Chapter 82: The Melee Begins
The majestic sound of mechanical operation spread in the environment. The mecha monks who entered the South China Ancient Territory were indeed different from those elsewhere; their mechas were all replaced with dark outer armor, and the core was not exposed.
Instead, it was completely wrapped.
The advantage of this is that the enemy cannot directly touch the core, and accordingly, it cannot use the core to create powerful laser rays; at this point, it can be said that mechas in the two fields have taken two completely different paths.
"Belonging to the Black Gold Collar! March towards the ancient wilderness!"
"boom!"
Behind these mechas, a large number of jets suddenly appeared. They were advancing with thick mechas, and the space in the South China Ancient Territory began to distort slightly.
Ling felt this deeply outside the ancient forest. These auras were indeed more oppressive than the monks in the ancient areas of South China. She sat by the lake thoughtfully, then she stood up, waved her hand, and the lake
A loud roar resounded throughout the world.
This huge roar was felt even by Haotian who was far away in the center of the ancient wasteland. His expression changed slightly. Could it be that there was something wrong with Ling?
The strange thing is that many monks also looked towards the giant roar, but then turned back and continued to do their own business. One monk smiled and said: "Even the monsters in the forest outside the city knew that a decisive battle was about to begin here."
In the lost forest, Ling saw Ling leaping onto a huge dragon. The dragon roared loudly. If you look closely, you will find that the dragon's body is actually just a layer of mist.
He opened his huge wings, with a wingspan of a hundred meters long. Every swing was a devastating blow to the surrounding environment. She stroked the violent dragon.
Said: "Don't worry, don't worry, I will be with you."
Ling lowered her head and thought carefully. The memory of being locked in a petri dish emerged, and a painful expression appeared. Those memories made her gradually become violent.
The lake that was originally full of life turned into a sea of blood in an instant. Everything seemed to be out of control. She widened her eyes and said: "So that's it..."
"I didn't expect that they would actually plot against the human race in this era, the old era..."
The entire lake, with Ling as the core, turned into a blood pool, and the red color enveloped everything. The dragon that was originally atomized also turned into a dragon bone at this time.
Ling wanted to resist, but she couldn't do it. The body of this deity had been completely corroded, and all those ancient memories flowed into Ling's mind.
This made her even more miserable. On the one hand, this era was still the era of the human race, but it was not her own era. To a certain extent, it was the era of Haotian.
However, after the Battle of Sikun, Haotian's cultivation in the new era was completely destroyed;
"I see, is this what you want to do?"
In those memories, countless human beings surrounded him, and they actually watched him being put into a petri dish. Someone said: "Princess, just sleep first."
They clasped their hands together and knelt on the ground. The girl in their memory struggled feebly, and finally her consciousness slowly dissipated. Dozens of pipes appeared behind her at some point.
As the tube is inserted, consciousness gradually falls asleep.
Under the gaze of a group of worshipers, the petri dish gradually sank to the bottom of the lake. They cheered. After a while, in Ling's memory, these people turned to sadness.
"What are they grieving about!"
Anger filled her head, and her anger gradually burned in the lake. The blood spread beyond the lake and began to stain the earth red.
Other monks would pay more attention to this place when passing by, but the signal sent by Ancient Wasteland was too strong, and no monks had time to go and check it out.
Qingmu reported the name of his team at this time, that is, Haotian, Li Tianfang and himself. This made the monks of the Hao family look extremely ugly. They originally thought that Haotian would not join any team even if he acted alone. After all,
In their eyes, Haotian is simply a person.
Even if he has friends, he will not offend the Hao family for his sake;
When they saw Haotian appear, almost immediately bearing the infamy of everyone, Hao Bo sighed, that's it, after all, the interests of the family must come first.
Any individual must serve the interests of the family and even the human race. Seeing Haotian walking in front of the family, he said: "Haotian, don't forget that you are still a human race."
After saying this, Hao Bo's body looked even older, and not far away, the Great Elder looked at Haotian as well. Then Haotian and his party got the list of the team.
Their serial numbers had already reached hundreds. When they raised their hands, they saw that Haotian's numbers were 101, Li Tianfang's 102, and Qingmu's 103.
Then the system of the ancient wasteland city issued a final notice to all the monks staying here: From now on, the exit of the ancient wasteland will be closed, and you can only enter!
After that, a huge map appeared, and the territory of Ancient Wasteland was slowly divided. Ancient Wasteland City was only a small part of Ancient Wasteland Territory, but at this moment, hundreds of thousands of monks gathered here.
In Haotian's own words, the energy contained in these mecha monks is too huge and has begun to cause distortion of time and space. In the center of the big screen, monks from other fields have appeared on the Ancient Wilderness Territory.
