Chapter 447: The Death of Wuzun
At this moment, the entire Chita is in ruins.
There was cracked ground everywhere, many buildings had collapsed directly, the air was filled with smoke, and many martial artists in the distance were watching the battle from the air.
However, Russia had already anticipated this situation, and before using this place as a gathering place for people from all over the world who came to explore the secret realm, they relocated all the ordinary people of Chita Town.
Now there are only warriors in Chita Town.
And most of them are martial artists at the level of Transformation Realm and Martial Venerable.
Unless they are directly hit by the aftermath, it is just a crack in the ground that has been shattered, and it will not cost their lives.
"Could it be that the treasures of the secret realm of the Lu Dao people belong to this Lu Immortal Master?" Many Martial Venerables couldn't help but feel a little desperate when they saw that none of the eight Divine Realms were Lu Zhuo's opponents.
Some Wuzun even saw Lu Zhuo's victory and turned around and left directly.
All seven gods were killed.
Who else dares to rob the treasure of the secret realm with this killing god?
The old birthday star drank arsenic, and he was tired and crooked.
However, there were also more martial arts left, after all, this Lu Immortal Master had just directly exploded all the spiritual weapons, and he looked disdainful.
But these martial artists are still very eye-catching for spiritual weapons.
The other martial artists didn't dare to breathe, and either left directly, or they just stood in place and looked at the black-robed figure in awe.
Zhang Quanzhen and Qi Ziling were also excited.
At this moment, these two martial artists were like children, at a loss.
Qi Ziling's pretty face was full of excitement and flushing, full of admiration, the eldest husband should be like this, the last time she looked like this, it was when Qi Zixiao broke through the divine realm.
Lu Zhuo's expression was indifferent, and he stepped directly from the air, and after his feet were down-to-earth, his figure shook slightly.
"Immortal Master Lu!" The two martial artists hurriedly stepped forward to support Lu Zhuo.
Lu Zhuo broke free of the two and waved his hand, "It's okay." ”
Although Lu Zhuo had killed the Seven Divine Realms, the swordsmanship just now consumed a lot of money.
Even Lu Zhuo also suffered a great loss.
Breaking through more than ten times the speed of sound, if it weren't for Lu Zhuo's physical strength, just this speed would make the caster's world physical body collapse.
As for the other martial venerables who had not yet left, they saw Lu Zhuo's figure flickering slightly, and many martial venerables were all dazzled.
"Hahaha! Immortal Master Lu must have become the end of a strong crossbow! I'll take your head and build my prestige!"
There were a few martial artists in kimonos, seeing that Lu Zhuo's figure was slightly unstable, thinking that Lu Zhuo was seriously injured, they were also overjoyed, and rushed over with a katana.
"Hmph, I'm waiting for you. ”
Lu Zhuo snorted coldly and casually popped out four fingers.
Like a comet falling to the ground, several streamers rushed out, and these Wuzun, who thought that Lu Zhuo was weak and wanted to pick up a bargain, were directly broken into the brain by the streamer and died violently.
Zhang Quanzhen was also taken aback, but after seeing these martial artists being killed by Lu Zhuo with his hands raised, he also came back to his senses, and laughed:
"It is said that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, but this yellow finch is not something that a cat or a dog can do, that is, if the Lu Immortal Master does not make a move, these miscellaneous fish in front of him can also stop them. ”
Zhang Quanzhen is the current head of the Quanzhen Sect in the Daomen, and his strength is extraordinary, with three or four ordinary martial artists, not to mention that it is no problem to defeat and drag.
Qi Ziling's pretty face was also uneasy, and when she saw Lu Zhuo holding a sword and slashing the God Realm, she raised her hand to kill Wuzun, and she was also convinced that Qi Zixiao had spoken.
Such a young man can really be regarded as the best in the world.
However, Lu Zhuo's face did not have much joy, but his expression changed, and he suddenly looked up at the sky in the north.
The look was solemn.
"Immortal Master Lu, what's wrong?"
Seeing Lu Zhuo's appearance, both of them asked in surprise.
But soon, not only the two of them, but many of the martial artists present had a feeling of numbness in their scalps.
This is Wu Zun's vigilance! Danger is coming!
Everyone looked around and found that in the northern sky, there was a small black dot that was rapidly magnifying!
Wu Zun's ears and eyes have long been beyond the reach of the ordinary, and the moment a Wu Zun who had served in the Russian military saw this little black dot, his expression changed greatly, and he shouted:
"This is the RT2PM2 ballistic missile!"
Unlike other martial artists, who were scared just by seeing this missile, Lu Zhuo could attack even more violently after seeing this missile.
This is exactly what Samaranch swore before he died, and he swore that Lu Zhuo would explain his reliance here.
