Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Seeing the emergence of Black Jack, everyone is uplifted.

After listening to his words, the heart was pumping a little.

Hurry to fly forward, but fortunately most of the devils have arrived at the transmission array, the strong arm family will also be transferred to repair the array, and installed the driver crystal, began to transmit.

When Black Jack and Theresa were still entangled with the vines, there was already a magnificent brilliance in front of them, and a large number of devils were transferred to a new space.

When they arrived at the transmission array, there were only a hundred people waiting in front of them. The size of the transmission array was enough to accommodate, but there was no competition for each other and even killing each other.

"Black Jack!"

Queen Medusa is waiting for them to appear next to the transmission.

This girl was put on the black Jack to obey the post.

In the depths of the jungle behind, there was a loud rumbling sound, and if some kind of abyss Warcraft angered.

"No, the ‘master brain’ is about to wake up!”

Black Jack changed his face.

Sure enough, the original stiff vines all twitched slightly, and the dry mucus gradually became shiny, like a snake that recovered from hibernation.

"Get on the line!"

Black Jack and his harem are rushing.

They were the last people to set foot on the transmission array. After they went up, several strong-armed demons set the transmission array to automatic transmission, and they were screaming and squeezing.

A colorful, faint rainbow of light glows from all around and wraps them up.

Through the halo, you can see that countless vines rushed toward them in a very fierce manner.

Hundreds of **** mouths squirming and swallowing together, it is like a flood of death, creepy.

Fortunately, when the vines are still a few tens of meters away from them, the surrounding space is distorted and there is a small whirlpool.

Then, the buckets changed, stretched and shrunk, and they appeared in a new space.

only……

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Hey!"

"Hey, bang, hey!"

The space has not yet been completely stabilized, and there are screams of screams, horrible screams and deafening explosions.

The air is full of **** smell, thick and sticky like a swamp, which instantly stimulates a goose bump and dripping cold sweat.

When the scenery in front of them finally solidified, they saw a literally Shura hell.

It was just a plantation, but now it is a farm. Looking up, on the slow-moving carpet and humus, there are some things like super giant mushrooms and meat touches, forming a sparse labyrinth. It is a large group of Warcraft that is even more horrible than the Swordsman.

The demon who had passed through earlier was fighting these Warcraft, or fleeing under the predation of Warcraft.

Theresa looked around.

Not far away, surrounded by carpets and humus, it seems to be a fully automated oval culture chamber.

The seeds of Warcraft are bred here, directly absorb the energy provided by humus, and grow up slowly. After growing to a certain amount, they can be transported to the assembly line for automatic slaughter, which becomes a delicious dish on the passenger table of this super giant starship.

- The setting of 10 million years ago should be like this.

It is a pity that many of the training warehouses are now broken, and even some of the training warehouses are fragmented. The nutrients in them are flowing freely. The "delicious dishes" that should have been sent to the table have all escaped. Under the catalysis of the passage of time, after the weak meat and Crazy variation has turned into a top predator.

Seeing that the demons were smashed by World of Warcraft like bulldozers, many people had broken bones, and some people were directly bitten off by Warcraft, and Teresa sneered.

This space should be a farm or a "food factory" thousands of years ago.

However, because a certain time ... made the starry sky ship become a "blood war demon" disaster, here also suffered an accident, completely out of control, had to be sealed up, and never been opened by people for thousands of years.

The devils in front are stupid. In order to avoid the vines and not to find out the situation, they rushed to escape here, but they encountered a more difficult situation.

The Black Jack adventure group was "blessed in disguise" and escaped.

Moreover, there are some idiots in front to give them a "meat shield", which shifts the attention of Warcraft, and they have a better chance to find a new transmission array.

Black Jack also realized this instantly.

"Convergence of your breath, try not to make a move, let alone attack World of Warcraft, we sneak around, the transmission array should be on the other side of this ‘Warcraft Farm!'”

Many of the sisters of the Black Jack Adventure Group swallowed their lips and slammed their teeth.

The demon who had passed through earlier and the Warcraft entangled together, the teeth and even the broken bones of both sides are deeply embedded in each other, but they are indifferent to their existence.

That is, there are one or two World of Warcraft discovering their existence, and it is also solved silently by Black Jack.

Soon, they went deep into the center of the “farm”.

The front has once again stirred up a magnificent light.

"Someone has arrived and repaired the transmission!"

Black Jack cheered, "Go away, escape this ghost place!"

Everyone is trying to accelerate, and the dragon girl Hera suddenly said: "Black Jack, look!"

It is the great elder of the Turing.

He is struggling with the help of several Black Shield Warriors.

Unfortunately, his head was small, step by step, the speed was too slow, and he was quickly stared at by several Warcraft.

These Warcraft are almost the same as the sword scorpion, but there is a bloated sarcoma behind them, showing a translucent texture, slightly creeping, like the heart of a demon.

"Oh!"

When squirming to the extreme, these sarcomas have split apart, spewing numerous tentacles from the inside, and the Black Shield Warriors directly entangled and towed them into the sarcoma.

The sarcoma is closed again like a pitcher plant, and the speed of peristalsis is several dozen times faster. Soon, the sarcoma slightly splits a hole, "噗噗噗噗", squirting a lot of twisted armor and riddled holes. The bones.

Black Jack and the harem face each other and are amazed at the strangeness and ferocity of this Warcraft.

In the blink of an eye, the Black Shield Warriors around the Turing Grand Elders were all swallowed up by the sarcoma Warcraft.

This kind of Warcraft has the characteristics of the vines and the swordsman, and the start-up speed is extremely fast, that is, some people turn around and run, but they can't run as fast as a cannonball. They are quickly chased by Warcraft from behind. He smashed the bones and swallowed them.

"The Turing elders are very important to our mission and cannot leave him alone!"

Black Jack gritted his teeth, and the two sharp knives spewed out the black brilliance again, rushing up in a whirlwind.