fifth form

Chapter 1513 Suspicion
"It's going to be bad!"

Zhang Xuezhou drove in Laiyata City, constantly looking for the street Turcolando reminded.

When the rocket launcher fell in front of him, Zhang Xuezhou cursed and lay completely flat in the cab of the off-road vehicle.

A huge impact came, and his off-road vehicle lost control and hit a building with shops on the street, and was overturned by the impact.

There was a roar in the ears and the harsh sound of shrapnel penetrating into the off-road vehicle. Zhang Xuezhou's body rolled with the vehicle body, and he had forced his way out of the broken window with a kick of his legs.

As soon as he entered the shop, he saw several arcs flashing across the off-road vehicle that was baptized by shrapnel, and fierce flames and countless black smoke suddenly rose up.

"Zhi Ge!"

Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand, and the rarely used Zhige Jue among the nine evasive techniques immediately circulated endlessly.

Just a few seconds later, gunfire roared again around the store.

The force of the explosion shook the building, countless dust and poisonous powder flew up, and fine fragments like hail flew everywhere.

Before Zhang Xuezhou had time to lie down after the surgery, he felt a pain in his body, as if someone had given him an injection in his butt.

He glanced around and saw a broken plastic clothes hanger on his back.

This made Zhang Xuezhou, who was running Zhi Ge Jue, curse in a low voice.

He reached out and pulled out the clothes rack with plastic spikes, and then looked at the several small metal shrapnel that fell on the ground. He felt that the Zhi Ge Jue was somewhat useless despite its huge effect.

"It would be great if I had a body like Tathagata!"

Zhang Xuezhou bared his teeth, quickly got down and rolled over to find a wooden cabinet for cover.

The rocket launchers were baptized at Layata City, and there was basically no need to think about getting out in this minute.

In just a short period of time, there were countless roaring sounds in his ears, and countless breaking and shattering sounds were heard everywhere.

The roar of the rocket launcher also proved that Zhang Xuezhou had indeed found the right place.

Zhang Xuezhou hoped that Song Fengying had reacted, and he also knew that the area where the rocket bombardment was not the area where the giant moth's real body was.

The information sent back by Song Fengying was accurate, but no one expected that the giant moth had transformed into another form. Even Zhang Xuezhou didn't know about this until he entered Layata City.

Zhang Xuezhou could not act righteously. Looking at the chaotic area covered by the rocket launcher, this kind of flat attack would not only sacrifice Song Fengying, but also bury himself.

He was obviously selfish and did not send back corrective information.

"This kind of descendant adapts to the environment too quickly, and it takes time to learn..."

While waiting for the rocket attack to subside, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but think of himself through the giant moth.

The giant moth learns quickly, and he is not slow to learn either.

After stumbling forward, Zhang Xuezhou blossomed in both worlds and has jumped to the middle level.

In a practical sense, he may also be an Adventer.

He uses the insights and knowledge of the other world, uses related abilities to make up for his own shortcomings, and has advantages far beyond those of his peers.

For ninety-nine percent of people in the world, there is only one way to become powerful, but this is not the case for those who descend.

This kind of case is not limited to the giant moth, it is not just Zhang Xuezhou, there are Nags, Bai, and other sinkhole descendants.

This is an advantage, but once it is discovered, it will definitely be a yoke that will be surrounded and suppressed. People will rather kill it by mistake than let it go.

Zhang Xuezhou's heart trembled slightly. The reason why they were safe was because of the blockade of information. Few people knew about the adventers and other related matters. Even this kind of competition was only maintained within the circle of the descendants.

If the information spreads around, those affected by the sinkhole will not survive that long.

Zhang Xuezhou also had to thank the collapse of the Luofu Dynasty. The Red Alliance's in vivo experiments on human bodies were deeply abhorred, and they also escaped a disaster. Many thoughts floated through his mind. After nearly a minute of intensive roaring, Zhang Xuezhou stopped thinking.

He glanced at the room, which had several holes destroyed by artillery fire, and then at the wooden cabinet of the booth where he was hiding.

Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand a little, and when Zhi Ge Jue stopped, his Yang soul drifted out.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't dare to use his body to look for Song Fengying in such a high-risk area for a while. He was lying dead in the shop, his body fluttering and flying out.

The detection distance of several hundred meters is not very long, but it is enough to detect near the explosion area.

Zhang Xuezhou saw moths flying across the sky quickly like startled sparrows. Their huge bodies connected into one piece, almost covering the sky.

The strong smell of burning wafted in the air, and there was the roar of machine guns. The emergency power grid used to protect the car also made a squeaking sound.

The moths fell like raindrops, but these moths did not die after being shot. Zhang Xuezhou also heard a painful scream in the roar.

The convoy of Nags and others also approached this area.

Some scolding sounds were heard, and everyone obviously had opinions on this round of firefighting.

Zhang Xuezhou Yangpo glanced at the direction of Nagus and others, and then wandered around, constantly looking for Song Fengying's location.

He kept scanning his eyes, trying his best to search in the direction prompted by Turcolando.

It wasn't until his body was pierced by a stream of black shadow that Zhang Xuezhou was shocked and came back to his senses.

"Withstand my blow without dying, good Ben... seems to be a heroic spirit?"

The extremely awkward polite words came out, and then turned into confusion.

Zhang Xuezhou glanced over, and a three-meter-tall black-armored figure came into view. The figure was not thick, but slender, with two arms like sickles.

If Zhang Xuezhou appeared in the flesh, he would have been disemboweled and pierced by the opponent, and the opponent would even pass through the hole in his body.

"It's the monster in mom's photo, the re-evolved form of the giant moth. His body has shrunk too much and his body is too flexible. He didn't suffer much damage from this rocket launcher!"

Several judgments passed through Zhang Xuezhou's mind. He opened his mouth, but it was difficult to speak like Yang Po in the other world, and it was even more difficult to convey the message.

Zhang Xuezhou twisted his head and could only ignore the monster, and his body floated up.

"Are there other descendants in this area, those who are good at controlling corpses through witchcraft?"

If the moth army has anyone to contend with, the corpse controllers who also play with corpses must be competitors.

The moth army needs to consume the body to ovulate, parasite eggs, hatch the eggs, evolve the insect body, and then reach the growth stage, and finally break the body and turn into a moth. This takes a relatively long time, and it is difficult for him to evolve again after laying eggs. If you continue to ovulate, you can only select offspring to cultivate, and corpse controllers only need a short time to cast the spell. These people can use even dead moths.

Pressenel muttered, feeling a little more cautious for a moment.

He wanted to kill many high-sequencers in the Thousand Islands Alliance, but he didn't want to contribute to the competing Advent opponents.

"First beat them to maiming, so that these sequencers cannot die. The descendant who controls the corpse will definitely not be able to use the corpse. When I imprison these people, and then incubate these people and cultivate them into insect bodies, he will not be able to profit from behind the scenes. !”

What was originally a one-shot attack turned into a non-fatal blow. Pressenel glanced around suspiciously, then turned his attention to the observer in the distance.

In the end, he failed to detect the location of the hidden descendant and had no choice but to shake his head.

His tentacles, which were more than two meters long, seemed to send a message, and the clouds of moths in the sky suddenly began to swoop downwards.

The moth army commanded by Pressenel did not swoop to kill the opponent, and these moths could not do anything to the masters of the sixth sequence.

But these moths will provide enough conditions for Presenel to attack and kill.

His body flashed and he jumped several meters away in an instant.

His flickering ability allowed him to constantly shuttle and get closer to the high-sequencers participating in the attack.