Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

The brain of the ancient dream saint is still out of control.

It's like a violent volcano, continuously ejecting magma to the outside world, ejecting brain waves visible to the naked eye.

She seems to have become a "nightmare generator".

When Meng Chao got close to her brain, her eyes tingled slightly, and she saw the fragmented and tragic scene again.

The cannibalism of the Bighorn Legion, the grinning and roaring of the Zombie Rat God, and a lonely little girl, after all her relatives died of the plague, drifted with the tide and wandered in this cruel world.

No, more than that.

In a daze, Meng Chao also saw the Great Horn Legion that had surrendered and was being reorganized in an orderly manner under the surveillance of the wolf cavalry.

Seeing the witch doctors of the wolf tribe feed the rat warriors a bowl of steaming, suspicious-colored secret medicine, which caused them to twitch in agony, their blood vessels protruded, their muscles became stronger, and their canine teeth were exposed like wolves , eyes bloodthirsty like wolves.

I saw the scene where the wolf cavalry moved out ancient weapons that seemed to be excavated from the depths of the ground, behind the bronze gate, and re-armed the Ratmen warriors.

This is not a nightmare.

It's something that's happening somewhere around here.

As the saying goes, "If you survive a catastrophe, you must have a blessing in the future."

As the ancient dream saint escaped from death, her ability was greatly enhanced.

In the past, she could only sneak into other people's dreams.

But now, she seems to be able to sneak into other people's brains randomly at the cost of burning her own brain - as long as the other party has established a spiritual connection with her in the dream in the past.

At this moment, Meng Chao suddenly felt that his right hand was soaked in magma.

When he looked down, he found that at some point, the skinny five fingers of the Saintess of Ancient Dream gently grasped his palm.

And she was trembling at a high speed, her pupils could hardly be seen, and her eyes, which were as vague as mist and as mysterious as a swamp, also locked onto Meng Chao's eyes.

This gave Meng Chao a very strange feeling.

The Ancient Dream Saintess was not in a coma.

In other words, even in a coma, she is still fighting the unstoppable fate in her own way.

Meng Chao took a deep breath and changed from kneeling to sitting cross-legged.

He also helped the ancient dream saint girl up, leaning her back against the cave wall, and sat cross-legged in front of him.

Then, he guided his spiritual energy into the brain, and through the spiritual energy around the brain blood vessels and brain nerves, running at a high speed like an electromagnetic coil, he fine-tuned his brain wave tremor frequency, trying to capture the brain wave frequency band of the ancient dream saint, thus Enter the dream of the ancient dream saint.

He had a faint feeling.

The ancient dream saint has something to say to him.

She wants him to watch something.

Because the distance between the two is so close.

Their foreheads could almost be pressed together, and they could hear the sound of the blood in each other's brain vessels almost boiling under the blessing of spiritual energy.

Moreover, Meng Chao had established a spiritual connection with the ancient dream saint many times, and there was a fixed communication frequency band between their brains.

Therefore, Meng Chao quickly entered the dream of the ancient dream saint with ease.

Come to the "foggy wrap-around multi-screen cinema" again.

But this time, a large number of pictures and sounds spied from the perspective of ordinary soldiers of the Big Horn Legion all whizzed past Meng Chao and disappeared.

Obviously, these ordinary fighters were not the focus of the Saintess Gumeng's wish for Meng Chao to pay attention to.

There was only one picture, which became bigger and clearer and clearer, almost turning into a vivid real world around Meng Chao.

"here it is……"

Every cluster of nerve endings in Meng Chao's body shrank to the limit reflexively.

Muscles bounced like swords out of their sheaths, instinctively ready for battle.

He also thought that he had returned to the depths of the Wuyin Absolute Territory.

It is also boundless as far as the eye can see, like a primitive jungle like a raging sea.

The same colorful, grotesque, mysterious plant and flora colonies that are completely different from the conventional ecological environment of the earth and other worlds.

The sun is also invisible, but it emits a strange light, like an impenetrable sky covered with a crystal dome.

The same fog full of fangs and claws swallowed the sight of intruders, making it impossible for people to see the boundaries of the surrounding environment.

But this place is even weirder than the Absolute Fog.

Because, Meng Chao saw that there were no less than a hundred mountains, large and small, floating in the mist.

Judging from the number of plants growing on it, the smallest hilltop has a diameter of about ten to twenty meters. It is more like a huge rock than a mountain.

But on the largest mountain, there are densely packed towering trees, several colorful waterfalls criss-crossing, and dozens of mountain peaks rolling up and down. It was the entire mountain range, which soared into the sky like an ancient beast awakened from a long sleep for hundreds of millions of years, occupying half of the sky.

