Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

In this way, the killing begins.

This is the cruelest killing, and the blood level is even more than a hundred times.

Because everyone is in desperate madness, they all know that they are just lingering and enjoying the cruel joy before dying.

The first goal of the gangs is the surrounding gangs. They use the cutting-edge magic weapons and advanced weapons they have just acquired, killing the darkness, blood flowing into the river, food and weapons and ammunition that could have been maintained for several years, often in a fierce battle. It was exhausted and even burned insignificantly.

- As soon as the war begins, its original purpose becomes insignificant. This beast is destined to get out of control and must be filled with the lives of hundreds of millions of people.

In this way, the whole piece of blood and even the whole piece of bauxite are being burned. The destruction caused by this global melee is comparable to the "catastrophe" that turned the Wuying world into a bauxite in the past. It is called "all" by everyone. The second end."

Almost everyone believes that the second doomsday is the real end, they are destined to escape.

But the instinct to survive, and they have to squander the food and weapons and ammunition at hand, and make themselves part of the catastrophe.

Only a handful of people can remain calm in the mad catastrophe.

For example, the village head of Taiping City, Gu Zhengyang.

The trust of his daughter, Liu Li and his disciple, Hante, especially the mysterious "Yao Lao", made him maintain the last trace of humanity while he was in the dark abyss.

When the **** riots and the large number of innocents were displaced and poured into the Taiping City Wall, he firmly grasped the almost collapsed situation with solid arms and collected a large number of "Wall City, Manzhushahua" wreckage. I got a certain amount of food, a synthetic food production line and a water purification chip. By relying on these things, Taiping City has continued to grow and become the only pure land in the catastrophe.

However, there was no egg under the nesting, and as the whole piece of bauxite was burned out, the end of the Taiping City Walledness also arrived.

The gang of blood on the gang has exhausted all the food and most of the weapons and ammunition in the fratricidal killings, and has peeled off the last trace of humanity and animal nature, and has completely fallen into a hungry ghoul.

They gather into a mighty Kuroshio. The only perception is hunger. The only instinct is biting. Even for many gangsters, the only weapon is the tooth.

After successively breaking through several small villages, the seemingly glamorous Taiping City Walled City has become the most dazzling target.

The whole **** gangsters gathered here, and they clashed in all directions from the Taiping City.

The vast majority of people have long lost their lives in the years of fratricidal killings. The remaining gangsters may have been ordinary people in a certain village yesterday, but this does not prevent them from releasing their cruelty in the screams. And tyrannical emotions drive away fear of the end.

Although the Taiping City Walled City is strong and strong, it is not a real gang, and their reserve of spar ammunition is extremely limited.

There are too many gangsters gathered in all directions. These humanoid demons have long lost their sense of reason. They know that it is impossible to capture a small Taiping City Wall to satisfy the bottomless pit between everyone’s throats, but it is still in vain. Former arch and arch, try to live more than a second, even for half a second.

No hope.

Everyone has to hold together and die. Today, here, it should be the end of the whole piece of earth.

Gu Zhengyang slowly spit out a suffocating sigh, and the straight spine was slightly smashed down.

"village head."

Beside him, the strong man named "Two Tigers" smiled bitterly. "If you listen to me, kill it in the first half of the year, that would be great!"

“What is the difference?”

Gu Zhengyang asked, "Chen to go out and become a gang, the result is not the same in the end, become like them?"

The two tigers licked and wiped the smoke from their faces and murmured: "Now, are we not like them?"

"Different."

Gu Zhengyang shook his head and whispered, "We are different. We are not the same as them."

"Is it different?"

The second tiger road, "Is it important, anyway, how to die is dead!"

"Important, it is very important. Everyone has been rushing to death from a lifetime. How to die, of course, is very important."

Gu Zhengyang pointed to the crowds of black pressure in front, saying, "They die like dogs. We die like individuals. Can this be the same?"

"...and yes, at least our Taiping City Walls are up and down, and all of them are dead like individuals, like a man!"

The two tigers took a sip and put a palm into the arms, squeezing them in their hearts, licking their cracked lips and smirking. "However, if I can die so hard, don't fall into these dogs." In the hands of the hybrid, that would be better!"

"boom!"

The voice has not fallen, and the last line of defense in front of the Taiping City Wall has raised the fireball of the claws.

The extermination of human gangsters is about to launch the final attack. Once the wall of the ship's hull is broken, everyone will become theirs - food!

