Boom, boom.

Sonorous, sonorous.

Wow!

The terrifying footsteps of the SS came from inside the dark "academy gate", knocking on everyone's hearts one by one.

"Something is wrong!" Nie Wanliu twitched the general's sword like lightning, and Harlan Xuanming's face changed, and in front of him, a young man in black suddenly appeared, with pale cuff decorations spinning, interspersed with a pair of white palms in the silk.

"Don't worry, I'm waiting for the Chosen Whip, it's not so easy to deal with. Nano Xuantian's voice was still full of confidence.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange, as if something in the wind was suddenly taken away, and everyone felt a trace of fear precipitating in their hearts like botulinum toxin, a small but deadly dose. Harlan took a step back and reached out to take a heavy iron spear from his retinue. The surface of the thick black chain mail is covered with a wind hood.

The frighteningly sound of footsteps came closer, closer, and when the first "soldier of the South" emerged from the dark shadows of the gate hole and walked down the street painted with sunset and blood, everyone's hearts literally missed a beat.

"Puppet Sect ?!!!!!"

Harlan Xuanming couldn't hear his exclamation at all, because a gunshot had already descended like a verdict.

The infrared aiming beam accurately shone on the eyebrows of the leading brother of the Chosen One, and then an armor-piercing bullet shattered his entire head into a sky of blood foam, and then, in the strafing sound of the machine gun, the bullets rained down like a flood tide, and the slaves of Jianzhou, who were still happy just now, including the Chosen One, fell in rows like wheat in the autumn harvest!

Unstoppable!

There is no military force in this world, Gangfeng, cloud car or courtyard wall can block such strafing, 30.5mm tungsten steel shelling armor-piercing bullet piercing force, only the frontal armor of some heavy tanks under the industrial civilization system can resist, if you want to defend against this bullet, I am afraid that even the three-inch thick brick wall of Chongwang's Mansion will not work.

"Hurry back!!" Nie Wan shouted hoarsely, holding up the gang wind as if blocking in front, allowing Harlan Xuanming to escape first, but the reality was far more cruel than he imagined, the black-painted puppets came out of the dark doorway in four columns, kept coming out, and walked out endlessly-

It was like a frenzy of ghouls coming out of the gates of hell.

Shouts, shouts, killings, and even uniform footsteps were all drowned out by the monotonous sound of sudden suddenness in a sudden moment, and there was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, only gunpowder mana, and the sound of the bullet rushing forward repeated like the eternity of time and space. Returning to the mainland, the Pershing Imperial City, the supreme model of the barbarian serf civilization, in this hellish bloody evening on earth, unprepared ushered in a massacre of industrial civilization, at the end of a bloody and cruel knightly war, suddenly encountered a ruthless modern war.

Those puppets had cannons mounted on their arms, and heavy weapons like tank guns on their shoulders, and where the red aiming beams hit, they were often soon bombarded by a 60 howitzer, and blood, fire, and steel balls erupted in a bright red flash, leaving behind a large black smoke polluting the air.

Harlan Xuanming did not retreat, because it was useless, and in the face of an unimaginably large puppet army, any act of escape was as ridiculous as the act of facing the battle. Nie Wan's sword was put down, and he suddenly felt very sad, not remorse, not despair, or simple sorrow. He suddenly understood that whether it was to avenge Emperor Beiwu, or to connive at the Jianzhou Iron Cavalry, in short, this massacre, even this siege, or even this whole southern expedition, the whole war to destroy the southern country, in fact, has no meaning.

In front of the puppet sect, there is no meaning.

He never thought that there could be so many puppets in the puppet sect.

This is not the puppet sect he knows, no. A thousand years ago, the puppet sect destroyed Dongying, and only two hundred puppets were dispatched. Two hundred, the northern kingdom can still withstand it, these steel golems are not completely invincible, with military strength and human life, they can still withstand it.

But the premise is that the number of puppets must be less than two hundred.

And now, there are thousands of puppets walking in front of them!

This terrifying force is enough to bulldoze the northern country and the southern country together in just a few years.

