"Brother Yang, you're here!"

Duanmuxin turned his head and saw Yang Zhun's pale face, not far behind Yang Zhun, standing Wei Fu with a resolute face, holding a sniper rifle in his hand.

Yang Zhun looked at Duanmu Xin and smiled slightly: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Duanmu Xin shook his head and tried his best to withdraw some of the energy he had emitted, relieving some of his body's tiredness a little.

Looking at this young face, Yang Zhun felt very uncomfortable, Duanmu Xin fortunately succeeded in creating an opportunity for Wei Fu, and Wei Fu was also very angry to kill the kui who blocked everything, otherwise, Duanmu Xin would be sad because of guilt, fortunately, they won, and the human race won.

Yang Zhun thought of Xiao Yan again, he was only nineteen years old, and he was one or two years older than Duanmu Xin, and in the past, they were all when they should have gone to school!

O these children!

Probably, really grew up.

Sadly, they are all matured by this world.

Wei Fu clutched his gun, tiptoed, and cautiously passed through the standing aliens to the two of them.

"What's next?"

Looking at the headless xenos on the ground, Wei Fu was very worried that other xenos could break free, and in that case, they would be miserable.

Before Yang Zhun could answer, Du Fei in the distance turned his head to look, and his voice sounded around the three of them.

"Just look at it!"

The air around the three of them shook slightly, and a faint light and shadow expanded, covering the three of them.

Seeing that layer of light and shadow, Duanmu Xin realized that he, like the crowd in the distance, was also under protection.

On the battlefield, there are a total of four energy barriers, which protect the crowd in two places, Yang Zhun and the three of them and the zombies, outside of these four places, the terrifying energy rolls and compresses, constantly suppressing the xenomorph population, and there are xenomorph deaths every moment. It becomes an energy that can be absorbed by Takejo.

In Nancheng, far away from the battlefield, the wall holes that were once occupied by battalions and squads are repairing themselves, and a steady stream of energy is generated from the battlefield, and then appears near the wall holes, and the wall holes recover quickly.

Du Fei's entire spirit was put on the battlefield, protecting everyone, as well as killing xenos, and mobilizing energy to repair the city wall, so he couldn't monitor every corner of the martial city, at this time. At the junction of the center of Wucheng, something strange is quietly happening.

The Junction.

This is the first battlefield, there are a lot of humans and xenos who died here, their blood covers a large area, like a pool of blood, a few minutes ago, the speed of the pool of blood penetrated into the ground faster, much faster, it looks weird.

Too many lives died. There was silence and gloom all around, only the movement of blood sneering downward.

The blood passed through the surface like eyes, and after passing through the surface, it all converged in one direction. The oblique one completely violates the rules of physics, but it seems to be taken for granted. Here, it seems that there is a unique set of rules. Take control.

The dense earth could not stop the flow of blood, and more blood seeped down and gathered together. Somewhere, there was no trace of blood left in the place where it passed, it was clean, as if nothing had passed.

Six or seven meters deep underground, there was originally nothing but soil, but blood broke in and soaked the soil. Wet, and then, something strange happened.

The blackish soil was soaked in blood, with an eerie crimson color, and blood was gushing continuously. in, the soil is getting wetter and wetter. Moisten, finally, the soil absorbs the blood, and then begins to swell. swollen and got a shape, reddish-black wet. There is a bright light on the moist soil, which is white and warm.

The soil turned into long strips, one side by one, and stretched out in rows, and when it reached a place dozens of meters away, it changed direction and continued to condense.

Click! Click!

The color of the soil also changes, from reddish-black to dry earthy yellow, and then from earthy yellow to yellowish again. The slightly curved yellowish strips create a strange shape in the soil, which is very characteristic of horizontal and vertical distribution, and the details of the connection are also incredible.

The blood is dry!

The ground was cracked, there was no blood, only blackened crumpled pieces of flesh could be seen.

Changes in the underground stopped.

In the dense earth, a huge yellowish strip of dirt has been formed, like a huge skeleton, it is very quiet, but full of majesty, with a head and feet, and a long tail, its body length is about seven or eight meters, lying on it from the feet to the high head between four or five meters, if you stand up from the ground, it is about two stories high, but its leg bones are very thick. Strong, maybe it can bounce up, and then, maybe it can put the heavenly barrier on top. Broken, of course, there must be a premise for this, it is stronger than the sky.

Below it is the layer of deadly barrier that cannot be seen but can be perceived by any alien, at the beginning, the god-level zombies attacked the underground countless times, and each time they could encounter this barrier, and then obediently retreated to the ground, Wucheng has barriers in all directions from top to bottom, and the aliens cannot enter and exit, and the god-level zombies once again proved with death that this layer of things is an absolute forbidden place for aliens.

It didn't come into contact with the barrier underground, but was separated by a layer of dirt half a meter deep, probably, it was clever enough to know that there was danger below.

The killing by the wall went on quickly, and the xenos died completely, and there was not a drop of flesh left, but the smell of blood remained, wafting in the wind.

The blood and qi wandered in the sky, not daring to approach the sky, and could only scurry against the ground.

When they came to the sky above the borderlands, the wind did not stop, but the blood no longer moved, as if it had been nailed to the air.

The reddish air quickly faded, and the blood in the air disappeared.

Underground, the yellowish earthen shelves changed color again, and faded a little.

Not satisfied with such a slow change, the underground shelf stretched its torso and moved, and the ground was immediately arched up by a ridge.

This was too obvious, so the shelf moved downward, squeezing through the soil layer, and did not stop until it was close to the barrier, and then tried to retract it as best it could, shrinking its size several times.

The ground sagged slightly, a groove appeared, and underground, the dirt shelves disappeared.

Underground, the dirt shelves move rapidly, the soil is compressed by it, squeezed away, forming a passage, but the ground does not change at all, and no one can imagine that there is something moving forward below.

The closer you get to the wall, the stronger the smell of blood, and the faster it goes.

It's not that there are no heroic spirits in Wucheng, in fact, there is one, and it's it.

After sleeping for more than 100 million years, it forgot even its own body shape, and thought it was soil, but blood awakened its body and soul.

There are things etched in its memory, which are difficult to erase with time.

One day, it will wake up and rule the world!

(To be continued.) )