40,000 Years of Cultivation

Zhao Lie, Zhao Chong and the six gangsters resisted Gu Zhengyang, Han Te and Liuli at gunpoints, and climbed towards the deck step by step.

The outside is silent and silent, shrouded by a layer of illusory black mist, like a large iron-hulled ship without wind, driving into a ghostly world.

Rao is a few fierce men who have experienced many battles in the **** battle world. They can't help but sweat, and their teeth can't help but collide.

Even if Gu Zhengyang, Han Te, and Liuli were pushed to the front to act as a meat shield, they would not be able to offset the anxiety in their hearts.

"What's the matter, where are all the people?"

"Why didn't even the fighting sound calm down? Didn't the Blackwater Gang attack fiercely in front?"

"Where are Mo Ku and Fei Zhong!"

Everyone stepped on the dark mist-shrouded deck with trepidation. They only felt that the stars in the sky and the mysterious light projected from their crystal armor were all swallowed by the mist. Things two or three meters away were shadowed, vague, and there was no way to see where the ship’s side was. .

After exploring all the way to the bow of the ship, I finally found that there seemed to be a crystal armor standing in the black fog. The little bandit leader was overjoyed and reached out to grab it, but the crystal armor collapsed like a glass, turning into shimmering fragments and components all over the floor. !

The sound of "ding ding dang dong" sounded like a hail blasting everyone's hearts.

A cone-like chill rose at the same time in the heart of the little gang leader and Zhao Lie.

Compared with the overwhelming superpowers in "Elysium", although the crystal armor controlled by the Red Fire Gang is the lowest-level mass-produced type, most of them are miscellaneous goods that have been repaired and refurbished many times, but they are tightly integrated after all. The “King of Magic Treasures” with extremely powerful defensive power with nested rings.

At this moment, it was restored to the most basic component in a way of smashing the cow, and even the lens the size of the fingernail was removed.

The most frightening thing is that the crystal armor component after the decomposition can still stand like an intact crystal armor, until the external force pushes it, it collapses!

Between the fragments of the crystal armor, there were neither corpses nor blood stains, as if the bandit who had worn this crystal armor had evaporated directly.

The gang leader and Zhao Lie looked at each other, swallowed in unison, and moved forward inch by inch without leaving the ground.

They still did not find half a corpse, but found a black human silhouette with teeth and claws on the deck. It looked like a person had been lying on the ground and burned violently. Even the deck was burned out with a clear outline and slightly sunken. Go down.

The deck is made of metal, and it is not difficult to burn the dark mark, but if it is burned to melt and dent slightly, the temperature must be too high to increase.

And with such a burning flesh and blood body, the ultimate fate is not difficult to imagine-I am afraid that it will be completely wiped out, and even the slightest scum will not be left behind.

Just as the gang leader and Zhao Lie swallowed their saliva and were frightened, the surrounding black fog finally dissipated, allowing them to see farther away and heard a heart-piercing scream.

It is the sound of numbness!

Numerous gangsters were shocked, and when they broke through the black fog and looked at it, the first thing they saw was not numbness, but heavy weight.

This is notorious in Ssangyong Valley, with extreme psychological perversion, and most like to toss and kill innocent people. The crystal armor on his body was stripped clean, and he knelt on the ground in a strange posture similar to "begging for mercy" with his face His fat no longer trembled, but he died tragically a long time ago.

His face was distorted to the extreme, as if his facial features were scrambling to crawl out of the fat, trying to escape his head, his lower body was stained with a large tawny stain, emitting a smoky stench, but he was frightened. You got **** and urine!

"What kind of power can you silently remove the costly crystal armor in an instant, and kill this peerless murderer, and-before he is dying, he is so scared to kneel down and begging for mercy, and his feces and urine flow. ?"

Zhao Lie, Zhao Chong, the gang leader, and all the fierce bandits all fell into an incredible nightmare, and the nerve endings pierced like needles.

At this moment, Ma Ku stumbled out of the black fog.

The crystal armor on his body also disappeared, revealing the trembling bamboo pole figure. He was obviously a fierce and cruel gangster. At this moment, the expression on his face was like a panicked little girl, with a shrill and thin voice. , Like a hen with a knife in the throat.

"Boss Ma!"

Seeing his unrecognizable appearance, several gangsters all had scalp numb, not knowing whether they should step up to help, or just ran away.

My numb eyes turned into a **** color, and the pupils and whites of the eyes were not visible at all. Seeing everyone was like seeing the most terrible evil spirit. The panic on the face turned into panic, and the nose and mouth were gushing out. A large group of black blood plasma, running, suddenly fell to his knees and screamed: "Don't come here, you are all dead, all of you are killed by me, why are you coming to me? Ah, ah, ah, do not come!"

He was rolling on the floor with pain, and there were really irregular wounds on his body for no apparent reason, not like being cut by a sharp blade, but like being bitten by a man with his teeth and torn with his nails. The skin was open and fleshy, and blood rushed. Terrible.

Amid the "Ahhh" scream, he clasped his head with his numb hands, his eyes bulging out, and finally he burst out with two "pops".

Blood water spouted from the eye sockets like a fountain. I don’t know if he squeezed his head abruptly, or another weird force was causing trouble in his mind. This name pursues "perseverance, one kill in a day". The murderous man fell to the ground, convulsing himself, as ugly as his death was.

