The Earth People are so Fierce

The brain of the ancient dream saint is still out of control.

It's like a violent volcano that is continuously spraying magma to the outside world, spraying out brain waves visible to the naked eye.

She seems to have become a "nightmare generator".

When Meng Chao approached her brain, her eyes were slightly tingling, and she saw the fragmented and terrible scene again.

The cannibalism of the Big Horn Legion, the grin and roar of the zombie rat god, and a lonely little girl, after all her relatives died of the plague, in this cruel world, drifted along with the currents and drifted away.

No, more than that.

In a daze, Meng Chao also saw the surrendered Big Horn Legion, under the supervision of the wolf cavalry, being reorganized in an orderly manner.

Seeing the wolf clan witch doctors feed the ratmen warriors a bowl of steaming, suspiciously colored secret medicine, causing them to burst out of blood vessel roots, muscles and muscles in painful convulsions, and their canine teeth are exposed like a wolf clan. , His eyes are bloodthirsty like a wolf clan.

Seeing that the wolf cavalry moved out of the scene of ancient weapons dug out from the depths of the ground behind the bronze gate to rearm the Ratmen warriors.

This is not a nightmare.

It's something that is happening somewhere around.

As the saying goes, "If you don't die in a catastrophe, there must be a blessing."

As the Saintess of Ancient Dreams escaped from the dead, her abilities were greatly enhanced.

In the past, she could only sneak into other people's dreams.

But now, she seems to be able to randomly sneak into other people's brains at the cost of burning her own brain—as long as the other party has established a spiritual connection with her in dreams in the past.

At this moment, Meng Chao suddenly felt that his right hand was soaked in magma.

When I looked down, I found that I don't know when, Saint Lady Gu Meng's skinny fingers gently grabbed his palm.

And she trembled at high speed, almost invisible to her pupils, her misty, swampy mysterious eyes also locked Meng Chao's eyes.

This gave Meng Chao a very strange feeling.

The ancient dream saint was not in a coma.

In other words, even in a coma, she still uses her own way to fight the unstoppable fate in the final battle.

Meng Chao took a deep breath and changed from kneeling to sitting cross-legged.

He also helped the ancient dream saint woman, leaning against the cave wall, sitting cross-legged in front of him.

Afterwards, he guided his own psychic energy into the brain, and used the psychic energy to rotate at high speed like electromagnetic coils around the cerebrovascular and cranial nerves, fine-tuning the frequency of his brainwave tremor, trying to capture the brainwave frequency band of the ancient dream saint. Enter into the dreamland of the ancient dream saint.

He had a faint feeling.

The ancient dream saint had something to say to him.

She wants him to see something.

Because the distance between the two is so close.

Their foreheads can almost be close together, and they can hear the sound of blood in each other's brain vessels, which is almost boiling under the blessing of psychic energy.

Moreover, Meng Chao has established a spiritual connection with the ancient dream saint many times, and there is a fixed communication frequency band between the two brains.

Therefore, Meng Chao quickly entered the dream of the ancient dream saint.

Come again to the "fog-shrouded multi-screen cinema".

But this time, from the perspective of ordinary soldiers of the Big Horn Legion, all the pictures and sounds spied by them all whizzed past Meng Chao and disappeared.

Obviously, these ordinary fighters are not the focus of the ancient dream saint's hope that Meng Chao will pay attention to.

There is only one picture, the bigger and clearer it is, it turns into a lifelike real world almost around Meng Chao.

"here it is…"

Every cluster of nerve endings in Meng Chao's body shrank to the limit like a conditioned reflex.

His muscles bounced like a sword out of a sheath, and he was instinctively ready for battle.

He thought that he had returned to the depths of the misty extremity.

The same is endless, a primitive jungle like the raging sea.

The same colorful, weird shape, and the conventional ecological environment of the earth and other worlds, the settlement of mysterious plants and flora is very different.

The sun is also invisible, but it emits a strange light, like a sky covered with a crystal dome and airtight.

The same fog filled with teeth and claws swallowed the intruder's sight, making it impossible to see the boundaries of the surrounding environment.

But here is even more weird than the Hidden Fog.

Because Meng Chao saw no less than a hundred mountains floating in the mist.

Judging from the number of plants growing on it, the smallest mountain is about ten or twenty meters in diameter. It is more like a huge rock than a mountain.

But above the largest mountain, there are densely densely packed towering trees, several colorful waterfalls crisscrossing, and dozens of mountain peaks undulating, and the shadows cast on the ground are dozens of miles below. It was the entire mountain range, rising up into the sky like an ancient fierce beast that had awakened from hundreds of millions of years of sleep, occupying half of the sky.

These large and small suspended mountains are crushed down like collapsed cliffs.

