Xuan Ji was startled, the secret path was not good, there was actually another inferior slave bowing to the magic circle in this building!
But... how is that possible
The job of the Alien Control Bureau is "energy monitoring". In the headquarters, I wish there were energy sensors in the cracks of every floor tile. Not to mention anyone else, even Sheng Lingyuan, when he first entered the Alien Control Bureau, he also put the "welcome" The Jinlong was so startled that he almost warned the police.
How could such a large formation, which can call out all the energy monitors to play a symphony, be silently hidden in the headquarters building
But before he could think about it, a strange muffled noise spread along the building, and the whole building seemed to be filled with boiling water, almost bubbling with a "gulp".
"What's the sound?" Wang Ze subconsciously looked up to the sky, "Why is there such a sound of thunder? Which thunderstorm cloud has a stomachache?"
Xiao Zheng murmured, "No...it's not Lei."
Everyone followed his gaze and lowered their heads, only to see that the floor tiles on the terrace were trembling, and the tiny cracks spread in all directions like ice flowers blooming in quick-frozen water—the muffled sound came from under their feet!
In the same building, two inferior slaves of the same origin attracted each other and subtly repelled each other, forming a pair of gravitational sources with astonishing destructive power.
Each fake demon pill has a human life attached to it, swarming from all directions, making the night sky turbid and messy, power outages spread around the West Mountain, and the artificial light that took away the brilliance of the stars and the moon was gradually shrouded in turbidity.
At the same time, huge energy flows up from the roots of the big tree at the bottom of the different control bureau, flows through the building, and rushes straight up!
The apron of the Alien Control Bureau is on the 36th floor. It is a large terrace protruding from the building. Helicopters are parked in the middle, and the outer circle is the runway for passenger planes. This bright suspended airport at least violates a stack of architectural principles, of course it cannot be a pure steel reinforced concrete product - the entire outer circle of the building is superimposed with countless large and small formations, including reinforcement, insulation, invisible and even space folding Yes, they are usually attached to the wall, silently maintaining the operation of the building, as if they do not exist, but at this time, they appear one by one, and collapse one by one, like a circuit board soaked in water, from bottom to top Fried all the way.
After two sentences, the small crack in the ground of the apron expanded rapidly, and the whole building shook.
Everyone on the terrace sprinted for the nearest helicopter.
Xuan Ji turned her head suddenly: "Get on the helicopter! Hurry up!"
With a loud bang, the ground broke apart.
Concrete bricks flew around, blown up all over the sky by the air currents, and all the living things on the tarmac were swept up in the raging smoke. Sheng Lingyuan and his team's magic circle floating on the ground was a hasty achievement, and they were smashed to pieces together with the terrace .
With nothing under their feet, the two moved at the same time.
But because the incident happened suddenly and there was no time to discuss it, it can be said that the two had no tacit understanding—Xuan Ji's first reaction was to scoop up people, and many people on the apron terrace were logistics, and the special ability was equivalent to no, falling from the thirty-sixth floor Go down, there is no way to survive. Sheng Lingyuan's first reaction was to catch the thief and the king, following the breath of another magic circle, he jumped after him.
The two of them were facing inward and the other outward, running in opposite directions. They were originally standing together, but now they separated by accident.
The two turned their heads, looked at each other a few meters away, and said in unison: "What are you doing?"
... It seems that it cannot be said that there is no tacit understanding, but the "silence" is very out of place.
Xuan Ji: "I..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a heart-piercing scream from beside him - he saw that a staff member on the apron was stepping on the wrong ground, and the supporting magic circle suddenly disappeared, and he found himself hanging in the air beside the thirty-sixth floor superior!
Xuan Ji didn't have time to say anything else, she spread her wings and flew over, almost dragging back the person who was thrown into the air, and when she turned her head to look again, the person from Sheng Lingyuan had disappeared.
"Inform all departments to pay attention," Xiao Zheng turned and shouted at the person next to him, "Immediately evacuate the building, those on the lower floors take the emergency escape route, and those on the upper floors—thirty-sixth floors and above, it's too late to go downstairs, everyone gather on the apron ,quick!"
As the formations were destroyed, the entire apron began to collapse, and the planes parked on the outer circle rolled down like dumplings. The planes had no time to wait, so they could only grab one and start flying first. Then throw the ladder in mid-air.
