With this punch, a dull sound came from the wall, but it did not shatter like an ordinary stone wall.
The wall mixed with metal is extremely tough, and a piece of it dented!
"Not broken!"
"The strength is a little weak!"
"It's already very strong! A few more punches will definitely break it!"
The faces of the thousands of Yanghuns were full of nervousness, especially the ear rats.
The last time they explored here, they tried all kinds of methods and even used some forbidden powers, but the power of the soul was too weak after all, and they could not shake the wall at all, and finally returned without success.
Now Luo Zheng just punched and dented the wall, which did not disappoint the ear mice.
"This wall is tougher than I thought," Luo Zheng thought to himself.
Without much hesitation, Luo Zheng lunged forward and punched the wall again.
"Boom!"
Along with a dull sound, the depression pushed inward another two inches.
"Come again!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Every time a punch is struck, the entire basement and even the entire tower will shake.
At the entrance to the passage above the basement, several people from the Jiuli tribe could clearly feel the tremors coming from below.
"Brother, he is really smashing the wall," said the little human girl.
"Let's wait until all the people below are dead before we go down," the little girl's brother said.
The little human girl was still a little confused.
She was still a little worried about the safety of the body, but under these circumstances, it was really impossible for her to stop him.
The Ear Rat clan would not agree, and the thousands of foreign Yang souls in the basement would not agree either.
"We should move further away. If it affects us, we will be in trouble," said a Jiuli tribesman.
The little human girl could only follow them and leave the underground passage.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The metal wall was becoming more and more dented, and some thumb-sized cracks appeared on the surface.
On the other side of the wall, complete circles of patterns are carved. These unusually complex patterns extend along the wall and onto the platforms on both sides of the wall. On this platform stand two blue-black armors.
These two armors are about one person tall, holding two rusty knives in both hands. They have a sinister and powerful appearance, and there are chains the size of thumbs wrapped around the surface of the armor.
They have stood here for who knows how many years, and have experienced many vicissitudes without any movement. They are located at the very back of the Mitian Temple, and are shrouded in darkness on both sides. No race has ever observed the existence of the two armors.
When Luo Zheng punched more than twenty times in a row, the wall was finally broken open!
At this moment, all the alien Yanghuns stretched their necks, trying to see the scene behind through the crack.
Whether it is Luo Zheng, Ear Mouse, Yang or other alien races, they don't know what exists behind the wall.
"Buzz!"
As the wall shattered, the original complete pattern was finally broken apart.
When the patterns broke, the light continued to spread along these patterns, and soon spread on the platform, and the chains wrapped around the two armors also shattered inch by inch!
"Buzz! Buzz!"
Two points of bright red light flashed from the heads of the two armors.
Without the shackles of the chain, the armor actually came to life and jumped off the ground in one step.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
I don't know how much this blue-black armor weighed, and every step I took on the ground made the ground tremble.
"What's that sound?"
"It seems like something is approaching!"
"I don't know what it is..."
The foreign Yang souls were also extremely curious, but the cracks in the wall were too narrow.
Even Luo Zheng, who was standing at the front, couldn't see anything through the cracks.
After hearing the "clang" sound, Luo Zheng also felt a sense of vigilance in his heart, frowned and moved back slightly.
"哐哐哐哐..."
At this time, the clanking sound suddenly accelerated, and the wall that was originally concave outward suddenly bulged inward.
"Zi!"
At the same time, everyone heard a heartbreaking sound of metal tearing.
Four rusty knives came out of the wall!
It was Luo Zheng who reacted very quickly and retreated when he saw the bulge on the wall, otherwise his body might have been penetrated by the rusty knife!
"Zizzizi..."
The four rusty knives twisted around the wall, and two circular holes suddenly appeared in the wall. The two gloomy Kongwu armors passed through the holes and rushed towards the many yang souls in the basement.
.
"retreat!"
Luo Zheng didn't have time to observe carefully, so he pulled Ling Shuang back.
The Yang souls who originally crowded behind Luo Zheng were knocked around by Luo Zheng.
The alien yang souls gathered in the basement were also in chaos at this moment. They scrambled to crawl towards the upward passage one by one. The passage was filled up under the crowd!
"Let's go!"
"What is this armor!"
"It's a trap, a trap!"
"Clang!"
The two armors jumped up in the basement and smashed directly into the alien Yanghuns.
The weight of this armor is extremely terrifying. How can those Yang souls who were hit have any chance of survival? They were directly crushed and their souls were shattered. Not only that, but the Yang souls that were slightly touched by them were also wiped out...
No matter how powerful Yanghun is, he becomes extremely fragile in front of this armor.
Waves of wailing and screaming came from the basement, turning the basement into a Shura field.
The only way to survive is still there. As long as the yang souls still retain their sanity, they are rushing towards the upward passage like crazy. Under such circumstances, how can they care about other yang souls? Some people even take action to kill anyone who stands in front of them.
The Yang Soul is killed directly!
Luo Zheng dragged Ling Shuang and squeezed towards the passage.
He opened the way with his body, and the Yang Soul in front of him was not an obstacle at all.
Within two breaths, he and Ling Shuang arrived under the passage, but when Luo Zheng was about to step onto the passage, there was a sudden cracking sound from above the passage.
"boom!"
The entire upward passage collapsed without warning, and all living creatures' way of survival was cut off.
"Is it really a trap? Or did the ear mice get something wrong?" A thought flashed through Luo Zheng's mind.
"The passage is broken!"
"Ahhh! Help!"
"The armor is coming towards me!"
Many foreign Yang souls almost fell into despair when they saw the broken passage.
The space in the basement is not large, and thousands of Yang souls are simply crowded into each other. Two armors holding four rusty knives are constantly rotating, like two metal storms, rushing left and right in the basement!
All Yang souls involved in this metal storm will be instantly wiped out, without any exception.
"Luo...I'm afraid!"
Ling Shuang grabbed Luo Zheng's hand, her eyes full of horror.
From the time the two armors broke through the wall to now, it only took five or six breaths, and only half of the thousands of Yang souls were left.
This is the scope of the temple, and there is no way to escape from the other side. This is much more dangerous than the Sea of True Intention, and it is a dead end now.