The puppets arranged in a four-way column walked really majestically from the middle of the avenue, Harlan Xuanming and his small team, at this time, they could curl up in the corner of the street like a group of beggars, watching this group of puppets walk past them, the hundreds of elites guarding Harlan Xuanming, and all the Jianzhou slaves who held a killing competition here, none of them could still stand upright for a long time.

The team of puppets, which looked unimaginably long, finally came to an end at a certain moment, and no more puppets came out.

And new footsteps sounded.

Behind the boundless steel force, in the depths of the gate of the wide open Jingzhao Yin Capital Protectorate, a white robe with gold pattern accessories slowly emerged from the shadows, like Hades walking out of the inner side of the gate of hell. The white figure was hooded, and his face could not be seen clearly, but from the figure, it was a man as young as Nalan Blood Demon.

The white-robed young man slowly walked down the steps in front of the door, low-key white with gold-rimmed boots, stepping through the bloody street. The corpses of the slaves in Jianzhou fell in pieces next to the forbidden army Zhongliang, who they had screamed and laughed and slaughtered, and the "inferior low" who they regarded as pigs and dogs fell to everything, and even the blood that flowed out was mixed together.

That is the blood of the "noble" Jianzhou slaves, so tainted.

The steps of steel, mercilessly trampled on the breasts of a female chosen one, just as they once laughed and stepped on the breasts of that innocent girl, the retribution was like reincarnation, and no one could escape.

1,400 steel golems are wreaking havoc in this completely fallen city, not to mention the Chosen One, even the Chosen Whip has no way to take this monster.

The power of science and technology is always under the power of cultivation and above the power of magic. The various forces on the Wind Source Continent were even just mutated wind attribute magic, how could they fight against such forces?

The slaves of Jianzhou, who occupied the city, began to retreat in a hurry from the Jingzhao Yin Protectorate, and behind the scattered fleeing were black monsters slowly advancing with the pace of the Nazi SS. The emaciated body, the sleek power armor, the heavy dark green iron box behind it, and the fire-breathing barrel that served as a finger, everything was just as it had been in the deepest part of the bloody realm all those years ago.

It's just that this time, there is no woman from the puppet sect who leads a group of rudely modified puppets to fight against it.

"Tubu!"

"Ah——h

A howl that was even more terrible than the beginning sounded in the blood-colored city, and the sky slowly darkened, and the golems' flat heads lit up with blinding white lights, illuminating the blood-colored hell in the middle of it. A torrent of armor-piercing bullets sawed through the masonry, shattered the walls of the door, and spread death among the ruins. The high temperature carried by the bullet ignited the building wood, and the fire engulfed the entire city even more ferociously.

"Fire!"

"Hurry up!"

In the distance, the hasty voices of several Jianzhou slaves sounded with a tiger-like roar, and the spherical projectiles made of wrought iron roared and smashed several puppets over, and the black powder sprayed ignited an area, but those fallen puppets deftly turned over and continued to strafe while holding the machine guns.

The young man in the pure white robe suddenly stopped and turned his head to the direction where the cannon sounded: "Too young, too simple Tucson breaks." ”

His voice spread in the bloody breeze.

Behind him, the black-red gate was unfolded, and the roar of the aero engine seemed to be some kind of murderous wind pressure, which was enough to make the northerners lose the will to resist, and a huge black plane roared out from the black-red gate, straight into the sky, and then, countless missiles roared out from under the steel wings.

It was the most terrifying destiny in the world, there was no escape, it couldn't be resisted, and the condescending blow made anyone helpless, because the Yuanying master couldn't jump into the sky.

The plane soared and the sunset was just a small black spot, but the current of the tail flame spewed out by the black spot was enough to turn into a sea of fire and engulf everything.

Endless explosions roared in the city where the sword had entered the body and the sound of murder was shattered, and the flames turned into a terrifying storm, spinning, and turning into a bright red pillar of light that followed the sky.

After walking a long street in front of the Duhu Mansion, the young man in white seemed to spend endless time, and every step he took seemed to be walking at the node of time and space, and every step crossed the past and the future.

"Is this what you want? When he finally came within five feet of the group, a low, hoarse voice slowly came, like some kind of nerve agent spreading in the air.