However, the scene was not chaotic.
In the event of a sudden accident, people only panicked for a moment, and then without command, the field staff automatically organized themselves—from the chief dispatcher Xiao Zheng to the frontline personnel, except for the first batch of people who went to rescue the plane, the rest did not move. , standing on the crumbling tarmac.
"Water-type and ice-type people gather here!" Wang Ze roared, "Follow me!"
As he said, he put his hands together in front of his chest and hugged them into a ball. The water vapor in the air began to gather between his palms. The jacket on Wang Ze's arms was torn, exposing his veined arms underneath, and then he poured down suddenly. The compressed water vapor seeped into the cracked ground and was immediately frozen by the ice-type special energy next to it.
Numerous spells of different genres flew out of people's hands. In a very short period of time, these field workers showed their magical powers and made a bunch of "patches" to the collapsed apron. Half of the apron collapsed and hung in the air strangely. .
At this time, all the personnel on duty in the building had been notified and quickly evacuated in an orderly manner. People who evacuated from high places to the 36th floor were automatically divided into two groups—non-combatants quickly passed through, boarded the rescue helicopter, and field workers Then automatically stay and join the others.
The circling helicopter casts a strong light, and lands on the overlapping layers of spells on the terrace, creating a layer of fluorescence. The faint auras from various ethnic groups in ancient times are mixed together. Among them, there are attributes that repel and restrain each other. In ancient times, they were enemies for many generations. , but at this time they melted together in a contradictory and harmonious way, just like the original appearance of a prehistoric place, when the world was not clear and turbid.
Xuan Ji was helping to respond in mid-air, and caught a glimpse of it by accident, and felt a sudden movement in his heart, as if he felt something.
At this time, a pungent rancid smell hit, and a vortex with a diameter of hundreds of meters seemed to float around the building of the Alien Control Bureau, greedily sucking something, the air became sticky, and the smell of blood surged, getting stronger and stronger. People can't help but suspect that they have a nosebleed. The originally muddy sky turned rust-colored, bringing an indescribable sense of oppression. There was a crisp sound like cracking silk in the thunderstorm cloud, as if it was a warning.
"There is one more!" On the terrace, Wang Ze grabbed the back of the neck and the uniform belt of a logistics colleague with both hands, lifted him up and threw him out, and counted the weight, "Director Xuan, go on! One hundred catties!"
The female colleague who usually claimed to be ninety-five cried out the truth: "I am one hundred and one!"
Xuan Ji came back to his senses, caught the man, jumped up suddenly, and stuffed him into the open helicopter door, a shadow flashed across the corner of his eyes - a stone sculpture that was shaken down from upstairs, It slammed its teeth and claws at the helicopter.
Xuan Ji raised her hand to press the helicopter, and pushed it away a few meters amidst the piercing screams, a chain was thrown out, and the stone sculpture was knocked away. The boulder whizzed and rolled down, Xuan Ji looked up, and saw that the normally brightly lit building had long been dark, a bolt of lightning fell, and a shocking big crack on the building directly rushed into the dark clouds, making it impossible to see what was going on above.
This building... can withstand this kind of impact
Leaving aside all kinds of precious materials and files, there are hundreds of staff trapped inside at this time, as well as more deadly things—dangerous goods sealed in the underground, dangerous species in captivity, and special energy killing people in the research institute. Sex weapon, in case the building collapses...
There was a crisp sound in his ear, something cracked, Xuan Ji was shocked, and saw thin branches coming out of the cracks in the building, and the whole wall trembled, as if it was about to burst at any moment—Xiao Levy them still below!
Xuan Ji made a seal with both hands, and a flame-colored spell slapped on the wall in the air.
Something in the wall roared like a beast, and a spider web of cracks appeared on the wall. It turned out that the wall had been eaten away, and only a layer of wall skin remained. The branches inside felt that people outside were not It's so annoying, I immediately want to retract again. With this extension and retraction, the damaged wall suddenly lost its support.
Xuan Ji swooped over, leaving an afterimage of burning clouds in the air: "Quickly get out of the field!"
