The Earth People are so Fierce

I don't know if Meng Chao's remarks worked.

It was the "Jackal" Kanus who hurriedly shot, after all, he could not completely control the entire brain of the ancient dream saint like his previous life.

The subconsciousness of the ancient dream saint finally broke free from the moment of confusion and collapse.

The tentacles that surrounded her, like a neural network, and even the "balloon jellyfish" behind the tentacles, burned up and withered and fell off in the squeak of "squeaking".

The bone armor of the ancient dream saint's body became crystal clear again, as hard as iron.

Her figure also keeps getting taller.

Although it is far from being able to compete with the indomitable "zombie rat god", it is not so easy to be at the mercy of the latter.

Saintess Gu Meng turned her head and stared at Meng Chao deeply.

After that, he raised his arm and slashed down fiercely.

The invisible giant blade whizzed out from the fingers, instantly splitting the entire sea of ​​blood.

In the depths of the sea of ​​blood, a white bridge rose unexpectedly, from the palm of the ancient dream saint woman, all the way to the feet of Meng Chao, and then to the horizon at the end of the sea of ​​blood.

Looking carefully, this bridge is actually made up of thousands of skeleton rats!

Although lost all flesh and blood.

These skeleton rats still gritted their teeth and entangled each other's bones, both like a bridge that can support the entire sky, and a war knife that can split the entire land.

The ancient dream saint seemed to show Meng Chao in this way that he was right.

Even if the Great Horned Rat God does not exist.

The hatred and anger of thousands of rat people is real and extremely powerful.

Now, she will use this power to tear this nightmare apart and send Meng Chao out!

boom! Click!

Perceiving the intention of the saint of ancient dreams, the zombie rat **** put on an expression of anger and anger, and his rotting facial features kept wriggling, making it even more hideous and ugly.

In the depths of the surging blood sea, there was a continuous roar of depth water bomb explosions, exploding blood pillars hundreds of meters long.

These blood pillars were torn apart in mid-air, as if they turned into wet, slimy tentacles full of octopus suckers, and rolled towards Meng Chao fiercely.

Pushed by the bone bridge at his feet, Meng Chao swiftly shook his head. Although he dodges the tentacles dangerously and dangerously, he is also drifting away from the ancient dream saint.

"Hold on, believe in your own power, believe in the power of thousands of rat people, believe in...our power!"

Meng Chao knows that "Jackal" Kanus must have moved a lot of his hands and feet in the brain of the ancient dream saint in the past few years.

His subconscious stayed deep in the mind of the ancient dream saint, and it must be impossible to be the opponent of the "Jackal" Kanus who was suddenly attacked.

Therefore, the first goal is to escape from this nightmare.

But it is not easy to achieve such a goal.

Because the overwhelming clutches of the zombie rat **** had emerged from the surging sea of ​​blood, and grabbed Meng Chao severely.

In the nightmare, each finger of the zombie rat **** is at least several hundred meters long, which cannot be measured by normal logic in the real world.

When blocked in front of Meng Chao, the entire land just like the seabed suddenly rose up, turning into a copper wall and iron wall parallel to the sea and reaching the sky.

When such a copper wall and iron wall collapsed towards Meng Chao, he could not avoid it at all.

Seeing Meng Chao's subconscious, he was about to be firmly grasped by the zombie rat god.

Suddenly, Meng Chao had a splitting headache. In the depths of his brain, something exploded and turned into two flaming sharp blades. It shot out from the depths of his eyes, and actually pierced two transparent in the palm of the zombie rat god. hole!

It's... Tinder!

Meng Chao stared into the depths of his brain with surprise and joy.

That cluster of ashes reignited, and the strange fire that re-brightened!

Ever since she was forced to jump off a cliff and escape from the Hunuchuan after a battle with Lusiya, who was eroded by the fragments of her mother and turned into a jungle banshee, at the top of the Mist Mountain.

The mysterious fire that Meng Chao brought back from the flames of the doomsday to the high school era has been dormant.

No matter how he summons it, he can't activate it, let alone accumulate, settle, and redeem contribution points to improve his abilities.

Meng Chao estimated that this is because the operation of the fire requires a large amount of life potential.

At that time, I was in a state of dying and unhealed from a serious injury.

