Boom!

A loud roar reverberated through the ice fields, Robin was evacuated from the Marinaken base, and Joe Yuan and Frank Lampard were locked in a bitter battle like never before. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The twelve Abyssal Tyrants besieged the two of them, which was completely overwhelming, and the two of them had almost no ability to fight back, and fell into a comprehensive disadvantage.

At this juncture in the battle, Frank Lampard's graceful trench coat had long since become strips of rags, and Qiao Yuan also exploded all over his body to the point that there was only a pair of pants left, but he was still in the mood to laugh.

"Well, I said Lampard, you have a sister or something, I can take care of it for you in the future!"

"Damn, when are you still thinking about my sister!"

"Nonsense ......"

Bang bang!

The two were beaten by the Abyss Tyrant almost simultaneously.

"Okay, great!"

The base of the Emai Ryken people suddenly erupted in deafening cheers, and countless soldiers applauded vigorously.

Kou Sen smiled like a chrysanthemum, not to mention how brilliant, the Abyss Tyrant had completely suppressed Qiao Yuan and the others, and he seemed to have seen the dawn of victory.

Unfortunately, it wasn't this blow, the two who were knocked out of the ground stood up tenaciously and knocked the two monsters away again almost at the same time, but the abyss tyrant behind rushed forward one after another, without giving the two a chance to breathe, and the stormy attack drowned the two again.

Thundered!

Frank Lampard didn't know how many attacks he had struck as a result of the collision, but he knew that the space was getting smaller, the whole battle was awkward, and his strength seemed to be starting to run out of steam.

Frank Lampard can't remember how long it had been since he had tasted that fatigue, but there was no doubt that it was a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time.

As his strength grew scarce, the long-dormant flame in Lampard's heart seemed to be ignited, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Syllable!

Flapping an Abyssal Tyrant away, Lampard took advantage of the brief gap to shout.

"Hey, Qiao Yuan, hurry up and find a way, Lao Tzu can't hold it anymore!"

"If you can't hold it, you have to hold it, I'm making a strategy!"

"Formulate you big-headed ghost, hurry up and come up with a way to deal with it, or I'll be killed by the monsters made by your fellow countrymen!"

"Dead hair...... Well? Wait, you just said ......"

The two were talking in the air, and suddenly, Qiao Yuan was so stunned, and his fist instinctively swung out, knocking away the abyss tyrant who rushed up fiercely.

Frank Lampard was stunned, but before the two could communicate, the Abyssal Tyrant immediately rushed forward.

Qiao Yuan, who was facing again, was running rapidly at this time.

In fact, from the beginning, Qiao Yuan has been thinking about how to fight the enemy, but he has no clue.

But just now, Lampard's accidental remark about the monsters made by your fellow countrymen completely woke up Qiao Yuan, so that he finally saw some clues of these monsters.

These emotionless creatures in front of them were undoubtedly created, and there is no doubt that the power of creation created them, but can the strange power that can compete with the [Primal Extreme Realm] also be created?

No, it's impossible!

Because the power of each Heavenly Rank is unique, there is absolutely no possibility of being imitated, nor can it be manufactured, let alone repeated, even if it is a Heavenly Rank powerhouse with the same type of immortal bone, there is still a slight difference in its strength.

Just as it is impossible for the same person to step into the same river, so is the power of the heavenly position.

But the twelve monsters in front of him had exactly the same power, and the force field that was extremely similar to the [Primal Extreme Realm] was just like the real thing...... No, it's not similar, but it's originally the [Primal Extreme Realm], and it's of the same origin.

Got it, got it all! Qiao Yuan suddenly realized in an instant!

What kind of monster made by the Emairiken, let's talk nonsense, the Abyss Tyrant is not only not made by the Emaireken, but it can't even be made at all, its real identity should be a split individual, a split individual separated by a heavenly powerhouse hidden behind.

No wonder you can't find a way to control these monsters, no wonder you can't find the controller hidden behind them, hahaha, it turns out that everything is like this!

"Lampard, these monsters are not monsters created by the Emai Riken, they are simply splinter individuals of the Heavenly Rank powerhouse!" Qiao Yuan yelled hard.

"Huh??" Frank Lampard's face instantly turned to a state of wonder.

The moment he received this information, the image of the battle just now flashed through Lampard's mind.

Yes! Yes!

I see, Lampard's face was full of excitement, he finally knew why it was so awkward just now, it turned out to be like this, it was not that these guys were too quick to cooperate just now, but that these guys were the same person at all.

Twelve pairs of eyes, one mind, like one's left hand with one's right hand.

The essence of the enemy is recognized, and its weaknesses are exposed.

The enemy is only a split individual, not only are there twelve, but all the time from the battle to the present can be judged that the intelligence of these guys has been severely degraded, and they do not even have the ability to speak; At the same time, the possibility of remote control is basically ruled out, and the main body is not here, so there is only one way left in its combat mode, that is, the main body gives a simple battle command to the split individual, and then cooperates with its powerful combat instinct to operate on its own.

If so, then...... Hey!

Thinking that he had guessed the Tyrant of the Abyss, Lampard immediately flickered and led the monster towards the base camp of the Emirekens.

Hardly as expected, the Abyssal Tyrant, with only simple instructions, did not hesitate at all and frantically chased after Lampard.

Boom!

The Abyssal Tyrant unceremoniously slammed into the running Frank Lampard.

The air seemed to be shattered in an instant, cracking countless cracks like a shattered mirror, and the huge shock wave formed a huge air cannon, which exploded out with a bang.

In the face of this huge air bomb, Lampard suddenly turned into a ball of flames and disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye!

It all happened in a flash of lightning, and General Couson hadn't even seen the air bomb.

Bang!

The huge air projectile struck the Spectral Shield, and the Spectral Shield suddenly crumbled.

The sudden change was unexpected by Corson, and the soldiers in the base were dumbfounded.

Just now, the Abyss Tyrant was still pressing the two of them to beat violently, which can be described as very happy, and many people applauded desperately, especially those crazy soldiers, who jumped on the table one by one and shouted, they couldn't wait to rush up and kill themselves, but no one expected the Abyss Tyrant, who was regarded as the savior, to ask for his life in the blink of an eye.

Corson panicked: "Jamal, quick, let Dr. Zoga stop him!" ”

Jamal's face was like ashes, and he sat on the ground: "General, no! ”

Curson grabbed Jamal: "Why, why not!" ”

Jamal looked sad: "Because Dr. Zoga can't make him stop, this group of monsters will only stop after killing the target and eating and drinking!" ”

Woooo Curson took three steps back in a row, and the whole person almost couldn't stand on his feet, and his face was suddenly as pale as paper.

Eat and drink to your heart's content! Hearing these words, Corson almost shuddered!

"Withdraw, withdraw, evacuate immediately!"

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