As soon as the voice fell, the rotted wall was about to shatter, and the top of the apron was about to collapse. Xuan Ji spread her wings, supported a large crumbling steel bar with one shoulder, and threw a handful of coins at the same time. The coins flew out of the chain in all directions, and precisely "bited" the branches, trapping those retracted branches firmly in place, and insisted on supporting the wall.
The vicious magic circle and the wildly growing dead trees finally hooked Tian Jie down, the first lightning fell, and everything was bright.
Wang Ze whistled in his busy schedule: "Awesome!"
Xiao Zheng from the Lightning Department shouted: "Niu, your second uncle! Are you insulated with broken chains?"
Xuan Ji: "..."
The blind student caught Huadian.
As soon as the voice fell, the thunderstorm slammed down. The building's lightning rod and lightning protection system had almost gone on strike due to the damage to the building. It fell on a tree branch and then climbed up the conductive chains. The chains and the stuck vines interfered with each other. It became a bunch of Tesla coils, and instantly pulled out a piece of "purple electric blue frost" effect.
For a while, I didn't know whether the surname Xuan was helping the world or adding fuel to the fire.
"It's so fucking spectacular!" Wang Ze praised "optimistically", "If it weren't for dying, I would have to take a picture, and I would definitely dominate the circle of friends... So how do we get there?"
Director Xiao finally broke his throat: "What rubbish skills do you have!"
"Uh... I'm sorry." At this time, the collapsed wall pushed Xuan Ji down again, and he almost didn't come up in one breath: "Old Xiao, aren't you from the lightning department! Think of a way!"
Xiao Zheng: "Look at my head, is your unreasonable request human?"
If the lightning-type himself could insulate, he is a handsome guy with a refined and ascetic style, and now he is still naked
Suddenly, a somewhat faint voice interjected between the thunder: "Yes... ahem... is there any metal substance? I need enough..."
Wang Ze turned around and found that it was Yan Qiushan who made the sound.
The elevator had stopped long ago, and the only emergency access was steep stairs. Dui Yan, a man on crutches who was out of breath, didn't know how to climb up.
Wang Ze: "What are you doing here? You..."
Yan Qiushan waved his hand, and interrupted him weakly but unquestionably: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Yes," Xuan Ji moved his shoulders with difficulty, freed up a hand, and threw a handful of coins at him, "Is it enough?"
An experienced old field worker like Yan Qiushan, although he can't get out of the line of fire with minor injuries, he will not rush forward when he is still a drag on crutches. At this time, the headquarters building was knocked to pieces by the demon tree in the formation of the inferior slave, and many entrances and exits collapsed. How did he, a cripple on crutches, find a safe passage and arrive in time
Xuan Ji frowned, thinking that Yan Qiushan and Zhichun must have met their Majesty.
Sheng Lingyuan would not send a wounded person and macaroni over to "help", pointing them up must be because he knew that Xuan Ji was here and thought it was safe up there, so he let the wounded come here to take refuge.
So... What's going on in the building now that Sheng Lingyuan thinks it's safer to jump down from the 36th floor than to be inside
After a few thoughts, Xuanji's coins flew to the trapped field staff with flames, and when they fell into Yan Qiushan's hands, the coins had already stuck together. Yan Qiushan reached out and found those coins It can be deformed at will, and with his light touch, it turns into a metal film.
Xuan Ji knew what he wanted the metal for.
Yan Qiushan glanced in surprise at Xuan Ji, who was holding the opening for them from a distance, and Zhichun on his shoulder also let out a soft "Hey"—as the special abilities of sword spirit and metal system, the two of them simultaneously felt those rough-made games. There is an ancient and heavy killing spirit on the coin.
Wang Ze wondered: "I said, where did you get so many coins? Does your family have a mine?"
But it was too late to elaborate, the building began to "creak".
Yan Qiushan, "Come here, hurry up!"
The metal film formed by the coin stretched and stretched in Yan Qiushan's hands, enveloping everyone and a floor tile under their feet, and then closed the four sides to form a sphere, blocking sight.
Wang Ze was dumbfounded: "What kind of operation is this?"
After the voice fell, Xuan Ji freed his hand and made a gesture of pulling it out. The metal ball was originally a part of him, and was attracted by him hanging in the air, and plunged into the electric light.