Lu Zhuo raised his hand to take a knife on the ground, raised his feet and stepped up to the sky, his black robe flew all over his body, and his breath soared.
"Broken!"
Lu Zhuo held the knife and threw it in the air.
This throw instantly surpassed the speed of sound, and in an instant, it smashed on the missile.
"Boom!"
There was a violent explosion in the northern sky, the sound shook the sky, the firelight covered the sky, and a huge wave of air swept from the center of the explosion to the surroundings unscrupulously, and the vegetation close to it was directly flattened, and countless creatures trembled under this missile.
Wu Zun, who recognized this missile just now, saw the situation in the distance, and he also breathed a sigh of relief, and took a deep look at the figure of the black-robed young man in the air, and said in fear:
"The RT2PM2 ballistic missile, also known as the warrior killer, is a mobile four-stage solid missile, equipped with a single warhead with a power of 300,000 tons, if it falls, we will die!"
The others were also scared for a while when they heard this, but they didn't expect that they had just saved the lives of their own people and Lu Xianshi, who was quick to deal with them.
"It's good that Immortal Master Lu made a move!
"This missile was put by the Russian military, damn, they have no divine realm, and they dare to be so arrogant, when I go out, I have to go to the Kremlin in Moscow to take a walk, and ask Pusey if this little old man wants to die!"
At the same time, these martial artists were frightened, but they were also filled with righteous indignation, and they all opened their mouths to settle accounts with Russian President Phusi.
However, just when the group of martial artists below were shouting to settle accounts with Puxi, the black-robed figure in the sky still looked solemn.
"Is there any?"
Many people, Wu Zun's heart suddenly had a pimple.
Really.
Everyone looked up at the sky, and hundreds of black spots in the distance pierced through the flames of the explosion, faster than the missile that exploded in front, and the time of the swish, almost a moment, was less than five hundred meters!
"UR100N ballistic missile! R36M ballistic missile! Equivalent to 800,000-ton and 1.2 million ton single-warhead missiles!"
The Wu Zun who had served in the Russian army just now was suddenly shocked, his face was pale, and he had a desperate look.
At this moment, all the martial arts were hearts that instantly fell to the bottom.
"Samaranch, my day!!, your ancestors!
Wu Zun yelled and scolded, and then turned around and ran.
Although it may not be possible to run the vitality coverage of hundreds of missiles, how much can it run!
Under such a fierce missile attack, their bodies alone can't bear it at all, and I'm afraid that only a terrifying character like Lu Zhuo can survive.
"Break, break, break!"
Lu Zhuo took countless weapons with both hands and threw them all at once, but because they were too close, dozens of missiles still fell, exploding on the ground nearby, and countless martial artists died.
Meanwhile!
In the western part of the sea, the Seventh Fleet of the Navy of Country M had been parked on the coastline for a long time, and the sound of explosions was heard from here.
"Wuzun, God Realm, I've been upsetting you for a long time!!
A sinister smile erupted at the corner of Commander-in-Chief Romada's mouth, and he took a sip of wine with his arms around a blonde and blue-eyed officer, and said loudly:
"Cannon !!"
Thundered!
Countless missiles roared in unison, as if they were sending a funeral song for the violent death of the hordes of martial artists, at this moment, Lu Zhuo, who was originally a little lacking in spiritual power after killing the seven god realms, was unstoppable at all.
The entire Chita was flattened, and the whole explosion was concave, full of fire and screams, and the body was incomplete.
In the past, they were high, but under the all-out attack of Russia and the United States, and without the cover of those spiritual weapons of the god realm, the magic weapons were like paper paste in front of the missiles, and everyone vomited blood.
Finally, somewhere in Russia, in a secret base in the mountains, a 12-ton white atomic bomb is being launched, with a speed of more than 20 times the speed of sound, and almost no one can intercept it!
As soon as this atomic bomb fell into the Red Tower, the martial artists who were still screaming and struggling were stunned for a moment, and then their faces turned pale and became terrified.
The nuclear bomb, one of the world's most deterrent weapons, has finally been shot.
Rumble!
A huge mushroom cloud rose in an instant, and there was no one left standing in the entire Red Tower! There were no living or dead things more than a meter tall!
All the nuclei are flattened.
All the lives within a radius of ten kilometers were devoured and exploded violently.
The power of the nuclear bomb is terrifying.
"Tut-tut, Puxi was willing to pay the capital, and he must have heard that his teacher in the KGB was killed by Lu Zhuo, and he was also so angry that he even used a nuclear bomb. ”
On the western coast, Romeda opened a bottle of champagne and hugged a young female officer next to him who was hot and wanted to refuse to welcome her.
With so many Wuzun dead in the world, his status as a world policeman in country M may come back, and now he needs to celebrate with a cannon.
(End of chapter)