In this burial ruin, which can't fly too high, it doesn't seem like a big problem to not be able to fly.

Moreover, the evolution of the Terror should be the most perfect in the Wilderness of Terror.

When he stood up completely straight, and then waved his huge head and began to attack, the height raised by the terror was already very close to the height of the flight, that is, even if the monk could fly, as long as he did not fly high enough, it would still be within the range of his attack.

There are almost no weaknesses, and they are extremely violent and terrorist.

Of course, the idiot chose to fight the violence and terror in the canyon, and naturally had the consideration and plan of the idiot.

On the peak on the right, the terror accelerated, knock knock, run faster and faster, and when he began to pursue the little ants in front, he suddenly found that the little ants in front had flown to the opposite side of the canyon.

The canyon is very wide, and although the violent body is not short, it is not enough to reach the monk on the other side of the canyon with a mouthful.

Unwillingly, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and with a bang, he trampled on the canyon violently, rushed down from the right, and rushed to the left bank.

Without waiting for the acceleration of the impact, Tyranny found that the little ants had already flown to the right in unison.

The canyon has two banks, separated by a not very shallow canyon.

If the terror wants to pursue the monk, he must cross the canyon, and the terrain cannot be fast.

Furious, unwilling, violent and terrified roared up to the sky.

If it was an ordinary prey, the terror would have lost interest in pursuing it and would have returned home.

But the Terran monks in front of him gave him the feeling that he had to pursue and destroy him, and although he couldn't catch up, he wouldn't give up easily.

After running a few laps on both sides of the bank, the violent terror finally found that this could not be done.

Simply, the terror no longer ran towards the banks of the canyon, but began to accelerate forward in the valley as if it had just entered the valley.

The Terran monks may have some arrangements in the valley.

But Tyrannomy didn't think that these things could help him, and the Terran monks didn't dare to flee far from the banks of the canyon. If that's the case, Terrorist would be happy, once he left the canyon and entered the Giant Terror Wilderness, it was not impossible for Terrorist to run at a speed and catch one or two Terran monks.

In the middle of the canyon. The terror began to accelerate, and the head was raised high.

In the middle of the big canyon, a huge terror ran wildly.

On both sides of the strait, the ten monks kept fleeing forward like a frightened torrent.

In the roar of terror, he turned his head to the two sides of the strait from time to time, took a bite, or hit it.

Chase all the way.

Splashes of dust.

What makes the terror more depressing is that whenever its speed just runs. When it seemed that it could catch up with the Terran monk, there would always be traps on the ground at the right time, disrupting its rhythm and making it impossible for it to run.

As if he was interrupted by other male fears during mating, Violent Terror was very unhappy, and kept raising his head and roaring, threatening to bite the Terran monk.

The power of terror was far beyond the imagination of the monk, and the monk spent a lot of time. The traps laid by the boss can't trap the big guy. The only effect is to disturb its rhythm and make him unable to go crazy.

It's a staple of the soul, and it's expected.

However, the reality was more cruel than he expected, and he was not sure whether his backup plan would work. If it doesn't work, then the only way to do it is to re-use the secret technique of covering up the breath of the bloodline and lead everyone to escape.

Violent terror and fierce pursuit, time flies.

The ferocious terror showed the terrifying physical strength, and he ran continuously. Still alive and vigorous, without the slightest tiredness.

And the long valley is almost at the end.

The idiot quickly made a gesture of action, and the monks running on both sides of the strait waved their arms in unison to indicate receipt.

The speed of the terror is getting faster and faster, and with a whoosh, it looks like it is about to rush out of the valley.

Boom, stepping on it, the ground cracked, and the body involuntarily fell forward.

The old trick was repeated, and he slapped the giant tail violently, trying to support his body.

In the sky, a beam of light suddenly shot out, shining on the forehead of the terrorist.

The body stiffened slightly, the giant tail was stunned, and he couldn't exert his strength, and he was slightly puzzled, and he shook his head violently, and the beam of light was scattered by a shock, and the feeling of being frozen on his body disappeared instantly.

However, it was the loss of consciousness at this moment that made its entire body involuntarily rush into the trap, and the huge head slammed down, falling down fiercely, and falling a dog eating.

Even if the defense is super strong, even if it is fierce, the huge impact force comes down, and it falls squarely, and the violent fear is also a gold star, and I can't react for a while, lying down in the trap, a little dizzy.

With a wave of his hand, a blue water curtain rushed out of the royal blue halberd, and with a swipe, he fell into the trap.