Wang Ze let out a groan, and the sound waves were not wasted at all, and they all poured into Director Xiao's ears: "So the meaning of this thing is to make us blindfolded before we die? You are too humanitarian!"
Ever since Xiao Zheng lost his hair protection, he especially couldn't stand the noise. His brains almost knocked out of his earholes: "The metal ball is an equipotential body, and the electricity in the equipotential body won't kill you. What were you doing in middle school!"
"Read fantasy novels to improve your professional level!" Wang Zehao said, "I don't know that when I grow up, I can avoid the college entrance examination but not the lightning strike!"
A Jiao Lei interrupted Wang Ze's words, and the metal ball rolled into the power grid. The thin metal film blocked the line of sight, but not the sound. The field workers who performed their duties perfectly after the break ended as heroes, and turned back into mortal bodies again. Shouting in unison with the same voice as Jiao Leibi.
The next moment, the metal ball seemed to be shattered by their shouts, and the bloody night wind suddenly rushed in. The field staff hoisted three hundred meters, looked at each other, and found that they had passed through the power grid alive!
Before Wang Ze felt that science and technology are the primary productive forces, he felt that something was wrong with his feet—he glanced down and found that they had left the building and were hanging in the air outside the thirty-sixth floor!
"Wait," Xiao Zheng was the first to come back to his senses, "Don't scream, we didn't fall!"
Someone under the feet said: "Don't... move around!"
Only then did the field staff realize that the stone bricks under their feet were supported by Xuan Ji's spread wings.
Wang Ze glanced down in fear: "Director Xuan, what is your maximum load?"
Xuan Ji squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "I am not an elevator, thank you!"
At this time, the sound of propellers sounded, and several helicopters returned back at the risk of being struck by lightning.
Xuan Ji: "Get ready!"
The field workers who stayed behind were of course the elite among the elite, and they climbed up the ladder quickly and orderly at the moment Xuan Ji intersected with the helicopter ladder.
Just as Xiao Zheng and Wang Ze were pulling Yan Qiushan up and holding the ladder, a flash of lightning flashed like a steel knife. Except for a few hairless comrades, everyone's hair stood on end. Xuan Ji and the helicopter simultaneously Dodging in two directions, Lei Kankan hit the falling stone slab and Yan Qiushan's crutch.
Someone yelled amidst the echoing noise: "The building is about to collapse!"
Something cracked, and a huge shadow passed over their heads. Above the thirty-sixth floor, the General Administration Building, which had crossed the limit, collapsed from the wound like a broken pencil. The top of the precarious top has become a piece of scorched black, and it is still covered with ice!
The helicopter flew out desperately, and the field staff hanging outside couldn't open their eyes, so they could only hold on to the ladder desperately. Zhichun, who was tightly guarded by Yan Qiushan, suddenly said: "Director Xuan, wait... what is he going to do?" ?”
Yan Qiushan opened his eyes with difficulty—seeing Xuan Ji flying towards the half-broken building as if desperate to die!
"That's not right." Sheng Lingyuan walked through the emergency passage like a shadow, and the gravel and gravel kept falling, all of which were bounced off by the black mist around him.
Not only did the energy monitoring in the building of the Alien Control Bureau fail, even he himself didn't feel it—how did a giant like You Nugong lie under his nose
And that weird dead tree.
The entire building of the Alien Control Bureau was built with that big tree as its root. Its origin is unknown, whether it was planted artificially or grown by itself. It is marked on the surrounding protection fence that it is the largest existing plant. Because it is too tall, there were many It was struck by lightning for the first time, and the climate in Yong'an was dry, and thunderstorms could easily cause fires, but for some reason, the surrounding hills were burned for several rounds by the lightning-triggered ground fire, and only this tree survived. The ancients were superstitious and believed that this tree had divinity, and once built a temple for it.
Over the years, the tree had already withered and died. Sheng Lingyuan had come and gone several times before, but he didn't feel any vitality from the tree. At this time, it grew strangely and crazily, and the tiny green leaves covered the dead wood, and the refreshing fragrance of plants and trees scattered around, and the energy sensor in the building, which had been deaf and dumb for a long time, began to scream wildly.
The tree continued to expand, and wherever it swept, decorative green plants and flowers were scattered everywhere.
