burst god

Chapter 394 May my human race be passed on from generation to generation and keep flying!

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The breath was low for only a moment.

When the eyes blinked, they opened again.

Liu Chenjiang's eyes are full of iron blood and determination.

"The world is out of my generation!"

A horizontal split!

Liu Chenjiang laughed loudly, like Gai Xia Chu overlord unarmored to fight, full of heroism.

In the near-death battle, his momentum rose instead of falling, more like a strong man returning to light.

However, Liu Chenjiang seemed to be aware that, with a heroic body, Bai Jiang's saber power thirteen consecutive slashes stacked together.

Sound waves distort the air.

The white mist criss-crossed, like a surging river, endlessly lingering in the ears, bringing thunder and rolling.

Dozens of lost corpses even maintained the posture of jumping up in the air, and collapsed into powder in an instant.

All creatures within 20 meters are wiped out.

The muscle fibers of the two fog warriors, which are comparable to nano-armors, were cut out of deep ravines, like rocks being knocked into the air.

"As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, the years will remind you!"

Liu Chenjiang's chest roared again, and he slashed vertically, like a pangu opening the sky, falling straight to the ground.

boom!

As if echoing Liu Chenjiang's whistling sound, the saber surged against the wind, with the blade as the boundary, the left and right sides were turned upside down.

The Juan Shui tribe with the will to die continued to advance forward like spears.

Liu Chenjiang is worthy of the name of the 9-level gale, and this style of breaking the river is worthy of the title of king of war!

When he felt that nearly half of the strength in his body was tilted out with the knife, when the feeling of exhaustion surged, Liu Chenjiang also felt the most wanton and carefree moment in his life.

Looking back on all the past, nothing but clouds and smoke.

"While Huangtu Baye is talking and laughing, the world is so drunk—"

Liu Chenjiang has reached the peak moment of his life so far.

That was the most unscrupulous moment of catharsis.

No need to worry about the back road.

Because there is no way out.

Because behind him is the country and rivers and mountains.

As a general in all battles and a role model for the first army, he has already engraved honor and loyalty into his blood.

Looking at Liu Chenjiang who was burning his last strength, pioneering forward, fighting to the death without retreating an inch.

The remaining 24 members, including Zhou Zhong, had tears blurring their eyes at the same time.

Everyone gritted their teeth and let out a roar from the bottom of their hearts, and charged along with their team leader.

"Eat, die!"

There was a muffled roar in the distance.

The two fog warriors who had been gutted for the second time raised their heads and screamed. On the gray and white muscles exposed all over their bodies, many slender tentacles grew out of those withered blood vessels, swinging towards the outside world, as if they were frantically absorbing the surging power in the fog.

The ring-shaped ribs surrounding the heart began to contract under the astonishingly huge force, and unexpectedly pulled the heart back together, the traces left behind were quickly covered by the crazily growing muscle tissue.

The actions of the two [fog warriors] seemed to be echoed by the mist.

With only binoculars, one can see the mist that continuously flows into their bodies.

crackle.

The process of muscle fiber splitting and healing is repeated rapidly.

The bodies of the two [Fog Warriors] began to rise continuously.

In an instant, it became a gray-white giant with a height of about 270 centimeters.

That muscle has a terrifying and shocking biological beauty.

Not even a laboratory can reproduce this supposedly perfect muscle specimen.

The two fog warriors just stretched their arms at will, and they made a dent in the air around them.

Bend your knees and press down.

Ten meters of land instantly subsided.

boom!

The sinking earth trembled, and the figures of the two fog warriors disappeared.

Two more gray meteorites appeared in midair. They seemed to have the mighty force of a space crash, and they pushed out an umbrella-shaped airflow, and they collided instantly.

Liu Chenjiang stepped forward with a big step, raised his waist and twisted his hips, and put his saber flat, as if pulling back with a thousand tons of force.

An astonishing wave of air began to rise wantonly.

The body is getting weaker and weaker, but the fighting spirit in the eyes has climbed to an unprecedented level.

Liu Chenjiang coughed out a blood arrow, which sank deeply into the soil.

The prairie fire burst into brilliant sparks, and Liu Chenjiang took everything he had for the rest of his life, and with the epitome of the will of thousands of Yanhuang soldiers, he launched a final counterattack against the enemy at the end of his life.

His voice, full of blood and tears, with a hoarseness that tore through the sky, resounded in this land of death.

