Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

The rest of the fire unicorns, although they didn't end up exploding on the spot, were completely at a disadvantage. They didn't even have the slightest power of steel beasts, but they fled to the outside in a panic like a herbivore encountering a natural enemy.

However, from the center of the seven or eight fire unicorns, that is, the depths of the "eye of the storm", the continuous stream of angry flames formed a circle of vortexes with extremely strong suction.

The flaming vortex stretched out its tentacles in all directions, pulling all the fire unicorns firmly, making it impossible for them to escape the net of destruction.

Meng Chao was stunned to find that the controller of the death storm and the flame vortex was an old man with white beard and hair who looked like a madman.

They were still far apart, and Meng Chao couldn't see each other's facial features clearly.

But he could clearly feel the anger and sadness overflowing from the old man, like a flood that burst a bank, swallowing half of the jungle in an instant.

He is like a white-haired ghost from the depths of hell who feeds on traitors.

The momentum is crazier than the doomsday beast.

A fire unicorn had no escape, it was forced to turn around, and shot all the ammunition around him.

Hundreds of roaring flames formed an impenetrable barrage, instantly engulfing the "white-haired ghost".

However, like tearing a piece of wet newspaper, the white-haired ghost easily tore through the dense barrage, stretched out his palm from the raging flames, and directly buckled the fire unicorn's helmet.

The fire unicorn's helmet and shoulder pads are closely connected. At first glance, it seems that there is no neck, and half of the head is buried on the thick fortress-like chest.

But the white-haired ghost made a little effort, and the helmet made of super alloy cracked, shattered, and dented inward amidst a burst of sharp metal fatigue.

Even the cultivator of the fire unicorn was caught until his skull burst, and his brains were squeezed out from the white-haired ghost's fingers.

The majestic heavenly powerhouse, equipped with one of the most powerful power armors in Dragon City, was as helpless as a three-year-old child in front of this white-haired ghost.

The identity of the white-haired ghost was also clearly revealed.

"A strong man in the divine realm!

"Fei Qingyun and the mysterious organization hiding behind him, the target of the temporary action turned out to be a strong man in the divine realm!"

Meng Chao's heart was surging.

There is a feeling of "witnessing history".

Since the nine major gangs besieged the Blood Alliance more than 30 years ago.

This is the first time that someone has hunted and killed someone who is strong in the divine realm.

Theoretically speaking, the god-level powerhouse and the doomsday beast are equally powerful existences.

However, in actual combat, humans with superior intelligence and rich emotions can often burst out stronger and more varied combat potential.

As a result, the hunting tactics specially tailored for the doomsday beasts are completely ineffective against the strong in the divine realm!

Sure enough, seeing this white-haired ghost, a few rabbits rose and fell, and seven or eight heavenly realm experts equipped with fire unicorns were repelled one after another.

At least three heavenly realm experts were blown out of their hearts and brains when they were still in the air, completely severing their vitality.

Afterwards, the white-haired ghost let out a long howl piercing the clouds and cracking the sky, as if he wanted to break out of the encirclement towards the south, and flew towards the foot of the Raging Wave Mountain, a relatively densely populated biochemical industrial park where it was easier to get support.

However, just as he got rid of the hunter and tried to speed up.

His body, however, seems to have been overloaded for decades, with countless failures, and after countless repairs, it can still blast out the limit power on the surface, but in fact it is extremely unstable, and it may disintegrate at any time. , issued a difficult moan.

The hands and feet of the white-haired ghost twitched strangely.

His life magnetic field suddenly shrank and oscillated violently.

Like a blazing flame, it was doused with a scoop, no, it was a bucket of ice water.

The white-haired ghost let out a muffled snort, showing an expression of incomparable pain.

Almost didn't fall from mid-air.

"This god-level powerhouse was seriously injured."

Meng Chao thought to himself.

This is not surprising.

Almost all the god-level powerhouses in today's Dragon City have come all the way from the ignorant era when humans knew nothing about cultivation.

When they embarked on the road of cultivation ignorantly, they didn't know how to deal with the lifelong irreversible sequelae caused by the burning of a certain spiritual vein.

I don't know the habits of most monsters, and the side effects of spar radiation.

Breaking through the limit of life brought them, in addition to the power to destroy the world, there are also countless pains that linger.

Even these god-level powerhouses are outstanding talents and lucky ones who have escaped the harvest of death time and time again.

But "capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped."

"War God" Lei Zongchao is the most typical example.

His injuries were so serious that most of the time he couldn't leave the Valkyrie Temple on the top of the Chaofan Tower. Even if he really wanted to leave, he had to be soaked in a humanoid medical cabin.

Otherwise, the Dragon City was the strongest in the past, and under the interference of the weak spiritual magnetism, the physical body would collapse and the soul would be scattered every minute.

The situation of the rest of the gods is not as extreme as "War God" Lei Zongchao.

But compared with their respective peak periods, they are often far from each other.

Not to mention, just over a year ago, dozens of experts from the divine realm in Dragon City teamed up to break into the ultimate lair of monster civilization in the depths of the Misty Absolute Territory, and launched a thrilling and soul-stirring battle with the monster mastermind.

This battle helped the Dragon City civilization and completely established the victory of the monster war.

The price is that most of the god-level powerhouses who participated in the battle were wounded and wounded. For more than a year after that, they had to live in seclusion in the beautiful Dongtian Paradise for long-term recuperation.

And even the major forces in Dragon City poured astronomical amounts of medical expenses and training resources on their own god-level powerhouses.

It is also difficult to guarantee that the aging god-level powerhouses will be able to return to the past, sweeping thousands of troops, and invincible demeanor.

The "white-haired ghost" in front of him should be a member of the older generation of god-level powerhouses.

He was seriously injured and couldn't play 100% of his strength.

No wonder these heavenly realm experts dare to challenge him relying on Huo Qilin.

etc……

"It's not just about getting hurt.

"The magnetic field of this senior's life is intermittent and chaotic, like an infinitely split Hydra, constantly devouring his own flesh and blood.

"Ordinary hidden injuries and sequelae have followed him for many years. With the martial arts wisdom of a strong man in the divine realm, he should have known how to control it, even if it is temporarily controlled.

"It's poisoning!

"That's right, apart from his own hidden wounds, this senior was also poisoned by at least three or five kinds of extremely mysterious toxins. His muscle fibers, blood system, central nervous system, and even the cerebral cortex were attacked by deadly poisons at the same time!"