When Chen Yang entered the small tent, Erhai gritted his teeth and said, "This **** dared to scold me. When he gets away this time, I must make him look good."

"Enough, Erhai."

Lang Xiaoran dealt with Shenwu's injury and looked at Erhai, angrily: "I really did not expect that you are such a person, you are so disappointed."

Er Hai's eyes showed a cold light, and Shen said, "Miss Xiao Ran, I'm desperate for you. Now, you say you are disappointed in me?"

Lang Xiaoran shrugged his lips, ignored Erhai, and sat at the door of his tent. Shen said, "Now, don't disturb Chen Yang, only he can save us."

"Do you really believe that kid?"

Erhai widened his eyes and glanced at the worm, saying, "Zhongli has become a second-order beast decision: 傀儡, in cooperation with his innate late beast 蜈蚣, the combat power is not ordinary.

"The kid was closed for a while, and he wanted to defeat the worm. It was impossible. In my opinion, Chen Yang's kid might have burrowed in the ground quietly and planned to escape from the ground."

"you……"

Lang Xiaoran wanted to refute, but did not continue.

At this moment, the Zerglings were watching outside the power grid cover. If they were noisy, wouldn't they let them see jokes of the Wolflings.

At the same time, the grid was outside.

"It's just a congenital boy, so crazy!"

Zeng Li looked at the several strange beast insects and the clan who was killed, and his eyes were full of anger.

He didn't care about the lives of others, but he felt his majesty provoked.

"Huh, this broken hood, I will definitely break open."

The insect looked at the power grid hood with a cold hum, and there was a dim light in his eyes.

There was a gurgling sound in the trees, and it was getting louder and closer.

Soon, a variety of insects appeared in the trees.

Insects gathered together, and a black piece surrounded the grid cover.

"go with!"

The insect waved his hands forward, and the insect rushed up towards the grid cover.

The crackling sound was endless, and the insects that touched the power grid cover were instantly electrocuted and torn apart.

These insects are ordinary insects, not strange animals, very weak.

Facing the extremely high voltage of the grid cover, they are vulnerable.

However, it cannot support a large number. If it continues, the power of the grid cover will be consumed by insects and eventually broken.

Under the constant impact of insects, there has been a slight fluctuation in the grid cover that has been stable.

Seeing this, the wolf spirit people are panicking.

Lang Hai nervously said, "What should we do, find a way? If this cover is broken, we will be dead."

Everyone else is silent, who can think of a way?

"Hahaha, see how long you can hold on!"

The insect laughed excitedly and pointed his hands forward. The insect hit the grid cover faster.

...

Lang Xiaoran was inside that little tent.

Chen Yang sat on the ground, his whole body surging up, letting out, and then slapping on him like a raging wave.

His body had been beaten red, and even swollen in some places.

This scene looks strange, but in fact he is practicing "The Eight Wastelands".

Cultivation is very difficult, and it is a process of struggling the body.

If there is enough time, Chen Yang does not need to suffer this kind of suffering.

But the situation was urgent at the moment, and he could only use this extreme method to challenge the limit and break through.

"Eight Wastelands" is divided into nine layers, and each one is very powerful.

Even if it is only the first priority, it is not an innate situation that can be countered.

After training, it is definitely a humanoid tank, and it can run into it without fear of the impact of the innate state.

Even the foundation can be built without fear.

Just as Hao Lan stayed on the front page of "Bahuangbajujue", this practice is definitely an anti-level existence.

Although "The Eight Wastelands" is powerful, Chen Yang doesn't think he can reach the first place in just a few hours.

However, as long as the first threshold can be touched, then it is completely enough to deal with insects without pressure.

Unconsciously, an hour passed.

Suddenly, Chen Yang's injuries recovered quickly with the speed visible to the naked eye.

The scars, redness and swelling disappeared.

His skin became more shiny, like a newborn baby.

"I finally realized!"

There was a touch of joy on Chen Yang's face, controlling his qi, and aggravating his strength.

But the anger went on, and his body didn't react at all.

It was enough to kill the ordinary innate attack in the early days, giving him the feeling of tickling.

This hasn't been introduced yet. It's just practice. "Eight Wastelands" shows such a powerful power, and it strengthens Chen Yang's belief in practicing this practice.

He didn't stop, because as soon as he stopped, everything fell short.

Today, it is definitely impossible to advance to the first level, but he must master the rhythm of this body movement method.

At the moment of his cultivation, the army of insects outside was still hitting the grid cover.

Unconsciously, four or five hours passed, and the sun was rising, casting a radiance on the forest.

Crackling ...

The arc flame ignited and a large number of insects were turned into coke.

Outside the grid cover, the insects' bodies have piled up more than half a meter high, but there are still a steady stream of pounces from the rear.

Throughout the Himalayas, I don't know how many died that night.

The electrical energy of the grid cover is significantly weakened, and the light and energy fluctuations are not as strong as before.

Although this is the high technology of the United States, the power reserve of the twelve discs is ultimately limited.

The constant attack of insects has already consumed electric power to seven or eight.

Crack!

A fierce bang sounded, and one of the discs that released electrical energy was exhausted and torn apart.

The grid cover must be composed of twelve disks. When this disk is broken, the entire grid cover suddenly collapses, leaving only scattered arcs jumping in the air.

The insects that were blocked just now swarmed towards the wolf spirit people.

Those strange beast insects, and the Zerglings, also attacked fiercely.

"No! Run away."

Lang Hai's face changed suddenly, he shouted, and turned and ran.

The remaining wolf spirits also fled with Lang Hai.

At the same time, they issued instructions to allow their respective beast wolves to stay, blocking the Worms ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ What are you doing and running away, regardless of the life and death of the wolves? "

Lang Xiaoran stood outside the small tent and shouted at Lang Hai.

Lang Hai glanced back. Although he wanted Lang Xiaoran, he valued his life more.

After hesitating for less than half a second, he ignored Lang Xiaoran and ran away.

Seeing this, Lang Xiaoran stomped angrily.

But before Lang Hai ran two steps, a giant cormorant stopped him.

This puppet is exactly the innate late beast of Zongli.

At the same time, other wolf spirit people were also stopped.

The situation is critical and the situation is over.

On the other side, Li Li rushed to Lang Xiaoran, flashing evil light in his eyes, and sneered, "Lang Xiaoran, you are mine."