The two lewd guys made up their minds to play attrition and suspended the attack on the base, and at this time, the base camp seemed to have gone through 10,000 years, and everyone had a cold sweat in their palms. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It wasn't until the holographic image was restored that Qiao Yuan and the others stopped their attack and began to set up camp instead, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time, especially General Cosen.

The old general's heart was about to rise to his throat just now, for fear that once he came to his senses, the entire base would become a murderous maniac.

Fortunately, this terrible scenario did not become a reality, and it was a blessing in misfortune.

Yes!

Everyone had just breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly a scream broke the silence.

"What's going on?" Jamal hurriedly rushed towards the screaming position.

But as soon as he rushed out two steps, the moment he saw the screen, his pupils instantly contracted, and he trembled violently, looking at the miserable picture with a moving face.

The trenches and fortresses of the division on the front line in the past seemed to have turned into hell at this time, with stumps and broken arms everywhere, and blood and internal organs were blown all over the ground.

The picture is like purgatory on earth, and it almost shook everyone's hearts!

Bang!

"Bastard!" General Cursen couldn't hold back any longer and slammed his fist into the table, anger almost twisting the muscles in his face.

"General!" Jamal immediately ran forward worriedly.

At this time, Corson raised his hand to stop him, and said coldly: "Give Dr. Zuojia an order immediately to dispatch the Abyss Tyrant!" ”

Yes!

The moment they heard this name, almost everyone present was shocked and couldn't help but show a little horror.

Jamal couldn't take care of it in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted: "No, General, Dr. Zoga's Abyss Tyrant is not perfect enough, it is too dangerous......"

"I know, but we don't have a choice!" Curson unceremoniously interrupted Jamal and coldly pointed to the big screen: "Look, do you see these two guys, they didn't leave, but camped here, this is clearly an attempt to consume our energy, as long as we wait until the ghost shield runs out of our energy, as long as they repeat the tragedy just now, we all have to go to God, OK!" ”

"......" Jamal and the other officers were instantly speechless.

After all, the two vicious guys on the other side are camping right under people's noses, and they are clearly telling you what I'm going to do next, so even fools know what they're going to face next.

Therefore, there may be a glimmer of life in the war, but if you don't fight, hehe, then wait for death!

Although there is basically no difference between the two options, as long as there is a glimmer of life, everyone knows how to choose.

Without hesitation, Corson ordered: "Jamal, immediately dispatch the Abyss Tyrant!" ”

Jamal: "Yes! ”

…… Half a minute later, the ghost shield of the Emiraken base camp was finally opened, and more than a dozen coffin-like unidentified metal objects slammed out of the catapult, aiming directly at the duo who were camping.

Bang!

In just two seconds, the coffin plunged into the ice, right in front of the two of them, and there was a terrible ominous aura from the inside.

Almost at the same time, Qiao Yuan and Lampard frowned!

"Believe, stay away!" Frank Lampard yelled.

"Huh?" The reflex arc of the letter is as dull as ever.

Bang!

Qiao Yuan slapped it unceremoniously, and an air bomb like a marshmallow hit the still stunned letter with a 'bang'.

Poor letter, this guy hasn't come back to his senses yet, and he flew out of 10,000 meters away with a scream.

Uh-uh! Lampard dumbfounded!

"Hey, Qiao Yuan, it's not good for you to treat your companions like this!"

"But it's more convenient!"

After slapping the letter, Qiao Yuan withdrew his palm and replied calmly.

"Having said that, it's too sudden, too intense, it's no different from a strong X, it's too rough, people can't stand it, so I think you should be gentle."

Burst! Qiao Yuan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and looked at this thing in amazement.

After being stunned for a second, Qiao Yuan immediately replied seriously: "Well, that's right, since this is the case, I'll remind you next time, so it's not a strong ×!" ”

Burst! This time it was Lampard's turn to laugh out loud, looking at Qiao Yuan with a smile and a smile, and said in his heart that this guy really didn't suffer at all.

Of course, soon Frank Lampard, who was still in the mood to tell jokes, couldn't laugh anymore because the Abyssal Tyrant was activated.

The twelve coffin-like large metal shells just now roared open, and the twelve monsters exuding an ominous aura, with blue skin on their upper bodies, horns on their heads like demons, and red lights in their eyes, walked out step by step, and low roars kept coming out of the throats of these guys.

The ominous malice that constantly emanates can be smelled through the air, but this is not the point, the point is that these guys have no scruples to emit a strange realm, and the strong aura is exactly like the heavenly position.

Noticing the intensity of the aura, Lampard turned his head with a wry smile on his face.

"Hey, Qiao Yuan, your prediction is wrong, this time it seems that it is not a dish, but a group of wolves!" Frank Lampard said with a bitter face.

"Well, it seems that this is the case for the time being, but the twelve heavenly positions, do you believe it?" Qiao Yuan asked rhetorically without thinking.

"Nonsense, of course I don't believe it!" Lampard glared.

What are you kidding, the twelve heavenly positions, ya, when did the heavenly positions become so worthless, you must know that any strong person who has cultivated to the heavenly position must have gone through a thousand tempers, and finally can break through the crucial level.

But now the heavenly position can still be mass-produced, hehe, don't tease, okay.

I didn't believe that what was in front of me was really the twelve heavens, and Qiao Yuan just had one word.

"!"

With a roar, Qiao Yuan rushed out first.

Boom! Facing the nearest Abyss Tyrant was a punch, and the air seemed to be blown up.

However!

Boom! The Abyss Tyrant didn't hesitate and threw the same lightning-fast punch.

Bang!

The two fists collided fiercely, and instantly burst into a bomb-like explosion, and the wind roared all around, and the sharp wind knife was like cutting tofu to chop ice cubes that had not melted for thousands of years.

Evenly matched, actually evenly matched!

No way! Lampard's eyes almost popped out, and he stared at the warring Qiao Yuan and the Abyss Tyrant in amazement.

Qiao Yuan was also a little shocked, this guy in front of him actually had such a great power, which completely surprised him, and he was stunned.

Boom!

The Abyss Tyrant's fist arrived, and with a bang, Qiao Yuan, who was caught off guard, was blown away dozens of meters, and two scratches tens of meters long were pulled out on the ice.

Zizizizi!

Qiao Yuan's arm seemed to be burned, it was charred black, and white smoke kept coming out.

As for the sleeves, hehe, I don't know where to fly for a long time.

However, Qiao Yuan still had a smile on his face, even if he was still sinister with the same smile, even in the face of twelve monsters that looked like heaven, his smile never changed at all, and he even had the leisure to joke.

"Hey, Frank Lampard, we seem to be playing off, or I'll force you × and then you run!"

……