Luo Zheng was about to say something to comfort Ling Shuang when he saw one of the armors turning towards him.
He gritted his teeth slightly, grabbed Ling Shuang, threw it upwards, and threw it behind the armor.
"Puff puff puff puff..."
The speed of this armor is getting faster and faster, and all the Yang souls that cross its path are instantly beaten to death, and they rush towards Luo Zheng in an instant.
"Stop!"
Luo Zheng shrunk into a bow and threw himself towards the ground, avoiding the two rotating rusty knives and hitting the footsteps of the armor.
Faced with the armor, Luo Zheng didn't hold anything back. Under this collision, the power of five to six hundred divine weapons exploded!
Although this gloomy armor is powerful, Luo Zheng can do what they can do.
After this impact, Luo Zheng thought of attacking its lower body and bringing it down to the ground...
But after the real collision, Luo Zheng realized that he was wrong.
"Bang!"
Along with the crisp sound, Luo Zheng felt a heavy blunt blow on his shoulder. The armor was actually stronger than Luo Zheng's body!
This is the other side after all, and Luo Zheng has no sealing stone solution to protect his body.
But in just thirteen heavens, this armor is so strong?
The impact failed to bring down the armor, but a "buzzing" sound was heard from the armor's head, and a rusty knife was chopped off at the head.
Luo Zheng rolled, and the rusty knife scratched directly on the floor, creating a crack on the floor.
The ground also has a faint metallic color. If Luo Zheng uses all his strength, it will not be easy to destroy it, but the rusty knife scratches it like a piece of paper. It can be imagined that the power of the armor is far beyond Luo Zheng.
"Buzz!"
The two red dots on the head of the armor flickered slightly. It failed to hit Luo Zheng with one strike, and the rusty knife in its hand slashed out again. Each strike followed Luo Zheng, and the speed became faster and faster!
"Ms. mist mist mist..."
After six or seven consecutive cuts, Luo Zheng could only keep rolling.
After all, his speed slowed down a bit, and he felt a cold feeling on his back. One of the knives actually scratched along his back, pulling out a terrible wound. If he had been slower, he might have been cut in half!
"Buzz!"
This armor was also a little surprised that Luo Zheng was able to avoid his own attacks. It actually gave up chasing other Yang Souls and clung to Luo Zheng.
"Go back quickly!"
Ling Shuang was thrown into the corner. Seeing Luo Zheng in danger, he was extremely nervous and reminded loudly.
But the basement is such a large area. No matter how much Luo Zheng retreats, he will be pushed back by the armor. He can only keep moving and flickering, and his body keeps shuttling between the two rusty knives, which is full of dangers.
The Jiuli people stood above, and even from a distance, they could hear the wailing and calling for help coming from underground.
"It's so miserable..." The little human girl closed her eyes.
Although most of the people in the basement are foreign Yang souls, it is extremely difficult to cultivate to this level. It is indeed extremely miserable to die in the other side without knowing anything.
"People always have to pay the price for their greed..." the little girl's brother said coldly.
What a temptation it is to lead to the dark realm?
Yang souls who have cultivated to the thirteenth level want to go to another level. Who is willing to give up this opportunity?
It's a pity that they chose the wrong method.
Ling Shuang leaned against the corner and looked at Luo Zheng not far away, exclaiming from time to time.
Luo Zheng was like walking on a tightrope, shuttling between two dancing rusty knives. She was full of worries, but she couldn't do anything to help.
Those Yang Souls also tried to attack these two armors. Even Luo Zheng's physical body could not shake them, and Yang Soul's attack methods were even less worth mentioning!
She concentrated on Luo Zheng's every move, but forgot about her own safety.
Another piece of armor rushed towards the left after a burst of massacre on the right!
Although Luo Zheng could not protect himself, he still focused part of his attention on Ling Shuang. Seeing another armor rushing towards her, he suddenly gritted his teeth and punched it hard from bottom to top.
"Pong!"
This punch hit the elbow of the armor. Luo Zheng's fist was painful, and the armor only leaned back slightly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Zheng twisted his body, got in close to the armor, rushed towards Ling Shuang in the corner, picked her up, kicked her feet on the wall, and did a backflip,
Jumped a distance of seven to eight feet!
"Bang bang bang..."
This time, both armors were focused on Luo Zheng and followed closely behind Luo Zheng.
"They're here again..." Ling Shuang said anxiously.
Luo Zheng hugged Ling Shuang and ran wildly, his mind spinning rapidly.
He would die sooner or later if he stayed in the basement. In desperation, he glanced at the wall.
"Yes!"
Without the slightest hesitation, when he rushed towards the right wall of the basement, the power of the god broke out again!
After pedaling on the wall, Luo Zheng was like a dexterous gecko, climbing more than ten feet in an instant.
But the net height of this basement is hundreds of feet, and Luo Zheng cannot fly on the other side. No matter how hard he climbs, he cannot leave the basement. He will fall down sooner or later.
"Hold on tight!"
While Luo Zheng was climbing, he had already carried Ling Shuang on his back. He exerted all his strength and thrust his right hand towards the wall like a spiritual snake.
Four fingers were inserted into the wall!
He and Ling Shuang were fixed on the wall...
The two armors were originally chasing after Luo Zheng. After they found Luo Zheng hanging on the wall, they paused, the red light on their heads flashed, and they tried to jump up.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Although the two armors are indestructible and powerful, they seem to be extremely heavy on their own.
Not to mention jumping to a height of ten feet, he couldn't even reach half a foot off the ground...
Ling Shuang, who was originally nervous, couldn't help laughing when she saw the two armors jumping hard, "Ha, they can't jump!"
Luo Zheng nodded, slightly relieved, "Well, they can't come up."
After the two armors jumped several times, they realized that they couldn't jump up, and finally chose to give up.
There are a considerable number of alien Yang souls everywhere in the basement. After Luo Zheng attracted the attention of the two armors, they finally had a chance to breathe. Now the two armors turned their guns and rushed towards them...
After one stick of incense.
The basement, which was originally crowded with Yang Hun, is now completely empty.
Thousands of foreign yang souls were all killed, and except for Ling Shuang, not a single yang soul escaped!
Luo Zheng and Ling Shuang were still hanging on the wall, looking at the two armors with complicated eyes.
"It's time for them to leave, right?" Ling Shuang whispered.
"If you can't jump up, you will naturally leave," Luo Zheng said confidently.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the two armors came to the wall.
"Click!"
They inserted two rusty knives into the wall one after another, using the rusty knives as fulcrums, pulling them out and inserting them back and forth, and climbed up the wall step by step.
"This armor is really persistent..." Luo Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.