Together with the roar of the waterfall, it brings an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Rao Meng Chao knew that he was spying on someone's horizon only through the ancient dream saint.

I couldn't help feeling dizzy and breathing hard.

After thinking about it, he immediately guessed where it was.

Turan Sacred Mountain, the place where the big fireball that crossed the stars fell!

The environment here is so weird, it should be when the Turan civilization crossed over, it set off space folds, disturbed the law of gravity, and the aftermath of space chaos has not completely subsided until today, right?

No wonder, whether it is the Holy Light Army three thousand years ago, or the higher orcs of the last three thousand years, it is difficult to pass through this three-dimensional labyrinth and find the real treasure.

Because, in such a place, the space is extremely unstable, and small-scale gaps in space can appear and annihilate at any time. It can change the entire environment in minutes, sending people randomly to other places, or even directly into the rocks!

At this moment, the picture in front of Meng Chao's eyes shook.

It seems that the owner of these "eyes" is turning his head and looking around.

And Meng Chao's sight went from far to near, from the suspended mountains in the distance, back to the jungle in front of him.

At this time, he discovered that the seemingly reckless primitive jungle was littered with huge fragmented mechanical debris.

The design style of these huge machines is completely different from that of the earth machines.

It's more like Meng Chao once seen through the remaining memory cells of the "maternal body" and saw the combination of crystal weapons driven by "ancients" and steam machinery piled up with gears, pipes and bearings on the Taikoo battlefield.

Sophisticated, gorgeous, sacred, and solemn.

It is like the will of the gods and demons, through the soul crystal, is poured into an intricate steam machine.

However, that was a long time ago.

These huge mechanical wrecks, as if in the sacred mountain of Turan, slept for thousands of years.

After thousands of years of wind and rain and spiritual erosion, they have long been integrated with the unpredictable primitive jungle.

Many huge mechanical debris were swallowed by swamps and humus, leaving only the tip of the iceberg exposed to the air.

There are also many huge mechanical debris, covered with a thick blanket of fungus, and even plants dancing with the demons, gradually growing together.

There are even a lot of fragmented debris, no matter the texture of crystal or metal, all peeled off, like fossils shattered by lightning, showing a lifeless grayish white.

No wonder Meng Chao didn't notice their existence at the beginning.

No, it's not right!

Not all huge mechanical wrecks have been "completely dead."

There are still some huge machinery still "alive"!

On the right side of the vision of this pair of "eyes", the jungle is blazing, and hundreds of towering trees that can't be embraced by three or five people are swaying from side to side. The aftermath of psychic energy like a stormy sea has not subsided, but it is visible to the naked eye. Radiation.

Accompanied by the deafening explosion, a large number of huge mechanical debris fell like a flower.

As soon as the burnt red debris fell to the ground, it scorched the surrounding weeds and bushes, emitting strong smoke.

This suffices to show that they had just been shattered to pieces in a fierce battle of thousands of degrees.

Soon, from the raging flames, dozens of metal statues cast into images of tigers and jackals jumped out.

These movable metal statues are still surrounded by flames and covered with shocking wounds. Looking closely along the many wounds, you can even see the white flowered periosteum and **** internal organs.

But they didn't even tremble their little fingers.

Despite the viscous substance on the body that looks like mercury, it slowly flows toward the wound, repairs the damaged body, and re-solidifies into a seamless armor.

As for the blood snaking down along the totem pattern engraved on the armor.

They have long been flew and shattered by their killing intent, and turned into a smoldering blood mist, shrouded in them, making them look stronger and larger than their real bodies.

Meng Chao's heart shuddered.

I can see that these guys are all masters of the tiger and wolf tribes.

Especially the tiger clan powerhouses who dominated the center of the field of vision, each of them looked like tigers standing up by humans. After being enlarged three to five times as a whole, they wore seven or eight layers of heavy armor.

Compared with these tiger clan masters, the team led by "Corrosion Tooth" and hunting down the "Platinum Embrace" is as gentle and cute as a group of "meows" calling kittens, harmless to humans and animals.

However, compared with the last tiger giant who stepped out of the flames, these **** misty, murderous tiger masters looked a bit gentle and even weak.

"Ok, so huge!"

Meng Chao never thought that a strong tiger clan with pure blood could grow stronger than a brutal elephant warrior.

His hands and feet are like four savagely growing logs, and his torso is more like a towering tree rising from the ground.

Rao is the surface of the layered totem armor on his body, growing densely densely with gorgeous runes, forming a mysterious and complicated totem, exuding the brilliance of the best armor.

However, with each pedaling, the slight deformation of the armor still makes one cannot help worrying. Can this high-level totem armor block his muscles and not burst open unscrupulously?