As soon as other plants touch the swollen branches, they will immediately be sucked into a handful of withered grass, and at the same time, how can similar branches grow on the swollen branches.
Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand and knocked away a branch that was sweeping towards his face, and saw four kinds of flowers of camellia, jasmine, anthurium and clivia bloomed strangely on the same branch, colliding with the black mist in his palm in colorful colors, The fresh and tender flowers turned into a wisp of green smoke, and flew away with a demonic aura—Sheng Lingyuan teleported to the hall on the first floor amidst the green smoke.
The hall, where tens of thousands of people entered and exited without appearing crowded, was in a mess at this time, filled with terrifying tree roots, and there was almost no place to stay.
At the same time, he heard a familiar low laugh.
"Your Majesty the Emperor," the voice echoed in the precarious building, "It's been a long time."
For a moment, Sheng Lingyuan felt that the blood all over his body was frozen.
That was the voice he had heard at the end of the blood-stained demon king's palace three thousand years ago,
Do not…
Absolutely impossible.
"I haven't seen you for many years, and the stars have changed. How majestic and graceful is His Majesty the Emperor who raised his arms and called the world to respond? The various tribes of the human race, the humanoid race... oh yes, and the monster race that eats inside and outside, all of them are yours. It’s Shanhu Long live’s running dog.” The voice said faintly, “Right now, you’re just as down and out as I am... Tsk, Sheng Xiao, the crowds are holding you up high, just for the sake of falling hard one day, Did you fall in Chiyuan, did it hurt?"
The voice came from all directions, one word to the other, the voice to the west, the voice was like a person, but the direction of each word was not uniform, and it seemed to be talking in a hurry.
In the building, all kinds of sirens were blaring wildly, people's voices were chaotic, thunder was accompanied by the tearing sound of the collapse point... all the noises were interference, Sheng Lingyuan bit the tip of his tongue lightly, forcibly settled his turbulent mind, and focused on his ears , tracking the breath of the other party.
A white shadow flashed past him quickly. At first glance, the laser pointer of the white image was randomly sweeping on the wall, and the course of action was chaotic. he.
But Sheng Lingyuan had an intuition that the other party was not running around, a faint wind passed by his temples, and he felt the faint breath around him,
During the action, the white shadow seemed to be quietly drawing the shape of a formation, which was very subtle and familiar.
Formation
What array
Sheng Lingyuan asked calmly, "What are you?"
Bai Ying said with a smile: "You have been buried under the lava for three thousand years, are you old and confused? You don't even recognize your old friends."
Sheng Lingyuan frowned slightly while chasing the traces left behind: "This is really weird. I have been alone for three thousand years, but recently I have a lot of old friends for no reason. Random cats and dogs come to marry me …”
"Why," he said, a black air flew out of his palm unexpectedly, "Are you here to ask for the New Year's money?"
But the white shadow was too fast, the black air didn't enter the wall, missed the target, and knocked down the non-load-bearing wall instead.
"Gouyue Tower has been separated for three thousand years," Bai Ying sighed, "Your Majesty, do you really not remember? Then you should take a good look."
The word "Gouyue Tower" made Sheng Lingyuan's eyes twitch. Before he could think about it, he instinctively teleported to ten meters away. Countless swords were transformed into countless swords, rolled out like a meat grinder, and passed in front of him with a "woo", almost cutting off a strand of Sheng Lingyuan's floating long hair, and then disappeared out of thin air.
A thick tree root broke through the floor tiles and lifted Sheng Lingyuan high from the ground into the air. The tree root was actually covered with leaves and flowers!
Those strange flowers and leaves fell off automatically when they encountered the air, and they shot at Sheng Lingyuan like a thousand arrows. A thick black mist surged around Sheng Lingyuan, blocking those flowers and leaves from him perfectly.
But a strange thing happened. Those flowers and leaves were like the shadow men in Qingping Town. Not only were they not afraid of his demonic energy, but they took the black mist as nourishment and swallowed it in big mouthfuls. The raised roots let out a sigh. crooned, soaring several feet.
Sheng Lingyuan frowned. At this moment, he saw the formation on the ground clearly, and he was stunned, and the long memory came back quickly——
That is…
Three thousand years ago, before the human army entered the demon king's palace, it was the last battle.
