Chapter 492

On the 37th, he looked at the place where Zhang Mu disappeared and remained silent.

He knew something inside and wanted to pull Zhang Mu, but now what the master has done shows that Zhang Mu has become important to a certain extent, otherwise he won't tear his face with him in the era store.

Do you still underestimate Zhang Mu?

Aware of the burning pain on his body, the heart of No. 37 suddenly sank.

The power of domination is so powerful that even in the era store, he is still crushed.

Their own strength is still not enough. Unless they understand that law, they can compete with their family.

The law of life!

Only by mastering the law of life can he have the opportunity to compete with the master, but now he can't do it.

At the beginning, he secretly studied the law of life. Just with little success, he was strangled in the cradle.

If his perfect performance in hundreds of test sites had not prevented him from this disaster, he might have been handled internally like the guy in Hohhot capital.

Because the law of life is also taboo in the era caravan.

The law of symbiosis between creation and destruction, No. 37 desire, but is desperately limited.

The severity of the era caravan to this taboo law can be reflected in the No. 37. The No. 37, which was the highest and most favored in that year, was mercilessly punished by the era caravan, resulting in being transferred to remote areas.

Finally, tiger luopingyang was bullied by dogs. Unexpectedly, in order to continue to suppress him, some people used the means of making era agent merchant puppets.

Zhang Mu has no chance to know all this. Now Zhang Mu, without exception, has lost his mind during transmission.

The effect of Buddha devil futu is on Zhang Mu all the time. Even if there is a relic guarding the spiritual sea, it needs to be in a tight state all the time.

But now he was forced into a coma, but his soul was awake.

However, it was still hard. On the one hand, the Buddha was chirping and chanting scriptures, and on the other hand, evil spirits were threatening him.

Although after one experience, Zhang Mu won't be tempted and frightened by the Buddha and demons, he can't help but annoy them all the time. He had to block his soul with relic, and simply want to be quiet, waiting for himself to enter the era battlefield.

The transmission place of future generations should be a human city. At that time, he was the third-order peak of the first wave and mixed with the crowd. However, there was no organization and discipline at that time, so it was easy to muddle through.

But now it's different to go in. After three or four months, you must be checked as soon as you go in. People in the early stage of the third order can only act as agents for businessmen through the era.

However, the era agent merchants in the early stage of the third order should also be a wonderful flower. Will they be claimed by the era agent merchants.

By the way, my magic now is level 4!

Zhang Mu suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He can use magic to lift his breath up, so that others mistakenly think he is a third-order peak or a fourth-order peak. At that time, he can swagger into the city.

Then go to find hachimu. With the strength and wrist of the remaining eight war riding leaders in the general city of Inner Mongolia, if they survive smoothly, they must be the highest level of the human camp now.

Moreover, hachimu was already the strength of the early stage of the third level before Zhang Mu left. Although the injury was not light, Zhang Mu believed that hachimu would not die so easily.

There are Zhang Yi, qizidar and hachimu in the general city of Inner Mongolia. That's enough!

After that bloody battle, the remaining veterans are also the elite teachers of war riding. It's not good to say that, like later generations, they are the absolute mainstay in the human camp.

By the way, where's your Obsidian?

Zhang Mu suddenly thought of his little black. He should have entered the era battlefield. Otherwise, with their previous blood contract, Zhang Mu can at least sense some vague connections.

But I don't know what's going on, but I can't remember where it went. Zhang Mu fell into meditation.

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Mu still didn't think clearly.

I should have left with hachimu. When I meet them, I'll be clear as soon as I ask.

Although he felt something missing, Zhang Mu didn't want to think hard. He always felt whether he had hit his head at the bottom of the river. How could he forget so much.

Now Zhang Mu is suspended in a bright space, surrounded by several towering columns, unable to see the top.

"It is detected that there are evolutionary biological transmissions in the test site. Now start the detection."

Era battlefield is an independent space, not within the scope of the earth.

A beam of light scanned the lying Zhang Mu from head to foot and made a drop detection sound.

"At the beginning of the third stage, the agent merchant of the advanced era is now detecting the target race."

This time, the beam scanning time is a little long, and there seems to be some hesitation in judgment.

"Target race determination, Terran."

"Didi... Didi... Wrong judgment..."

"The target race is redefined, the plant race."

Plant family!

Zhang Mu was judged to be a plant family!

Now Zhang Mu's limbs and bones are full of green fluorescence. The origin of the wood of the blood vine lotus has been released because of Zhang Mu's racial judgment.

Originally, in order to save Zhang Mu, xuetenglian scattered all her wood sources into Zhang Mu's body and fused with his body, so as to repair the wounds that were full of holes and could not heal themselves.

But now because of this, the detection system entered the era battlefield completely determined Zhang Mu as a mutant plant.

Zhang Mu's ordinary human body has no luminous point compared with the origin of wood.

However, with the development of the detection system, Zhang Mu's origin of wood was released, and the blood vine lotus in his body was evolving rapidly, absorbing the breath that originally belonged to him.

Gradually, Zhang Mu began to drill out plant tentacles, wrapped around him and enjoyed the power of the origin of wood.

The sleeping Zhang Mu doesn't know this at all. He is still thinking about how to contact the human beings in charge of receiving and asking them to send themselves to hachimu.

However, the detection sound of the era battlefield was finally confirmed at this time, and then sounded again.

"The target will be sent to the era battlefield. Location: plant camp. Transmission will begin in three seconds."

"Drop..."

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

With the end of the countdown, Zhang Mu's figure haunting the green light disappeared in this connecting space.

However, Zhang Mu had never thought of it. The excitement waiting for him could not be described.