"......" Nie Wanliu quickly opened his mouth and closed it even more quickly. He didn't know what else to say at this point.

"This massacre of the city was ordered by the old man, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. At this moment, Harlan Xuanming took a firm step forward. Nie Wanliu stretched out his hand to pull him, but was unsuccessful.

The faces of Emperor Li Moro, Nano Viper, Nano Xuantian, and even the Spirit Emperor changed. Everyone in this small group that was left in the machine-gun fire showed a look of surprise and admiration. In the face of the puppet sect, in the face of thousands of puppets far beyond the imagination of the world, he can still take the initiative to take the responsibility on his body, and he can also have the courage to take the initiative to take a step forward. Such a person is tantamount to a hero for the northern country.

The young man in white looked up in surprise, his hood covering his expression, but it couldn't hide his identity, the black zero of the puppet sect, and the silver dust of the Hanlin Academy.

"I thought you would blame this on Jianzhou slaves. ”

"Boy, you're now a member of the Jianzhou slaves, that little insider of yours—" The Nano pit viper couldn't help but give a lesson, but he was interrupted by the magician before he could finish speaking.

"I've never been with people who like to slaughter civilians. Yinchen's voice was full of ice-cold hardness: "Even if I give up Lin Xuanchen and give up this world, I will kill all the people who dare to slaughter the city in this world!"

"Jianzhou slaves like to slaughter the city, I will commit genocide to the Jianzhou slaves, Emperor Beiwu ordered the slaughter of the city, I will directly destroy the Harlan family, don't think I can't do it, the puppet sect is just a card in my Yinchen's hand, it really forced me to be anxious, and I also have the plague that is targeted. ”

The anger that the young man in white had been holding back for ten years finally broke out at this moment. "Don't tell me anything about the favors and conditions, I'm going to let you go for the time being, just to make your death clear-"

He didn't finish speaking, because a black figure suddenly rushed in front of him, and the waist knife was pulled out and slashed out, and above the blade, the cheetah illusion was clearly visible.

The wind turned into a huge cheetah that was transparent, and with the knife swoop, the sharp claws flashed with fierce light.

The illusion of the cheetah was not like the power of the wind, but like the power of the mountains, and it was extremely heavy. That's Gang but it's no longer the wind, it should be the swan song of the God of Thunder, the strongest mystery of Gangfeng's power except for the killing Dao, turning Gang into a form.

The shape of Gangfeng, turning the void into reality, the elephant-like huge cheetah, under one pounce, naturally has the power of a giant elephant!

"Boy, don't think that you can be invincible in the world if you master the Puppet Sect!

"That's right, the most powerful power in this world is still its own strength, whether it is a holy weapon, a puppet, or a military force, it is just the power of external objects, and only its own power is absolute. ”

In the face of the severed head knife that almost reached the limit of sound speed, Yinchen actually had time to speak, and on his body, the white robe was spreading, like a battle flag of doom, a simple punch, but it had the power to almost kill the master of returning to the void.

The power of that punch itself was not very strong, only the power of entering the body, but the cold wind that quickly swirled around the fist was a cold ice gang of the Void level. Unlike Nano Xuantian, Silver Dust's "Battle Spirit Qi" evolved not into form, but into [elemental].

The cold ice and the cheetah collided violently, exploding into an endless winter in a radius of hundreds of feet, everything seemed to return to many years ago, at that beginning, the silver dust attacked Nie Wan with the extinction of the winter, and the power of the ice and the power of the thunder hedged each other, bursting out with endless brilliance.

This time, however, Ice was not able to hedge against Cheetah.

Because the power of the cheetah is also similar to ice.

The true power of the thunder god is the cold wind and the hot wind, and the true power of the ghost god is the Gang Feng Transformation Form, which combines the strengths of the two with the battle spirit qi and bloodline secret technique, becoming the ultimate power that can be cultivated by ordinary people in this universe. The magic is hot, and the battle spirit is cold. The power of the cheetah's battle spirit qi was almost between wind and water, and the wind liquefied, and the condensed cheetah, the moment it hit with its claws and ice, it also turned into ice and exploded.