The first concentrated attack of the crack triggered Wen Zilong's golden bell cover.
The defense of the one-percent dragon made him withstand it.
However, after being shocked, the Great Elder of the Kongmen became even more angry.
Soon, the second wave of cracks concentrated and attacked Wen Zilong again.
In the space killing formation, Picasso looked at the space crack attacking Wen Zilong, and suddenly his face changed drastically:
"not good!"
He called out "bad" not because Wen Zilong was about to suffer a catastrophe.
But because he could clearly feel that this attack from the space crack seemed to trigger something.
This time, there are more cracks.
Thousands of cracks appeared instantly at the location of Wen Zilong.
It was like thousands of black lightning flashes that instantly appeared in Wen Zilong's position.
At this moment, let alone Wen Zilong, even if a ninth-level extraordinary man came over, he would be torn to pieces in minutes.
However, at this moment, a mutation suddenly arises.
Wen Zilong, who was at the center of the attack, suddenly disappeared.
Thousands of cracks were all gone.
Outside the space killing formation, all the ultimate strong men of the Kong Sect were a little stupid when they watched this scene.
"What's going on?"
"Absent?"
"Suddenly disappeared!"
"I can feel that he is no longer in the formation."
The elder was a little furious.
It was obvious that the boy could be destroyed, but he didn't expect that he would run away again.
But what puzzled him was how the boy escaped?
"Look! Be sure to find that kid!"
The Great Elder growled.
"yes."
The other elders and disciples did not dare to disobey, and quickly teleported to chase them in all directions.
Only the third elder and the great elder were left behind.
The third elder looked at the foolish boy with a confused look left in the formation and asked, "Great Elder, what should I do with this boy?"
The elder looked down and saw an extremely shocked look on Picasso's face.
He said coldly: "This kid seems to have something to do with that deformity. Control him."
The third elder naturally understood the meaning of the elder.
As long as you control him, you can use this kid to threaten him next time you meet Wen Zilong.
Thinking of this, the third elder teleported and came to the space killing formation.
Then, without waiting for Picasso to react, he pressed his shoulder and teleported, and then came outside the formation again.
Picasso was still in panic and said, "Two sirs, I am just a small character, you guys..."
"Stop talking nonsense. Don't say anything, don't do anything, just follow us."
Picasso didn't dare to say anything, and nodded quickly: "Yes."
The Great Elder and the Third Elder then teleported away with Picasso.
After they left, at a height of ten thousand meters, the horned barbarian dragon asked the barbarian dragon next to him:
“How do you feel?”
The barbarian manlong said, "How do you feel?"
"What you understand is of course that boy, with his physical body, actually took a crack in the space. Talk about your feelings."
"How can you feel? That kid is just lucky."
The barbarian dragon curled his lips.
The Shengjiao Manlong smiled and said, "You are just stubborn. Even the two of us couldn't do that just now."
Barbarian Dragon said: "As we understand the ancient laws of the Moon God, do we still need to use our physical body to carry it?"
The Shengjiao Barbarian Dragon nodded this time and said, "That's true."
"Can you feel where that kid is now?"
"I can't feel it for the time being. Because their space killing formation just now touched a certain formation in the ancient land of the Moon God, the kid fell into another formation."
"That kid has also left the word "written". He just came out of this formation and entered that formation again."
"You can't say that. If there is no such formation, he will be dead in this formation. So in a sense, it was the formation that saved him. But no one can tell whether it is good or bad in that formation."
"In my opinion, it may be fierce. And it is very fierce."
"It's a sign of great danger."
If Wen Zilong heard these last two sentences, he would definitely pounce on him to block the mouths of these two fools.
Do you two fools want to be suppressed by the divine beast?
However, Wen Zilong didn't know about this at this time.
The second attack of that space killing formation did trigger a nearby formation.
However, this formation is not a terrifying formation, but a teleportation formation.
This teleportation array instantly teleported Wen Zilong out.
This allowed Wen Zilong to escape.
Of course, even without that teleportation array, Wen Zilong would not die.
Because he now has four clones in this ancient Moon God land.
At this time, Wen Zilong was teleported to a certain place.
He quickly touched his body.
"Mom, I'm scared my brother to death. Fortunately, it's okay."
Thinking back on the terrifying space crack attack just now, Wen Zilong only felt that the hair on his body was about to stand up.
Fortunately, I seemed to be sucked into this place by some kind of force.
Although this place looks like a ghost place, it will never hang up immediately.
Wen Zilong raised his head and looked around.
This place looks a bit weird.
The sky was as gloomy as the face of a man who had been green by Lao Wang next door.
Because the clouds are too thick, even the light becomes very weak.
Of course, this has little effect on Wen Zilong's super eye power.
Looking at the surrounding terrain makes people feel even more panicked.
I saw that there were no plants or trees here.
The ground was densely covered with pits of all sizes.
The pit was covered with stones of all sizes.
It looks like a stone splashed when something hits a pit.
"Meteor shower?" Wen Zilong looked up at the sky, "It makes no sense."
The light is very dim.
Wen Zilong's eyes were all the same terrain.
He used his mental power to cover the radius of more than twenty kilometers.
As a result, the range of more than 20 kilometers is full of such terrain.
"What the hell is it?"
Wen Zilong flapped his wings and began to fly forward quickly.
At his speed of more than 300 meters per second, he flew forward at an extremely fast speed.
However, after about an hour, he flew, and within the limits of his eyes, there was still the same gloomy sky, the same black ground, and the same bumpy terrain.
“It’s so damn.”
Wen Zilong cursed, and then contacted Si Hong and the others with his thoughts.
As long as you can contact them and know their location, you can determine your own orientation based on the Dordeska polygonal function relationship.
Of course, this is all determined by the system.
Wen Zilong didn't know what Dorde's bullshit function relationship was, and he was too lazy to calculate it.
"Si Hong Si Hong, this is the Dragon Lord. Please answer when you hear it, and answer when you hear it."
Wen Zilong said.
Chapter completed!