40,000 Years of Cultivation

"The Steam Army is in defeat, but at least they have created enough chaos. You see, this space has become more and more unstable."

The devil got out of the steam ball sometime.

The moment of decisive battle came, and he became less and less afraid of revealing his traces, but it was condensed into a black smoke that shone on Gus's head.

Sure enough, Gus followed the demon's guidance and found that the yellow sky above was filled with lightning cracks at some point.

In the depths of the crack, it was no longer empty and pale, but **** crimson.

It seems that the whole sky is crying.

No, not only the sky, but also the ground, there are phantom-like cracks everywhere, reaping life like a sharp blade.

Anyone who touched the crack, no matter the Iron Fist Army or the Steam Army, was sucked in strangely, and before they even made a scream, they disappeared without a trace and restored to the purest data.

It's just that the two sides are fighting fiercely, and each other is excited or numb, and there is no time to take care of all this.

"This world is about to collapse."

The devil glanced at the boy, "It's the only chance I can completely erode the boxing champion's brain, I'm going to go!"

Lu Qingchen jumped hard, cut off his tail, and completely escaped from the steam ball.

This also means that he has lost the possibility of escape, and he can only fight to the end with the boxing champion.

"Huh!"

Sixteen huge black wings spread out behind Lu Qingchen, and the devil's most hideous form bloomed out of no one.

Sixteen black wings danced wildly together, and the devil turned into a black sharp arrow and shot towards the fist **** altar.

"what is that?"

The people in the chaos finally discovered the existence of the devil and were shocked.

But they were too late and unable to stop them, but they were blown to each other by the storm set off by the devil and gave way to a path.

The Steam Army following Gus also stared at this scene dumbfounded.

They saw Lu Qingchen from behind Gus in a daze, but they didn't know what he was.

The look in Gus's eyes was filled with confusion and awe.

"Charge!"

Gus gritted his teeth.

The storm raised by the devil has opened an unstoppable marching route for them.

The new force behind Gus is like a red bayonet, which can easily pierce into the heart of the iron fist army, in that glorious altar.

Now, it's time to make a choice.

Is it to help the true **** to suppress the devil, or to help the devil to resist the true god-the greatest creator who created Gus and also created this world?

Gus rushed out in a daze.

Rush into the muddy battlefield eroded by blood, like a swamp.

"Boom boom boom!"

He heard his footsteps and heartbeat, like a drum that was getting louder and louder.

And everyone I saw up close—whether it was the Steam Army fighting for dignity and destiny, the Iron Fist Army controlled by the Fist God, and the priests who deceived themselves.

Every broken person, every broken soul, every blood-stained chess piece, is constantly strengthening his determination.

"Down with the false gods, long live the true gods!"

There was a killing cry from behind Gus.

Sister Grey rushed up with the remnants of the Northern Steam Army.

The persistent cry of the sister made Gus laugh.

In an instant, he already understood his mind, the mind he had determined from the beginning.

There is no true **** in this world.

Everyone, whether real or virtual, whether cells or data, whether living in a dream of super artificial intelligence, or living in a ridiculous story.

All should do their best to become their own true gods who dominate their destiny.

Perhaps Lu Qingchen is unpredictable and has another picture.

But Gus would rather stand with the devil.

At least, demons are demons, gods, but not gods at all!

"No one can control our destiny, I want to escape this **** world!" Gus followed closely behind Lu Qingchen, following the burning footsteps of the devil.

His head hurts more and more, as if it was about to explode.

Gus knew that it was the positioning program implanted in his mind by the boxing champion.

Now Lu Qingchen turned his back to him, looking unprepared for him, as long as he touched it lightly, he could transfer the positioning procedure to the devil.

Then, the boxing king can accurately lock and kill the demon.

And Gus has no doubt that the boxing champion will fulfill his promise and transfer him to another illusory, beautiful, and eternal paradise.

But that was just another more beautiful cage, a more refined chessboard.

"I won't be as you wish, boxing champion, I have already awakened, I am my own master, I am free!"

Gus roared in his heart, smashing his head hard to inhibit the activation of the positioning program.

At this time, Lu Qingchen had already jumped above the altar.

The sudden demon stunned everyone on the battlefield.

The black wings that covered the sky and the sun seemed to cover the **** sky and the light of Fist God.

"Boxing champion, didn't you expect it?"

Lv Qingchen laughed loudly, and the crackling purple electricity was released between the wings, which turned into war swords and long swords of thousands of lightnings, "I escaped from the lightning giant planet to your brain. Our battle is not over yet. what!"

The roar of the devil resounded through the sky.

The whole world trembled.

However, in the next second, Gus felt a tingling in his brain, a mysterious force seemed to tear his skull, shot out from the depths of his eyebrows, just stabbing the devil's wings.

Huh!

A huge golden arrow appeared above Lu Qingchen's head.

"This is—" Lu Qingchen's face showed stunned and terrified errors.

boom!

Before he could react, a huge iron fist had already exploded from the blood-colored sky, like a meteorite falling from the sky, slamming on his head.

Lu Qingchen wanted to struggle and dodge.

The golden arrow split into hundreds of small golden arrows, which pierced his body precisely, making him immobile, unable to split and escape. He could only watch the iron fist falling from the sky before his eyes.

The devil was almost smashed to the ground by this circle.

The diameter of the crater is more than ten meters.

The shock wave blew off the altar and smashed the steam cannon. Regardless of whether the Iron Fist Army or the Steam Army, countless people turned into dust and flew away with the strong wind.

"Impossible, it is impossible, why can you precisely lock me, why can't I run?"

From the crater, the demon screamed in embarrassment and screams, "You have implanted a positioning program on me, there is no reason, you have no chance at all, when... Gus? Gus!"

The demon with withered wings and gray-headed face turned his head almost one hundred and eighty degrees, and gave Gus a desperate look.

Gus was dizzy and had a splitting headache.

He clutched his hot eyebrows, looked at the devil in a dazed manner, and saw the real creator in the sky, the boxing king once again.

"why?"

Gus was completely stunned, "Didn't the boxing champion say that you must touch Lu Qingchen before you can implant the positioning program? I obviously didn't touch him, I didn't touch him!"