40,000 Years of Cultivation

Gus is already in the dark.

And the flames erupting from the hive of his shoulders, like the magic fire from the bottom of Purgatory, continue to destroy and devour the rugged trails on the rock wall.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the "Shen Ping-7" miniature rocket launching nest, large holes like craters were exploded on the rock wall.

Big rocks fell like an avalanche.

The pursuers hugged their heads, and they were still screaming and screaming.

Barely enough to transport the body protector's zhenqi, begging fist **** in my heart for blessing, still can't stop being smashed to the blood by the gravel, and even being blasted off the cliff by a big rock with a diameter of three to five meters, falling to the fate of crushing bones.

Smoke and dust evaporate like flames, covering a radius of several miles, even if the raindrops become dense again, it cannot be extinguished.

Including Lei Lie, whose internal organs were churned by the shock wave and bleeding from his seven orifices, everyone could only hear the demon-like laughter of the young man from the depths of the smoke and dust, and saw him being rendered incredibly large by modern weapons, but also incredibly evil. Silhouette.

The power of destroying the sky and the earth has even made some people unable to contain the blasphemous thoughts-even if the fist descends, I am afraid that they will not be able to advance half a step in the face of the overwhelming power of destruction, right?

I don't know how long it took before Gus finally stopped venting.

The world no longer shakes, the rocks stop falling, and everyone is in shock, watching the depths of the thinning smoke.

They saw that Gus carried the devastating weapon back behind him, his figure squashed and small again.

If it weren't for the **** wounds on everyone's body that were still painful, and more than half of their companions were missing, they really wanted to doubt whether it was an absurd nightmare just now, Gus was still the waste of the powerless chicken.

Unfortunately, no matter how they gritted their teeth and rubbed their eyes, the nightmare could not end.

Gus hugged Grey.

The boy hugged his hot sister tightly. This was the only temperature he could perceive in the world.

With half contempt and half hatred, he glanced at his uncle and the surviving pursuers, and then, backed two steps, and jumped off the edge of the cliff without looking back.

"Gus—"

Lei Lie wanted to stop his nephew.

But I can't even make a sound.

His throat was blocked by blood.

Even the soul was frozen by shock and fear.

He craned his neck and looked towards the mist-shrouded abyss, only to see a small black spot gradually disappearing.

Lei Lie and the surviving pursuers looked at each other, and everyone's faces were covered with cracks in the collapse of belief and the shattered worldview.

At the same time, they sat on the ground, a pair of steel-like fists trembling slightly. They were silent for a long time, and no one wanted to speak.

But in the depths of everyone’s eye sockets, there was a group of rebellious confusion. The priests of the Boxing Temple and the loyal followers of Boxing God couldn’t help but secretly ask themselves:

"Are we wrong?"

…

At the bottom of the cliff, in the abyss.

Gus and Grey fell at high speed, as if falling from the world to **** again.

The surrounding scenery is fast passing by, only the rugged ground is getting bigger and bigger, and it is necessary to be in close contact with each other.

Suddenly, Lu Qingchen gave a light breath towards the ground.

The ground twisted like a wave, and the thin and light air suddenly became thick and dense, as if it were at the landing of Gus and Grey, covered with fluffy feathers.

"puff-"

The two elder brothers fell into the invisible feathers, and the huge impact of the fall suddenly disappeared. They bounced back several times and fell to the ground lightly.

Looking at the cloud-wrapping mountain above, Gus felt like a world away, thinking that he had just been on the top of the mountain, transformed into a demon, and slaughtered the Quartet.

"Cool?"

Lu Qingchen asked with a smile behind him.

"Cool!"

Knowing that the devil had no good intentions, the young man still nodded his head and turned his head back, "You really are omnipotent, you are even more powerful than Fist God!"

"I'm not omnipotent, but it's necessary to be more powerful than boxing champion."

Lu Qingchen said, "However, don't be too happy too early, tampering with the data will soon trigger a chain reaction. It will be discovered by the boxing king's anti-virus system, and you will find it here. Then, the people who chase you will become more and more. More and more will get stronger and stronger, which is regarded as a vicious circle of drinking poison to quench thirst.

"Before the boxing champion can find out, we must find the weakest place in the world-only by choosing that place as the battlefield, can we truly defeat the boxing champion."

"I know."

Gus nodded and said, "My sister said that in the base camp of the Southern Steam Army, more and more people have seen through the lies of the **** of fist and chose the power of machinery and steam, which should be the most vulnerable place in the world.

"We can first go to'Qianyuan City', the largest city within 500 miles nearby, and go down the river from there to the south!"

"well."

Lu Qingchen smiled and said, "It seems that you have finally awakened. You really deserve to be a young man that this devil has been optimistic about from the beginning!"

Gus hesitated: "Really?"

Lu Qingchen nodded: "Of course, I chose you from the beginning. As for your sister, it's just a bonus."

Gus frowned: "Aren't you lying to me, don't you think I'm a... trash?"

Lu Qingchen spread his hands: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether it is a genius in this world or a trash. Anyway, I can modify the data. Compared with your initial data, I value your adjustability and privacy more. Oh, now. If you don’t understand it, if you have a chance in the future, I will tell you slowly, shall we go?"

"Okay, let's go."

Gus breathed a sigh of relief, hugged his sister again, ready to go on the road.

Suddenly, he stopped again and hesitated for a while before he plucked up the courage to say, "I, can I believe in you?"

Lu Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"I know that you are not a mechanical demon or a steam demon, but you have a stronger power than them."

Gus gritted his teeth, "I have turned my back on the iron fist, but I don’t want to believe in the power of steam like my dad and sister—compared to the'yellow-burst gun and bomber' you gave me, a mechanical and steam-driven'serial crossbow' 'Steam gun' is almost as ridiculous as a toy for a three-year-old child.

"I have tasted the power you gave me. I can't go back anymore. I want to believe in your way, no matter what you are, what your way is, what price I have to pay, and what will it look like!"

Lu Qingchen raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at the boy for a long time, confirming that the boy is serious, he blew a whistle proudly, but said: "I'm sorry, no."

Gus was anxious: "Why?"

"Listen, Brother Gus, because you have a lot of potential and you speak very nicely, you can borrow my power, you can mix with me, you can also trust me, but you can't believe in me. "

Lu Qingchen smiled, but his eyes became extremely deep in an instant.

Deep enough to accommodate the entire universe, shining with billions of stars.

He restrained all his frivolousness and evil spirits, and said very sincerely and deeply, "Because, even I myself don't know what I should believe in, I am still searching...my way!"