Faced with such a crisis, Tang Ling's reaction was extremely decisive and straightforward. Under the huge water pressure, he directly burst out all his strength, retreated and retreated into the bubble wall.

With a strange "gudong" sound, Tang Ling fell on the horizontal path.

Before he could stand up, he saw a gray-shaped monster with a body like a snake, but his face was a bit flat, like a fish, and biting towards him.

"Si" The bubble wall was bitten in the mouth by the monster, making an uncomfortable sound. Tang Ling leaned against the earth wall, just watching as he saw three rows of teeth in his mouth, and the enlarged monster face stood in front of him, less than thirty centimeters away from him.

The monster was desperately biting the bubble wall, and the small and green monster eyes were staring at Tang Ling. While biting the bubble wall, it struggled hard to move inside.

But at this time the bubble wall showed amazing resilience. No matter how the monster bit and struggled, it would be transformed at most, but there was no sign of being broken through.

But what's next? I'm not going to say more about it next.

Tang Ling wiped the water from his face, stood up, watching at least thirty or forty such monsters floating up from under the rock group, all rushing towards the bubble wall frantically.

At this time, a red turtle had already dived here and rushed over as if he was bewitched, and hit the bubble wall with a "boom".

But the next moment, the red turtle was actually swung its tail and entangled tightly by the monster.

The red turtle began to struggle desperately, but the monster didn't have much difficulty, so it directly strangled the red turtle to deformation. The next moment, it was strangled into three pieces without warning, and floated in the water with bright red blood flowers.

"So strong!" Tang Ling no longer hesitated, but instead took advantage of the fact that more and more monsters gathered towards the bubble wall and turned around and ran away.

At this time, he had already clearly realized that this place was not his current strength and could be involved in it.

It can be said that if I don’t leave, those monsters will sooner or later break through the bubble wall, and I’m afraid they will die very ugly at that time.

Is this maze so terrifying? Tang Ling was very fast and almost took less than two minutes to arrive in front of the stone gate.

After returning to the temple, the stone gate disappeared silently, and the golden halo disappeared along with the stone gate.

Tang Ling was still breathing.

From entering the stone gate to returning, it took only ten minutes. If it weren't for the water stains on his body, it would be hard to believe that all this was true.

By this time, Tang Ling had a vague understanding in his heart.

This huge dragon-shaped maze is impossible to enter easily. It is full of huge dangers, just like the monsters just now, what level of ferocious beasts were they?

There is no obvious feature on them at all, such as purple patterns.

On the contrary, Tang Ling clearly saw two purple patterns on the red turtle that was easily broken.

That is the biggest reason why Tang Ling decided to leave decisively, the second-level beast was easily killed instantly? This means that there are at least a group of level three or above ferocious beasts below.

Even if a Purple Moon warrior discovered the maze under the Lake of God's Tears by chance, I'm afraid it would be...

Uncle Su Xiao is here, is he capable of fighting?

Tang Ling was resting, and at the same time was thinking about how many entrances are there in the temple where he was at this time that he could safely enter the maze?

What does this mean?

Unfortunately, such a huge maze, the puzzle left behind is not something that Tang Ling can solve now.

Looking at the disappearing halo and the lock-shaped logo, Tang Ling didn't care. If the keys disappeared, they would naturally disappear. If he wanted to explore, he just needed to continue to get a key.

Do you still want to continue exploring? The answer is yes.

However, each key requires a huge amount of mental power, and Tang Ling doesn't mind waiting.

Time is still abundant.

**

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

According to usual habits, it is the time for the people from Babato Village to drive cattle and sheep back to the village.

But today, an accident happened and the villagers were blocked at the entrance of the village.

The people who blocked the door were the Bartu family. There were six hunters in the family, and they were already very powerful, not to mention that behind them were two warriors from the Wadidi.

They are worthy of being warriors. They exuded an astonishing momentum when they stood there. They were wearing black bloomers and only had a chest guard on their exposed upper body. The muscles in the rest were as strong as iron blocks, making people unsurprising that they could easily help the people of Babato village to resist the wolf disaster.

"Bartu, get out of the way! Now your family has the final say in the village of Babato!" Valencia stood out from the crowd with an angry expression on her face and shouted at Bartu.

