God Killer

"Hey Harry, look, what's that? How did that tank fly?"

At the roadblock set up by the police, more than a dozen cars were stopped and had to turn around to avoid the restricted area ahead.

<ygod……”

The woman sitting in the car couldn't help covering her mouth and screaming.

Then the sound spread like an infectious disease, and finally all the police officers turned their heads to look into the distance.

Sure enough, there is a tank rising up there...

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Sure enough, John's tank floated wobbly, looking like a submarine slowly rising from the deep sea, swaying.

John was shocked, but it was a pity that there was no camera under the tank, so they had no way of knowing what happened to their own tank, but they could still know what kind of situation they were in from the terrified cries of other tank comrades from the microphone. in the situation.

John's body lightened suddenly, and the weight of his whole body suddenly lifted up. Everything in the cab was not fixed. The tank soldiers had four safety belts, which tied them firmly to the tank seats. Otherwise, they would The head will definitely hit the armor above the head, and the eggs will burst into flowers like hitting a stone.

But then they decided they might as well bang their heads on the tank armor.

Because they were spinning rapidly in the tank, and then there was a bang, and they hit something extremely hard. They were directly shocked by the huge harsh noise and the violent impact, and their seven orifices bled, and they lost consciousness instantly. Life or death is unknown.

There were screams in the distance. Of course, John in the tank didn't know what happened, but everyone here could see clearly. They saw a guy covered in steel lift the tank violently, and then violently After a round of the ground, it was directly thrown out, like a bowling ball, and another tank whose muzzle was aimed at the steel guy was smashed into the air.

"Ohmygod! Is this a Transformer?"

"Certainly not, there are no wheels, this must be Iron Man, something that you can play with money."

All the Americans got out of the car one by one, staring into the distance with dumbstruck eyes.

Even the policemen who blocked the road widened their eyes and forgot their duties. They had seen too many such scenes in movies, but it was the first time they saw such a close-up. At this time, a flash of light Lighted up among the crowd, followed by superimposed flashes, these guys all took out their mobile phones, started taking photos and sending them to Facebook.

One of them shouted excitedly, "This is awesome!"

But then a cannonball shot over, blowing up the vehicles here and turning them into a sea of ​​flames.

This cannonball was bombarded by a tank, but Zheng Xian avoided it, and this group of guys would be miserable.

Zheng Xian's face was full of excitement at this time, who should Zheng Xian be afraid of when he arrived on this flat ground?

Zheng Xian landed on both feet, and then ran quickly. The muzzle of the tank kept turning, and planes swooped over from a distance above his head.

With a bang, Zheng Xian directly bumped into the tank, and the tank flew into the air with a buzzing sound. It flew straight for more than ten meters, and hit the ground with a bang, kicking up a large amount of sand.

Zheng Xian jumped up, jumped onto the overturned tank, grabbed the gun barrel and pulled it out forcefully. With a metallic hiss, the gun barrel was torn off. Duomi threw two missiles towards Zheng Xian like a poop.

The cannon barrel in Zheng Xian's hand came out with a buzzing sound, and smashed towards the low-flying fighter jet.

However, the flying speed of the fighter jet was too fast after all. Although it did not directly hit the plane, it did touch a small edge, and it could even be said that it was not even counted as a small edge. It just disturbed the airflow around the plane. First the top of the head passed by, and then it began to tilt. After shaking for a few times, it finally lost control of its balance and fell to the ground. The whole fighter jet disintegrated instantly and became fragmented.

Zheng Xian was also directly blown out by two missiles, like a kite with broken strings, he was blown out more than 20 meters before falling to the ground, and stopped after rolling for more than ten meters.

Zheng Xian got up from the ground, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.

Something flashed in Zheng Xian's mind, and then he looked in the direction and found several Satanic generals. A Satanic warrior guarded the gate, but he escaped the bad luck of being burned to death by Zheng Xian. What's more, they had the flattened Miaoyin toad on their bodies.

The location information sent by Miaoyin Toad had been interrupted a long time ago, and it was connected again at this moment. Obviously, the signal was good in this wide and flat place.

Without saying a word, Zheng Xian stepped forward with both feet, and ran towards the five Satanic generals.

The five Satanic generals were here to avenge their brothers. The issue of life and death had long been ignored by them at this time. These Satanic generals immediately put their hands on their chests and exerted a little force. Raised, Zheng Xian couldn't help but pause slightly in his wildly running footsteps.

gravity field.

The gravity fields of the five Shotguns stack.