This scene caused the legs of all the bandits to be frozen.

In other words, the hard deck seemed to have turned into a sticky swamp, and hundreds of pale and rotten ghost hands stretched out from the swamp, entangled their legs tightly, making them unable to take any steps.

"Gulu Gulu, Gulu Gulu."

In the black fog, a giant that looked like an altar slowly moved over, but it was a crawler-type psionic puppet with a somewhat clumsy appearance.

The crimson indicator light flickers and goes out, unpredictable; the chainsaw and drill are blooming with cold light that can not be hidden by the night; how do you look after the grinning "demon star" painted on the steel shell, stained with a string of fine blood It all seemed to be grinning.

"How, how is it possible?"

Regardless of the gangsters, Zhao Lie or Gu Zhengyang, they were all dumbfounded. How could they not believe that the two murderers who killed Mogu and Fei Zhong silently on the deck turned out to be a seemingly clumsy and rough psychic power. puppet?

"Kill it, otherwise everyone won't want to leave!"

Zhao Lie screamed frantically and was the first to fire at the psionic puppet.

The nerves of all the bandits were tightened to the limit. Someone took the lead. In an instant, everyone vented the most powerful firepower and deepest fear, and set off a metal storm on the front deck!

However, at the moment when everyone fired, Zhao Lie snorted, as if he was blasted backwards by an invisible strange force.

However, at the moment of flying out, he dragged his own son, and pushed them behind Gu Zhengyang, Hante, and Liuli, pushing the three of them to the center of the battlefield, and their escape speed increased even more. One step.

Zhao Lie dragged Zhao Chong, and desperately fled towards the stern.

There were faint screams from behind, and the bullet storm stopped abruptly after only half a second at most.

That psionic puppet slaughtered the bandits, like slapping a few annoying mosquitoes to death.

Zhao Lie was so frightened that his heart and liver were torn apart, and Zhao Chong was even more distracted, with no expression on his face.

When the two father and son crawled to the stern of the ship, they were pierced through four legs by bullets from more than a dozen directions.

"Papa Papa!"

Jingjiao's leg joints, including their four knees and ankles, were blown up, and the two screamed at the same time, rolling into a ball on the deck, leaving behind a strong blood line.

Looking up, the large-scale **** battle on the front of Taiping Walled City was over at some point. Only sporadic fires and swords were left. Hundreds of searchlights illuminated the lake like daylight, and dozens of ships were loaded with crystal magnets and heavy-duty cannons. The speedboat with the Yabaku gun circled the Taiping Walled City.

Even if they can jump into the water, there is no way to escape.

"father!"

Zhao Chong was panicked to the utmost, and shed tears of regret. Compared with the arrogant appearance a moment ago, he was really different. He trembled and exclaimed, "What should we do? What should we do!"

"Don't worry, I am fully prepared!"

Zhao Lie's eyes darkened, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth trembled three times. He watched the crawler-style psionic puppet gradually forced up in the black mist, touched his son's head, gritted his teeth and said, "I have made careful arrangements at the stern, as long as you If you jump down, there will be a ray of life. I am here to help you resist for a while. You run away and escape to the **** world!"

"what?"

Zhao Chong was puzzled, delighted, and sad, "Then father, you—"

Before the words fell, all the rays of light in his eyes were solidified, leaving only unspeakable horror and stunned.

Because Zhao Lie pushed a dagger directly into his head along his chin, psychic energy surged, and instantly destroyed all his brain tissue.

Zhao Chong couldn't say a word anymore, and collapsed softly in his father's cold arms.

"Sorry, son."

There were blood and tears in Zhao Lie's eyes, and he murmured, "Fei Zhong is right, there are a million things more terrifying than death on the soil of evil. Your character and strength can't live in the blood war world. Going on... Twenty years ago, I once tasted that life is better than death. I will never let you... endure the pain that I used to endure!"

While talking, laughing miserably, Zhao Lie looked at the crawler-type psionic puppet slowly crawling over, as well as the Gu Zhengyang, Hante, and Liuli that flashed out from behind the psychic puppet.

Gu Zhengyang and others did not expect that Zhao Lie would be so cruel. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, they simply gave his son a happy one!

Gu Zhengyang said in a deep voice: "Captain Zhao..."

"Don't talk nonsense, the village chief, it's just the king and the loser. What is happening every day in the evil soil?"

Zhao Lie had a strange blue light on his face, he paused, and couldn't help but say again, "If I say, everything I do is to keep the Taiping City Walled going, believe it or not?"

Gu Zhengyang was silent.

Zhao Lie added: "Also, if you can adopt my suggestion a few years earlier, we will first conquer all the villages within a radius of one hundred li, and expand the strength of Taiping City by three to five times. I will definitely not join the Red Fire Gang. Or the Blackwater Gang, but will fight side by side with you, fight with these gangs to the end, and build our hegemony-do you believe it or not?"

Gu Zhengyang sighed, nodded and said, "I believe it."

Zhao Lie was startled slightly, his eyes gradually solidified, and he exhaled his last breath: "Forget it, it doesn't matter, you know, the village chief... is alive, so **** tired."

The moment the dagger was inserted into his son's head, he bit the poison sac in the posterior molar.

At this moment, the poisonous attack, the whole face seemed to be burned by the blue flame, and the wisps of muscles withered with the spirit, and slowly nestled on the son's corpse, motionless.