Zheng Xian, who was dressed in colonial armor, kept wandering among the hundreds of Withered War Armors, and at such a close distance, the missiles in the hands of those Withered War Armors were useless, and one short blade sword after another sprang out from the arms of these Withered Battle Armors, which were their melee weapons.

Zheng Xian was not afraid of these, and the flexible Zheng Xian kept flying among these withered armors, and even climbed directly onto the withered armor, so that one of the withered armors directly stabbed another with the short sword in his hand.

This kind of hand-to-hand combat is the best for Zheng Xian, in fact, these veterans of the soul of the withered battle armor may not be much inferior to Zheng Xian in hand-to-hand combat, but their battle armor has a very big disadvantage, that is, they can only make five hundred movements, and each action has a sense of mechanicality, in this clumsy situation, as long as the distance is narrowed, a guy like Zheng Xian who is as lethal as he does not use the power of life still has a way to deal with these wilted armors.

Obviously, these veterans in the Extinction armor were also quite aware of their weaknesses, so they immediately chose to exit the cemetery as soon as Zheng Xian rushed to the platform, thus distancing themselves from Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian finally climbed onto the mushroom-like head of a withered battle armor, Zheng Xian slapped the head of this withered battle armor fiercely, and with a bang, the head of the withered armor collapsed into a large piece.

Zheng Xian grabbed it hard, and directly ripped off a piece of mecha on the head of the withered battle armor, and then Zheng Xian saw the bulging ball of flesh all over his body.

Zheng Xian was overjoyed in his heart, and slapped the meat ball lightly, and the meat ball violently stirred, and then the actions of this withered battle armor immediately became chaotic.

Zheng jumped down after winning first, stepped on the shoulder of the Withered Armor, and rushed towards the other Armor of Destruction.

Then Zheng Xian concocted it according to the law, and poured one after another divine souls into the meat ball.

Zheng Xian was easy to do, but it was not an easy thing for any immortal cultivator to break through the head of the withered battle armor, just the dense withered stones on these withered armors were enough for the immortal cultivator to have a headache.

For example, Zheng Xian, who can rely on his own strength and the help of breeding armor without relying on cultivation, really doesn't understand, even if he is a monk of Gangcheng, he may not be able to do it.

When it was Xiu Wei's turn to have supernatural powers, Zha Hongyue definitely had an advantage over Zheng Xian, especially the stealthy supernatural powers were even more terrifying, but Zha Hongyue quickly let out a miserable scream when he entered the withered battle armor, and the wolf was blown out of the air and even dying.

This is not because Zha Hongyue's technique is unsuccessful, but that the withered battle armor is specifically aimed at immortal cultivators, and in Zha Hongyue's eyes, those withered battle armors are simply like a group of hedgehogs with long thorns all over their bodies, so that he has nowhere to speak.

Zheng Xian also took a few solid hits, his chest was cut, and his thigh was cut, but the injury was not too serious, because the armor also had the ability to protect, and more importantly, Zheng Xian's blood was now heavy metal water, and ordinary attacks really couldn't even break his skin, coupled with the extremely fast cultivation of the Fù, Zheng Xian was able to walk in the withered armor without any worries.

One by one, the withered armor lost control, and swayed on the ground as if it was struggling with the spirit, and in a few moments dozens of armors rolled around on the ground.

The rest of the withered armor looked at each other one by one, completely unaware of what Zheng Xian was doing.

But they intuitively knew that Zheng Xian was drawing salary from the bottom of the kettle.

The group of living wilted armors decided that they must not give Zheng Xian time, and immediately surrounded Zheng Xian, but at this time, Zheng Xian was slippery like a mouse cruising in a castle, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Then another Extinction Armor fell, losing its ability to control the Armor.

Zheng Xian wandered around, and these withered battle armors were also cut by Zheng Xian. Zheng Xian looked at them one by one, and the withered battle armor that was originally beaten into the soul by Zheng Xian had been kneeling on the ground in a daze, like a dead person, and suddenly it suddenly flicked violently.

Then the withered armor stood up from the ground, Zheng Xian communicated slightly, and his face showed joy, the spirit in this meat ball had obviously changed hands.

Zheng Xian's thought moved, and this withered battle armor followed him like a shadow.

Zheng Xian couldn't help but be overjoyed, and saw that all the withered battle armors appeared on Zheng Xian's side.

Zheng Xian has gathered hundreds of Withered War Armors step by step, and has already collected all the Withered War Armors into his own possession.

