"Qinglong!"

At this time, the voice of 'Ying Long' that had just recovered from the dead state sounded in his headphones: "The door did not leave Xuanxing, what was in space was its reflection... The monster seemed to be coming through the reflection portal..."

"come over?"

Qinglong suddenly woke up: "Where is the door? Is that door still in the atmosphere?"

"...... has disappeared, searching for location again."

Ying Long stopped slightly for a moment before responding again: "Where has been deduced that door is...it is in the Antarctic Glacier...

No, the door is moving.”

As soon as Qinglong pressed his arm, a red light projected a faint light curtain in front of him. The light curtain was not parallel, but existed outside the body.

The warp and weft lines on it intertwined to form a huge warp and weft grid.

At this moment, a spot of light appeared above it, and the spot of light seemed to be being chased by someone madly while moving at high speed.

"Did that monster escape?"

Looking at the light spots that kept flashing on the projection, sometimes east and sometimes west, like headless flies, Qinglong's heart skipped a beat.

One wave has not yet settled, and another wave has started again.

The shock more than half a year ago is still being digested throughout the world. In addition to Daxuan, evil organizations have appeared in many countries. Some people even held high the flag of doomsday and hyped up the arrival of doomsday, and death is the only destination of mankind.

It's only half a year, but it's going to cause such a big wave again?

Thinking about Ying Long's calculations about the Martian giant snake in the past six months, his heart felt a little cold. This monster is more than a thousand times better than the zombie king who replaced the "Mu Feng"?

Once it arrives, how can you resist it?

Still counting on the ‘Dream of Royal Power’?

For a moment, Qinglong gritted his teeth and almost shattered his teeth: "Yinglong, what is the ultimate goal of calculating that 'door'?"

"That gate has crossed the Hengduan Mountains...it seems to be coming towards Daxuan."

Ying Long's voice was still calm: "25.2% may be the Magic City, 41.8% may be Xiangjiang, and 15.4% may be in Xuanjing...

The door seemed to be consciously avoiding something, and might also be to find the best place to arrive... The expected landing time is in forty-two minutes."

"Forty-two minutes..."

The infinite pressure rose sharply, and Qinglong felt that his breath was cut off, and he almost passed away under the huge pressure: "Then, what can we do?"

His voice became hoarse.

Yazi and several other special affairs bureau staff stationed here have already weakened and fallen to the ground.

Humans have different sorrows and joys, and artificial intelligence Yinglong can't understand humans' sorrows and joys.
Chapter completed!