Chapter 3757: Giant clam
Luo Wei was confused by the words of Tai Shang Laojun. "Predecessors, what hope? Why is hope on me?"
Gu Bei first reacted, "because the butterfly that the brother-in-law carries?"
Taishang Laojun nodded.
"What is the secret of the butterfly..." asked Luo.
"If he is willing... it should save the entire cemetery," Taishang Laojun looked indifferently.
In fact, Tai Shang Laojun does not value the returning cemetery.
He put everything on Luo Zheng, and there is nothing to do here.
He and his own apprentices left a soul, and the purpose is to be a spectator, even if Luo Zheng does not come here.
However, Taishang Laojun is also clear that Luo Zheng will definitely come.
After all, the gods are here, and his parents are here.
"He? Who is it?" Luo asked again.
Taishang Laojun smiled lightly, his body shape became more and more light, and at the same time he returned to the lonely sword of Hua Tianming, leaving only one sentence, "hold on, he should come..."
After the disappearance of Laojun, the people were silent for a while, and they couldn’t think of who would come to save them.
On the strength, Hua Tianming climbed the thirty-three steps of the Xuanhuang Tower. It is already a strong thirty-three days. Looking at the whole chaos is the top existence. Luo Zheng is afraid that there is no such thing as this in the mother world.
Is it even more powerful than Hua Tianming?
Although everyone did not speak, but deep inside the words of the old man still played a big question mark.
The old man did not promise, or even to be sure, these words are more like an encouragement, let them face the predicament and stick to the last moment.
"In any case, the returning cemetery is our last place to survive, let us insist that the reinforcements come," Gu Bei said suddenly.
Outside the cemetery...
Large and small heads were cleaned up.
But there are still a large number of heads in the distance that are attracted.
After the occurrence of the dead wood land, all the major aliens of the returning cemetery sent people to come and ask.
Gu Bei did not have any concealment. He told the inhabitants of the inferior people what they knew, and also conveyed the words of the old people to the interracial people.
The human heart is very subtle.
Previously facing the attack of the head, the original race of the returning cemetery still has reservations.
On the one hand, they have some suspicions between each other, and even suspicion of the human race. On the other hand, these aliens have formulated escape plans.
Once the returning cemetery is completely destroyed, they will gather the remaining forces to escape.
Although the skull looks like a lot, but it may only be distributed in the area of the cemetery.
With both hands ready, many aliens retain considerable strength.
Countless light dragons in the dead woods have made these native races excited.
There is a great sanctuary in the returning cemetery!
Gu Bei’s words made them feel more excited, and the forces that were originally reserved have all come out!
The great aliens and the strong people of the human race have all gone out.
As long as the head is close, kill it in the bud, avoid it constantly devour and grow...
In the first three days, almost none of the heads survived under the numerous racial forces.
But the situation changed on the fourth day.
The number of skulls has increased...
Invading the head of the cemetery, there are still a dozen times and twenty times the size of the head.
Although the tribes tried their best to fight around, there were still fish that slipped through the net, and even many people died in the skull.
Once these skulls can enter the cemetery, they can swallow snowball-like growth, which is also their terrible thing.
By the fifth day, hundreds of hundred times the size of the head had appeared in the cemetery, and there were even two thousand times heads...
The strong people on the other side of the great aliens have fallen, and the saints in the domain have also suffered many deaths and injuries!
If two thousand-sized heads continue to be swallowed up, at most one day, these two heads will grow bigger than the returning cemetery!
Even if Hua Tianming is faced with such a huge monster, he is not able to catch up with it. With the help of dozens of high-ranking strongmen on the shore, Hua Tianming attacked one of the thousand-sized heads, and the result was not satisfactory.
Although he has seriously injured this thousand times of heads, the high-ranking powerhouse on the other side of the shore is almost half-fallen!
The situation at the returning cemetery is once again in crisis...
Hua Tianming stepped on the void, staring at the huge head in the distance, and asked the solitary sword in front of him. "Predecessors, returning to the cemetery... Is there really no way?"
Taishang Laojun did not respond.
The answer is obvious...
The current cemetery is like a cub that has been pushed into the Colosseum. Even though Hua Tianming accidentally became the sharpest minion of the cub, they did not have the ability to compete in this downgrade.
There is no second option except to stick to it in despair.
After three hours, another thousand times of skull shape again became 10,000 times larger.
The huge head can be seen in every position in the cemetery. The old and young women hiding in the depths of the cemetery looked at the behemoth and began to panic.
The divine domain that was quietly docked inside the cemetery began to start.
After leaving Luo Zheng, the ship of the **** domain was controlled by Yuan Chengdao, who was born again.
Yuan Chengdao, the catastrophe at the cemetery, is also closely watching. Seeing that the cemetery is about to be swallowed up, he will naturally not sit still.
Once the returning cemetery was broken, he would drive the gods to rush out the first time...
Another hour passed.
A large tombstone was swallowed up, and the 10,000-fold head grew again and became 20,000 times the size.
Despair is scattered in every soul.
"Predecessors, if I burn a solitary sword, can I kneel down that head?" Hua Tianming asked.
Burning the other side of the token can explode tremendous power.
It is hard to imagine if the solitary sword burns.
But it will provoke the punishment of truth...
This kind of punishment can't be saved even by the fire of memory. Hua Tianming will no longer have the possibility of rebirth.
Taishang Laojun still did not respond.
If it comes to burning the other side of the token, it means that the returning cemetery is completely unsuccessful.
Hua Tianming did not think so, in his eyes, there was never abandon the word.
If he is to sacrifice himself, he will not hesitate.
He reached out and rubbed his hand on the sword. His eyes were sharp and round, and at the moment he was ready to start, the voice of Gu Bei came from not far. "There is something coming..."
Hua Tianming suddenly turned his head and stared.
In the depths of chaos, you can see a soybean-sized thing.
"The speed is fast!" said Luo Wei.
The size of the soybeans quickly became the size of the jujube kernel, which in turn became the size of the walnut.
Slowly, the whole picture of the thing is displayed in the eyes of everyone, and it is a giant scorpion with a big mouth.
"That is hope?" asked Luo Wei.
With nine shrugs and shrugs, "it looks more like despair." From that side, the ugly giants with fangs are not like to save them.
