Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Thangka still wants to say something, but Li Yao has already drilled into the depths of his soul, as if he is integrated with his brain, no longer making a little sound.

Thangka looked up and found that more than a dozen clean-up soldiers with guns were surrounded by them, and the black hole's muzzle was close at hand, locking their heads.

Thangka can sense that his fingertips are slightly twitching, all the cells are burned to explode, and the skin can even perceive the flow of light winds hundreds of meters away. There are dozens of combat plans at any time in mind. Only then did I know that "Yao Lao" did not abandon myself, but concentrated on it and prepared for the battle of 120,000 points. This was a little relieved.

There were dozens of armed warfare flying to the top of the head. The cross-staggered Xuanguang made him and the squad leader shine through. He felt that every blood vessel and each nerve was exposed to the other side's scan.

The "Yao Lao" is like a faint mist, flowing to the deepest part of his body, I do not know where to go, and I have not been scanned by the other party.

The other party's helmet made a "squeaky" sound, probably indicating that "everything is normal." In a short while, more than a dozen cold "iron coffins" continued to move toward them.

Chu Zhiyun whispered, desperate to rush to the "iron coffin".

She is worthy of being the best student of the College of Light in recent years. In the absence of a crystal, almost unarmed, she actually knocked over three purifiers wearing crystals between several rabbits. Their weapons were taken over.

However, the purifier's weapon has a unique fingerprint and blood identification system. Only the real master can activate it. When it falls into the hands of others, it immediately releases a strong arc. The electricity is twitching, the hair is rooted, the eyes, ears and nostrils are flowing down, black blood!

Chu Zhiyun is like being locked in a small arc cage, but she still has not given up her hope for freedom, clenched her teeth, swayed, and continued == three steps forward, at this moment Her figure seems to coincide with the figure of Liao Meng in the morning, and the final result is the same. "啪嗒" fell to the ground and the limbs twitched.

"Squad leader..."

Thangka’s nose was sour that he couldn’t help but shed hot tears.

He felt that every muscle on his body was tightened, like a screw that was screwed to the end. There was a kind of impulse to find a purifier.

"Slightly, don't worry, look at the situation."

Li Yao’s sharp and thin voice came from the depths of the young soul. “It seems that the other’s goal is your squad leader. The imprisonment and care of your unknown soldier may not be too strict. This is our opportunity — - Find out the opportunity for everything!"

Sure enough, these purifiers tied the Chuzhiyun Wuhua, and almost every place where they could squat on the shackles, all of them were made of super-alloys, and they were engraved with flashing currents. The electromagnetic attraction ensures that the hands and feet of Chu Zhiyun are locked together.

For Thangka, they simply put a pair of reciting, but did not ban his ability to walk.

It seems that these purifiers did not put Thangka’s 13-year-old boy in his heart, but he was only the “gifted gift” to chase Chu’s cloud.

The performance of Thangka is also very consistent with his usual timidity, but the life is a characteristic, "scared" forgot to resist, just a tearful tear: "What is going on, what is going on?" I don't know anything, let me go, I, I don't know anything!"

The purifier who hides his face behind the steel mask naturally turned a deaf ear to his struggles and mourning, and sent him and the squad leader to a shuttle.

They were taken away by them every day and brought another shuttle bus.

Thangka’s eyes almost burst, and Li Yao let him be a little bit sloppy—small days are just a “prop” of the other party. There should be no problems for the time being. At that time, Li Yao has a way to save her.

In this way, the two "defenders" smashed and were taken by the shuttle bus to the floating battle.

Still in the air, Thangka struggled to put his head on the window, hung his eyes and looked down. He only saw the strong fire and smoke everywhere in the city, and he could see signs of escape and resistance. In a short while, hundreds of shuttles have skyrocketed and flew to the floating battle fort as they did.

It seems that "Yao Lao" is right, the "ultimate test" is over, and all the "children of the Light" will be **** by the five flowers and caught in the battlefield, without exception.

"What are we...?"

Donka thought silently.

The closer it is to the floating battle, the more you can see the hustle and bustle of this steel city. It is like an artificial celestial body that has swallowed up the sky. Even the entrance to the hangar is like a **** mouth open to the savage beast. I swallowed dozens of shuttle cars in one bite.

