The end of the world: I can evolve all things

After Qin Daotu sentenced the three to death in his heart, he patiently waited for the opportunity.

The three people in the house decided to act in the middle of the night, and they were not in a hurry at the moment, and they should still eat and drink.

Finally, the opportunity that Qin Daotu was waiting for arrived.

One of them, seemingly because of the urgency to urinate, staggered open the door and walked into the courtyard.

He muttered a word and began to undo his trouser belt.

Unfortunately, no one knows what he is talking about anymore.

Qin Daotu was already lurking in the shadows, and he followed behind him step by step.

At the same time as the man undressed, he was already close behind him.

Brush!

Under the night, the sword light flashed, and the head rose to the sky.

"Poof..." The

headless body fell on its side, but was gently lowered to prevent the fall from making a sound.

At the same time, the other hand takes the fallen head, side by side with the head.

As soon as it is broken, Wolong is out of the mountain!

Qin Daotu turned his head to look at the corpse on the ground, and saw that the bulge around his waist seemed to reveal something.

What is it?

............

A moment later.

Inside the factory, the two frowned.

The leading humane: "Why did the third man put water for so long?" The second old, you go..." Before

he finished speaking, he heard the 'crunch' of the factory door, and the 'third man' came in through the door.

The leader looked at him and frowned, "So slow? There's still action tonight, you..." Before

he could finish speaking, he sensed something was wrong.

"What does it smell like? What's on your clothes?

"Second brother, don't come close!"

Unfortunately, it was too late.

At the moment when he was secretly wary of speaking, Qin Daotu had already arrived in front of the person who was close to him.

The Dragon Slashing Sword can be called a sharp weapon under the world, and after being occupied by Qin Daotu's close hand, where does it come from.

As the sword light swept by, the arms that the second elder hurriedly raised were already out of his body.

"Ahhh!! The

miserable howl was not over, but it was instantly mended by Qin Daotu.

One sword seals the throat!

In an instant, Qin Daotu and Dumiao among the three were left in the room.

"You're not the third old."

Qin Daotu secretly pouted, isn't this nonsense.

However, the other party also seems to know that it is nonsense, and the purpose of saying this sentence is to complete the movement of his hand.

A pair of orange fists had covered his hands.

At the same time, as the man clenched his fist, two flames burst out, spreading up his arm, enveloping his forearm.

The result is something similar to a flame arm armor.

Qin Daotu glanced at this thing silently.

This should be what brought him a crisis in the calculus of the 'heaven and earth chessboard'.

[Relic D-320: Wild Biting

] [Function: Fire fighting, fist strengthening

] [Containment conditions: The holder needs to complete a hearty battle every day, otherwise he or his teammates will encounter misfortune (accumulation)] [

Evaluation: This punch, twenty years of skill, can you block it? 【

Derivable】

Qin Daotu:( ̄ー ̄).

During the battle, he would arrive for a while and would not have time to think about what the situation was with this thing.

Seeing the fire attached to the arms on the other side, the air around the action smelled of burnt.

The power of the relic is really terrifying enough....

Just as this thought fell, their distance was already rapidly closing.

Within seven steps, both must be confronted.

Qin Daotu didn't point out anything like flame resistance now.

If it is a head-to-head confrontation, it is difficult to predict the victory or defeat.

Swinging his sword in battle, even if he wins, he will definitely be burned by this flame.

However, why play melee with him?

This person was stalling for time and wearing a fist sleeve just now, how could Qin Daotu be waiting dryly?

He, in aiming.

Qin Daotu looked at the imposing man on the opposite side and smiled slightly.

"Times have changed!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Scattered

gunshots echoed in the silent night sky, and the man appeared covered in several holes of blood.

The fatal wound came from the gun hole in the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

His death also verified a truth - within seven steps, the gun was fast and accurate!

Qin Daotu had previously found this pistol on that 'old third', which came in handy.

It's just that the movement is a little big....

Qin Daotu looked up at the window, not knowing what the gunfire would attract.

Just before he stepped forward to lick the bag (search for the body), he saw that a small thing had already taken a step ahead of him.

With a 'whoosh~', the little mirage dragon appeared on the man's body.

It was not afraid of the flames above the fist, and stood on it and stepped on it fiercely.

"You again..." Before

Qin Daotu finished speaking, a magical scene happened.

I saw that the flame fist sleeve called 'Wild Bit' shrank rapidly.

Finally, it was put on its tiny claws.

"Shhhh!"

This little guy wears a fist... Or should it be said that it is a 'claw set', humming at Qin Daotu for a while.

And then - it was forcefully suppressed and stuffed back into the pocket.

Because of the sound of the gunshot, Qin Daotu didn't have the strength to pull the fist sleeve off its small claws and claws for a while.

Take a quick sweep around the abandoned factory to see if there's anything to gain.

In the end, I was a little disappointed.

Apart from some miscellaneous currency and a box of bullets, nothing else was seen.

It seems that this is only a temporary stronghold for these people.

After clarifying this, he did not continue to search.

After finding a direction, he disappeared while the night was dark.

Shortly after Qin Daotu disappeared.

The factory building was no longer silent, and several ragged men ignored the corpses on the ground.

They were wary of each other, carrying a snakeskin bag or a package made of rags behind them, constantly searching for everything left by the three people, even the clothes of the corpses.

These are the same scavengers in the neighborhood who were attracted by the sound of gunfire.

If people living in the lower city die slowly, at least there is a 'chronic'.

These people who live in semi-wasteland outside the city, but if they do not pay attention, they will not see the day tomorrow.

For example - now!

I don't know when, a thin and tall figure dressed in black and wearing a mask appeared in the factory.

No one knows when he appeared, just as no one knows what he was going to do.

Until a scavenger spotted him.

After noticing that something was wrong with this person, he couldn't help but avoid him a little, tacitly acknowledging that the piece he was in belonged to him.

But this man does not seem to appreciate it.

He stood in place and watched silently for a long time, his gaze resting most of the time on the naked palm of the corpse's arm at his feet.

After a moment, he waved his hand gently.

In an instant, the corpses on the ground were covered with stone blue, shattered like stones.

Looking at this strange scene, the scavengers screamed one after another.

But when the tall, thin figure in black turned to look at them, the shouting stopped abruptly.

Like the corpse, the scavengers turned into solidified stones in place.

The factory returned to silence, and the man glanced around before leaving silently.

...... After another long time.

In the corner outside the factory, a wall with integrated walls suddenly dissipated, revealing one person and one dragon.

The little mirage dragon stuck out its tongue, as if it was tired and not light.

After putting away the illusion, it glanced warily at the hateful guy beside it.

The reason why he bothered was because the man next to him promised to give him the 'little glove'.

Can't go back!

Qin Daotu did not notice this guy's careful thinking at this time.

Silently put away the starlight sword in his hand to prevent accidents, looked at the messy gravel in the field, and silently said in his heart.

"Petrified?"