If the fire continues to operate at a super-high intensity, not only will it not be able to increase his combat effectiveness, it may **** him alive.

Therefore, Tinder has been dormant, and it is a long-term plan.

Up to this moment, his strength had already recovered and even broke through the peak realm during the Monster War.

He also encountered "Jackal" Kanus trying to use the zombie rat **** in the nightmare to invade his brain.

Finally triggered the "Tinder" autonomous defense mechanism and activated it!

[Tinder is being upgraded, and the upgrade progress is 1%……3%……7%……]

The fire turned into a line of dragons and phoenixes dancing, and the shining small characters constantly shining above Meng Chao's vision, making him energetic, and he was almost crying with joy.

Although it is temporarily unable to mobilize the power of fire.

Meng Chao had already summoned 120,000 points of courage, confident to deal with "Jackal" Kanus and the memory fragments of his previous life, the mighty strongest from the outside world.

Thinking about it, he opened his arms in the direction of the zombie rat god.

With both arms resembling a cannon barrel, the "cannonball" is formed by the flames of the apocalypse that ruined the world.

"Taste the taste of the doomsday you made!"

Meng Chao muttered to himself.

Afterwards, he "fired" fiercely at the eyebrows of the zombie rat god.

If it hides behind this "zombie rat god" sneakily, it is really the will of "Jackal" Kanus.

Then, Meng Chao believed that Kanus, the "Jackal" at this moment, must have felt that he was burned by the flames of the doomsday, every nerve and every cell was wiped out, and even a gene chain did not remain.

Meng Chao believes that even Kanus, known as the "Doomsday Demon Wolf" in the future, may not be able to withstand the real doomsday coming and destroying all the pain.

Not to mention that the conspiracy has not yet succeeded, and the minions are still lurking, far from reaching the pinnacle of "Jackal" Kanus.

Sure enough, when the flames of the doomsday reached the zombie rat god's eyebrows.

This seemingly towering and terrifying demon **** had no resistance at all, and the entire rotten and swollen head was instantly pierced by flames.

The brains inside have turned into black gelatin, and under the flames, they screamed and turned into coke.

The surging blood sea suddenly became unreal.

It is difficult to describe Meng Chao's feelings at the moment with pen and ink.

It seems that he was originally in a three-dimensional, boundless, violent ocean of blood. No matter which direction he struggled to swim, he would be rolled back into the center of the blood ocean by the stormy waves.

At this moment, the surging sea of ​​blood has gradually changed from "three-dimensional" to "two-dimensional", from a three-dimensional maze to a mottled picture.

He is like a bug trapped in a picture scroll.

Although there is no way out in the picture scroll.

But it is completely possible to gnaw a wormhole on the scroll, and escape the scroll from "above" or "below".

Meng Chao did exactly that.

The bridge of bones laid for him by the saint of ancient dreams, the flames of the doomsday in the memory of the past life, and his own will to fight the future at all costs-the three intertwined, like an indestructible drill bit, drilled fiercely above the nightmare A way of escape is like a black whirlpool abruptly appearing in a sea of ​​blood.

Subsequently, Meng Chao's subconsciousness was drawn into the whirlpool, fell quickly, and entered a state of weightlessness, losing the perception of time and space.

I don't know how long it has been falling in the dark.

The intense dizziness made him unable to help but jump up from the hospital bed, retching loudly.

He was so blushing that his neck was thick, the corners of his eyes were filled with big tears, the pain of needle sticks all over his body, and the rapid heartbeat like drums of war, could Meng Chao realize that he had got rid of the nested nightmares and returned to The real world, within one's own body.

Meng Chao was still worried.

First, I fumbled all over my body to make sure that I had all my tails, every limb and every organ maintained a vigorous vitality, and the whole body was unimpeded, and there were no obstacles or loopholes.

Closed my eyes again, I remembered everything from my babble to the various experiences of my school days, to the brilliance at the end of the Monster War, and what happened after drifting to Turanze. His memory is not missing, nor does it seem to be mixed with any weird things-such as when he was a child, he had met the Big Horned Rat God, and the Big Horned Rat God gave him the fire.

This was a little relieved.

Make sure that his flesh and blood body has not been backlashed by the subconscious mind.

His own brain has not been contaminated by mysterious powers.

At least, not yet.