40,000 Years of Cultivation

For a time, the entire street was enveloped by fire, steam, and huge cannon fragments that overwhelmed the sky and scattered flowers.

The admirers of the mechanical demon and the steam demon were first cooked by the hot steam, and then broken and fractured by the screaming and flying fragments, riddled with holes, and their internal organs were boiled.

Several brawny men who were originally responsible for towing the giant steam cannon, were the closest to the exploding steam ball and the high-pressure chamber, and were simply blown to pieces. They couldn't even find half a complete bone. The scene was horrible.

Although Gus and Grey were reminded by Lu Qingchen to find a place to hide first.

It was still lifted by the scorching air wave, as if being hit **** the back, vomiting blood while rolling.

Fortunately, people around and on the ground served as soft pads, and the two elder brothers and sisters did not break their muscles and fractures.

After digging out their buzzing ears, they heard screams from all around, like howling ghosts and wolves.

——Not only the physical pain, but also the idea that "The God of Steam has abandoned us" or "The God of Steam is not the opponent of the Fist God" caused the zealots to completely break down their spirits and screamed hysterical.

Immediately afterwards, a hot blood rain began to "crack" in the sky.

It was countless mad believers who were blown up into the air and fell apart.

Gus wants to vomit.

Suddenly fell into a nightmare.

Looking around, in the world where the steam was tumbling, all the mad believers who were originally imposing like a rainbow were weeping, crawling all over the floor, kneeling towards the giant steam cannon twisted into wreckage, and even turned their heads and ran away.

Just like a seemingly raging wave, after hitting the breakwater fiercely, the breakwater remained motionless, but the wave fell apart and rolled back.

Three guns, just three shellings, and a few breaths, this "vigorous" uprising was on the verge of collapse under the suppression of the mighty power of the **** of fist.

"Patter!"

At this time, half of Luo Xinglong's body fell from the sky, and fell in front of the two siblings of Gus vaguely.

He was like a cooked prawn, his red skin was steaming hot, his body was covered with metal fragments, and one eyeball was shot exploding, revealing a black hole.

The body below the waist was missing, and his internal organs flowed into a mess. The injury was so severe that he was not dead yet, and his one eye was filled with surprise and confusion. It took a long time to refocus on Gus and Grey, the "Saint Son" and the "Saint Woman".

"run."

He fixedly looked at Gus, as if he smiled a little embarrassedly, and said softly, "Run, go to the south, find the Steam Army, we...we will definitely win, one day, we will!"

After saying this, he spit out the last steam, and Luo Xinglong's one-eyed eyes gradually solidified and turned into a dim gray.

Gus and Grey had mixed feelings. Before they could react, they were pulled up by countless hands, surrounded by the few surviving core followers of Mechanical and Steam Cult, and they staggered backwards.

At this time, a large number of troops on both sides were squeezed into the narrow streets, and several streets were crowded. Even if the morale of the steam army collapsed due to the explosion of the steam cannon, it would not be possible for a time to "break a thousand miles", even with iron fist The army wanted to pursue it, but couldn't surpass the noisy wall of people.

In addition, the granary is still burning, and the raging flames are intensifying, and the steam army is blowing siren all over the city, launching small-scale offensives, causing panic and chaos.

After defending the Temple of Fist, the first task of the Iron Fist Army is to extinguish the fire in the granary and maintain order - otherwise, even if this group of evil Daoists is suppressed, Qianyuan City will not have a better life.

Therefore, the two brothers and sisters of Gus were surrounded by a group of core believers, and fled out in a daze, all the way to the direction of the river.

Only the high priest Luo Tian was condescending, watching their whereabouts coldly.

But not in a hurry to catch, but waved his hand, released the homing pigeon, and flew towards the middle and lower reaches of the river.

Gus and Grey only felt that they had fallen into a **** kaleidoscope.

In front of them were **** remnants of defeated soldiers, their ears were full of hysterical crying and screaming, and there were many people who tried to act calmly but wet their foreheads with sweat, clutching their arms tightly and asking them: "Why? What should we do now, saint son, saint woman?"

It hurts to catch them.

Facing the situation of defeat, what can the two siblings think of? Although the fire is still burning, everyone can see that it is only a matter of time before it is put out. Gus and Grey can only follow Luo Xinglong's statement and let everyone rush to the river.

Fortunately, at this time, the dock and the river are controlled by the mechanical and steam teachers.

"Andre", who was responsible for seizing the docks and ships, was a very shrewd man.

As soon as he heard the earth-shattering explosion from the direction of the Fist Temple, and the statue of Fist God standing in front of the Fist Temple remained standing for a long time, he realized that something was wrong, and ordered his men to gather supplies and personnel immediately, and boarded them all just now. The looted ship is ready to be evacuated at any time.

When Gus and Grey were surrounded by the core believers and boarded the fleet, most of the sails were raised, and the strong sailors were also ready to paddle the boat.

Many defeated soldiers rushed to explain the situation to Andre-Luo Xinglong was dead, the unique steam cannon was also destroyed, and now the city is in a mess, most of the believers are like pigs and sheep stunned, etc. He was caught and slaughtered by the Iron Fist.

Using his hands and feet together, Andre climbed up to the highest mast very dexterously, took out a telescopic telescope from his arms, squinted his eyes to observe the situation in the city for a long time, made a prompt decision, and ordered the sail to set off.

The cable was untied, the springboard was pulled up, the sailors tightened their muscles, the oars were spinning like fans, and the fleet of dozens of large ships, carrying dust-headed machinery and steam, taught the believers, like bereavement dogs, embarrassed to evacuate them. city ​​of.

The city that was originally at your fingertips, gradually disappeared, in a trance in the vapor diffusion, like a dream of a yellow beam.

Some people inevitably cried and felt sorry for Luo Xinglong’s heroic sacrifice; some knelt down on the deck, praying for the cowardly forgiveness of the gods of machinery and steam; others sighed that the believers who stayed in the city might not be better, thousands 'S head is about to fall; even more people glared at Gus and Grey, secretly questioning why these two "saints" and "saints" failed to show their "superior power", but they looked like two ordinary people My child, I didn't use it at all.