Chapter 725: Ghost hit the wall

The closer you are to the battlefield, the more severe your vision is blocked. Smoke and dust fills every street, and a large amount of dust and building rubble rolls like a tide ebb and flow with every movement of the alien species.

Zheng Xian has no way to speak, and even has to shut his breath. As long as he has a mouth, it must be a mouthful of sand.

However, Su Ming's actions were not hindered. Hearing the sound of rubble on the armor, he still flew fast against the ground like an arrow.

Zheng Xian clung to the corner of his cloak, only to find that he was caught by the cloak, which was strange.

But this is not the strangest, because during the flight, he found that the death knell was humming a strange song in a hoarse voice.

"...Broken and broken. Whatever perfection I want, I can fly high if I let myself go..."

Zheng Xian finds it inexplicable. The two of them are almost touching the ground. How is this called Gao Fei?

In fact, Su Ming suddenly felt that the alien's movements were a bit familiar. When it stepped on the soldiers of the Holy Shield, the movements were a bit like twisting cigarette butts, which made him subconsciously remember this song.

Maybe it was because too many people were trampled to death, and it was uncomfortable to stick to the soles of their feet. The Heavenly God Alien Species always rubbed the soles of their feet on the ground.

This is why Su Ming chose to enter the opponent's body from the heel.

The gods do not have necks. Their heads are directly connected to the torso, like a bucket with a bucket on a round table. If they don't bend over, they can't see their heels.

This is a blind spot of vision, and when it lifts one foot to step on the soldier, the remaining foot cannot leave the ground, which gives Su Ming the opportunity to use the weapon to drill a hole in the heel of the supporting leg.

To be honest, he prefers to deal with large-sized enemies, because it often means that there are not many targeting methods in the enemy.

Of course, the premise is to have a weapon that can break through the enemy's skin, or find a way to get into the enemy's mouth.

The **** has no mouth, and the metal on the surface of the body is completely integrated, so there is only a hole in it.

Su Ming couldn't be sure whether the Great Sword of Night could cut through the shell of the opponent, but even if it didn't work, wouldn't there be the Holy Spear?

"boom!!!"

"Hey!!!"

"what!!!"

The sound of explosions, the sound of collapsed buildings, the screams of soldiers, all the sounds mixed together, it really feels like a world war. The two took the opportunity to sneak around in the smoke and dust, and the process went smoothly. The alien eyes only looked in front of them.

Su Ming looked at Newton from a distance, and now the supreme chairman looked at his expression and knew that he was equally distressed, how could his men be the opponent of the gods.

Even though Newton kept firing energy beams with a long battle, he couldn't even leave a stain on the surface of the god.

"Old Zheng, are you ready? What is in the gods' body is unknown to us, we must be careful." Su Ming and the two quietly floated at the feet of the gods. He danced a sword flower backhand, and the giant sword made a whistling sound like a starry sky.

Although Zheng Xian was still laughing, his mouth was pursed. He didn't mean to speak, he just nodded.

Su Ming didn't hesitate, clenching the big sword in both hands, a stab at the heel of the god.

With sparks splashing, the metal made a noise like grinding teeth, the big sword only felt a little resistance, and then went straight to the handle.

The **** swayed, as if he felt something, and while it hadn't bent over, Su Ming pulled the big sword vigorously and drew a round hole in the heel.

A large piece of conical metal was pried out by him.

It is a pity that the skin of the alien species is too thick. This sword went in, but did not make a passage, only a piece of skin was cut off.

Fortunately, this was enough. Su Ming immediately mentioned Zheng Xian, and the two of them hid in this conical hole.

Three huge **** of light like the sun scanned the feet, and the alien species did not find anything special, only a small piece of foot skin fell off.

It can understand very limited things. It may not know what it means, or it may know but didn't care. After all, its combat effectiveness has not been damaged in any way, and the calculation results have not changed.

So it raised its arms again and took the next shot. A large building on the ground turned directly into powder, and then it returned to the action of stepping on people.

Su Ming and Zheng Xian received some shocks when the other party was shooting, but this was just a little trouble.

It’s almost time to break through the cortex and enter the opponent's interior. I wonder if it looks like an old steam engine, full of pipes and gears?

Su Ming continued to dig in with his big sword, and Zheng Xian was responsible for throwing out the dug out metal, but Su Ming kept a little mind, he put away a piece of metal and planned to go back to study.

The materials used to make the Tenjin team should be pretty good, right? At least it did not melt in the sun, indicating that it is at least resistant to high temperatures.

"Duo Duo..."

The Great Sword of Night plunged into the metal again and again, and the deeper the position of the two of them turned out, the surroundings became darker, but the metal X light on the Great Sword became more radiant.

"puff."

This time the great sword fell, the sound from it was different, and the feeling in his hand was also lighter.

"Prick it through, get ready." Su Ming reminded Zheng Xian of the red light emerging from the edge of the blade.

"Don't worry, brother, brother, I understand." Zheng Xian threw a piece of metal behind him, and then took his weapon.

"In!"

The big sword suddenly turned, and a perfect circle was drawn out. Su Mingkong's hand suddenly punched, knocking out the embolism, and his eyes were bright red.

