At the moment when Taoist Youran whizzed away, Feng Qiuran's face turned pale, but he gritted his teeth. When the surrounding Weiyang tribe and the enslaved Taoist monks rushed towards him, he backed up violently, biting the tip of his tongue while making hand gestures and spitting out A mouthful of life's blood.
This blood formed a cloud of blood mist, which rushed towards the oncoming Weiyang tribe and the monks enslaved by the Taoist Palace. The moment it formed a barrier, Feng Qiuran raised his right hand with a quick breath and grabbed it from the air, shattering Wang Baole's clone and leaving behind He grabbed the storage bracelet directly. If it were any other time, Taoist Youran would not forget this storage bracelet.
But just now he was so anxious that he naturally ignored a lot of it.
After getting the storage bracelet, Feng Qiuran suddenly retreated without any hesitation. However, although this second world was big, her heart was filled with despair and misery. She didn't know where to go or how to resolve this crisis.
Looking back, the figures of the Weiyang tribe overlapped tragically with the scenes on the ancient bronze sword in her memory, and those familiar Taoist monks who had been enslaved and lost themselves made her feel bitter. A feeling of sinner.
"All this... is because I entered this battleship. I have already guessed that it is very likely to be a trap..." Feng Qiuran smiled sadly. At this moment, she admitted that she was indeed not a suitable leader. She knew more about her character. More emotional than rational.
"Taoist Youran!!" Feng Qiuran had a cold look in his eyes. He wanted to bring order to the chaos and reverse everything, but he was unable to do anything. Especially when she saw the chasing figures behind her, including the Queen of Destruction, she felt even more bitter.
"There is still hope!!" In this bitterness, Feng Qiuran had to strengthen herself. She thought that the power of interfering with teleportation in this world had been weakened by unknown reasons, and Taoist Youran's strong reaction just now, all of which made her see There is some hope, even if it is very slim.
At the same time, while Feng Qiuran was galloping here, Zhao Yameng was hiding in a mountain in another area. She tried her best to use all the formations she could condense to hide her figure. Holding the teleportation talisman, adjusting his breathing, with firmness and determination in his eyes, he waited for the opportunity to come.
She is worried about Wang Baole, but she understands that with her own cultivation, staying here will not only be useless, but will distract Wang Baole. At the same time, she understands that it is her mission to inform the Federation of everything here!
"Baole..." While muttering, Zhao Yameng sighed softly, closed her eyes, and waited silently.
At the same time, in this second layer of the world, Feng Qiuran is not the only battlefield. In fact, most of the monks of Feng Qiuran's lineage have died due to various reasons after entering this second layer and were separated, and some were sealed. , after all, the Weiyang tribe on this battleship is not just Youran.
This trap and hunting designed by the Weiyang tribe actually started as early as the moment everyone entered. At this moment, such as Chilin and others, some were trapped, and some were sacrificed to flesh and blood.
As for the pill-forming monks, most of them died. It was obvious to them that the danger here was too great for them to fight against. However, there were still some who were similar to Zhao Yameng and hid after feeling something bad.
This is what Kong Dao is like. He is good at sneak attacks and is naturally good at concealment. Although this battleship is in danger every step of the way, he was still in the ancient martial arts realm at the beginning. Being able to survive in the wilderness of Mars is naturally unique.
At this moment, although he is also on the second level of the world, he is not on the ground. Instead, he has found a cave. There is no golden lake in this cave, and it is naturally not where Wang Baole is, but there are some escapes. Although many of the cabin-like objects are damaged, some still seem to be usable.
Really unable to find a way out, he gritted his teeth and hid in an escape cabin to avoid pursuit.
When everyone was escaping, a loud roaring sound was heard above the third-level cave where the Death Path Armor was. As the sound spread in all directions, in the golden lake, Wang Baole, who had become a big fat man, was covered with flesh. He was trembling, but his eyes showed madness, and the seeds in his body were running rapidly.
