Looking from the outside, the cyborg headquarters was already riddled with holes. The black smoke was like black dragons dancing wildly, twisting and rushing into the sky.
The entire sky above the city was now covered in thick smoke, which was spreading in all directions.
Tang Zhen's figure flashed. He followed a damaged area that had been violently torn apart and directly entered the inner area of the cyborg headquarters.
As soon as he landed, he ran into a few 2.5-meter tall cyborgs who were shooting at him with rifles.
It was obvious that they had been guarding this place, waiting for someone to enter before launching an attack.
Although the firearms in their hands were spurting out flames wildly, a trace of panic and worry could be seen on the faces of these cyborgs. The way they looked at Tang Zhen was as if they were looking at a monster.
It was obvious that the cultivators who had entered the tower City first had left a deep impression on the cyborg.
