Vol 5 Chapter 73: who is it! ?

The words of the old man instantly dispelled Boluo's eager thoughts.
Few people can overcome the temptation of meteorite iron, but it is another matter when life is in danger.
"Damn redstone!"
Boluo cursed in a low voice, and slapped the wood pulp in the water, splashing waves several meters high.
"Shut up, now we are on the river channel, absolutely can't say similar things." The old man sternly scolded, the strong man Boruo frowned in dissatisfaction, but finally did not speak again.
Finally, after a few seconds of looking at each other, Boluo sullenly started rowing.
The canoe continued to move forward, the meteorite storm, and the movement back and forth within 30 seconds.
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[The surrounding environment is being tested, the temperature is 27 degrees, the nitrogen content is about 71%, the oxygen content is 27%, the rare gas and other impurities are 1%, there are no toxic components, and the proportion of air is close to that humans can breathe directly. 】
A row of data is displayed in front of you.
Mu Fan shook his head and got rid of the tremor just now.
"This area is really weird, I'm afraid of this inexplicable space suppression force field. Why do you stupid dragon fly so fast, Evil Wing!"
However, the black voice was destined to only sound in Mu Fan's ears, and all communications were directly cut off.
"This is an area similar to ancient ruins. The stronger the mechanical energy, the greater the suppression effect."
"Perhaps this is an ancient ruin, an ancient ruin in another universe."
Mu Fan gasped and said in a low voice, he tried to move his arm.
However, at this moment, the arms around the arm seemed to be stuck with glue, and the huge reverse pulling force was preventing Shura's arm from moving.
There are countless dense black filaments attached to the hot shell of the mecha at this moment. Those black filaments seem to grow directly from the air, tightly adsorbing Shura's whole body.
When the arm trembled, the surrounding air fluctuated and distorted.
"What are these things?"
Mu Fan asked in a low voice, Shura's vigorous thought fluctuations passed instantly.
"Similar to a half-dimensional space enchantment? Your power is transmitted to another void space? The energy in the space is 14 times that of the previous universe, but the intake rate is suppressed to only one percent of the previous one? If you want to leave , Still need to accumulate strength for the heart of Shura, the current energy is only...2.4%..."
In the low voice, Mu Fan's eyes became tough, "I understand. Shura, you just stay here to accumulate your strength."
"As for the next road, it's up to me."
The nerve cord behind it was pulled out instantly.
The well-proportioned and strong body lightly fell on the floor, the hatch in front of him bounced open, the cool wind poured in, and the abundant oxygenated air made the brain sober.
The young man in a black combat uniform of the Shadow Island standard stood at the hatch and glanced slightly.
Half of Shura's body was plunged into the mud on the bank of a river, and the Yan Yushuang Lan pulled out of his hand pierced into the mud for a small part, and it was it that supported Shura's body.
Within half a meter of the blue ice crystal-like gun, mud and river water were all frozen into solid ice.
At night, the two crescent moons in the sky are very conspicuous, surrounded by endless dense grasses. Because Shura is deep in the mud, the field of vision is not broad.
Looking to the side, Evil Wing lay on the side feebly, with a dazed face. After seeing Mu Fan glance over, his eyes suddenly became colorful, and he nodded desperately with excitement.
"Oh, oh..."
It's just that this series of Long Xiaos is really faint and pitiful, and it sounds more like a little milk dog humming.
Surprise flashed in Mu Fan's eyes.
Because at this time Evil Wing's action power is clearly stronger than the SSS-level Emperor Body Shura, and its whole body is not pulled by those fine black tentacles.
"Evil Wing said that his mechanical energy conversion device was severely suppressed, but the nano-cells and metal muscle fibers were not affected too much. It said that the whole body hurts, and now it can't spray fire... it takes a while to get up... it I'm very hungry now...oh, this stupid dragon obviously hasn't understood what happened. The fall to the ground just now must have thrown its brain stupid." Hei translated into Mu Fan's ears simultaneously, and the last sentence added his own opinion again. .
However, Mu Fan ignored Hei's broken thoughts. He looked at Evil Wing expectantly, and there was an uncontrollable tremor in his tone: "Evil Wing, take a good sniff, do you have the breath of this spear!"
The arm slammed at the relic weapon that was half flame and half frost.
"Oh..."
Evil Yi nodded first, and then shook his head.
"This stupid dragon said that it can only determine that the same fluctuating energy appears in the area around here. It was already deliberately adjusting its direction when it fell. As for now, its energy manipulation methods are imprisoned and cannot be detected further."
Cack!
Evil Wing did not know when he chewed a high spar, closed his eyes for a moment, Evil Wing raised his head dullly.
"The energy of the high spar has volatilized, and I haven't eaten..." Hei helplessly translated, it was almost overturned by the dragon.
"Oh oh oh!"
The dragon's eyes are red with anxiousness.
It was so spoiled, a good spar.
Mu Fan was waiting to continue to ask questions, when there was a burst of unbridled laughter in the distance, and a touch of green glowed in his pupils, and he pulled out the dark gold short stick on his waist with his backhand.
Then he leaped up abruptly and rushed to the edge of the pit.
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A mud-covered area suddenly bulged, and a short figure stood up from it, desperately holding back.
After pulling the familiar arm, he finally wiped his cheek with the back of his hand.
"Daddy, Daddy, we are here, you wake up soon!"
"You wake up..."
"Cough!" A weak cough sounded, and Beardsley's eyelids moved and finally opened it with difficulty. "Daddy just went to sleep, are we here...have the redstone tribes thrown away? "
Despite being shaken and opened his eyes, it is clear that Beardsley is supporting him at the moment, and even his eyes are out of focus.
"Hey, the bull is going to be eaten by the eagle."
There was a roar of laughter, accompanied by a rustling sound.
The Udan spearmen who were lying on the ground all got up.
And Hawthorne, who had already wiped three blood marks on his face, sneered with the war spear in his hand.
The little fat boy Enoch, who was supporting his father, saw the slender figures gathered, with horror on his face, but bravely blocked his father with his back.
Beardsley's eyes widened instantly!
He looked at Enoch angrily, roaring like crazy, "Didn't I let you go!"
However, this time Enoch cried stubbornly: "If I don't go, I can't live without Daddy. I'll die and I won't go!! Ugh..."
"Hahahaha, the love between father and son is really deep, then I will kill you dad first, and kill you!"
The smile on Hawthorne's face was getting colder and getting stronger.
At this time, the tears in Enok's eyes stopped, and the dark face flashed violently, he drew his waist knife, turned and stepped on the ground, and slammed into Hawthorne like a mortar.
He wants to protect his father like a real warrior.
Enoch's strength is great, and the speed is also very fast.
But the enemy he faces at the moment is the real warrior of the Redstone tribe!
Therefore, in Enoch's field of vision, Hawthorne only gave him a mocking smile, and then kicked him hard.
boom!
The waist knife was released.
The small dark figure let out a howl of pain, flew out at a faster speed, and hit the ground heavily.
"Enoch!"
Beardsley was about to split ~EbookFREE.me~ The whole person was completely mad, but the vision in front of him turned more and more.
Just got up and fell heavily.
"Hahahaha."
There was a harsh laugh.
Squeak...
The sound of the sole of the foot stepping on the grass sounded.
A figure stood gently, looking down at Enoch, who was lying under his feet and covering his chest in pain, without the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.
"Who is it!?" The laughter stopped abruptly, and Hawthorne suddenly looked up.
All Udan Spearmen drew their spears at the same time.
In front of their field of vision, a tall and thin figure stood quietly.
Under the shattered white hair, those eyes were extremely calm.