40,000 Years of Cultivation

This is an old man with a thin body and wrinkled skin.

Looking at his face, his face was yellowish, thin and weak, with a wide priest's robe draped over his body, all drooping like a shroud.

In terms of appearance, he is much inferior to Lei Lie, the priest of Chijin Town, and he is a little old man who can be seen everywhere.

But his appearance made the entire Iron Fist army feel like they had been attacked by an evil spirit, and became excited inexplicably.

Even the **** iron fist soldiers that were riddled with holes by the steam cannon, regardless of the wounds involved, shouted hoarsely:

"High Priest Luo Tian!"

"High Priest Luo Tian!"

"High Priest Luo Tian!"

The little old man named "Luo Tian" slowly flew over the statue of the **** of fist, standing tall in the air, condescending, glanced at the steam cannon and the fanatics with expressionless expression, then retracted his gaze and lowered his eyelids.

It seems that the destruction they have created, the turmoil that shook the city, is just a game for children to play.

The corners of Luo Xinglong's eyes and mouth twitched together.

Gus's two siblings were the closest to him, and they could see clearly—the diehard core of the Mechanics and Steam Cult, trying his best to put on an expression of righteousness and disdain.

But he didn't succeed, and still leaked a trace of fear from the trembling in the deepest part of his eyes.

And Gus and Grey could also understand his nasty fear.

Because even those who were far away in Chijin Town had heard the name "Luotian High Priest" from their uncle Lei Lie and other people more than once.

It is said that he is the number one master of boxing skills in Qianyuan City and even within a thousand miles!

It is said that he cultivated a supernatural power known as the "Nine Hundred and Nine Hundred and Nine Hundred Ladders". He could step on the void and step on the non-existent ladder step by step, "walk" out of the Nine Heavens Clouds, and directly absorb the power of heaven and earth and communicate with the **** of fist. .

It is said that he made a great aspiration in front of the Fist God to use the secret method to sacrifice himself into a furnace cauldron, in order to better attract the power of the Fist God and descend into his body!

Gus brothers and sisters don't know how many of these "supposed" are true and how many are false.

But uncle will not lie to them. Uncle Lei Lie once said that in the hands of High Priest Luo Tian, ​​he can't do three tricks at all. When High Priest Luo Tian gets serious, it really feels like hollowing out his body and asking the upper body of the gods. !

The legend is not only known by Gus and brothers.

All the fanatics also heard about the power of the High Priest Luo Tian.

For a while, the originally noisy and chaotic battlefield was silent.

Even the roar of the steam whistle and the roar of the giant steam cannon seemed to have been suppressed by the aura of the High Priest Luo Tian, ​​and frozen into an ice lump.

The High Priest Luo Tian is like a big mountain, crushing **** the heart of every fanatic.

Only by crossing, no, smashing this mountain can their beliefs become reality.

"Fire! Fire!"

Luo Xinglong roared murderously, "Aim at the High Priest Luo Tian, ​​shoot!"

The gunner manipulating the steam cannon was suppressed by the invisible aura of the High Priest Luo Tian. He was at a loss and lost his soul.

Luo Xinglong gritted his teeth and pushed the gunner away. He sat on the gun position and shook the crankshaft frantically to adjust the shooting.

The High Priest Luo Tian still stood in midair, seemingly motionless, without blinking his eyelids, patiently waiting for Luo Xinglong to turn the black hole's muzzle towards him.

However, if you observe carefully, you can find that the figure of the High Priest Luo Tian gradually becomes blurred, as if there are waves of invisible and invisible waves all over his body-this is a sign of the cohesion of the earth-shattering mighty power.

Everyone realizes that this gun is the key to this battle.

A large number of Iron Fist soldiers rushed up without fear of death, trying to destroy the giant cannon before the next firing of the giant steam cannon, at least by interfering with the firing height and angle.

Countless fanatics also rushed up like soldiers bees looking at death, using their flesh and blood flowing with hot steam to block the narrow streets and build indestructible walls.

The collision between the two sides spattered a lot of strong blood. No matter how the stumped limb danced, the blood line could not move half an inch, even if the anxious iron fist army master leaped high and tried to dive and bomb the steam giant from mid-air. The gun, there will be machinery and steam to teach the dead men who are not afraid of death to fist up, hug each other in mid-air, detonate the steam bomb entwining themselves, and fry each other into meat sauce together.

at last--

In the instrument panel on the steam cannon, the pointer rushed to the red area on the far right amidst the screaming sound of the steam whistle.

This means that the steam cannon has been pressurized to its limit.

The cannonballs full of destructive power and the feathers that close the gaps are also filled.

"Long live the true god!"

Luo Xinglong flushed with excitement and danced like drunk. He stared at the high priest Luo Tian in mid-air, and screamed fiercely, "The running dog of the false god, go to hell!"

boom!

Luo Xinglong pulled the rope fiercely, and the giant steam cannon made its final roar like a fierce beast, and the violent shock shook Gus and Grey from above.

From the crevices of the complex mechanical structures, the waves of air pouring out of mountains and seas blew the two elder brothers and the fanatics who were dragging the cannon forward at least ten meters.

Some people were even scalded by the hot steam, and a series of shocking blisters appeared on their hands and faces, but they ignored the screams and stared at the steam-shrouded sky.

In the sky, the huge projectile, like a meteorite, drew a fierce and stern arc, blasting towards the High Priest Luo Tian with incomparable precision.

Everyone, regardless of the Iron Fist Army or the Steam Army, was lifted up high, and they held their breath together, feeling that the moment became eternal.

The High Priest Luo Tian was still expressionless, and greeted the arrival of the steam cannon hurriedly.

In front of him, the twisted air has formed a vortex visible to the naked eye, like the strongest shield.

Behind him, strands of fierce war flames gradually formed a majestic, majestic and sacred face-exactly the same as the statue in front of the Fist Temple, the face of the Fist God!

"what!"

Countless fanatics were frightened by this face that appeared in mid-air, and screamed in horror.

In the scream, the high priest Luo Tian shot.

With a faint flick of his thin fist, the air vortex in front of him was condensed into a huge and unfathomable super vortex.

The steam cannonball rushed into this vortex, and was immediately disrupted by the flight trajectory, shaking like a top that had exhausted its strength.

After that, the huge face that looked like a fist **** behind the High Priest Luo Tian put on a cross-brow glaring expression, opened his mouth in the blood basin, and let out a roar that resounded through the world!

In an instant, everyone felt that there were 10,000 thunders exploding next to their ears.

The roar turned out to be true, as if it came directly from the will of the **** of fist!