Zheng Xian's running feet sank into the ground in an instant. At this time, Zheng Xian could only walk around, as if he was in the mud, and his speed slowed down.

At this time, dozens of mutants rushed out after the five Satanic generals on the opposite side. Fifty mutants were originally prepared here, and Zheng Xian killed seven or eight mutants in the early stage. All came out.

Zheng Xian laughed, and suddenly a huge shadow emerged from behind. This thing is huge, it is as high as ten floors, a purple gold gourd!

Although the Zijin Gourd at this time is still far away from its heyday, it has already recovered by [-]% to [-]%. Millions of vitality infusions should not be underestimated. The most important thing is that the pattern on the Zijin Gourd has reappeared Come out, communicate with the heavens and the earth, and absorb the power of vitality from nine days away.

In this way, Zijin Gourd can basically be completely self-sufficient.

Zheng Xian was oppressed by the superimposed gravitational field, but he was not nervous at all, and shouted loudly: "Crush them!"

Following Zheng Xian's loud shout, hundreds of withering battle armors sprang out from the purple gold gourd, and behind the withering battle armors were more than two hundred monks of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect.

The whole body of the withering battle armor is made of metal, only the meat ball inside has a little water, and it has a certain immunity to the water beast control method of the Satan warrior.

The cannon barrels in the hands of the Withering Armor spewed out streaks of flames, and the missiles galloped towards the five Satanic generals and the more than 40 mutants behind them.

The monks of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect naturally wouldn't let the withering battle armor show off their power in front of them, they also sacrificed their magical powers one after another, and streamers of light followed, as if covering the sky and covering the sun.

At this time, the five Satanic generals who were constantly using the gravity field wanted to give up on Zheng Xian, and it was too late to deal with these withering armors, and the more than 40 mutants, as Zheng Xian said, were immediately crushed.

Zheng Xian stretched out his hand and captured the nine Miaoyin toads that had been sealed and photographed like paper. He pulled the plastic bag and released them.

The nine wonderful toads were extremely excited for the rest of their lives, jumping up and down on Zheng Xian's shoulders, Zheng Xian waved his hand, and the nine wonderful toads ran to devour the souls of those crushed mutants and Satan warriors.

With the tyrannical vitality at the bottom, leaving the deep underground like a well, who else does Zheng Xian need to be afraid of?

On this planet, Zheng Xian can do whatever he wants!

A wave of pride rushed straight into Zheng Xian's mind, and he was completely fearless at this moment.

At the same time, Zheng Xian felt a shock in his body, and the blocked gold essence and jade liquid struggled violently.

Those tanks, those fighter jets, and those shell bombings were wiped out in a short period of time, so that Zheng Xian was still a little bit unsatisfied standing on the scorched earth turned upside down by bombs in Area 51.

With damaged tanks and downed planes everywhere, Area 51 looks more like a post-apocalyptic battlefield.

All high-level officials in the entire United States are paying attention to the pictures of Area 51.

The President of the United States, members of Congress, the Commander-in-Chief of the Department of Defense, and even the Supreme Court all gathered together.

Here, there is also a group of guys who are incompatible with this group.

This group of guys dressed casually, compared with the most powerful person in the United States in a sharp suit opposite, they were simply incompatible.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his 60s, with curly and white eyebrows, and his curly white hair looked like a medieval European.

This middle-aged man has a tall nose, a square face, and a neat and meticulous mustache.This guy looks like a retired guy next door with nothing to do.

Sitting in this solemn Capitol, it seems out of place.

"According to the "Lamasa Confidentiality Agreement", all immortal cultivators and blood races should be wiped out by the Global Religious Joint Handling Committee so that they will not cause undue influence on the United States. Now a nuclear bomb has fallen on these people from China. In the hands of the immortal cultivators, they also snatched tens of millions of vitality, who should be responsible for this matter? Who will solve this matter?"

The U.S. Department of Defense has long been dissatisfied with the members of the Global Religious Handling Committee. It was their glorious mission to defend the country, but now these guys from the Global Religious Handling Committee have split half of the country and greatly weakened it. the scope of their rights.National Defense Commander Matthew has long complained about this, and just took the opportunity to launch an attack.

The middle-aged man said: "Our Global Religion Joint Handling Committee has some faults, but your US government is not smart, and the hundreds of withered armor should have been destroyed long ago, otherwise it would not have appeared. Hundreds of withering armors killed our five Satanic armors."

Matthew slammed the table and stood up.