"E-class protective clothing?" Professor Luo was stunned and woke up from a dream. "Yes, I have D-class protective clothing here, wait." As he said that, he hurriedly went through the boxes and cabinets. After a while, he took out two sets of D-class protective clothing.
Sun Yan raised his eyebrows: "It's still a D-class protective suit. You old man hides a lot of good things!"
While speaking, Sun Yan quickly changed into D-level protective clothing, smiled, revealing his snow-white teeth: "Professor Luo, if you have to pay me for the fortress, the design drawing of the "Yongdong Yuan Energy Core" will be exempted. When I bring Sister Mo Ling back, this set of D-level protective clothing and all the fine wines you have collected will belong to me!"
As he said that, a light breeze surrounds his body, and the boy's body flashes and has disappeared in the surveillance room, leaving Professor Luo alone, standing there in a daze.
Stepping on the [Hurricane Step], the breeze surrounds the body, Sun Yan quietly rushed outside the house without stopping, following the edge of the underground camp, and quietly rushing into the passage, like a wisp of light smoke, and his body flashed and disappeared.
The wind was howling in my ears, and the scenery on both sides of the passage continued to retreat, but Sun Yan's mood became more and more peaceful, as if the sky was clear, blue as if it was washed away.
In contrast to his mirror-like mood, his blood gradually became hot and his chest became slightly hot. In the Cleaner Camp for a week, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Sun Yan had not practiced for 7 days. Now, facing the unknown danger that is about to come, he felt a little excited.
After a moment, the exit of the passage was faintly looking at. Sun Yan accelerated his pace, and the breeze surrounding him swayed intensified his rotation, lifting his whole body up and sweeping over him lightly.
Suddenly, a snow-white silver light reflected into the field of vision. This was the light of the white silver spots. Sun Yan had already narrowed his eyes and quickly adapted to the terrifying light.
If there is no protective clothing below E level, the light from the white-roasted silver spots can directly ignite it and burn the human body to fly ashes in the blink of an eye. It is said that after the warrior breaks through to the seventh level of martial arts realm, the organs, blood vessels, muscles, muscles, and bones of the body will undergo evolutionary changes, allowing them to resist the invasion of various rays in the universe.
As for what level of warriors in this white-roasted silver spot, it is unknown.
Walking [Hurricane Step], Sun Yan rushed to the edge of the exit of the passage in a blink of an eye. He hid his body against the rock wall, used his eyes to bet forward.
In front, about 4,000 meters away from the entrance of the cave, the lighthouse in the Cleaner Camp stands there. The whole world is covered with silver and white, and you can vaguely see a group of black shadows hovering in the air. In a moment, a black shadow swooped down and hit the tower of the lighthouse, causing the lighthouse to shatter.
Bang bang bang..., waves of impact sounds came faintly, not because the intensity of the impact was very slight. However, under the white and silver spots, even the transmission speed of the sound had slowed down to a certain extent.
Sticking to the rock wall, Sun Yan silently observed for 30 seconds. He was estimating the number of these [Four-winged Iron Feather Vultures] and the flight speed of these ferocious beasts.
"The number of more than 60 heads is more than 60 heads, and the dive speed is comparable to that of a level 6 warrior running with all his might. It's quite troublesome!"
Sun Yan frowned, and under the lens mask of the protective suit, his face became solemn. The situation is quite difficult now. Facing a group of [Four-winged Iron Feather Vultures] with more than 50 heads, it is definitely invincible.
A level 6-level beast is much more terrifying than a level 6-level warrior, especially a vulture beast. It is fearless and chasing it relentlessly when catching prey. It is quite difficult to deal with. In the red alert area of Baizhuxing, Sun Yan accidentally slipped into the nest of a vulture beast and stole two bird eggs to cook. He was greedy for a moment, but he stabbed the hornet's nest. After eating the bird eggs, the smell on his body did not dissipate for two days. After that, Sun Yan was chased by a group of vulture beasts for two days and two nights. Now he still feels scared when he thinks about it.
The [Four-winged Iron Feather Vulture] hovering in the air at this moment must be even more terrifying than the strange beasts on the White Prison Star. It made Sun Yan fight such a group of strange beasts alone, and under the illumination of white and silver spots, it was even more dangerous than walking on a tightrope on a cliff.
With Sun Yan's personality, he might really try it out in normal times. However, the top priority now is to rescue Mo Ling, and how to safely rescue people and bring them back into the cave is the most urgent task.
Watching silently, after a long time, Sun Yan took a deep breath, and the cyclone surrounding him slowly dissipated, and his entire presence gradually became thinner until he could not feel his breath at all.
If you don’t see the boy with your naked eyes, even if others stand face to face, they will not be able to detect Sun Yan’s existence.
Holding breath to converge the essence, this technique can generally be mastered by only level 8 martial artists. The cultivation level reaches the level 8 martial arts realm, the meridians, the internal organs, the skin, flesh, muscles and bones are all integrated with the inner element. Therefore, the Yuanli can communicate naturally, allowing the warrior to show all kinds of incredible abilities.
As for Sun Yan's ability to master this technique in the fourth level of martial arts realm, it was because of practicing the [Qingtian Pillar Purpose]. Since practicing this technique, the inner energy in his body has become more smooth and freely. His understanding of the four true meanings of martial arts is also getting more and more diligent.
