Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping grabbed the token and was about to set off. Suddenly, there was a whistling sound. It sounded like a group of people walking through the jungle, with footsteps and the sound of cutting off vines.

What changed Di Ping's expression even more was that he seemed to hear human voices, but he couldn't tell what the language was.

Di Ping was horrified, how could there be humans here? Isn't it the only one who came in this town demon tower?

The voice was getting closer and closer, he didn't think much anymore, his body moved, and after flashing to a huge boulder, his divine consciousness had swept over at the same time, he wanted to see who it was.

"this is......."

Di Ping was taken aback for a moment when he saw the scene fed back by the divine consciousness, and his whole body was stunned.

He actually saw more than a dozen rat-headed people!

These ratheads are not tall and only one meter, three or four, but all of them are hideous, fierce and fangs, carrying various weapons in their hands, including knives and axes, spears, and bone sticks. People are still carrying **** beasts, as if hunting.

Di Ping looked at these rat-heads, but his heart was surging like a stormy sea!

How could there be a rat head, this is a legendary monster, how could it appear in this world, where is it?

This is the real world, but Di Ping was puzzled. He had been to dozens of small worlds and saw thousands of different animals, but it was the first time he saw a human-like species, which made him not shocked.

This team of ratheads is obviously wise, and from time to time they make gurgling communication sounds, like various languages.

This shocked Di Ping even more. Although mutant beasts are terrifying, they are obviously intelligent creatures. Intelligent species and humans are definitely natural enemies. As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.

If humans and mutant beasts still have the possibility of peaceful coexistence, it is definitely a life-and-death struggle with this kind of humanoid intelligence species. There is no warmth in the competition between different species.

Di Ping didn't move. He decided to observe for a while to see what was going on. He wanted to understand where these ratheads came from.

This group of ratheads came out of the jungle, came to the river, stopped, and began to wash their prey by the river.

This group of ratheads has a clear division of labor, some are on guard, some are dividing prey, and some are cleaning.

One of the rat heads is taller than the average rat heads, like the leader of this group of rat heads.

His body is strong, his muscles are strong, his neck is covered with various animal teeth and bones, his body is wearing a broken breastplate, and the light is bright. He is carrying a thick mace, which is covered with smashes. The scars and the dried bloodstains seemed to have experienced a lot of **** battles.

The Rathead leader was scanning around with vigilant eyes. His eyes were fierce and murderous. When all Ratheads looked at him, there was awe in their eyes.

Looking at the broken breastplate and several metal weapons on the boss's chest.

Di Ping's eyes flickered. These breastplates and weapons were obviously made, and they weren't crudely crafted. I just don't know if they made them or came from there.

If these monsters created it by themselves, it means that they already have a complete cultivation system...Di Ping has not dared to think further.

Forced myself to sink and watched quietly, but when a fire was burning, the rat-heads put the cleaned prey on the rack for roasting.

Di Ping's exploration technique was used, and he swept toward the leader of the rat head.