away.

Everyone in the Wandering Earth team breathed a sigh of relief, and they all admired the captain's wise choice.

Maybe it's not difficult to make that choice calmly, but the problem is the line between life and death.

It is indeed safer to hide behind the saint, but what if the danger is attracted by the saint and is directed at the voice? Isn't the saint throwing himself into a trap?

Ye Yiruo didn't have the heart to think about this, she just looked fixedly at the information that the main god had completed.

The head of the Cult of the System (Department......

It turned out that he was a saint.

Kong Fangqian was invented by the Department of Education, and the unification of writing and weights and measures was also the handiwork of the Department of Education......

Is he from that place too?

Sensing Ye Yiruo's abnormality, Yue Yang Yudie asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go over and have a look?" ”

"No!" Ye Yiruo shook her head, "It's better not to see each other than to see each other." ”

This time passes, and it is purely a burden.

What if you see it? I didn't know what to say in the opening greetings.

Have you eaten it?

Today the weather is good?

He is only a member of the reincarnation, and he is indeed extremely powerful compared to ordinary people, but what is it in front of the saints?

It's just a marionette.

Joy and anger can't help themselves, life and death are controlled by others.

The identities are very different.

And Ye Yiruo's most fearful thing is, what if the other party doesn't know him?

The Xi Tong in her heart was already dead, not long after the revival of the aura began.

She will never be able to forget the endless regret in Xi Tong's eyes, always remember his last whisper, and always follow his last will.

It's a pity that the earth is gone.

All the plans were in vain, and all the efforts were ruined.

Stupid politicians, a bunch of ants who only know how to fight for power, it is they who have killed the hope of the planet with their own hands, and killed their own savior.

The Wandering Earth Team is nothing more than the souls of the Earth struggling in the heavens.

Perhaps this world is their end, their grave.

The last memories of the earth will also sleep with them, and finally disappear in time.

Even if they are lucky enough to survive, it will only be another struggle.

After all......

The heavens, endlessly.

Reincarnation, endlessly.

[It's going to be four tomorrow again, one o'clock, I have to go to work tomorrow, good night]