"Cool!"

In the cockpit, as the thunder force was sucked into his body, Zhang Long only felt numb all over his body, and he didn't want to be comfortable. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

ML feels like that.

Of course, Zhang Long's happiness was based on the pain of the second generation of Thunder Beasts.

Roar~

The second generation of the thunder beast roared and struggled, like a loach roasted by fire.

With the roar of the second generation of thunder beasts, the entire sky seemed to tremble.

Thundered!

Black clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thundered.

In the midst of the raging storm, one after another bucket-thick thunderbolts shot down from the dark clouds and bombarded the body of Erlang God.

It's a pity that under Zhang Long's assimilation, these thunder and lightning attacks were all in vain.

Instead, it was used by Zhang Long and transmitted to Fang Tian's painting halberd, entering the body of the second generation of the thunder beast, speeding up the plundering speed of the thunder force.

In a word, playing thunder in front of Zhang Long is like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gongmen, and the end is destined to be sad.

The mecha pilot was amazed, and the two Kaiju beasts not far away were also shocked by this scene.

I can't figure it out if I want to break my head, the second generation of the thunderbeast that opened the thunder beast realm was actually suppressed by a human mecha in all directions.

The battlefield is a killing field, the situation changes rapidly, and it is a place where negligence can kill people.

Take advantage of the moment when the chrysanthemum beast was stunned.

Hu Meiniang drove the Silver Blade Runner to kill blatantly.

Swinging the high-temperature iron fist, a punch fell, and slammed into the head of the second generation of tailed rats.

Rumble!

Under the huge impact, the second generation of tailed rats deflated their entire heads and fell to the ground.

The attack is accompanied by the high temperature burning, and the painful tail rat keeps rolling and roaring.

Boom!

The Blade Runner's right arm catapult sword ejects, and the ejection elongates into a long sword.

Hand up and knife down!

Blade Runner stabbed down with a sword.

Poof, the catapult sword broke through the thick skin, sank deep into the head of the tail rat, and directly gave the tail rat a pair of piercing.

Click!

The successful ejection sword retracted and retracted into the metal scabbard.

Immediately after, the high temperature iron fist arrived.

Bang two punches, burning and sealing the wound where the tail rat's head was cracked and bleeding.

When Blade Runner killed the tail rat, the other two mechs were not idle, seized the opportunity, two to one, and knocked out the last chrysanthemum beast.

This way.

Feeling the continuous loss of the thunder force in his body, he looked at the human mecha that was struck by thousands of lightning bolts, but always stood tall. The second generation of thunderbeasts felt deep despair.

Time passes.

Roar!

With an unwilling roar, the second generation of the Thunder Beast finally stopped struggling.

Cracking sound!

In the air, electric current is constantly flowing, colliding with countless electric sparks.

After assimilating nearly 10,000 buckets of thunder and lightning bombardment.

Erlang God's huge body has been shrouded in a huge thunderball.

In the cockpit, Zhang Long sat on the ground, refining and absorbing the thunder force in the thunderball.

Time passed, as the Thunder Force was continuously withdrawn and sucked into Zhang Long's body, the thunder ball that enveloped Erlang God became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Call!

Zhang Long exhaled, opened his eyes and stood up.

With this absorption and refining, the divine power in the Thunder God Godhead increased by about one hundred millionth.

One in a billion!

I'll drop a day, that is to say, Lao Tzu has to absorb and refine 100 million thunder beasts of the second generation in order to completely restore the power of the thunder godhead.

Sure enough, there is a long way to go!

Zhang Long sighed.

"Lord Thor, thank you for the rescue."

Two hunter mechs approached.

"Well, the aftermath will be left to you, and we still have to go to other war zones."

Zhang Long said, opened the cockpit, and the whole person ejected and flew to the ground.

At the same time, Hu Meiniang also opened the cockpit door of Blade Runner and jumped down.

With a wave of his hand, Erlang God and the Silver Blade Killer were put into the package, and Zhang Long released the Flying Wing Zero Change.

"Let's go, Mei Niang, go to the next war zone."

"Yes, master."

Zhang Long stretched out his hand, hugged Hu Meiniang's soft waist, lightly touched his toes, his figure rose from the ground, opened the hatch of the flying wing zero change, and got in.

In the next second, under Zhang Long's operation, the flying wing of the flying wing zero type changed to the back of the double armor.

Sou!

The Flying Wing Zero rose into the sky and flew into the sky.

Flying offshore, Zhang Long waved his hand to collect the thunder beast clone into the package, and then flew towards the Indian Ocean theater at full speed.

Twenty minutes later, the Indian Ocean theater of operations.

"Kill!"

Erlang God waved Fang Tian's painting halberd, and a halberd fell.

Poof!

The head of the second generation of the ridged turtle flew up, and before the blood spurted, Fang Tian's halberd turned around, and a halberd fell down.

Rumble!

A powerful electric current erupted, accompanied by bursts of the aroma of barbecue, and the broken neck of the second generation of the leatherback turtle was instantly sealed by burning.

"If you want to escape, leave me behind!"

With Zhang Long's roar.

Erlang God raised Fang Tian's halberd with one hand and threw it hard.

The blue-gold Fang Tian Painting Halberd turned into a streamer, piercing the air, and with a terrifying and terrible howl, it penetrated from behind, nailing a second generation of sickle heads that were trying to slip away from the ground to the ground.

Half an hour later, the Atlantic theater of operations.

"Eight poles, stick to the mountain!"

Erlang God rushed forward with one stride, and one of the eight poles leaned against the mountain, leaning on the second generation of abomination fiercely, and directly vomiting blood and flying out of this big guy.

Harvest!

Zhang Long waved his hand and put the squirted monster poison blue into the package.

Collecting monster poison blue was something that Zhang Long had come up with not long ago.

These monsters are poisonous blue, strong acid and deadly, molten gold and iron, and they are definitely a big killer for walking the rivers and lakes and killing people in the yin.

Roar!

The second generation of abomination got up from the ground, roared angrily, and used his feet to rush towards Erlang God.

"It's a good time, look at my eight poles to lean on!"

Erlang God rushed forward.

There was a bang.

The second generation of abomination vomited blood again and flew out.

Harvest!

Zhang Long waved his hand and collected the monster poison blue sprayed by the second generation of abomination.

Roar!

The second generation of abomination roared again and again, and rushed again.

There was a thud.

The second generation of abomination vomited blood again and flew out.

Roar!

Bang!

……

Once, twice, three times......

After being knocked to the ground for the sixth time, the second generation of Abomination got up, didn't roar or fight back, and used his feet to exert force, but he ran away without saying a word.

It's not a masochist, it's already completely scared and frightened.

Zhang Long was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly manipulated Erlang God to chase after him.

"Grandma, you're a monster, come back, don't run, let's fight until dawn!"

Erlang God ran wildly, strode the meteor, and instantly caught up with the second generation of abomination and pinched its neck.

"Woo woo woo~"

The second generation of abomination, who was dragged back by Jiro God, cried, and tears the size of a car overflowed his eyes and continued to drip down his cheeks.

Five minutes later.

When Erlang God waved the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and the halberd cut off the head of the second generation of abomination, there was no pain, no anger, no unwillingness in its eyes, and some were just relief.

If life could start all over again and give it another choice, it would never come to Earth again, the human beings here are terrible. (To be continued.) )