Thangka and Chuzhiyun are like two flying dusts that have gone by the wind. Together with dozens of ignorant classmates, they pass through a narrow and deep martyrdom under the **** of a group of purifiers.

In a moment, the front door opened, and there was a spacious and empty space like a palace and a valley. They walked in the transparent pipes of the volley, like walking through the suspension bridge between the canyons, and on the "cliffs" on both sides. It is inlaid with a transparent cell, which seems to be a hundred times larger honeycomb!

In each of the transparent cells, a prisoner or a madman is being held, and they look closely and find that these people are their own classmates.

Not only the students who were eliminated in this "Ultimate Test", but even the students who have been eliminated from the progress or emotional out of control in the past few years, are all detained here!

Some of the classmates look sternly, sitting on the metal bed with their ends, their eyes are out of focus, and they look at the light spots that do not exist in the void, like a fossil that has been dried for millions of years.

Some of the classmates walked up and down anxiously. From time to time, they picked up their fists and licked the transparent wall in front of them. They found a trace of blood on the wall and rubbed their hands with blood. Then they sat down with satisfaction and sighed in their mouths. It’s awkward, like a beast with a head and a human skin.

Some students also wore a huge helmet on their heads. The helmets were covered with colorful lights and a line of crystal wires leading to the walls. The helmets seemed to be very difficult to pass through with strong currents and waves. The pain of words made them screams that were not as good as death, but their hands and feet were locked, and even the joints were shattered, lost their ability to act, and even the ability to end life was deprived.

Some students are locked up in a small, sleepy sleeping cabin. They are soaked in light green or pink viscous liquids, like some nightmares or illusions, sometimes twitching, sometimes struggling, and sometimes "giggle" laughter. I don't know what I saw in my dreams and what I experienced.

The most horrifying thing for everyone is the dozens of cells at the bottom of the cliff.

There are no people in these cells, but they are full of sophisticated instruments and labyrinthine intricate pipes. There are various suspicious liquids flowing in the pipes, which eventually converge into a cylindrical glass jar.

They originally thought that there was nothing in the glass jar, but they narrowed their eyes and looked at them carefully, but they found that every glass jar had a brain that sank and floated.

Some of the brains still drag the spinal cord behind them and look quite intact and fresh.

Other brains have been stripped of many parts, leaving only the core brain tissue, like a rotten apple, which seems to have been here for many years.

All brains, without exception, all insert intricate crystal lines, giving them different stimuli, and under stimulation, the brain will twitch and react.

These brains are all alive!

Or, the masters of these brains are still alive on a certain level!

"What does this mean?"

"Don't we be like these classmates, after all the cruel experiments, even the body is deprived, leaving only one brain, thrown into the instrument for research, and this time - we are still alive?"

"We are the children of the Light, the most loyal followers of the gods and the best teachers. We have blood of glory and holiness in our bodies. Why do we treat us like this!"

Now, all the indifferent camouflage of the "Child of Light" collapsed, and they vented their fears and despair with impunity, and some even whispered.

Thangka and Chu Zhiyun, but they are wearing **** eyes, look at the scenes in the cells on both sides as much as possible, and collect some useful information.

They finally passed this horrible transparent pipe and entered a room where the floor, walls and ceilings were milky white and gave a holy light.

The seemingly soft white light, like some kind of venom that can erode people's hearts, penetrates into the skin and pores of every "child of the Light", eroding their minds and nerves, giving them a brain It is transparent and has a strange feeling of being seen.

The "children of the Light" face each other, shivering, crying and tears.

Some people also gnaw their teeth, and the sound of "snoring and snoring" in the nose and throat is like a fight for the beast, but there is no way to start.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

In front of this group of panicked teenagers, the milky white sacred light condenses into three skeletons.

Although the three people are different in height, fat, and even gender, their faces are smirked like a mold, which makes it impossible to distinguish their differences. They can only recognize their identity from the color of the uniform.

Wearing a white uniform is the dean of the Light Academy, Xia Yuren.

Wearing a black uniform and wearing a blood-stained warrior on his chest is the commander of the purification unit, Qiu Yuanjia.

Standing between the two, it seems that the highest status, wearing a gray uniform, unidentified middle-aged woman, is a small mother of "Xu Xiulan"!