Thinking that he might fall into an endless war of attrition, he jumped up directly, and with a step backwards, a large amount of air waves erupted, and his body rushed in the direction of Lianchi Zampu again.

In order to support the huge space, the palace has many thick columns, so that the view is not unobstructed.

Along the way, looking at Lianchi Zampu and going around to the column, Chen Guang directly slashed through it, directly untying the pillar from the middle, and definitely did not waste time adjusting the flight path and reducing the speed.

When passing by a smaller column, he cut directly from the root and grabbed his hand, only to see him holding the cylinder with one hand and rushing to Lianchi Zampu, towards the other party's broken body that was slowly recovering, and with a bang, he directly knocked Lianchi Zampu out, and after rumbling through more than a dozen cylinders, he fell to the ground and rubbed for several meters before stopping.

In this way, the dark fire on Lianchi Zampu's body could no longer attack Chen Guang's body, and under the pursuit of victory, Chen Guang grabbed the cylinder again and rushed over.

At this moment, the sound of continuous gate opening was heard, followed by the sound of military boots stampeding, and the last steel gate was opened, and armed men rushed in one after another.

Chen Guang stood in front of Lianchi Zampu, who had just gotten up, and when he caught a glimpse of those armed men, he sneered, grabbed the cylinder and waved it casually, and a gust of wind had already rushed towards the open gate, directly blowing all the armed personnel who were about to raise their muzzles to shoot to the ground.

The people in the rear wanted to stand firm, but they were directly knocked over by a ball of flames, and Lianchi Zampu's body was knocked out by Chen Guang like a ball.

There was a flash of rumbling, a series of terrible screams emanating from the throats of these armed men, and under the cover of the dark fire that Lianchi Zampu's body had spontaneously activated, he was like a burning meteorite, knocking an entire line of soldiers into flesh, and then smashing a groove into the wall.

Next, before those people could defend themselves, Chen Guang had already rushed into the crowd with a column, and everywhere he went, there was a bloody rain and bloody wind, and everywhere there were screams mixed with the sound of broken bones.

Lianchi Zampu's body was like a leather ball, being hit by Chen Guang with a cylindrical lun constantly, and every time he fell into the wall, he would be shocked out by his kick, and then continued to blast out.

The troops that came down to support were scattered by the impact, and they all dragged their bodies in fear and tried to escape, because those bullets did not seem to be able to hit each other's bodies.

There was no surveillance in the palace, and the commander of the superstructure and the soldiers blocking the entrance could not see the battle below, but could only hear a series of whistling, screaming and rumbling one after another, and the adjutant glanced at the commander and looked completely at a loss.

The next moment, a broken body covered in scars and half of his heart was still spurting blood out of the passage, and it was hard to imagine the existence of a human who could survive being beaten like this.

Chen Guang followed, the cylinder in his hand was already less than a few dozen centimeters long in the high-intensity attack, Chen Guang threw it away casually, looked at the unsightly soldier in front of him, and rushed over with a sneer, under a series of afterimages, blood sprayed everywhere.

He looked at the crowd in front of him, grabbed a panicked soldier casually, threw it directly a few hundred meters away, smashed from one end of the corridor to the other end of the corridor, and with a punch of his hand, a shock wave shattered several soldiers, and then used his body as a cannonball to rush over, and most of the rapid reaction team blocked in the corridor was directly knocked away, and his body had all shattered and died before he hit the wall.

The smell of blood in the air could not be dissipated, and the soldiers left behind in these bases were finally broken by their confidence, and they all rushed to the elevator with wails, no longer hindering Chen Guang.

Chen Guang smiled at the monitor with satisfaction, and then walked directly to Lianchi Zampu, who was lying on the ground and slowly squirming.

He stretched out a hand towards the ground, grabbed a rifle through the space, and after shooting all the bullets at Lianchi Zampu, he found that he could actually give birth to countless tentacles, sucking the blood on the ground like a leech, using it to restore his body, so he grabbed the muzzle of the gun as a weapon, and the butt of the gun was pointed and swept towards Lianchi Zampu's body.

With a bang, the burning blood drew a parabola in mid-air and crashed directly into the elevator, and the elevator door happened to close with a ding, rising directly upward.

The soldiers who hid in the elevator would breathe a sigh of relief when they looked at the closed elevator, but the next moment, countless tentacles stretched out from Lianchi Zampu's broken body, squirming directly on the group of soldiers who were still glad to have escaped, and then all of them were inserted into their bodies, instantly sucking out all the blood in their bodies.

Chen Guang tore open the elevator protective door like an A4 paper version, and then flew directly upward, and in the process of using the soldier to recover, he punched directly at the bottom of the elevator, and the huge force made the steel bar crack circuit and explode, a large ball of electric sparks burst out, and the thick elevator base was directly blasted into scrap iron by a punch.

Before Lianchi Zampu could react, he was squeezed by the huge force and flew upward, as fragile as rootless duckweed.

When his body flew in mid-air, Chen Guang had already tore open the elevator and looked up, and then stepped on the soles of his feet, several cables of the elevator broke instantly, and the elevator rumbled down to the ground.

And Chen Guang had already leaped under Lianchi Zampu and threw a punch directly above his head.

In an instant, the cold air in the elevator corridor was directly squeezed out, and the two of them were separated by a distance of nearly seven or eight meters, and a shock wave had already hit Lianchi Zampu's body, directly blasting his body up.

Then there was another popping explosion, and the metal in the corridor roared, only to see Lianchi Zampu being blasted away again, and continued to rise upward.

Everyone at the base only felt that the ground was shaking, and then the ground staff on the top runway only saw the elevator explode outward, and then the two figures flew out towards the exit of the base.

I saw Chen Guang punching one punch after another, bombarding the other party in the air, and the body that had just recovered a little bit was shattering little by little, and every time a piece of flesh fell.

Until finally, the two of them arrived at the base camp at the foot of Mount Kailash, where countless survivors of the disaster had gathered, and everyone was kneeling down to worship the sacred mountain, when suddenly pieces of freshly frozen minced meat fell from the sky, accompanied by thunder like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

In less than three minutes, Chen Guang had already maintained this level of attack from more than eighty layers underground to the outside of the base, and he didn't know how many punches he had thrown.

Lianchi Zampu kept expending his energy to repair his body, and at this time, he was already a ball of flesh the size of a basketball, slowly squirming in mid-air.

Having lost the ability to draw blood and flesh, Lianchi Zampu has been bombarded continuously by an opponent stronger than him for so long, to the point where he has run out of oil and has nothing to do.

It's time to break up his body and suck up his soul that devours him!

The murderous aura spread in the cold sky, Chen Guang's eyes locked on the wriggling mass of flesh, and his mental power condensed on his left fist.

Suddenly, a scream as if from the Nine Shadows came from that mass of flesh and blood!