Changsun Wu screamed in the air and dodged the two oncoming laser nets, and made a trajectory judgment at the moment when countless guns appeared, Changsun Wu jumped up and down and danced miserably in the rain of bullets, and scolded in his mouth: "I x you x, Liang justice!" ”

The assassins surrounding the small building stepped forward in unison, arrogant and unscrupulous, stepping into the invisible cordon.

The stupidest and most direct way, since you don't have time to carefully dismantle all the mines, use the easiest way to trigger all the traps and traps!

So the myriad defenses that had been hidden in the darkness showed their true colors, explosions and bullets flew together, lasers and sonars danced together, and the flames of bombs rose into the sky, and the earthquake trembled.

When the bursts of thunder like firecrackers stopped, the height of the entire huge small building was already a full meter higher than the surrounding area, countless assassins who were pierced by bullets, shattered by cannonballs, and cut into pieces by lasers, and the assassins who were mistakenly injured by their own people were lying around, leaving few corpses, and many more people were turned into flying butterflies with the flames.

Looking at the fresh soil under his heels that was on average lower than normal height and smelled of gunsmoke, Changsun Wu lay on the door frame, covered in cold sweat and glared at Liang Chengcheng not far away.

With his luck, speed, strength, and Liang Chengcheng's cooperation that did not ask for his opinion at all, the high-ranking cannon fodder Changsun Wu finally entered the official scope of their station.

In the midst of Changsun Wu's angry gaze, Liang Chengcheng Shi Ran took out the remote control, and then pressed the red button on it.

There was a slight tremor from the depths of the earth, and with this tremor, the entire foundation of the small building was completely blown away by the most precise directional blasting, and the heavy building was sinking into the dirt because of its own weight.

"Okay, the structure, the tunnel, the labyrinth, or something down there are all blown up." Liang Zhengcheng threw away his remote control without any pressure, sat at the base of the wall while basking in the sun, and said with his remaining right hand: "Time is running out, gorilla, you can start." ”

"The world is really broken......"

A gust of wind blew, cold sweat evaporated, and Changsun Wu suddenly felt chills all over his body, how could he feel that Liang Chengcheng was even more crazy when he was awake than when he was crazy?

Well, that's probably a sick sentence...... Eldest Sun Wu took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and wanted to beat him up, and turned his head to look at the gate that had cracked in the explosion, revealing its original form.

The planks that covered the original gate had shattered, revealing the color of steel, and although the thickness was unknown, it was definitely no more fragile than a bank's vault.

Changsun Wu stood in front of the door, and suddenly his right arm disappeared, and countless afterimages appeared in the air, and the violent wind crushed his sleeve, and the cloth flew like a butterfly.

In the midst of a violent roar, the iron door wailed and dented, twisted, and finally shattered completely.

And a touch of bruises also appeared on Changsun Wu's knuckles, and a straight fist with hundreds of sonic speeds in an instant, even if it was an air flow, it was enough to cut the steel, not to mention the fist that had been tempered thousands of times.

"That's it."

Looking at the iron door in front of him, which had been reduced to a pile of debris, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after showing an eerie threatening smile to Liang Chengcheng behind him, he walked into the silent small building.

There was a dull layer of dust floating in the small building, like the ashes of death soaked in the tomb, and there was a restless despair in the silence, which made people feel extremely unhappy.

In the gloomy corridor, Changsun Wu carefully checked the vacant rooms one by one, and smashed several high-tech gadgets at first glance.

Since it can't be used, it can't be loaded, and it may be like a time bomb, so just destroy it.

Along the way, there was a trail of roars, fragments of the ground, and the bleakness and dilapidation of the first floor.

The first time Changsun Wu was engaged in sabotage, he found that sometimes smashing things is also a poetic act.

Such a poetic atmosphere, a poetic building, poetic destruction, and a poetic brother and noble man are smashing an electronic machine that is incomprehensible but also very poetic.

What a poetic punk decadence...... Finally, of course, there is the poetic sword light that suddenly emerges from behind the door panel, like a cold spring flowing from under the moon, with a chill and gloomy anger.

A frenzied silver light appeared, like mercury penetrating the fragile door panel, and instantly pierced through the silent room, gently and poetically slashing towards the neck of the eldest grandson Wu.

Even the life-killing Liuliu came to the heart of Changsun Wu so poetically and gently.

In the next moment, a faint explosion and small drops of blood flew out in all directions, and a faint sword mark appeared on Changsun Wu's fist, and the last door was also torn apart under the sword light.

Supporting his badly injured body, Joshua who crawled out of the life support pod was dripping with a strangely colored liquid, and the bones of the left half of his body were shattered like a skeleton weathered by age, while his right hand was holding a sword deadly, and his eyes were angry and cold.