.....................

"Damn it, where are we?"

The red light dissipated, and Su Ming and Zheng Xian realized that they did not appear in a narrow cabin full of steampunk, but were located in a mysterious rainforest.

Su Ming looked behind him for the first time, but apart from the shadowy dense forest, he couldn't see the way when he arrived.

The helmet faded from the face, and the strangulation had confirmed that it was safe here, except for the smell of rotting leaves in the rainforest, it found nothing harmful to the host.

When Zheng Xian smiled and sighed with emotion, Su Ming did not rush to answer his questions, but began to check the surrounding environment.

The sun above your head and the soil under your feet indicate that this is undoubtedly the earth.

The temperature, humidity, various trees, flowers and plants around me all show that this place should be not far from the equator, somewhere in South America or Africa.

Su Ming checked these, and a little lizard ran by from not far away, as if not afraid of the two at all. It stopped and watched for a while before stabling away.

"We encountered a ghost hit the wall." Su Ming said to Zheng Xian with a smile, and when he took out a cigarette, one person picked up a cigarette. Everything around was real or fake enough that Su Ming couldn't find it.

But the illusion needs to hide the death knell, strangulation and the screening of the cloak at the same time, which is simply unrealistic.

No matter where it is, leave a mark on the spot now, and then look for a landmark that can prove the location to get the answer.

Zheng Xian took the cigarette and took out a lighter to light the two of them. He took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"Although I know that you are very good at punching holes, but I never thought that you are from a tutor...We are not tomb robbers, how could we encounter ghosts hitting walls?"

Su Ming smiled calmly, put the cigarette in his mouth, raised his head, and looked at the sky through the gap between the leaves.

"Because I don't know how this happened, so I can only talk casually."

"Is this a pocket space somewhere, or a secondary dimension?" Zheng Xian offered his opinion. He had seen the inspection of the surroundings just now, and had to admit that this place is very similar to the earth.

"Wait a moment." Su Ming jumped up on the spot, and the cloak led him to climb quickly, rushing directly out of the planet's gravity and into space.

The number of planets, the mass of stars, and the familiar continental plates are all right. It's just that the earth at this time was covered by dense plants and turned into a blue and green sphere.

Su Ming slapped his mouth and returned to Zheng Xian. When he was on the expedition, the director Zheng got a bunch of bananas from some tree and was eating it.

"Two news, one is good and the other is bad, which one do you want to listen to?" Su Ming sat beside him, and the sword of night plunged into the ground.

Zheng Xian handed him some food and motioned him to taste it: "I personally have a habit of listening to the bad first, and then listening to the news about the first line of life."

"This is the future of the earth, or it is one of the futures on a certain timeline. Humankind will be destroyed and the world will fall into a green apocalyptic future. We are in Central Africa."

Su Ming took the banana and took a casual bite. It was very bitter, just like coffee.

"So good news?" Zheng Xian nodded, still smiling, as if he didn't even feel it in his heart, but judging by the flash of his eyes, he should also be shaken for a moment.

"The good news is that when I was flying just now, I saw a relic of a city not far away. Maybe we can get more information about it."

Su Ming put away the big sword, put the banana into his mouth, and stood up.

If you get lost in the wild, you must take advantage of the time when your physical condition is better to explore, so you have a greater chance of survival.

Zheng Xian held the holy spear, propped up his body like a cane, and held a bunch of bananas in his other hand: "Then let's go take a look."

Su Ming took off the cloak, the two sat on it, and moved in the direction they saw before.

In the ruins of a future city, all kinds of plants have completely occupied it. The vines wrap the skyscrapers like Christmas gift boxes. Such patchy cubes allow Su Ming to recognize what they were originally.

As for highways or other infrastructure, they have been completely swallowed up by the rainforest, and maybe they are at the feet of the two at the moment.

The two landed in the middle of the city, where there was a square-like place, but now it was a small green open space.

"The power of nature is really terrible." Zheng Xian sighed.

Perhaps it was the two people flying over the city that caused some movement. A building that came along suddenly collapsed. The vines corroded the cement that made up the building, making it as crumbly and fragile as a peach. .

"There is credit for time~www.NovelMTL.com~ We haven't seen any bones." Su Ming added one, while Zheng Xian just smiled bitterly and didn't say anything.

The two began to clear the obstacles with their weapons. Now the small forest in front of them presents an unconventional round shape, indicating that it may have been a fountain or monument in the past, thus confirming the name of the city.

As long as he knows which city it is, Su Ming can use the information in the comics to make bold assumptions and find the truth.

The shrubs and vines kept falling and breaking, and the two gradually came to the center of the green space, where there seemed to be something faintly pointed under the thick humus.

The god-killer turned into a shovel, and Su Ming strode over and started digging, and as he dug more and more parts, he recognized where it was.

Zheng Xian showed a thoughtful look. He pierced his spear on the ground next to him and touched his chin: "This is a statue, a cat?"

"Cats." Su Ming put away the godslayer, and reluctantly patted the inscription on the base of the statue. Under the smelly humus, he was familiar with the string of words left there: "Wakanda, Buddha loves me."