"Tie her up, and her family are all tied up. They are all sinners who betray the village of Babato." Facing Valencia, Bartu lost the plea he had when he was passionately pursuing, and even tied her up.

"You dare!" Valencia was completely angry.

But Bartu sneered and said, "I'm for the good of Babato Village! If our family doesn't stand up, our village will be destroyed tomorrow. We will temporarily tie you up. After the wolf disaster, I will confess my guilt to Uncle Wimbledon, and I will still marry you."

What else did Valencia want to say? But at this time, the two brothers of Bartu came over without hesitation, tied up Valencia and blocked her mouth.

The other few people, with more than a dozen men who supported their family, entered the village in a mighty manner. It seemed that they really wanted to tie up all the people from the Valencia family.

Valencia struggled desperately, but she could not defeat the two strong hunters. Bartu had no expression on this and just said to the villagers who were crowded at the entrance of the village: "Today, everyone will hand over the cattle and sheep. Each family has three hundred sheep and one hundred and twenty cows. Most of the people in the Yewadidi will immediately send someone to take these cattle and sheep away."

"And you have seen it, these two warriors will stay and help us guard the village."

"That means that if we don't hand over the cattle and sheep today, we can't enter the village?" A villager stood among the crowd and asked loudly.

Obviously, the Bartu family has clearly no choice in this way, or they will hand over the cattle and sheep and accept the protection of most of the Yawadidi.

Otherwise, you can't enter the village tonight! If you lose the shelter of the village, anything can happen on a dangerous night.

Although the villagers were also very hesitant, this kind of domineering still makes people unacceptable from the bottom of their hearts! What is the difference between this and forcing property to be robbed?

"Hmph!" Faced with the villagers' questioning, Bartu snorted coldly, and then said, "Are you still awake at this time? If your cattle and sheep are handed over, there will be some left. If you still can't bear to leave these cattle and sheep, tomorrow the wolf disaster will come. Without the protection of most of the Yawa Didi, everything will be gone, including your lives."

"Then what? After this incident, Babato Village completely defected to most of the yawadidi department, and then let most of the yawadidi department sell us to outsiders wearing stars. Losing cattle and sheep, they have become slaves to grazing and mining for others for generations, right?" At this time, a powerful voice came from the sky, interrupting Bartu's words.

Bartu looked up angrily and saw Wimbledon standing on the top of the wooden wall at some point, with a bow and arrow in his hand, and the bowstring was pulled into a full moon shape, pointing at his brother who was guarding the gate.

"Uncle Wimbledon, what is more important than surviving?" Bartu was a little annoyed. He didn't expect Wimbledon to be prepared and climbed up the city wall.

You should know that when Wimbledon was young, he was the most powerful safari in the village. Now even though he is old, he is still a sharpshooter. He is now standing on a high place, holding a bow and arrow. Even the warriors in most of the Wawa Didi’s house can’t do anything, right?

"Let go of my daughter and open the village gate. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless under the arrow! It is your choice to die on your knees. But there are always people who are willing to fight their lives to defend the village and defend their dignity! I don't care that there are people in the village who make the same choice as you at this time, but you cannot force people who don't want to surrender to make the same choice as you."

"In addition, I believe in this big wall left by the ancestors! If we fight desperately, we may not be able to resist the wolf disaster."

"Open the door and let people go!" Wimble said sternly.

His words resonated with many villagers. Grassland people have their own pride and a yearning for freedom from the bottom of their bones.

Not everyone is willing to live a life of silence, and not everyone is unwilling to fight to the death tomorrow night's wolf disaster.

For many years, I have been relying on the protection of most of the Yawadidi department. How can I know that I can't win in a battle?

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!"

The villagers were all excited. At this time, the warrior who had been standing behind Bartu, who had been sneering suddenly, then jumped up, grabbed the gap between the wooden walls with his hands, and quickly crawled towards the top of the wooden wall.

Wimble snorted coldly, let go of the bowstring in his hand without hesitation, and shot the sharp arrow at the warrior.

But what was surprising was that Wimbledon's arrow fell to nothing. This warrior from most of the house Wadidi was too powerful. With such a smooth wooden wall, he actually climbed fast like walking on flat ground. When Wimbledon's arrow shot, he could still control his body to dodge!