All the monks in the South China Ancient Territory held their breath as dark clouds pressed down on the city, especially those mechas made of black metal, which were full of oppression.
Soon these monks fell directly from the sky. At this time, the head of the Hao family, the great elder, stepped forward and snapped his fingers. The tall buildings in the entire ancient desert city began to sink. At this time, Hao Tiancai discovered that the scale of the ancient wilderness at this time was actually about the same.
Marked by Qingtian City.
In other words, the current Ancient Wasteland is also a city built for mechas. The Hao family is indeed the largest family in the Ancient Wasteland, and the Xue Family Yunji Chamber of Commerce also contributes to this.
Then Haotian and his party received their mission objectives.
"Seize the tokens of monks from other territories!"
Haotian looked at the other two, and it seemed that it was indeed a battle to raise gu, and the corresponding enemies of his group must be No. 101-103.
Sure enough, after the three of them searched for a while, the other party appeared in front of them. It can be said that four unrelated people were about to engage in a battle.
And what can be predicted is that it will be extremely tragic.
The senior officials of Ancient Wilderness also came here at this time. Li Xia, Su Lengshuang, Hao Bo, and Xue Yu, the head of the Yunji Chamber of Commerce, were all watching the battle, and the first battle turned out to be about Haotian and his party.
Su Lengshuang looked at the screen with some interest, and saw Qingmu taking the lead in launching the attack. Her mecha appeared light pink, and the energy of the mecha was actually very powerful.
As a mecha expert, Li Xia saw it at a glance and said: "This person seems to be called Qing Mu."
It is clearly a level five mecha, but its core energy is close to that of a level six Tianzun-level mecha. The most important thing is that her mecha can still withstand such energy.
"It's not simple." And Haotian's enemies are naturally not ordinary people. These mechas are not the army of black and gold mechas on the screen, but someone else.
"Who is here?" Haotian stood up, but the group of people laughed and said: "We don't communicate with people without mechas, you are not worthy, you know?"
"hehe!"
Haotian sneered, and in the next second, Li Tianfang and Qing Mu's mechas appeared behind them, before they could summon the large mechas.
He had already suffered a heavy blow from Li Tianfang's mecha, and his original arrogant and domineering expression was no longer there. Haotian smiled at this time and said: "It seems that there is no need to understand. After all, a hot chicken is a hot chicken, and it's not worth it."
Qingmu signaled to Haotian at this time and said: "Brother Haotian, we can go."
The latter was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said with a smile: "That's right, we don't need to clean up the hot chicken."
Looking at the three people walking away, they were looking for their tokens. Unexpectedly, they had been taken away by some people from Haotian, and they didn't know when!
"The difference in strength is too big." Su Lengshuang shook her head. The monk from the Blue North Territory was still as arrogant as ever, with no progress at all.
Maybe it has something to do with the environment they are in, but Li Tianfang and Qing Mu are obviously stronger than them.
Seeing that the battle in Haotian ended so quickly, Su Lenshuang also became bored. None of the current battles really concerned her.
Li Xia explained to her at this time and said: "There are many forces participating in this battle, but they can be roughly divided into ten forces."
"The first one is our ancient South China region."
"The second is the black gold field."
"Blue Northern Territory."
"Northern Ming Ancient Territory."
"Eastern Territory."
"Ancient Northwest Territory."
"The Land of the West."
"The ancient domain of Zhongzhou."
"Region of the Western Sea."
"Angel collar."
After Li Xia finished counting these fields, Su Lengshuang still shook his head. Among these fields, the angel leader did not need to worry. They were mostly just there for a formality.
The most threatening ones are the black gold collar and the blue collar; the strength gap between the other fields and the South China Ancient Territory is too big, even if there are a few leaders, but under the siege of hundreds of thousands of monks from the South China Ancient Territory, that is
Hard to resist.
The most obvious feature of the South China Ancient Territory is that after reaching high levels, monks will not enter mecha battles, but learn to control mechas. The monks themselves travel outside of battles and are also a kind of combat power in themselves.
"Black Gold Realm, how many monks have come this time?" Hao Bo asked Li Xia.
The latter said: "Returning to the seniors, this time, the Black Gold Domain has reported to us more than 5,000 monks."
"Five thousand...what a big statement..." Hao Bo sneered. The Hao family might have been afraid before, but now there is an extremely huge variable, that is Haotian.
I originally thought that Haotian could be obedient, but now it seems that he is not a thing in the pond, but is destined to spread his wings and fly high. Maybe losing his cultivation is also an excellent thing for him.
Chapter completed!