Chapter 57: Flies
Han Shiqi wandered around Seoul for a long time, and the US imperialist garrison and Nanbang were nervous for a long time.
Although this combined monster that only exists in the second dimension violently beats the black mist monster that annihilated the Nanbang armored force, the enemy's enemy is a friend and does not apply to the monster.
If it's not my race, its heart will be different, not to mention whether this monster is a product of the earth and the planet, I don't know, Jeton is a cosmic dinosaur!
The filthy clouds that covered the sky over Seoul were not captured by cameras, so satellites from all over the world saw Jebalton scurrying around Seoul like a headless fly.
Even Yang Fei, who was watching the live broadcast in the bureau, couldn't help but wonder if this wolf power immortal was not Shi Lezhi, what was this purposeless flying for.
Yang Fei couldn't see the filthy clouds, but Ma Xiaoling could see it clearly.
Huang San sat on Ma Xiaoling's shoulder, pursed his lips, lost his previous composure, and his face was full of worry.
Although he didn't know where that filthy cloud came from, he knew how much energy it would take to gather so much yin qi to cover the entire city in the end of the Dharma era.
Huaxia's current four demon monarchs can do it, but if they do this, it will almost reach the moment of defeat, this is not a demonic spirit, but a demonic energy covering the sky!
Although Huang San often teased Han Shiqi, he also really cared about the dog friend who called him a brother.
He knew that Han Shiqi's strength was strong, strong enough to sweep a country.
But he also knew that Han Shiqi's strength was not from himself, and his strength was not as good as his, and he would be crushed into slag, and his strength would be stronger than his......
Then you can only expect his plug-in to explode, Han Shiqi will definitely not be able to defeat the strong with the weak!
Finally stopped the aimless search, Han Shiqi's huge body was suspended in mid-air, his face was like frost.
Well, this white husky's head can't see frost, anyway, his expression is very solemn.
"It's ......"
There was a murderous aura in his eyes, and he could actually see a lump of ...... in the clouds in the sky
"Big ...... Convenient......!??? ”
Jebbarton's throat subconsciously shook a few times, and the killing intent in the dog's eyes grew stronger.
"Are you insulting me!!?"
"Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, how can I, Wolf Power Immortal, be confused by your little tricks!"
Sniffing his nose, the vast amount of filth floating in the center of this cloudy layer emitted an indescribably disgusting smell.
Han Shiqi didn't faint from the smell, and he even thought it smelled good......
"Jebbarton Fire Charge!"
As high as 35,000 degrees (100,000 degrees of Jebbaton flame projection, Han Shiqi only has 35% of Jebbaton's synchronization rate) high-temperature and highly toxic flames erupted, and the filth and yin qi clouds quickly dissipated under the blow of this destructive force, Han Shiqi was surprisingly irritable in such an environment, as if his dignity had been greatly challenged.
The sky rained with flames, and the poisonous flames dried up large areas of clouds before sporadically dropping the afterburners.
This red and abnormal star-dotted flame lasted for a long time after falling on the land, and a layer of pale green aura continued to spread along the flame point to all sides, and the land polluted by this pale green aura could not be planted with any plants for the next thirty years, nor could it be built to live in, it was a highly poisonous place.
Of course Han Shiqi doesn't know this, and even if he does, he won't care, this is Nanbang, not Huaxia, he can do whatever he wants.
What's more, these poisonous lands are drizzle for the filthy clouds in the sky, if it weren't for Han Shiqi's good face to wipe his ass, once this filthy cloud layer gives birth to the demon god, the entire Nanbang will become the demon god's demon country, and all the flesh and blood of the Nanbang people will become the nutrients that nourish the demon kingdom, and the soul is imprisoned in the demon kingdom as a slave and will never be reborn, and the end will be countless times more miserable than falling into hell.
Xu Kaisi is right, once Han Shiqi breaks the game of the demon god, his merits are immeasurable.
However, Han Shiqi doesn't care about merit or anything, he is not the kind of orthodox horse immortal who wants to cultivate into a positive result, he can get by in a timely manner, and everything depends on the system.
He was simply angry because he felt that he had been tricked, and he must bring the person who teased him to justice, and as for saving the people of Nanbang and the fire and water, it was incidental.
All filthy things can be burned with flames, and filthy yin qi is no exception.
After a series of Jebaton flame bombs erupted, Rao is Han Shiqi also had to pause and gasp for breath, and the two poison sacs (balls) next to the cheek raiser were pumped one by one, the toxin was used too much, and then he couldn't spray the poisonous flame bombs.
After the highly poisonous Jebarton flame bomb scorched the filthy clouds, the pale green poisonous mist prevented the gathering of the yin clouds, and a large area of the yin clouds was shattered and dissipated, and the results were remarkable.
However, something happened that made the hairs on Han Shiqi's dog's head stand up, and the largest stool-like filth in the yin qi cloud was unscathed.
What made him even more creepy was that a pair of eyes appeared on the pile of-like filth!
"Flies, flies?"
"Flies are eating poop!"
……
The unknown existence of the demon god turned out to be a huge fly, which reminded Han Shiqi of a very famous Hell Demon Lord.
"Beelzebub, the sin of gluttony!"
The giant fly monster's eyes twitched visibly, and then quickly returned to a state of emptiness and all desirelessness before shaking its head calmly.
"Fish-lipped dog, I am the great Hell Lord Lucifer, you read it wrong."
You read the last sentence wrong, obviously lack confidence, and the volume is much lower.
"Lie dog, you, Lucifer is a koala, haven't I watched "Demon Asacher is Calling You"?"
"Fart! Lucifer is obviously a shameless big-breasted Bichi, and I had a fight with him in hell the day before yesterday, do you know with me? ”
"So you are Beelzebub."
"No, I'm Leviathan."
"Leviathan is a sea monster, and you are Beelzebub."
", I'm Mammon."
"Admit it, the fly's head could only be Beelzebub, especially since he likes to eat poop so much!"
"Which dog of yours saw me eating poop!"
The fly monster's mouth sucked on the filth and made a sound of "zi-yo, zi-yo", and then denied it with righteousness and awe-inspiring: "Slandering others in disregard of the facts is to go to hell."
When the time comes, come down and be trained by me, and I will let you know what cruelty is! ”
"Come on, who's afraid of whom, what's there to be afraid of in hell, it's not like Lao Tzu hasn't died!"
Wiping the saliva from the corners of his mouth, Han Shiqi was very puzzled by the stool-like filth.
Although the appearance was very similar to stool, he was sure that it was not real excrement, but a high-level tonic similar to Zhu Guo and Wannian Snow Lotus in Xiuzhen's novels.
"Doodoo~liiiiiya!
Damn, you make such a high-level thing like a poop, why don't you beelzebub that dead fly, I Han Genshuo write the three words upside down! ”
Wait, when did you come up with the name Han Geun Suk?
"Jebarton Fire Charge.
Reduced to ashes in the scorching flames! ”
With a flick of his wings, he rushed towards the fly monster, opening his mouth and spitting out a series of fireballs, and the indomitable momentum made the fly monster stunned for a moment.
And then......
Han Shiqi teleported and disappeared in front of the fly monster, and then instantly lifted Jebbaton's form and turned back into a white husky with his tail between his legs.
"Grass your uncle, it turns out that the mastermind behind the scenes is the Demon Lord of Hell, who is stupid.
Lao Tzu's heavenly demon blood is gone, and it is my business whether the Nanbang people die or not. ”
Very good and shameless, it is Han Shiqi's consistent style.