The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 335 Who disturbed whose dream, who is waking up

   In the gang fight space.

  The battle ended extremely quickly.

   Almost within twenty seconds, the battle was over, and the heads-up king was worthy of being called a war machine, and he was almost invincible in a one-on-one situation.

  The undead, who had just woken up from the illusion, was headed off by a single shot, almost without making three moves.

  The other end was entangled by the armor ghost, and then was shot in the head.

  As for the only corpse beast that could fly, it was torn in half by the giant transformed by the captain—in the gang fight space, it couldn't take advantage of flying at all.

   After all, the sky here has a top.

  Yuan Bei once tested it, and the height is about 70 to 80 meters. This height, for a fifth-level fighter, is just a distance to jump up.

  Following the death of the three undead, the space suddenly distorted, and the next moment, they appeared on the battlefield again.

"team leader!"

   "The captain is back!"

  Lacking the high-end combat power of the captain, the team members are all in a panic.

   Fortunately, it only disappeared for about 20 seconds, and nothing unexpected happened.

  The captain nodded deeply, his body shook, and he rushed into the sea of ​​undead again. He wanted to kill as many as possible before the powerful undead arrived.

   Undead are undead after all, especially those artificially cultivated, with empty heads and not much spiritual wisdom. Only those undead who have devoted a certain amount of effort to the pharaoh have higher wisdom.

  Obviously, Pharaoh would not invest too much in these third- to fifth-order undead creatures. After the cultivation skills matured, they would directly mass-produce them.

  If this endless army of undead was cultivated one by one by Pharaoh, he would be exhausted to death.

  If it is said that there is wisdom, then this half day has already been broken one by one. After all, human beings still account for a minority, and the number is not directly proportional.

   As soon as Chu first appeared, Yuan Bei's body quickly backed up until he reached a safe place, then he closed his eyes, inserted his legs into the ground again, and recovered at the maximum speed.

   At this time, no one would say a word of blame.

Everyone can see Yuan Bei's performance. In the past few hours, almost everyone has received his help, let alone the three-headed fifth-order undead before. The situation is already precarious, but from the space After the middle came out, there were only these two people left. No one would think deeply about what happened.

   Just the result is enough to explain too many problems.

  At this time, everyone looked at Yuan Bei with a little more respect.

"Ding!"

   "You triggered a possibility that has been terminated."

   "Current Progress 4/5"

   "After the progress is completed, the only item [Schrödinger's experiment] will be obtained"

   "Note: Schrödinger and quantum mechanics will not be responsible for the picture you see."

  Yuan Bei saw the screen again. In the screen, the captain died in battle. At a critical moment, Yu Xiangnan threw several master-level undead to rescue... Then, the screen instantly shattered.

Disappear.

  And in the endless river, the world where endless ideas breed, all the possibilities of the captain dying at that moment were all obliterated by some kind of power.

  Amidst all the possibilities of being terminated, the captain was on the right path.

  Yuan Bei didn't have too many emotions in his heart, it was only four-fifths, and there was one more time before the completion, and he didn't know when it would be.

   Not to mention the purpose of the only prop [Schrödinger's experiment], he still hasn't figured it out, if it's useless, then he won't be happy in vain.

  Yuan Bei rushed up again not long after, and the recovery was only 20,000 to 30,000, but it was enough for him to stand up and assist. Although the speed of rooting and recovery was slow, it was still considerable.

  The war has been going on, and there are mountains of corpses and seas of corpses, and mourners are everywhere.

  At this time, if someone who is proficient in death energy observes carefully, he will find that on the countless battlefields opened up in the entire [Withered Land], within a few hours, nearly a million creatures lost their lives because of this.

  The countless death air gathered, like a turbulent sea, and like a black river rushing rapidly, along the ground veins, like a whale sucking a long river, reaching the depths of the dense forest, as if some creature was hungry for this death air.

  The battlefield above the sky.

  Quiet, but ambush murderous intentions, one wrong move, and what you have to face may be death.

  The five-headed king-rank mummy is artificially bred after all, and its strength is much weaker than that of humans of the same rank, but two people are enough to suppress it.

  Five kings against Pharaoh alone.

  In a short period of time, the two sides have exchanges with each other, and it turned out to be an even match.

  For the kings, fighting for several hours is really not worth mentioning. They have already broken through the limit of individual human genes. Even if they stand for seven days and seven nights, they will never be exhausted.

   It's just, it's just a match.

   Even if they want to do something else, they are really powerless.

  Although Pharaoh is a title-level powerhouse, his individual strength is not strong enough to crush the five kings. His overall strength is more reflected in the army of undead.

   "Hold on for another half an hour, Elder Wu is rushing here."

   "The Eight Kings of the New World... This time, they are all dispatched"

  The sound transmission between the seven people, Jianzhu's sound transmission at this time is undoubtedly a calming needle, which calms everyone's hearts a little bit.

   It's just that their hearts sank slightly.

  The Eight Kings of the New World... Pharaoh is one of them, and his real name is actually Pharaoh!

   And the strength of the other seven is comparable to his!

   All the Eight Kings of the New World are dispatched this time. What is the purpose of such a big battle?

   Is it just this special golden stage [withered land]?

   And at this moment.

   Suddenly.

  The heaven and the earth are still, and time and space stop.

  The fallen leaves on the dead tree are gently falling, and the dead branches are swaying gently, as if celebrating!

  A strong joy descended, and the sky seemed to be a little darker.

  The king is about to die, the sky is happy, and the earth is also happy.

  Every king is a person who breaks the limit of his own genes and has a destiny. He is the darling of this world, and their fate has long been connected with the world.

   But this heaven and earth refers to the earth.

  As for the dimensional space, the king is undoubtedly the root of all evil, maggots, ants, and enemy bandits!

   "This is the appearance of the fallen king!"

   "It was the pig's head and the dragon's head that killed the king of the new world!"

  Everyone is overjoyed, two new kings have been added again, which is enough to tilt the battlefield towards the human side!

  Only Jian Zhu had a serious expression on his face, and he could smell a familiar smell in this fallen breath.

   Above the sky, a phantom that covered the sky and the sun emerged, with hair like steel knives sticking upside down, fangs like mountain peaks, eyes like sun and moon, aura like abyss like hell, filled with **** aura.

   This is a wild boar like an ancient beast!

   "Pig head!?"

   "It's a pig's head!?"

"how come?!"

   "How could it be a pig's head!?"

  A trembling sound resounded throughout the withered land.

   "The one who kills me, the dragon head!"

   "Dragon head, from the new world!"

   is the sound of the pig head, the tail of the twelve heads in Hua.

   Before everyone could respond to this unacceptable news, the huge phantom seemed to be absorbed by a force, and it instantly turned into a stream of air, being engulfed and pulled to a certain place.

   "Dare!"

  Sword Zhu was furious, with thousands of swords in his hands shining with infinite light, and with a single swing, it seemed that the sun, moon and stars were shining brightly!

   And at this moment.

  Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

   A muffled sound came, resounding throughout the withered land.

   Listen carefully.

  It's like...the sound of a beating heart.

   It seems that the sleeping king is slowly waking up.

   Mutation.

   regeneration.

   Thanks to the boss [Hanli] for the 20,000 rewards, and thanks to [3080] [Floating With the Wind] [Want to eat mobile phone] for the reward, thank you very much.

  (end of this chapter)