Return from the second dimension

After seeing Tang Zhen disappearing, the black-robed monk stood there thinking for a while, only then continued to control the crazy citizens and continued to rush towards the cyborg headquarters.

On the 28 main roads, you can see the monks in Loucheng from time to time, using various weird methods to behead groups of cyborg agents.

Even the tall protective walls could not stop their offensive. In the fierce roar, tall buildings and protective walls were destroyed and collapsed from time to time.

Looking down from a high altitude, the entire city has been completely plunged into chaos, and explosions and fires are extending towards the location of the cyborg headquarters.

The cyborg headquarters at this moment was already surrounded by the figures of king-level monks.

They have different appearances, but they exude a terrifying aura without exception, flashing around the cyborg castle like lightning, attacking the castle.

On the ground around the castle, there are broken bodies of cyborgs everywhere, and they are firmly in control of this world, but they are as fragile as ants in front of the monks in Loucheng!

The cyborg, who had long discovered something wrong, has completely closed all the entrances and exits of the castle, ready to rely on the castle's strong defense to block the enemy.

But the indestructible fortress in the eyes of cyborgs, at this time, can't provide them with enough sense of security.

Facing the powerful monks in Loucheng, this cyborg castle, even if it is a tortoise shell, will eventually be broken!

When the time comes, the cultivator of Loucheng drove straight in, so the cyborg hiding inside was destined to die.

In order to avoid such a tragic end, the cyborg has tried its best to launch an attack, and countless guns have launched their rays, chasing the figure of the cultivator in the Loucheng City and continuously attacking.

It's just that for the king-level monks, these defensive weapons that can pose a fatal threat to ordinary people can't cause effective damage to them at all.

As the figures broke through the fire blockade, the monks in Loucheng had already leaned directly on the shell of the fortress, and then started bombarding the metal shell of the castle one after another.

Because this castle is completely closed, if you want to enter it, you must break through the outer defense.

The swords in their hands danced, constantly falling on the shell of the castle, and those metal walls that could withstand the impact of artillery were chopped and chopped out by these king-level cultivators.

With the fierce attacks of these king-level monks, the surface of the castle has become scarred in an instant.

At this moment, in the top area of ​​the castle, a strong man wearing heavy armor and firstborn with double horns is constantly roaring, and the warhammer in his hand also falls on the metal shell of the castle one after another.

With his fierce attack, cracks appeared in the metal shell. Even if it was filled and solidified rapidly by the liquid flowing inside it, the speed of repair still couldn't keep up with the speed of destruction.

Upon seeing this, the king-ranked monk let out a smug laugh, the warhammer held high suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and it fell fiercely towards the metal shell.

"boom!"

There was a loud and deafening noise, and the metal shell was directly broken through a large hole, and then the king-level monk jumped into it with a wild laugh.

At a distance of about 20 meters, a king-level monk who looked like several corpses all over his body, covered with iron chains and tied with pieces of flashing green characters, let out a cold snort in his mouth, and then tore off the iron. A sign on the chain.

He saw him throw the brand toward the metal shell, and then the whole brand quickly shattered, and a cloud of green smoke rose into the sky.

At the same time, a piece of green liquid spread on the metal shell. Amidst the sound of corrosion, the metal shell was quickly broken into a large hole, enough for a monk to enter smoothly.

Glancing at the king-level monks around him, he let out a "Jie Jie" laugh, and also jumped down.

When the surrounding king-level monks saw this, they immediately accelerated their bombardment speed, and soon large holes were blasted out of the metal shell of the castle.

Looking at the performance of these king-level monks, it is clear that they have the meaning of competing with each other.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, and the performance of these monks in the Loucheng is actually normal.

The area of ​​the savage war zone is quite vast, and these king-level monks rarely have the opportunity to contact each other. Now that they are gathered together because of the special call-up order, they naturally have to compete with each other.

They are all king-level cultivators, and no one wants to be underestimated by others, so naturally they have to perform hard.

Of course, this is just the careful thought of ordinary king-level cultivators. For those truly powerful king-level cultivators, this kind of contest has no meaning at all, and they don't bother to participate in it.

Just as hundreds of king-level monks poured into the cyborg headquarters one after another, at the top of a building in the distance, four men and women of different shapes were watching the battle scene coldly.

Around the four people's bodies, there are strong laws and aura fluctuations, and the space seems to be unable to withstand this huge pressure, and there are constant signs of tearing.

There is no doubt that they are the four rulers who participated in this operation!

"Blood River King, you are sure that your intelligence is correct, those enemies will not get news of our attack?"

The monk Loucheng who opened his mouth for questioning was a tall monk who was wearing a white bone armor and covered with bone spurs on his back like a peacock, and even his face was occupied by prominent bones.

The object he asked was a man with a pale face and bewitching ears. He was dressed in a blood-red robe, which looked like blood flowing continuously, exuding a thick bloody atmosphere.

The Blood River King glanced at the white-boned man and sneered, revealing a trace of self-confidence on his strange and delicately decorated face.

"Don't worry, Bone King, there will never be a problem with my source!"

After speaking, he stretched out his tongue and added blood red lips, and said with a hint of aftertaste: "This information can come from a high-level cyborg, so it can't be wrong.

And that guy's blood is also very special, with a strange fragrance, it is really memorable!"

After hearing the bloody river king's answer, the bone king nodded blankly, and then continued to stare at the battlefield with his arms.

Standing next to him was a man and a woman. The woman's skin was silver-white, and her back had a pair of silver-white wings. The eyes were decorated like scales, and there was a cluster of bright feathers on the center of her eyebrows.

She looked at the bloody river king with a look of drunkenness, with a look of disgust, gave a cold snort, but did not speak.

On the contrary, the tall man next to her, with black scales all over his body, and his head full of scarlet sharp horns, turned his head to look at the Blood River King.

"It has long been heard that the Blood River King has a powerful secret technique, and the method of obtaining information is unmatched in the entire theater. I don't know if I can answer the next question?"

Hearing this, the King of Blood River turned his head and scanned the alien king with black scales on his face and blood-red eyes, and said in a faint tone: "What is the problem with the Crimson Horn King? Just ask, if I know it, it must be Will tell you!"

Answering a question from the other party in exchange for a favor is a good deal.

The King of Red Horn nodded, and asked the King of the Blood River, "Then, the King of the Blood River, do you know where the Lord Tang Zhen of the Holy Dragon City is now?"

When the three people nearby heard the name, they frowned and looked at the Chek Lap King together.

"You mean Tang Zhen, the wild king, why is he here too?"

The Silver Wing King, who had silver-gray wings, asked with a hint of surprise.

The Blood River King and the White Bone King also had surprised and contemplative expressions. It seemed that the name Tang Zhen had extraordinary meaning to them.

The originally somewhat laid-back atmosphere became a little dignified because of the name Tang Zhen.

The King of Blood River originally planned to continue selling information and make the King of Red Horn owe him a favor, but when he heard the information from the other party asking for Tang Zhen, his eyes flashed slightly.

The eyes of Chek Lap King seemed to be full of exploration.