At the beginning of the melee in Kyushu, after the demon king broke through the abyss, he headed north all the way, and the world became a demon realm. The new demon capital was named "Holy City" at that time - it is now about 150 kilometers south of Yong'an. The place in the city-there is the "Flying Temple" in the city, which is the Palace of the Demon King.
Different from the human race's vast and stable palace style, more than 90% of the demon king's palace is covered with dense forests, with 360 square formations overlapping each other, surrounded by a tall building in the middle. The eaves of the tower are sharp and curled up. Looking from outside the formation on a moonlit night, the crescent moon is first connected with the eaves teeth, so it is also called "Gouyue Tower".
The crowds outside the Gouyue Tower were murderous every step of the way, and every step forward of the human army would cost countless lives, but the people at that time were like unconscious insects and ants, not afraid of life and death, only knowing wave after wave Rush up.
Like crazy.
Everyone was dominated by that terrible passion, including Sheng Lingyuan himself.
Three days after the battle outside the Gouyue Tower, one hundred thousand people died. In such a big holy city, the corpses could not be lined up, and the corpses were stacked on top of each other. Within a hundred miles around the city, even the birds did not dare to land, and the lingering death aura was attached to the Heavenly Demon Sword, pointing at the final enemy.
A sword is like a puppet, and the sword bearer is also a puppet.
It is unbearable to look back on the past twenty years, from the emperor to the pawn, no one knows how he survived.
It took three full days for the human army to tear through the formations outside the Gouyue Tower, and to meet hand-to-hand with the monster guards who were finally resisting.
Sheng Lingyuan remembered that the demon king himself was wearing a crown, standing at the end of the high platform on the bluestone slab, with an empty surrounding, and he looked a little lonely.
The demon king's four-faced monster body is crazy and preposterous, upside down in a ridiculously terrifying way, but his human body is unexpectedly delicate.
His face was pale, with a gentle and sick look, he was neither vicious nor glamorous like the other big monsters, his eyes were gray, like fog, he looked lifeless, and seemed a little bored.
That was the first time Sheng Lingyuan saw the Demon King. When he met those misty eyes, the boiling blood in his brain suddenly went cold. He felt terrified.
Sheng Lingyuan still remembers the last moment outside Gouyue Tower.
When people fall into that formation, it seems as if they have fallen into an infinite world, where countless innate spiritual beings appear—the boundless Kun and Peng, the flying dragon with beard and fury, the 梼杌 with human face and tiger body, and the dragon clan who are overturning clouds and rain... They are all captured by it. The true spirits devoured by the demon king are dead, and their anger and their respective magic powers still remain in the formation for the demon king to use.
That formation is called "Return to the Formation", and the leader of the formation is the Demon King himself.
He is the only one in the world who can do it, because others don't have such a big appetite!
"You're thinking, I'm dead." Gui said softly, "But if you make up your mind and don't want to admit it, even if I stand in front of you and show you every inch, you will say , it's just a cover-up. Because you dare not..."
"Oh," the black mist in Sheng Lingyuan's hand condensed into a long sword, his voice became softer, but the smile on his face disappeared, "Don't dare to do anything?"
"You don't dare to admit it, I will be revived." Gui Yi said in a voice, "I know you recognized this formation, your human race has always been the best in magic formations and spells-but you just shut your eyes and listen .”
Gui sucked in the heavenly demon energy from Sheng Lingyuan's body for a while, and at the same time, quickly climbed up from the bottom of the Different Control Bureau building, and the bottom could not be seen from above.
When Xuan Ji came down, she found that the golden dragon had climbed to the eleventh floor like a gecko, lying there dying. The thick and familiar smell of blood made his eyebrows twitch, and he couldn't see anything underneath.
He followed the connection of "Mountain Alliance and Sea Oath", jumped down and slammed into the formation, just in time to hear such a sentence.
"Three thousand years ago, you were surrounded by crowds and rushed up to the Gouyue Tower."
"Climbed to the top, but lost the Heavenly Demon Sword."
"Thousands of days and nights after that, you have been thinking in your heart that it would be fine to leave the century-old foundation of the human race and run away. Even if the human race is dead, what does it have to do with you... right?"
"Heh... You dare not think back, dare not look carefully. You are afraid that your whole life will be a futile joke."
I'm back, I'm so sorry