"Hurry up!!" Wang Baole screamed in his heart, extremely anxious. The aura inside the Weiyang clan's battle suit was really amazing. Even though it was shared with the Devouring Seed and absorbed by its native scabbard, the aura of the suit was still astonishing. , and Wang Baole’s cultivation of the Great Perfection of Dan Jie cannot absorb too much. The most important thing is that in the current crisis, he has no time to attack his cultivation and try to break through. After all, to break through the Nascent Soul through Dan Jie, he needs to retreat without being disturbed. Only then can you finally succeed.
On the other hand, the farther back the spiritual energy in this death suit is, the slower it is to be absorbed.
The repulsive power emanating from it always interferes with and prevents it from being absorbed. This can be seen as the instinctive protection of the suit. Therefore, even if Wang Baole's Seed Devourer operates to the extreme, it will be difficult to improve the absorption efficiency too much. .
Seeing this, Wang Baole immediately made a gesture anxiously. Suddenly, overlapping shadows appeared on his body, and another lightning clone instantly walked out and rushed toward the cicada chrysalis above.
At the same time, Wang Baole's Zhuduo Emperor Armor also transformed. It was astonishing that after his own body's absorption had reached the extreme, he replaced it with the power of the Zhuduo Emperor Armor to absorb it again!
The Zhuduo Imperial Armor is like another body of Wang Baole, especially the power of Zhuduo combined with the Seed Devouring. Although the speed cannot be increased much, it can maintain a balance, allowing a large amount of spiritual energy to continuously flow into the Imperial Armor. And this imperial armor also emits an increasingly bright light that can be seen with the naked eye.
If he continues to suck it and gives Wang Baole some time, it doesn't take too much, even for an hour, the interference power here will decrease to a greater extent. Wang Baole doesn't know whether it can meet the transmission requirements, but he understands that as long as he Absorb more and weaken the power of interference here, the greater the possibility of Zhao Yameng's success!
It's just that... the decline of the battleship's own strength has aroused the horror of Taoist Youran. At this moment, he was so fast that he directly blasted away the soil all the way. After Wang Baole's Zhu Duo Emperor Armor absorbed less than twenty breaths, this ground The rock wall on the first floor of the cave collapsed and exploded!
As a large amount of gravel and soil splashed around, Taoist Youran rushed out with an angry figure. After entering the cave, he instantly saw the golden lake next to the Death Path battle suit that he cherished to the extreme. Wang Baole's huge figure under the Emperor Zhuduo's armor!
I also saw that the Death Path battle suit was obviously a lot duller, and the skin looked a little wrinkled, especially one arm with only a layer of skin left. While it was drooping there, Wang Baole, who was under the Emperor Zhuduo armor, was still there. Crazy absorbing the spiritual energy in the suit.
This scene immediately made Taoist Youran go crazy. In fact, all his calculations, whether it was to attract the Taoist monks or enslave them, were all to complete the sacrifice at the minimum cost. After all, although his cultivation was God, and there are also some Weiyang clan men in the battleship.
However, neither he nor the other Weiyang clan members have recovered from their injuries. A battle is okay, but it cannot last long. At the same time, the battleship lacks the conditions to integrate with the suit, and it is difficult to exert its true power.
As for Taoist palace, whether it was its own formation or Mie Huizi and Feng Qiuran, Taoist Youran didn't have much confidence. Most importantly, he didn't want to pay a heavy price in exchange for all this.
That's why this trap was created. His plan was to enslave first, and then use sacrifices to the living at any time as motivation, so that he could be integrated into the suit for a short time at any time.
In this way, he can drive the Death Path Battleship to the maximum extent, enter the Federation, and continue to sacrifice until the entire Federation is sacrificed. Then he can truly integrate with the Death Path Battleship!
Now, his plan is going smoothly, but the Death Path Armor, which is the source of his plan, has been absorbed by so many people. This is simply more heart-breaking and maddening than cutting off flesh!
"Damn it, how did he get in!!" Taoist Youran's eyes turned red instantly, his scalp was about to explode, and he roared angrily.
"Wang Baole!!"
(End of chapter)