Campus belle's cultivation master

The husky voice of the black robed man is like thunder, and the sound waves are rippling away, reverberating among the wild primeval forests around Wutou village.

In the process of negligence, an extremely cold and strange air engine swept through the whole room, surging like a sea wave. People could not help but shudder and sweat. They looked around in a daze, but they didn't know why

Until Wang Yuanlang stopped struggling and wailing, covered the bloody wound on his shoulder, raised his old face which was blue and purple, and said in dismay: "half... Half god!"

Even if there were no more dead and disabled people left, there was still an uproar at the moment.

Another demigod is here!

But then, they found something wrong again

The second great momentum surged to the border, where the wind and cloud stopped and the smoke hovered, as if time and space had solidified.

Those practitioners headed by Wang Yuanlang had not recovered from the surprise and fear, but they were oppressed and fell on the ground one after another. Their bodies were convulsed and trembled, and they could no longer mobilize the spirit power in their bodies.

Field!

And the magnanimity of following the field is obviously stronger than before.

This also means that there are two great experts from the natural environment here, and one of them will open up! It's clear that we are going to have a tough fight with Huaxia Tianjiao!

On the opposite side of the hill, long tubes and dense sensing lines are connected to the female. Saito Miyamoto is bringing several assistant researchers to debug the instrument. They need to constantly monitor the female's heart pulse response and cell activity in order to find out the secret of genetics.

Science and technology and rune array, which seem to be different from each other, are forced together, much like the civil science specialized in collecting intelligence tax. However, Miyamoto Saito has done a lot of research in this field. He firmly believes that scientific means, whether they are scientific means or the art of practicing truth, are just a systematic way to explain the nature of things, just like observing the projection formed by the same cube from different perspectives.

Miyamoto is committed to promoting the integration of the two, dreaming of becoming a famous figure in history, and he has made remarkable progress in this scene.

If he can make a breakthrough in the study of Nu Yu and create a myth, he may not be able to become a leader at the godfather level, so as to get rid of the embarrassing status of "two separate relatives" of growing up in China and being of Dongyi origin

"Does she still have a heartbeat?" Miyamoto, with a gloomy face, turned to ask his assistant.

"There was also a heartbeat, but it was very weak... When Lin Zixuan appeared, it became stronger..."

"This shows that she is still conscious. She is really a terrible monster..." Miyamoto Saito looked at the girl who was nailed to the stone and didn't move. He sighed softly, "the door of eternity can't be opened. Lin Zixuan ran out to make trouble again. We have to think of other ways..."

Just as he was talking, the air of the demigod strong man arrived, with a strong sense of killing

No matter Miyamoto Saito or the group of assistant researchers behind him, they are all ordinary people. They can't resist the terrible pressure of the great experts in the congenital environment. What's more, one of them took the lead in opening the field

As a result, the more than ten people on the scene shrugged their bodies and were directly pressed on the ground, twitching their limbs. A little bit better, turn a white eye son mouth to spit white foam, if a little bit worse, on the spot excrement urine Qi flow, stink.

As the saying goes: when the gods fight, the kids suffer.

But before the immortal fight, the kid can't stand it

"Help... Help... Help..." Miyamoto shivered out a hand, and finally pulled off the gas mask, but did not become comfortable.

His face was twisted like a ghost, his mouth was wide open, and he could hear the trembling bones all over his body, making an uneasy "cluck" sound. My heart was pounding and I wanted to blow it up on the spot.

If the demigod is strong, even if only the Qi is released, it is enough to shock ordinary people to death. Hierarchical repression, too obvious.

The attack on wangquan Island experimental base in the East China Sea happened more than half a month ago. The results of the investigation released later show that the reason why the defense area can be easily broken through by the other side is that the fighters and commanders at the base can not resist the pressure of the demigod strongmen, so that the combat effectiveness is greatly reduced

Miyamoto Saito completely lost control of the body, he was paralyzed to the ground, like a lump of clay. Struggling to wriggle his neck, he looked at the flustered assistants beside him. He estimated that his situation might be the same as theirs.

I'm still doing research. I'm going to do research. I can't get a result. I can't take care of myself first

Until a figure came near unsteadily, pulled the collar of his clothes and lifted him up: "let's go, if we fight, we'll die..."

Miyamoto Saito tried his best to turn around and look back. He saw that Wang Yuanlang, who had blown up his arm, was dragging himself to the distance. It's true that he is the master of Huajing. Even though he is seriously injured and intimidated by demigod, he can at least keep his basic dignity.

"Thank you..." he was full of gratitude, opened his mouth, and his tongue seemed to be tied, "thank you..."

"It's still useful to keep you, if not... It doesn't matter if you're dead..." Wang Yuanlang's forehead was green with tendons, and he dragged Miyamoto Saito with one arm. He felt that his legs were like sandbags tied with a thousand pounds, and every step was extremely difficult.

It was not until they got rid of the demigod field that Wang Yuanlang rose from the sky and stayed on the highest tower of wutouzhai with Miyamoto Saito. His ugly face softened a lot.

"Hoo, hoo, Hoo... It's terrible!" Miyamoto gasped for breath, only to feel that he had escaped in hell, "great kindness and virtue, remember in mind, never dare to forget!"

"Oh, you should remember my kindness." Wang Yuanlang low grim smile, "demigod strong fighting, overflow scattered gas machine can crush ordinary people into powder.". If you look at the other people who stay in the same place and look at their embarrassed appearance, you will know how lucky you are at the moment... "

"Yes, yes, yes." Miyamoto nodded and swept his face in front of him, but his body suddenly froze.

Then he raised his finger in a direction and asked suspiciously, "eh? She... How is she OK? "

Taking the huge blood color whirlpool as the center, no matter whether they are researchers or practitioners, they are all shivering and embarrassed. But only Chen Yanran stood quietly in the same place, like a person with nothing to do, graceful and graceful, without feeling.

Above her head, there is a shining bead, which casts countless rays of Rune culture, covering an area of more than ten square meters.

"Naringzhu, blessed the defensive array." Wang Yuanlang's whole face was black, and he felt the severe pain from his shoulder. He was a little angry. "Her man is the pride of China. She has already won at the starting line. What do you compare with her? I told you to look at other people, not at her! "

Saito Miyamoto