Doomsday Pavilion

Speaking of which, how difficult is it to physically destroy an evolutionary?

No, no, it's not difficult at all, it's even simple.

For example: no food for three days.

This sentence is really clear to see the ancestor’s eyes, you can beat, scold, or even use the keyboard to kill an evolutionary, but never mention starving an evolutionary—it’s too cruel. Now, you will become a public enemy of Mingguang.

When Mingguang was torturing criminals or even rebelling against the party, he would considerately provide them with lunch boxes, three dishes and one soup. It can be seen that "lack of food" is a taboo thing for evolvers.

There is also a more incredible way of hard core destruction: falling from high altitude.

Since entering the era of cataclysm, human beings have not had any aircraft that can soar in the sky like a bird, no matter how powerful your aircraft is and how designed it conforms to the laws of physics.

Even if the evolvers with the abilities of "staying in the air" and "flying" are awakened or alienated, they are limited to a certain range in the era of catastrophe. Mingguang generally acknowledges that it is about two hundred meters.

It is said that a certain spicy chicken research institute once conducted a frenzied experiment. They took two evolutionaries with similar abilities and similar physiques to an altitude of 200 meters.

One of them jumped directly, um, just broke two ribs.

The other took a great test flight on a scientific research institute-branded aircraft. He died, and his body was divided into more than 50 times before being completely transported back to the laboratory of the scientific research institute. It is said that the last meteorite that hit from the outside of the atmosphere was not that tragic.

Jump, no problem.

The older evolvers with abnormal physiques like Mingguang jumped hundreds of meters high and thousands of meters away. When have you ever seen them have an accident?

But, fly, you can't.

This feeling is like writing plainly, "Hey, there is a problem behind the yellow clouds in the sky, but the rule is that you just give me honest curiosity and don't want to mess with it." The old man who regards science as the true solution for the future cries with anger.

Today, however, Huang Dashan did Tao Chengdao in the cataclysm era.

After an unbearable silence...

The old and young people in the research institute rushed up like a dead mother.

"What is behind Huang Yun?"

"Talk, talk! You are so capable, God is capable of talking!!"

"Well, he hasn't breathed anymore, what to do, what to do!"

"Get out of the way, let daddy get out of the way, daddy has the essence of the sixth-order magic plant, the temple flower, the sixth-order high-level, do you understand it, let me pour in!!"

"Good deed Lao Meng, come back to me and issue an invoice for your reimbursement!"

The evolutionaries: "..."

f*ck is a chicken, the sixth-order advanced magic plant essence? A bottle of that thing can be changed to a villa in Shangcheng District, the kind with an immersive sky garden...

"do not move!"

Zhao Qingcang slapped a hurricane and turned a group of old and small people into Calabash.

The lunatics of the scientific research institute stopped doing it immediately, their eyes were red.

"What are you doing?"

"Evolution is amazing? Make gestures?"

"Old stuff, we fight with you!"

Ordinary people really can’t do anything with these guys. Those guys who are weak, seventy or eighty-year-old, even evolutionary ones are not soaked in various laboratories all day. Those who have to go around them!

However, they encountered a tough situation this time. Who is Zhao Qingcang? The whole is a super-strengthened version of Huang Dashan!

That was the famous Zhao Lao from Mingguang Base City. Back then, even Mo Hongniang, who was less than 30 years old, could be tied back directly to turn someone from a certain junior's young grandmother to his own wife's master. You really count on it. He respects the old, loves the young, and pity the Jiaohuaang? ?

"Fuck!"

Neatly, a group of old ladies and gentlemen with gray hair and beards were unbiased and each had two pieces of nosebleeds hanging under their noses.

"Gan, mother, daddy gave birth to your little boy who tore you to drink wine!!"

Zhao Qingcang's beard curled up and his expression was very kind.

this...

The people in the research institute were directly frightened...

Really hit?

Are you really good at it?

Who are you?

and many more...

This stuff seems to be Zhao Lao picking up dust...

People are really qualified to call us little boy...

The red-eyed lunatics of the scientific research institute who did not recognize them instantly calmed down, and their hearts were directly cold to the py and then smashed to the heels, and they couldn't stand still.

A group of evolutionaries just laughed crazy!

How special is it? How special is it to rely on the old to sell the old Ang?

Zhao Lao is directly over two hundred years old! Can directly be your ancestors of a bunch of old men and old ladies! Old and able to fight! That body has strong tendons! You can kill an entire weak chicken of the research institute with your armpits!

Elder Ye next to him rubbed his temples violently,

"It's okay, Zhao, you should be more harmonious. It's pretty good to make jokes at a lot of age?"

"And you, Huang Dashan just swallowed a whole fruit of Tier 6 activated Demon Plants. At this time, feeding him Demon Plant Essence will really explode--I know all your thoughts, and I will ask later. Not too late."

The people in the research institute are weak,

"But he's out of breath, we must save people..."

Elder Ye was speechless,

"You don't need the sixth-order magic plant essence to save people. How precious is that thing, don't you have any points in your heart?"

"Can..."

Zhao Qingcang strode into the "meteor crater" and kicked Huang Dashan from his head down position to face up to the sky.

"Let me see... Um... I'm really out of breath... Try it while pinching people... Hey, go!"

Huang Dashan immediately turned into a three-petal mouth.

Everyone: "..."

I go!

Father, how hard you have done, we saw that both of Shanye’s big fangs were cracked...

Zhao Qingcang squeezed his chin.

"It shouldn't, why didn't you respond?"

There was an emoji bag on the face of the warlock behind, lest the world would not be chaotic, he jumped and shouted,

"Waist! Pinch his big waist! Give him a kidney shot!"

Then Father Zhao really did it--

"boom!"

Hiss~

It hurts to look at Jill.

"Om~"

An indescribable buzzing sound resembling resonance sounded, and Huang Dashan once again glowed with golden light...

Ah no, his belly started to glow, golden light gushing from the inside of the belly, illuminating the body of Shan Ye into a translucent state, the ribs, spine, intestines and other water can be clearly seen.

And the most prosperous light source is a very bright bead.

"Oh~"

Huang Dashan suddenly vomited a mouthful of old blood, his burnt hair grew rapidly, and the broken bones of his body crackled and began to return to their place and closed.

"Ah, wake up, wake up."

"What kind of mountain master shouldn't be repaired to Gold Core..."

"Gold Core boss, terrible."

"Kidney shot? What the hell is this..."

The Lord Shan's eyelids trembled, and a gap was slowly opened, suddenly shining a scarlet red light.

"Who, call me!"

Hearing this voice, Lin Chou staggered.

Because of the poor strength, the white Qiongshou Shen Feng and the Bald Swallows, who were crowded to the periphery, scolded his mother.

"I... Gan..."

"Isn't he gone a long time ago?"

"The wind is tight, shit~"

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