In the huge trap, like a rising tide, it quickly filled with stagnant water more than a foot deep.

Zhi Zhi and Yue Dayong also cast spells at the same time, and the soil fell from the sky and sprinkled down.

Tyranny was swept away by the cold water-type spell, and he came back to his senses a little, and his limbs kicked violently, staggering, and stood up from the trap, and in the roar, the giant swung and shook off the falling puffs of dirt.

Rustling, mud fell into traps and melted into the water, Geng Keji shouted loudly: "Demon Mud Swamp".

The mud and sea quickly fused into one, turning into a pitch-black, sticky mass that covered the swamp more than a foot deep in the middle of the terrorist's calf.

And Sun Hao also shouted: "Aoki cage." ”

The vines flew out, turning into a large net and wrapping around the tail of the terrorist.

Under the unified coordination of the idiot, the entire squad quickly took action, ranking Jin Dan to show their own strange tricks, trying to trap the violent terror.

Shaking his head in terror, he found that he had fallen into the mire, and his huge tail seemed to be firmly entangled in something, and he couldn't shake it off a little.

Furious, he roared in terror, ready to shake his head and attack.

Just before it could shake its head, suddenly, a crisp shout came from the air: "Big guy, look at the legs." ”

Before the violent terror fully sobered up, and before the combat effectiveness was completely recovered, Zhu Ling boldly rushed up, raised the jade leg high, and brought a leg shadow in the air, one leg.

Bang Bang Bang ......

There was a series of crisp sounds, and the leg shadow slashed fiercely on the head of the terrorist.

The roar of terror and anger turned into a cry: "Whoa......"

Zhu Ling has a lot of kung fu on her legs, and her strength is amazing, although she can't kill with one blow, but the violent terror is not easy to bear, the huge head is hung down by the blow alive, and the violent terror is a little dizzy again.

Zhu Lingyu had a little terror on her head, did a backflip, and flew back.

Fearlessly, he raised his head suddenly, and chased Zhu Ling in his mouth.

On the bank of the canyon, a straight strange eye appeared on Wang Yuan's forehead, and the strange eye opened and looked at it leisurely.

In an instant, the violent terror seemed to have returned to the time when he was a young beast, and he felt that his body limbs and head were not so obedient, and the command was not very smooth.

The shaking head slammed into the air, brushed Zhu Ling into the air, and then with another thud, it smashed into the swamp in the trap, splashing mud all over the sky.

Shake your head in anger, forcibly expel the uncomfortable feeling, and roar in terror and look up to the sky.

The two short front paws kept slapping their ****, and they were very frightened and angry, damn the little ant, the damn Terran monk, actually made it suffer a lot of small losses.

The tail was pulled, the force was not small, the terror shook a few times, a little unable to shake it, simply, no longer relying on the tail, suddenly lifted the giant foot from the mud, and the terror flew up and stepped towards the wall of the trap.

Giantfoot stepped on, and a cloud of smoke flew straight over, blocking the front of Giantfoot with unmistakable accuracy.

With a "poof", the cloud smoke penetrated into the soles of the feet.

Violent Terror hesitated slightly, and his pedaling strength couldn't help but weaken.

With a bang, the giant foot stepped on the trap, and the trap wall shook for a while, but it was not broken at once.

Violent Terror roared, the giant foot swung and pierced on it, and a sharp arrow that entered the skin an inch was thrown away, retracted this foot, and Violent Terror raised the other one, and kicked it over again.

Geng Keji applied a stone grinding technique to the trap wall, and when he landed, the part that was kicked by the violent terror was stabilized again.

Terrorist kicked him again.

Sun Hao stood on the bank of the canyon, holding a bow in both hands, his eyes were shining, and his colleague with huge feet raised, his right hand was gently loosened, and another powerful arrow turned into a cloud of smoke, and with a poof, it was nailed to the cortex between the two fingers of the terrorist.

The terror leather is very tough and difficult to shoot through with a single arrow.

However, Sun Hao's thousands of miles of clouds can make the violent fear not dare to work too hard.

If you get a thorn in the bottom of your foot, it's not fun.

Despite his rage, Terror had to reduce his pedaling force.

If the force is too strong, you may kick the arrow directly into the footboard.

With a bang, the trap wall was stepped on again, the strength was not enough, and after sprinkling a lot of dust, the trap still did not collapse, but it was difficult for the terror to rush up directly.

The monks breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and the first battle goal was finally achieved.

The terror was finally barely trapped in the trap. (To be continued.) )