The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 1608 The king’s sense of oppression

Master Li, who has a high blood bar and a skin as thin as paper, is not embarrassed to blame all these dismal facts on the Americans, so he can only angrily scold the bad guy named Wang in his heart. It’s not as if you’re useless at all. What the hell if you really can become a million-man warrior with one horse?

Forget it, just ride your ass!

My king will attack in his female form, right?

Thinking of this, Li Cang suddenly felt that the young lady might never forgive that bastard in this life. The overall shape of the death knell was not a big problem, and it even had a slightly weird and cold beauty, but if Lao Wang rode on it.

Blast!

So timi exploded!

Li Cang put his hands on his chest and gave a slight greeting to Master Wang who was fighting in the fire among the aircraft and ships. My son has a safe journey. I am very happy for my father!

Facts have proved that even the lucky Master Wang cannot withstand the remote worship of a guy who is not even welcome in the entire plane. The degree of loss of Yangshou can be clearly seen with the naked eye. Lao Wang suddenly became excited and his hands trembled. Ten years of cerebral thrombosis can no longer restrain the knife-pulling technique. The magnificent knife intention that was originally released was just replaced by an energy matrix cannon and an alienated blood contamination bomb due to the wrong operation of a captain who was also unlucky. With a combination of punches, the sword intent instantly expanded by three marks, swallowing up Lao Wang himself and thousands of dumbfounded heavy cavalry in front of him, and then detonated on the spot.

The shape of the sword's catharsis and the explosion of the energy matrix weapon together formed a weird wide-mouthed gourd shape, tearing up the ground and burning tens of thousands of tons of rocks into lava. Every semi-soft but not hard molten rock was filled with The sword intention is wrapped in the blazing evil fire, and it carries out an all-round saturation attack on the land and airspace with a radius of dozens of kilometers with a violent wind and rain.

There is a saying, when the sword intention is condensed, the dragging sword technique is the standard ship-cutting sword mode. Even the Was class, the largest model of ship that America has appeared so far, cannot withstand this sword and has to be sent back to the factory for overhaul for a year or two. It is possible to not leave the dock and airport, but the losses caused by this scattered, unfocused and targetless offensive are obviously more desperate.

After all, the speed of dragging the sword's intention is not fast, nor can it be said to be nimble and agile. At least it can be avoided.

But now, all drone formations, servants of destiny, subordinates, ships and even transformation islands that appear around Lao Wang must support shield force fields and conduct comprehensive defense through various expensive methods. You don’t need statistics to know this. , this is already pumping America's fate coin reserve.

Before the brilliant sword light of the Drag Sword Technique has completely dissipated, the violent concentrated fire of the ground troops and air forces has once again completely covered Lao Wang's surroundings. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the hand raising and back swing of the Drag Sword Technique are relatively long. Yes, as long as my retaliatory strikes are fast enough and concentrated enough, your next action will inevitably be interfered with or even interrupted. As for whether it is possible to take advantage of the gap between skill releases to hit weak points and critical strikes, only God knows. .

"Get up~"

Thousands of rusty, clumsy and heavy chains that seem to hit the soul directly pass through any entity with an endless sense of oppression, locking in living lives that are several times the number of itself.

Lao Wang has learned something from Li Cang. Believe it or not, I just think that one word is more powerful, and others just enjoy pretending to be awesome. It would be a shame to see the saint in front of the real person. Master Li, be careful. Not to mention fullness, there are still a lot of extravagant tasks.

"Boom~"

The complete death knell in female form finally appeared in the eyes of Americans.

The fire of evil energy is as deep and dense as a waterfall, and the black feathers are like embers. The glow and shadow are brewing simultaneously, and they are slowly opening to both sides in a burning manner like a curtain.

[Death Knell] Four arms, two legs, and two wings on its back.

The body is as exquisite as if it had been chipped, the canine teeth are jagged, the mouth is ferocious, and the long hair as rough as worms is hung with diamond-shaped ring-shaped water drop-shaped metal pendants that look like swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, twisting and squirming, and are thousands of meters away. The wings of the counting unit drooped to the ground at the same time, changing from time to time into the phantoms of humans and beasts with fangs and claws.

The six limbs do not have any bones or joint structures. They float in the wind, and the ends evolve into long, bifurcated cones in the shape of a double helix. The ends are scarlet like blood, burning with evil fire, and the embers and black smoke flow like sticky blood. ground.

Countless feathers and wings are stacked on top of each other, bloated, multiplied and multiplied to form huge wings with a complicated structure. There seem to be two strange eyes growing on the top of the wings. One is the evil dark green of evil fire, and the other is the demonic crimson purple of blood scarlet. Feathers are hanging from the top and lower edges of the wings. The curved arc of the sharp hook is extremely ferocious, like the hook on the tail of a poisonous scorpion.

At this moment, it seems that all the words imposed on any villain can be used to describe the fragmented monster in front of him. Its style and temperament seem to have never been supposed to appear in this world, even to the edge of its body. And the energy surges undulating around the body don't seem to be spreading to the surroundings, but are constricting towards the center, as if to press the death knell back to the world line where it should belong.

Thousands of words turn into one sentence, Maja Fake.

The sense of oppression that a several-kilometer-tall alienated bloodline creature can impart cannot be compensated by any amount of Was-class space carriers and dozens of kilometers of armed transformation islands, not to mention its shape is so outrageous and bizarre. The master is so fierce and violent.

"Hey, hey~"

Lao Wang's laughter echoed in the smoke and flames. It was a kind of ferocious evil that could be imagined without seeing the real thing.

Right in front of the death knell, those medieval heavy cavalry mounts that were more than five meters tall and looked like servants of the nail-shaped dragon were retreating hesitantly. The entire formation had an obvious retreating movement, and then there were the war props at the rear—— Of course, what are faster and more agile than them are the large and small ship transformation islands in the sky.

This kind of situation is generally called a strategic transition in the eyes of knowledgeable people. It is a sign of caution, orderliness and good military discipline. People who don't understand usually call it a slip of the pants.

"Om~"

Exploding rubble and a sharp, round figure shot out from the smoke and flames at the same time. With the help of God, Lao Wang, who had received the ultimate blessing of the death knell, was wrapped in layers of evil fire and soared into the air like a fireworks bomb. He jumped up, dragging a spectacular stream of smoke and flames, and rushed headlong into the group of spiked dragon heavy riders closest to him. The flames exploded, and a crowd of people fell on their backs. Old Wang took off for the second time, and almost vertically collided with a Was-class airship in mid-air. The sky carrier, laminated shield force field, 433 mm thick composite external armor, and solid hull shell only delayed his movements for less than half a minute before he was drilled in. After a few seconds of silence, the Was-class aircraft carrier The ship was completely torn apart by sword energy and explosions from the inside out, and the whole ship was torn into three pieces.

(End of this chapter)