high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 199 Come on, Ollie!

"This……"

Maro's eyes widened in astonishment, and he stretched out his hand to make a move, and the big ax of Xuanhua, which had fallen to the ground early, flew tremblingly.

He held the giant ax in the palm of his hand, his arms were sore and his fingers were weak, and he couldn't lift it up for a while.

The whole body's true qi was like frozen ice, under the rustling sound, even the qi and blood were silenced.

The black-faced man rolled around like a lazy donkey again, Gululu rolled around a few times, and didn't dare to calm down a little and look at the things in front of him until he was several feet away.

A few pieces of jade rings the size of a human head were scattered, and crystal crumbs were scattered all over the floor. With trembling hands, Maro squeezed it hard, the corners of his eyes turned red.

He slowly raised his head, and on the highest eaves in the village, the bronze rooster had been cut in half.

The formation was broken...

Marlowe knelt down on the ground, lowered his head, and there were two gurgles in his throat, like phlegm. .

The black-faced man slowly covered his face with his hands, and there was a sound of crying and laughing under the palm of his palm.

The bald ugly boy shook his bald head with a sad expression on his face. He looked at the sobbing Maro with pity on his face.

Since fleeing marriage all the way, he has seen such a tragedy in the world more than once.

Everyone regards Beiwei Guang's collection of people and demons from all over the world as a rebellious and insane thing.

But in the land of Beiwei, even weirder and crazier things have already appeared.

The bald ugly boy quietly glanced at the abyss-like mouth, feeling timid, he unconsciously grasped the sleeves of Baishu, and shrank behind him.

"Get out, don't grab me!"

Bai Shu was pulled tightly, turned her head and shouted unceremoniously.

"My lord! I'm afraid, little boy!"

"You dare to call yourself Xiao Bu." Bai Shu smiled, patted Xuan Kong on the head kindly, and said warmly:

"When we arrive at the Dazheng Frontier Army, my lord, I will be the first to cut down your sacrificial flag."

"Oh." Xuankong nodded half-understanding, the flesh on his cheeks puffed up in one place, swaying like waves.

"Xiao Bu understands, Xiao Bu doesn't say that anymore." He spoke sincerely, a few strands of bald hair fluttering in the wind.

The corners of Bai Shu's eyes twitched violently, he remained silent, but patted Xuankong's head again.

"That's what you said."

He pointed to the giant mouth and asked with a smile:

"Are there many such things?"

Xuankong is a ground mouse, and possesses the great supernatural power of walking on the ground. The up and down of the ground here has also been explored by this ground mouse.

Bai Shu originally wanted to join the army, to go to the governor, but in the middle of the journey, he heard Xuankong mention it by chance.

According to Fat Boy, with the start of the war between Zheng and Wei, not only humans, demons and living corpses will end up.

On the side of Beiwei, there are even weirder and more frightening things to hear.

Three days ago, he was about to move a nest to gnaw on other tree bark, but he never thought that he would bump into that scene.

Countless people wearing white linen robes and three banners behind them stepped onto the battlefield one after another.

Their gait is stiff, their skin is not as soft as ordinary strangers, with a cold steel breath, everyone's steps are in unison, like puppets.

As soon as the battle was fought, the man in the white linen robe took out purple pills from his sleeves and threw them all over the sky towards Dazheng's side, like rain falling.

Xuankong thought it was some kind of long-lost "Scattering Beans into Soldiers", relying on the ground to practice magic, and this local mouse was also unscrupulous, so he simply looked at it with great interest.

But he didn't expect that he would see something like that.

The purple pill grows against the wind, and in an instant, all kinds of strange things stand in the world.

Their stature may be as tall as a mountain, or as small as a mosquito, and their body shapes are also strange and different.

Dancing tentacles frantically, fleshy mountains covered with eyeballs, creatures like pitch-black sea water, loose structures piled up with twisted pieces of meat, tall ancient trees carved with human faces, screaming red pillars of fire and fireballs.

Countless luminous spheres are gathered into a shape, which is like a deep and vast starry sky, carrying the ancient atmosphere of ancient times; a huge flying octopus with twelve wings and as high as the sky, its tentacles sway like dense seaweed; Withered and thin, when it got up, even the sunlight was blocked...

As soon as these creatures appeared, Da Zheng's side fell into a frenzy instantly!

The low-pitched ravings that were enough to overwhelm the primordial spirit, madness reverberated across the entire battlefield, and the indescribable ominous atmosphere eroded the entire world.

cold... dark...

That is the most abominable and evil curse, the disgusting feeling is tearing the scalp, all the good things in reason are being crushed to powder little by little, never to return.

The rest is only madness, endless madness...

After they appeared, Dazheng's side was instantly defeated!

The soldiers died like harvesting wheat, and the battle formation was washed away. Some monks flew high into the sky in fright, but were swallowed by the tentacle of the twelve-winged octopus, like a frog preying on a rice borer.

Not only Da Zheng, but also the Northern Guards side suffered many casualties.

Those crazy and evil creations were in the middle of the road, and some of them broke free from the shackles of the white linen robes.

No longer restrained, they carried out indiscriminate killing on both sides of the battlefield.

Although most of the white linen robes were collected into purple pills and sealed again, it is inevitable that some fish slipped through the net.

They wandered through the countryside, no matter how unscrupulous they were, devouring flesh and all living things in sight.

The huge mouth several Zhang away in front of him is one of the fish that slipped through the net.

After hearing Xuan Kong's retelling, he simply stopped by, and Bai Shu also came to have a look.

Although it was too late to save the lives of the villagers, at least Maro was saved.

Behind him, the black-faced man finally couldn't hold back and cried out. His crying was so tragic that even the fat boy sighed again and again.

Bai Shu looked at him and couldn't help shaking his head.

He met Maro in Qingli Palace, and at least he had met once, but he never thought that meeting again would be like this.

Swish... Swish...

Swish... Swish...

A small sound came slowly, and Bai Shu turned around to look.

In front of him, shriveled and bright red muscles are rising from the ground. They are pieced together in an unreasonable but solid posture. The giant mouth is gently closed, and blood vessels of different thicknesses are intertwined like a network, and viscous black liquid flows from it. rolling down the veins.

The liquid corroded the ground like a strong acid, making a sizzling sound.

That is impressive, it is a huge heart!

"Master!" The fat boy was startled: "Are we fighting or fleeing?"

"war."

"My lord is immeasurably powerful! I wish you the best of luck! You will succeed in no time! You will succeed!"

The fat boy chuckled, and just as he was about to escape to the ground, a hand grabbed him by the back of his neck.

"Done it!" He saw Bai Shu's smiling face: "Whether you can achieve promotion or salary increase depends on your own wave."

"Grand... Grand Master?"

"I have taught you so many things along the way, let's show everyone your talent."

Bai Shu chuckled, and threw the dull fat boy towards Wei Wei's heart.

"Don't be afraid of any difficulties we encounter, and face him with a smile. The best way to eliminate fear is to face fear."

At the last moment, the fat boy looked back in despair, and the monk in white was clenching his fists, his face full of excitement.

"Persistence is victory, come on, Ollie!!!"

(End of this chapter)