Survival in the wasteland: I have a template for cultivating immortals

Chapter 97 Crossing
【three! 】

【two! 】

【one! 】

【Send! 】

The countdown to the global announcement came and fell on the minds of every contestant.

Among them was Lu Quan, who was lying on the ground panting.

"How about it, big guy, stand up! Let's go to the Temple of the Fallen and continue to fight! Come on!"

Chen Qiong's original pretty face and attire had completely disappeared, but now her hair was disheveled, her body was covered in countless bloodstains, her nasal bone was even half collapsed, and with that crazily yelling, she looked more like a crazy woman.

"Let me get to know him at once, otherwise I'm afraid that entering the Fallen Temple will change things."

Zhang Yizhou next door was drooping with his left arm, the joints were limp, as if he had been broken and fractured, so he could only hold the dagger in his right hand, and was wary of Lu Quan who was lying on the ground.

"Don't fight, don't fight, if this continues, we will definitely not be able to win."

Fang Ping next door was still covering his ears, squatting under a certain tree, muttering.

"Fang Ping! Shut up! It's too noisy!"

Chen Qiong glared at Fang Ping extremely displeased.

Chasing all the way, Fang Ping was like a tarsal maggot, following them all the time, and shouting some incomprehensible words behind them.

"Shut up, or I will kill you and send you back to the wasteland!"

Zhang Yizhou walked towards Fang Ping with a dagger in his hand, wanting to threaten him.

Click!

But when he hadn't reached Fang Ping, there was a sound of the metal mechanism closing under his feet, and then an extremely fast wooden spike fell from the sky, directly piercing Zhang Yizhou's sole.

Ahhhhh!
Blood splattered, bones broke, and the severe pain in his feet instantly spread to Zhang Yizhou's brain, stimulating his nerves.

Zhang Yizhou felt that his feet were being stabbed by thousands of scorching sharp knives, and a heart-wrenching pain spread all over his body.

The pain caused bean-sized drops of sweat to appear on his forehead, and Zhang Yizhou subconsciously walked back.

But the wooden thorns on the feet were extremely deep, and they nailed Zhang Yizhou to this place. Every time he moved his legs, Zhang Yizhou trembled with pain.

"Damn it! Fang Ping!"

Chen Qiong turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw a tall wooden spur standing in front of Zhang Yizhou, while Zhang Yizhou was half kneeling on the ground, his whole body convulsed, moaning silently in pain.

how come!
Is it a trap?
When did she arrange it? ? !
Chen Qiong was confused for a moment, but then she saw Fang Ping stand up slowly, with bright scarlet flashing in her pupils.

"All traitors must die!"

Fang Ping's mouth was torn open, revealing an extremely bloody smile, looking straight at Chen Qiong.

"no no!"

Seeing the scarlet in Fang Ping's eyes, Chen Qiong suddenly remembered something and ran back in panic.

call out!
call out!
Two piercing sounds came speeding through the air.

Swish!
Ahh!

Chen Qiong, who was running back, felt a pain in his shoulder, as if he had been pierced by some kind of extremely sharp blade, and he paused for a moment.

"Zhang Yizhou, you!"

Taking a painful look to the side, he suddenly found that Zhang Yizhou had escaped from the trap at some point, and was looking at him expressionlessly. The dagger he had been holding in his hand was deeply pierced into his shoulder at this moment.

"Scarlet."

Fang Ping looked up, and suddenly found a scarlet flame burning deep in Zhang Yizhou's eyes, but in an instant, Zhang Yizhou's eyes were completely covered by this scarlet.

"You too. Lu Quan, look at your brother, hahahahaha!"

Chen Qiong watched Fang Ping walking towards her step by step, and knew in her heart that this matter was not going to turn around, so she laughed miserably, and the laughter was extremely piercing.

"Ah, cough, Xie Fan."

Lu Quan, who was on the side, saw the scarlet air mass on Zhang Yizhou and Fang Ping's body, his face was sad, and he sighed softly.

"As it should be."

After clasping his hands together, Lu Quan felt a gravitational force coming from behind him, and then he lost consciousness.

At the same time, no matter what they did, all the contestants in the Dragon Clan's secret realm, a black hole appeared behind them, sucked them into it, and finally disappeared.

The speed was so fast that even the audience in the live broadcast room did not react, and the entire live broadcast room became a black screen.

"Damn it. Is it that fast? One second I was watching Chen Qiong get caught, but the next second it's gone?"

"Hey, I feel that the people in this X-4 area are so dark, with all kinds of fighting and betrayal, making me feel like watching some kind of spy movie on Blue Star."

"Wrong, wrong, it's not a spy movie, it's a suspenseful bloody horror movie that some adults can't stand."

"Indeed, I think I've killed a lot of zombies, but Xie Fan's face was smashed, I feel chilly behind me when I think about it now."

"Could you be a little bit fresher, we wasteland pays attention to harmony."

"You are not from the X-3 area. You don't feel pain in your back when you talk here. I don't know how to deal with the beast tide and corpse tide in the future."

"Hey, I am convinced by the group of silent people, wouldn't it be good to carry out the secret realm of the Dragon Clan? I don't know what to covet, what a shit!"

"Exactly! In the end, they are not people from our X-3 area, so bear with them!"

"I'm so angry, the live broadcast room in the X-3 area has been turned off!"

"Don't mention it, I just brushed it off. If Shen Mo doesn't cooperate with the people in the X-4 area, nothing will happen."

"Indeed, I can only say that I deserve it for being treated as a bloody slave!"

"Deserved!"

"Deserved!"

Many contestants are in a teleportation coma state, and they don't know anything about the outside world.

But the only exception is that Qin Yu was looking at the situation in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"Why can a black hole accommodate the two of us?"

The size of the black hole is only big enough to accommodate one person, and Qin Yu is still crowded in this small space with a zombie that exudes a rancid smell.

"Hoohoo."

Sangbiao put his hands on the inner wall of the black hole, leaning against Qin Yu, and roared slightly.

It seems to be saying, who knows!
"No, where were you just now, are you also in the secret realm of the Dragon Clan?"

Seeing Sangbiao coming here, Qin Yu also asked.

Because in the secret realm of the Dragon Clan, he didn't sense the existence of Sangbiao at all.

There wasn't even a trace of telepathy, as if the cross-time and space directly cut off his spiritual connection with Sangbiao.

But after being sucked in by the black hole, the familiar telepathy returned.

"Hoohoo."

Sangbiao worked hard with his hands, squeezed his fingers, and put them in his mouth.

"Uh, how many hours have you been catching sandworms in the fields?"

The corner of Qin Yu's mouth twitched slightly.

"Roar."

Sangbiao nodded.

"But I remember. You should have inhaled it with me. Did I remember wrong?"

Qin Yu scratched the back of his head.

Sangbiao shrugged, then knocked on the inner wall of the black hole, as if asking, what is this and where is this place?
"Hey, I hope you can go with me to the so-called fallen temple, there is a person who is not easy to mess with."

Qin Yu thought of Xie Fan, his methods of controlling others, and his bloody slaves.

(End of this chapter)