Constrained his energy in his body, and when Sun Yan bent down, he was like an arrow from a string, crossing the ground and heading straight towards the lighthouse.
4000 meters...
3500 meters...
3000 meters...
1000 meters...
100 meters...
Less than a hundred meters away from the entrance of the lighthouse, Sun Yan's speed of moving slowed down. He seemed to be lying on the ground, supporting his body with his index fingers and middle fingers of his hands. His two fingers kept moving, causing him to sweep over.
His fingers kept rhythmic. Although he was wearing a D-class protective suit, the hot temperature still came, making Sun Yan's fingertips hurt slightly, "Grandma, if he was wearing an E-class protective suit, my fingers might be scrapped."
His figure was like a swimming fish, quietly swept to the lighthouse gate. Sun Yan put it in front of the door, staring into the air from the corner of his eyes, and finally saw clearly the true appearance of the [Four-winged Iron Feather Vulture].
On top of his head, several black shadows swept down, hitting the alloy wall of the lighthouse, and the entire tower body kept shaking. The head and tail of this vulture were about 8 meters long, and the feathers on its body were dark brown, as if cast by iron juice. Under the white and silver spots, the feathers around it were still dull and were completely unaffected by this terrible light.
Its two pairs of wings stretched out, reaching a width of 20 meters, like a small aircraft, which was extremely terrifying.
These [four-winged iron-feathered vultures] swooped down, their sharp claws buckled in the gaps in the alloy wall of the lighthouse, constantly flapping the lighthouse with their wings, and their gray-white beak pecked at the wall, leaving one depression after another.
Standing below, Sun Yan couldn't help but tremble all over. If it were just a [Four-winged Iron Feather Vulture], he wouldn't take it seriously. However, there were still dozens of similar people circling in the air. If they were accidentally entangled by these group of vulture beasts and illuminated by white and silver spots, it would be really dangerous.
He quickly withdrew his gaze, Sun Yan quietly approached the tower gate, pressed the switch on the door, and a numeric key holographic projection popped out.
Seeing this, Sun Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said intimately: Fortunately, the password device of the door was not broken, otherwise, there would be hopeless rescue.
Quickly enter the password, which Professor Luo just told Sun Yan. Only Professor Mo Ling and Professor Luo knew about the entry code of this lighthouse, which is also the regulation of the Yahuang Consortium.
Brush..., the door of the lighthouse slid open silently, Sun Yan rushed in quickly, turned around and pressed the closed button, and the door closed immediately. However, even so, a wisp of light smoke had emerged from the metal ground inside, and the place illuminated by the white and silver spots was twisted and deformed, making a sizzling sound.
The metal ground in the lighthouse is different from the walls forged by D-class alloys. It is just a general alloy and cannot withstand the irradiation of white and silver spots.
As soon as Sun Yan turned around, he paused all over, raised his hands quickly, and acted like surrendering, shouting, "Sister Mo Ling, it's me, Xiao Yan."
Just opposite the elevator entrance of the gate, a brown-skinned girl was standing, holding a double-tube pulse gun, her right thumb tightly clamped on the trigger, ready to shoot the target at any time.
The tight blue-brown leather jacket has a deep collar that appears and a pair of plump thighs are tightly worn with leather pants, exuding a wild charm. The only regret is that there is a cross scar on the bridge of the nose, which makes people feel regretful.
This girl is Mo Feng's sister Mo Ling, the leader of the Blade Mountain Cleaner Camp, and the only Level 4 warrior in the entire camp.
Holding the pulse gun trigger tightly, Mo Ling stared at the person in front of him, his eyes were cold, and he was stunned when he heard the sound, "Xiao Yan?"
Pressing the button of the protective suit and opening the lens mask, Sun Yan smiled and said, "It's just me, Sister Mo Ling, I'll come to pick you up."
Mo Ling's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Why are you here? You guy, do you know how dangerous it is outside? It's daytime again, and you're stained with white and silver spots..."
As he was speaking, Mo Ling suddenly woke up and immediately picked up the pulse gun, aimed it at Sun Yan again, and shouted loudly: "Tell me, who are you? Are you a spy from the JW Alliance? You also destroyed the camouflage defense device in the camp? What is your purpose?"
Sun Yan raised his hands again and said helplessly: "Sister Mo Ling, it's really me, Professor Luo asked me to come here. You should know him, right?"
While saying that, he threw another D-class protective suit over. The armband of this protective suit had the words "Four" printed on it. Sun Yan was wondering why there were such strange numbers on the protective suit. Now he realized that this was Professor Luo's real name - Feng Sixi.
Seeing this D-class protective suit, Mo Ling's face calmed down and looked at Sun Yan in surprise, "You kid, hum! I will settle the score with you when I leave here." Then he didn't say nonsense and picked up this protective suit and put it on.
Sun Yan smiled and said nothing. Mo Ling's personality was like this, and he was not dragging on it at all. When he first came to the camp a week ago, Mo Ling looked at his employment contract and sent him to collect discarded items the next moment.
After putting on D protective suits, Mo Ling checked it. At this time, a loud bang sounded outside the wall, the ground kept trembling, and the entire lighthouse had already tilted, which seemed to be deformed by the impact of [Four-winged Iron Feather Vulture].
Sun Yan praised: "The lighthouse in our camp and the alloy fortress that houses cosmic garbage, the consortium has really spent a lot of money and is built so strong. However, our underground camp is probably not as solid as one-tenth of the lighthouse."