Why are you so powerful? I don’t know how much stronger it is than the warriors in the past. Is this the result of the training of outsiders from the grassland?

Wimble was brave. Faced with such a result, he was not afraid. He took out an arrow again and continued to shoot at the warrior.

But the absolute gap in strength cannot be made up for by courage. In less than a minute, the warrior climbed onto the huge wooden wall of Babato Village and pounced towards Wimbledon.

"Abu!" At this time, Valencia burst out with great power, and suddenly broke free from the hand covering her mouth, and let out a scream.

But it was useless. The warrior had already rushed to Wimbledon. Wimbledon had just taken out the scimitar at his waist and wanted to fight him to the death, but before he could draw his sword, he was punched in the abdomen.

‘Puff’, the unyielding middle-aged man immediately spitted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was so soft that he was on the huge wall. The warrior took the wet cloth and jumped down from the wall. In the middle, he just took advantage of the force on the wooden wall and cushioned twice, and then landed safely on the ground.

With a "bang", the warrior threw Wimble on the ground. Wimble barely opened his eyes and glanced at Valencia, but couldn't speak.

Too powerful, almost irresistible. Is Donnie, whom he has high hopes, their opponent? Why haven't he appeared yet?

I went to the temple early in the morning. It has been more than 10 hours since now. Could it be that he was in danger?

Wimble is honest and unwilling to believe that Donny would run away. He felt that he would not misjudgment the person, so he looked at the boy with clear eyes, and he didn't look like a kid who could lie.

My daughter won't misjudgment!

Over the years, the only thing that has been wrong is the Bartu family.

Thinking of this, Wimbledon smiled bitterly.

At this time, the warrior who beat Wimbledon to a serious injury stood up and said loudly under the angry gaze of the Babato villagers: "This man deserves damn."

He pointed at Wimbledon and continued, "I will kill him soon. But before killing him, what I will tell you is that you need to pay as much as your cattle and sheep today! There will be no more head left, and this is the price of resistance."

"Why?" At this time, another angry Babato villager stood up.

The warrior didn't say a word, just glanced at the villager, then rushed over in an instant, lifted him up and threw him to the ground.

The villager immediately spitted out a mouthful of blood and no longer had the strength to stand up.

"No, it's up to strength! Warriors like me, now there are thirty people in most of our houses, we don't want to talk about other warriors! Not only your Babato village, but we have also sent people to other villages. There is no need to hide anything. You will surrender to most of our houses from now on!" The warrior smiled grimly and said very directly.

"Yes, there is no Babato village anymore. Here is only a branch of most of the tribe in the future! Bartu will serve as the patriarch of this tribe, and things are that simple." Another warrior also continued.

Is there anything more naked than this? Now, almost all the villagers blocked the door were angry and looked at Bartu.

Bartu blushed a little, but soon he straightened his body and said loudly: "I'm for everyone to live! There's nothing wrong with following the house Wadidi. In the near future, we will have our own warriors and we will become stronger and stronger. Our six grassland villages are originally the same bloodline and are integrated together. Isn't it supposed to?"

No one responded to Bartu's words, most people dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out.

The warrior was a little impatient and pulled out the scimitar from his waist: "Preaching reason is always the stupidest way. You, kill him personally, as the new patriarch, you need to use blood to make these stupid guys realize the reality."

While speaking, the warrior handed the scimitar in his hand to Baltu. He understood his meaning very clearly, that he wanted Baltu to kill Wimbledon himself.

"This..." Baltu hesitated. He did not expect that things would develop to this extent.

He doesn't want to kill Wimbledon, why do he need to kill Wimbledon himself now? How can he face Valencia in the future?

"Don't you kill?" The warrior's eyes widened, but Bartu never had the courage to take the knife.

"If you don't kill me, I'll kill you! You coward have lost the qualification to be a patriarch." The warrior was angry. As he spoke, he pushed away Bartu, whose whole body was trembling, and stepped over Bartu in one step, and then slashed towards Wimbledon with one knife.

Wimble closed his eyes, and his only prayer was that Donnie could come back before the wolf disaster. If he died, then he would die.
Chapter completed!