These large and small floating mountains are crushed down like collapsed cliffs.

Combined with the roar of the waterfall, it brings an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Rao Meng Chao knew very well that he was only spying on someone's vision through the ancient dream saint.

I can't help but feel dizzy and have difficulty breathing.

His mind turned, and he immediately guessed where it was.

The holy mountain of Turan, the place where the big fireball that crossed the sea of ​​stars fell!

The environment here is so weird. It should be because when the Turan civilization crossed over, it set off space folds, disturbed the law of gravity, and the aftermath of space chaos has not completely subsided until today, right?

No wonder, whether it was the army of the Holy Light three thousand years ago or the high-level orcs in the last three thousand years, it was difficult to pass through this three-dimensional maze and find the real treasure.

Because, in such a place, the space is extremely unstable, and small-scale space gaps will appear and annihilate at any time, changing the entire environment in minutes, sending people randomly to other places, even directly into the rock!

At this moment, the picture in front of Meng Chao's eyes shook.

It seems that the owner of these "eyes" is turning his head and looking around.

And Meng Chao's sight also changed from far to near, from the floating mountains in the distance to the jungle in front of him.

At this time, he discovered that in the seemingly vast primitive jungle, there were huge broken mechanical wrecks scattered everywhere.

The design style of these huge machines is completely different from that of the earth machines.

It was more like the combination of the crystal weapons driven by the "ancients" and the steam machinery full of gears, pipes and bearings that Meng Chao had seen through the remaining memory cells of the "matrix" on the ancient battlefield.

Sophisticated, gorgeous, divine, majestic.

It's like the will of the gods and demons, through the soul crystal, is poured into the intricate steam machines.

However, that was a long time ago.

These huge mechanical wrecks seem to have been sleeping for thousands of years in the holy mountain of Turan.

After thousands of years of wind and rain and spiritual erosion, they have long been integrated with the unpredictable primitive jungle.

Many huge mechanical wrecks were swallowed by swamps and humus, leaving only the tip of the iceberg exposed to the air.

There are also many huge mechanical wrecks, all covered with a thick layer of creep, and even plants dancing with demons, gradually growing together.

There are even many fragmented wreckage, no matter the texture of crystal or metal, they are all peeled off, like fossils shattered by lightning, showing a lifeless gray-white.

No wonder Meng Chao didn't notice their existence at first.

No, not right!

Not all giant mechanical wrecks are "dead."

There are still some huge machines that are still "alive"!

On the right side of the field of vision of these "eyes", the jungle is burning. Hundreds of towering trees that cannot be hugged by three or five people are swaying to and fro. radiation.

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, a large number of huge mechanical wreckage fell like heavenly maidens.

As soon as the burnt red wreck hit the ground, it scorched the surrounding weeds and bushes, emitting thick smoke.

This is enough to show that they were blasted to pieces just now in a fierce battle of thousands of degrees.

Soon, dozens of metal statues cast in the image of tigers and wolves jumped out of the raging flames.

These movable metal statues are still surrounded by flames and covered with shocking wounds. If you look carefully along many wounds, you can even see the white periosteum and bloody internal organs.

But they didn't even tremble with their little fingers.

Let the mercury-like viscous substance on his body slowly flow towards the wound, repair the damaged body, and re-solidify into a seamless armor.

As for the blood winding down along the totem pattern engraved on the armor.

They had already been blown away and shattered by their killing intent, and turned into a misty blood mist that shrouded them all around, making them look stronger and larger than their real bodies.

Meng Chao's heart shuddered.

It can be seen that these guys are all masters of the tiger clan and wolf clan.

In particular, the strong tiger clan who occupied the center of the field of vision looked like fierce tigers standing upright. After being magnified three to five times as a whole, they were covered with seven or eight layers of heavy armor.

Compared with these Tiger Clan masters, the team led by "Corrosion Fang" that hunted down "Platinum Embrace" was as docile and cute as a group of "meowing" kittens, harmless to humans and animals.

However, compared with the last Tiger Clan giant who stepped out of the flames, these bloody and murderous Tiger Clan masters seemed a bit gentle, even weak.

"Okay, so huge!"

Meng Chao never thought that a strong tiger clan with pure bloodlines could grow stronger than a wild elephant warrior.

His hands and feet are like four wildly grown logs, and his torso is more like a towering tree rising from the ground.

Rao is the surface of the totem armor layered on his body, with dense and gorgeous runes growing on it, forming a pair of mysterious and complicated totems, exuding the brilliance of the best armor.

However, with every pedaling, the slight deformation of the armor still made people worry, whether this high-level totem armor could stop his muscles from bursting unscrupulously?