"May my human race, pass on the torch from generation to generation, and keep flying!"

The collapse of the Baijiang River in one form set off a huge wave of air, like water breaking a bank, rolling back into the sky.

The blood of the 24 people behind them was on fire, and following that figure, with the intent to die, they advanced like blades.

With final determination in Liu Chenjiang's eyes, he faced the two fog warriors who had never been stronger before...

Hit hard!

"My Yanhuang army soul is immortal!"

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call……

The gentle air current rolled and brushed past the ears.

At this moment, all the sounds on the entire battlefield seemed to disappear, with a kind of sinking silence.

The whoo ho sound of lost corpses.

There was the sound of Wushi's muscles twisting.

The shouts of people jumping up behind them.

At this moment, everything disappeared silently.

All the sounds seemed to not exist at all.

All the world seems to be static because of some kind of existence.

No, or something was slowed down.

Only Liu Chenjiang, who is super powerful, can barely move his eyes to find the root of all the strangeness.

A breeze blew across his cheeks, bringing coolness.

the sky?

Lifting his eyelids, a trace of confusion flashed across Liu Chenjiang's pupils.

He saw the black dot that suddenly appeared.

The long tail flames tear through the space with a dead air flow, like a comet that suddenly flashed across the sky, descending on the top of the head before its own thoughts have just unfolded.

It's dazzling.

Is that a turbo rocket?

The kaleidoscope-like ionized air mass at the tail should be a speed as high as 1700 m/s... Chibi VI rocket?

So the figure standing with hands behind his back on the rocket is probably an illusion.

Ok……

Figure!

Liu Chenjiang's pupils shrank into needlepoints in an instant.

It was as if an electric current had passed through his whole body, with an incredible shock.

Liu Chenjiang is still rising in the air.

The rocket has already sunk into the ground ahead.

The figure standing with hands behind his back looked down at the ground, and his feet landed lightly, as if they were randomly tamped down when the rockets sank into the ground.

Then, he looked up calmly.

--boom!

Fifty meters away, there was a complete circle of the earth, and at the same time, dust waves tens of meters high were stirred up, and fiery clouds of fire rose like a wall of sighs, separating the inside and outside.

The 24 people felt that their feet were like a dragon turning mud, and the sky and the earth were shaking.

The warhead, which was supposed to explode the moment it hit the ground, finally detonated after drilling a full ten meters under the pressure of that random kick.

The upward high-pressure airflow was trampled back by the kick of the figure with the hands behind his back.

The circular earth with a diameter of 1 meters first shook upwards, and after rising only [-] centimeter, it fell back heavily.

ear...

It was the second and third explosions like a mountain collapse.

That figure, soundlessly, stepped out of a crater with a diameter of [-] meters using this as the center of the circle!

Liu Chenjiang, 24 minions, two mists, hundreds of lost corpses...

All of them were swayed back by the momentum accumulated on that figure.

Liu Chenjiang felt that wave of air rushing towards his face, and passed by.

Then, he was stunned to see the white waves around his blade dissipate without a sound.

The power accumulated in his whole body also dissipated silently, and the cells that were struggling to burn seemed to be extinguished and infiltrated by a clear spring.

Life comes back into the body.

Liu Chenjiang staggered to the ground, his mind was in chaos, only heard a soft voice, he raised his head in a daze, and forcefully opened his eyelids which were already weak and heavy due to loss of strength.

The figure turned its back to him, and calmly walked towards the two tireless and inexhaustible fog warriors.

The voice is warm and indifferent, which makes people feel inexplicably at ease.

It made me want to cry inexplicably.

"You are quite right, Colonel Liu."

……

"The years will eventually grow old, and we will be immortal."

……

"You've done enough."

"So, next, leave it to me."

The figure looked back slightly, revealing an angular profile.

The straight military uniform is not stained with a single speck of dust.

It looked the same as when he first saw it, not like a soldier who came to join the battle, but more like an officer participating in some important ceremony.

Sunny and warm.

"It's you..." Liu Chenjiang lost his voice.

"it's me."

"A formal acquaintance."

"My surname is Lu, and my single name is Ze."

"Ze quilt is the water of all things."

Not slow or fast, with a peaceful and restrained pride.

Lu Ze stood alone, facing thousands of lost corpses with his hands behind his back, and stood still gently.

(End of this chapter)