At this time, Gu Zhengyang had no regrets and concerns at the bottom of his heart, except for the daughter and disciple who had left for a long time.

"Glass, and Hante, should they both be okay? I hope they can escape this **** of the world, go to the real paradise, no war, no famine, peace and peace!"

The eyes of Gu Zhengyang's cognac were covered by a layer of turbid liquid, and there was an illusion between the eyes. It was as if the disciple Hante was smirking at him between the clouds of fire and fire.

"Hant, your kid must take care of the glass, so that Master can close his eyes with peace of mind."

Gu Zhengyang was pleased with a smile and blinked.

Then he found that the illusion did not disappear, and Hanter’s smile, the sly face, still swayed between the burning clouds, and the corners of his mouth were tearing.

Ancient Zhengyang glimpsed a little, and blinked again.

Still, still, still there, it’s strange, this illusion is too real, how can it linger, and it’s still lifelike and complete! Is it that he is hungry and stunned by gunfire, so is it true that it is also an illusion?

"Village, village head!"

At this time, the two tigers around him were stunned and shouted. "Hant, then, that, that is not Hante, in the clouds, in the clouds!"

"What, not an illusion?"

Gu Zhengyang also opened his mouth to how big and how big, incredibly watching the wind and the burning clouds.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

All the villagers in the Taiping City Walled City had already prepared for the burning of jade. They only thought that they could die a little bit more quickly. They couldn’t help but see the clouds. Hante’s big face, everyone was scared, I don’t know. The "ecstasy" is still "staying."

Of course, it’s not really Hante. Hante’s face is big, and it’s not so clear to everyone at 10,000 meters.

It was just a three-dimensional virtual shadow that he magnified countless times.

However, the shredded fire burned the clouds, penetrated the atmosphere, and wrapped the battlefield of the nine-fight flames descending from the sky, but it was like a fake.

One ship, two ships, three four five five seven seven eight ships, dozens of spar battleships tearing the atmosphere at the same time, the scene of arrogant rushing, even if it is not a huge super arsenal ship, is only a nearly 100-meter-long low-earth orbiting assault ship It is also called "the sky is broken, the momentum is horrible."

Not only the people in the Taiping City, but also the sudden scene, suddenly shook.

Even the savage gangsters were crushed by the heat waves from the top of the head. The smell of steel and smoke was mixed together, like an invisible sledgehammer, bombarded on the chest of every gangster.

"Everyone below listens, this walled city is Laozi, the legendary ‘Xinghai Cannon King’ Hante is covered, who will give you the daring to let you attack this place?”

Between the clouds, Hante’s life-like face radiates excitement and screams. “Give you three seconds, put down your arms, hold your head with your hands, and lie on the ground. Otherwise, let’s see you’ "The King of Guns" is awesome - I am not a singer, no matter in the Yuding world or the Huanglong world or the Imperial City defense, I, I have played a vital role, the hit rate is 100% good!"

The gangsters underneath face each other and don’t know what he is saying.

Even Gu Zhengyang used his big hands to cover his face, and some felt embarrassed for his disciples.

"Awful, it’s hard to return home, no one has taken my ‘Xinghai Gun King’ as one thing!”

Hante gritted his teeth, and the head of the low-earth orbital assault ship flashed, but it was a "shocking bomb" made up of numerous compressed air condensed. It bursted within a few tens of miles around the Taiping City Wall, and the compressed air suddenly expanded. The air waves, like countless thunders, blew in the ears of the gangsters, and all the gangsters were dizzy, five insides tumbling, the limbs were soft, and even the stations were not stable, one by one lying on the ground, snoring loudly.

And completely destroying the will of the gangsters, but there are countless empty wooden boxes. These wooden boxes deliberately use no parachutes and cushions, and they fall straight to the ground, smashing a smash, but splashing synthetic foods. Scent.

"Food, food!"

The vast majority of gangsters were originally driven by hunger before they were put into the torrent of killing. Now, Hante deliberately throws a lot of synthetic food behind them. They still care about the Taiping City, and they turn around and rush to synthetic food. The placement point fluttered, and there was a strange gap around the balance of the city.

"Master, as well as the folks of the Taiping City Walled City, don't be afraid, it is the most anticipated and most eye-catching Hante, and it is back!"

On the forefront of a low-earth orbital assault ship, a sergeant bowed his head for a long time, jumped down and fell from a height of hundreds of meters like a cannonball, "bang", a crisp and sturdy pose, and tens of meters High air waves!