Broly hovered above the reservoir, powerful qi condensing between his hands. %∷8%∷8%∷Read%∷Book,.≮.※o

"Drink!"

He burst out with a loud shout and blasted the qigong wave out. Then with both hands raised, the straight-flying qigong bomb suddenly turned out of a large arc at almost right angles, rushing into the sky and exploding violently.

One after another, the split qigong waves swooped down like meteors and bombarded his body.

Broly directly clenched his fists and carried the qigong wave falling from the sky with his chest.

"Boom..."

There was a series of loud noises that were deafening, as if the sun had fallen above the reservoir. The eclipse hurriedly released its power to absorb all the dazzling light.

If this is not done, the US military satellites in outer space may mistakenly judge that a nuclear explosion has just occurred here, which will attract the attention of the CIA and S.H.I.E.L.D.

Fortunately, all the vast tracts of land in the vicinity were bought by Broly, and the unabsorbable baozha voice would not attract complaints.

Even though the Baozha point is more than 300 meters away from the reservoir, the calm water is still undulating and the waves are surging.

Broly, who was not lightly injured, slowly fell to the ground, sitting cross-legged and mobilizing the qi in his body to heal his injured body. The membranes and muscles torn by the qigong waves are healing rapidly.

The fifth-level Nine-Turn True Martial God Gang subtly increased the defense of his physical body. Just now, he didn't mobilize the qi in his body to resist the incoming qigong waves, and he was completely relying on his powerful physical body to resist.

"It's still a long way off!"

Broly was not satisfied, the power of the qigong wave he had just blasted out was only similar to the sword gang slashed by the Fire Cloud Evil God. Nakshatras has the ability to break air, and it is not feasible to use qi to strengthen the body's defenses when facing it. "Eight" "Eight" "Reading" book, .∞.o◎

He had to train his muscles and bones to be stronger in order to resist the slash of the Star Tribulation.

After just a moment of breathing, Broly stood up and flew back into the air, gathering his breath to bombard himself.

The solar eclipse on the side hurriedly released the light that had just been absorbed, turning into a blazing laser into the reservoir. The reservoir, which was already turbulent, was filled with white steam.

The light released by Broly's qigong wave in an instant was so intense that it was almost beyond the limit of what his superpowers could absorb.

"Boom!"

The powerful qigong wave engulfed Broly's figure again.

The eclipse hurriedly opened his hands and absorbed the dazzling light into his body again. This time Broly's qi was stronger, and he finally couldn't absorb all the light anymore, and the light that leaked out illuminated half of the farm like a searchlight.

"I can't understand how powerful an individual can be."

Professor Connors tightened the earbuds in his ears and looked at the figure in the sky. This is simply impossible in modern science's perception of the world.

Perhaps only God could have done such an incredible thing.

The scarred Broly was once again cross-legged on the ground, recovering his body. In this constant cycle of injury and healing, the new musculoskeletal membrane becomes stronger and more powerful.

This is the cultivation method he has figured out.

Although the speed of recovery after falling into a near-death state is faster, there is no way to recover the physical state in an instant like Xiandou, and the reckless Broly does not dare to try rashly.

It's easy to accidentally kill yourself, and even the Frieza Legion's medical pod is not always guaranteed to revive a dying combatant.

Because of the use of more powerful qi, it took Broly about an hour to use the qi to repair all the dark injuries in his body this time.

His qi is full of life force and is able to heal the damage hidden deep in his body.

Feeling the surging power gushing out of his body, Broly excitedly stood up again and continued to cultivate.

In the moraine grasslands of North Dakota, Dr. Rada hid in a North American aspen forest, shivering from the cold. It is the northernmost part of the prairies of the Midwestern United States, unsheltered by high mountains, and is the first place to bear the brunt of the cold Arctic snap southward. Often after a cold snap, the temperature plummets.

There was a warm current of heat from the depths of the aspen forest, but Dr. Rada avoided it like a snake and scorpion, and even wanted to take refuge in the needle grass meadow if it weren't for the deadly cold snap he had to face out of the woods.

Because this heat flow is Norman. Osborne digests uranium-235 and plutonium-239 from nuclear warheads, which are released with lethal radiation.

Deep in the Forest, Norman. Osborne couldn't wait to tear open the fairing of the nuclear warhead and bite through the warhead's body in one bite, like a child who got his favorite candy.

His subconscious mind was frantically urging him to swallow the delicious and tempting radio.

Deadly tritium gas leaks everywhere, Norman. Osborne greedily inhaled the spilled tritium into his lungs, allowing the high-energy electrons released by the tritium decay in the β to bombard the alveoli. It's like smoking the finest Cuban cigar.

After the tritium in his lungs was absorbed, he exhaled the exhaust gas that did not contain radiation, and then picked up the spherical fusion secondary in the nuclear warhead, first sticking out his tongue and licking the outer layer of highly enriched uranium, like a child eating chocolate candy balls, first filling this layer of the most delicious uranium, and then nibbling on the uranium-235 inside and lithium deuteride in the center.

Chewing the whole fusion secondary and swallowing it into the belly, Norman. Osborne hiccups in satisfaction. He was still too small and had a limited ability to consume nuclear energy, and now he was feeling a strong sense of satiety.

A sense of sleepiness welled up in his heart, and he took the oval fission primary in his arms, and lay down on the woodland and fell asleep.

In his sleep, his body grew stronger at a visible rate, transforming from a thin lizard to a stout bear. After a large number of radioactive sources were loaded into the stomach bag of the atomic furnace, a huge change took place, and uranium absorption valves were developed that can absorb uranium elements, and these high-purity uranium, which was too late to digest, into the uranium liquid bag. When the nuclear energy is depleted, it is then refluxed back to the stomach to provide energy.

The subcutaneous tissue begins to divide and a large number of electrostatic cells appear, which are similar to fat cells in the human body, which are able to convert nuclear energy into electrical energy and store it under the skin. It also absorbs external shocks and protects delicate internal organs.

Discharge cells begin to grow inside the sharp dorsal fin. These cells act like cables, channeling the electrical energy stored in the body-firing cells to the larynx, where they emit deadly atomic breath.

Norman. All the organs in Osborne's body are in the direction of absorbing nuclear energy, storing nuclear energy, and releasing nuclear energy.

The fission primary, in his arms, released deadly intense radiation, causing the molecules in the surrounding plants and organisms to break their bonds, and the lush aspen began to dry up and rot, and fell down with a wail, making the entire forest black, and it was particularly conspicuous from the air. 11“”