Leaning against the hatch of the life support pod, he blocked Rachel, who had fallen into a coma due to soul damage, and said in a hoarse voice: "Get out!" ”

A soft sound came from the place where the sword qi flowed, and the place that was swept by the sword flow slowly turned into flying ashes, making the back of Changsun Wu's back break into a cold sweat.

The vicious blow just now almost pierced his heart, this is what Liang Chengcheng said, almost completely crippled?

What are you kidding, if Joshua was in a complete state, he wouldn't have been lying on the ground long ago?!

If Bai Shuo was here, he might have answered him seriously: "Yes." ”

But how much strength does Joshua have left? Changsun Wu is not a person who retreats easily because the enemy is strong.

His waist slowly bent down, his hands made an impeccable starting gesture, and the fierce tiger in his soul awoke, expecting a bloodthirsty fight.

In the silent small building, a desperate fight is about to begin.

The chariot of the ―――――――― Self-Defense Forces had long been torn apart by Bai Shuo, and violent explosions emanated from those war machines, and the heavily armed soldiers were as fragile as naked little sheep in front of Bai Shuo, not to mention just ordinary citizens who were not afraid of life and death because of their crazy moods?

There is no need to be pitiful because of appearances, pitiful because of strength and weakness, those who stand in the way are enemies, and if they don't kill them, they will kill themselves.

Bai Shuo has long understood this truth, but now, he is very unhappy, very, very, very unhappy!

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and once again the bloody cracks were cut through the dense crowd, and the wails of countless people made his face more and more ugly. Lines of blade-like spiritual power continued to project from the void, stabbing Bai Shuo's head, but in the end, they could only be shattered under his fist.

Along the way, countless people had already surrounded Bai Shuo, and the crazy spiritual power emitted was like a network, crisscrossing and crisscrossing Bai Shuo.

The crazy minds of hundreds of thousands of people are enough to distort reality, and the madness and hatred of paranoia to the extreme will seem to set the air on fire.

The whole world was filled with hellish death and torment, and the ubiquitous and diffuse spiritual wail in the air made Bai Shuo more and more annoyed.

The network of the fantasy master was all unfolded, and at this moment Shen Feng was hidden in the crowd, and through this large net, he continued to increase his calculation speed, and constantly optimized the calculation formula of the future, stepping on the corpses of countless puppets, he reached the level of lv5.

As a non-combatant, he had dragged Bai Shuo into his own territory during the battle.

Hidden in the frenzied crowd, Shen Feng's face was full of hideous smiles, and in the midst of countless people shouting and charging frantically, he stood in place and looked up at the sky.

His gaze was like seeing a spinning galaxy after piercing the sky, and he knew that moment was coming soon.

He covered his facial features, which had begun to ooze blood, and lowered his hair and let out a low wail of pain, the way to temporarily improve his strength always requires some kind of price.

In the midst of the pain, six twisted infant fantasies, fantasy beasts composed of spirits, emerged from the void and crawled towards Bai Shuo's side with a sinister smile.

The fantasy beast crawling with bursts of black chaotic spirit ripples quickly crossed Bai Shuo's cordon.

The distorted baby monster face soon saw a palm erected against him, and the seemingly slender palm seemed to be pinching something invisible, tightening it hard and violently, crushing something that didn't exist there.

"Sue!"

The roar of the space collapse was like the sound of glass slag being crushed by a car tire, and as the chaotic wind flow spread, it finally pulled the crazy fantasy beast into its own realm.

The body that hovers between the void and the real is thus cracked, shattered in the collapse of disorder, revealing the core buried inside the body.

As Bai Shuo's palm closed, cracks appeared on the huge core, which soon shattered in the pressure of the space and turned into nothing.

At the same time, there were also the painful and terrible screams of countless people, and the fantasy beast composed of the negative consciousness of countless people could be regarded as a part of them in itself.

Now that the malice condensed into one is crushed, then the body will definitely not be better, and there is a chance that the facial features will ooze blood and fall to the ground.

Whether he was dead or unconscious, Bai Shuo didn't have the heart to care, his main job now was not to pull Shen Feng out of the crowd, but to concentrate on collecting the evil spirit seeds that had been negatively eroded by a large number of malicious emotions.

Souls consumed by the frenzy of their hearts will turn into evil spirits, known as the eggs of ghosts in the world of Soul Eater.

If it is allowed to exist and grow, it will give rise to evil spirits such as evil spirits or earthbound spirits; But if it is collected, it will be a once-in-a-lifetime good thing for Chen Jingmo, who has a 'weapon bloodline'.

(To be continued)