Zheng Xian looked at the 'diamond' shell, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and after sneaking into a divine soul and burrowing into these withered battle armors, and making sure that there was only one divine soul left in the swamp magic mirror that he had released, Zheng Xian put all the hundred withered armors into the purple gold gourd.

At this time, Zheng Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Now, no one can stop him.

Zheng Xian immediately stepped into the corridor.

Colonel Karl in the command room stared blankly at the screen, at this moment, it is difficult to describe in words what he thinks, a hundred veterans who terrified the enemy, and it is simply a product of science fiction movies. Each of them has a large hole in the head of the mushroom, revealing the ball of flesh inside.

So much so that these Extinction armors looked like they were missing a piece of their heads.

Carl was stunned for a moment before he quickly grabbed the phone and reported what happened here.

Then two words came out from the back of the phone,—— retreat.

What to do at this time to retreat?

"Burying all the things here, even if the nuclear warhead is detonated here, it must not be drained from our country.

Karl made a quick decision and called all the men to retreat. Of course, the only people he can gather are the members of the negative layer.

For a while, the whole negative layer was in chaos.

Karl was not entirely reconciled, and after gathering his troops, he was ready to attack Zheng Xian when he appeared, and also to buy time for the others to escape.

Karl: They have a large number of weapons, and as soon as Zheng Xian shows up, they will pour out all these shells and bullets.

Then Carl began to wait patiently for Zheng Xian's arrival.

However, he did not wait for Zheng Xian, because Zheng Xian had already ascended directly from a ventilation pipe in the second floor to the first floor, and then walked out of the second floor and returned to the world above the bottom floor, a route provided by the members of the special problem team that had been captured by Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian took a deep breath, and not far from him were the staff who kept coming out of the ground, Zheng Xian didn't have any idea of harassing them who were already panicking.

This time Zheng Xian's harvest was too great, and the word abundance could not describe Zheng Xian's gain.

Zheng Xian looked around, and then swaggered out of District 51, and even 'borrowed' a military vehicle on the way.

The chaos behind him is getting farther and farther away, the wheels are constantly stretching on the road, and the hustle and bustle is left behind by Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian stretched out his hand, and there was a red round mirror on it, Zheng Xian's mind moved, and three divine souls came out of the round mirror, these three divine souls were the blood of the true monarch, the red mirror and the little holy ghost corpse, these three divine souls were stirred up before, and even no longer existed, but as long as there is no problem with the swamp pond magic mirror, they can continue to be reborn from the swamp pond magic mirror, of course, the swamp pond magic mirror must have enough vitality to operate.

Zheng Xian was ready to drive the car to a secluded place where no one could hide and shade, but unfortunately it was a luxury here, and a faint yellow dust was raised on the straight lane in the entire arid plain.

At this moment, two bright spots in the sky flickered, and then Zheng Xian fell into a sea of fire and explosion, and the straight road exploded, and the huge explosion energy turned into a rolling sandstorm, swallowing all the surrounding qiē.

Smoke billowed from the ground, and dozens of fighter jets swept low across the sky.

Tanks were approaching in the distance.

The U.S. government has obviously prepared troops around it for a long time, and if the cemetery can't keep Zheng Xian, they will use the most powerful state machine to say that Zheng Xian will stay in this land forever.

Those planes stabbed Zheng Xian and felt that it was not enough, so they swept back and forth, bombs were dropped from the air, and the highway where Zheng Xian was located was repeatedly ravaged.

Finally, the fighters let out a long whistling sound and flew away, and the tanks in the distance slowly moved, and the dust on them was raised by the wind like a flag.

With the rumble of tanks, the ravaged charred land was crushed again.

The military vehicle had been blown up to the point that it could not even be found, and it had been subjected to the indiscriminate bombardment of more than forty bombs in just two minutes, and there was basically nothing left at all.

The American soldiers in the tank felt that the real tank was heating up, and the forty bombs directly fried the ground here, and they would naturally be hot when they drove on it, especially in the current scorching weather.

The instruments on the tank scanned in circles, and the GI grabbed Mike and reported, "Everything here is cooked and burnt, and no signs of life have been found at all." The GI put down the microphone and couldn't help complaining: "If there are still people under such an explosion, it is simply a miracle, it is impossible to happen, is it necessary to ask us to come here for a turn?

The soldier driving the tank next to him loosened his shoulders and said: "The other party of the army should keep his mouth shut and grab the soap, and there is no need to complain about anything else......"

As the soldier was talking, he suddenly felt his tank crooked, and the soldier hurriedly drove the tank away.

However, no matter how much the GI tried to put the throttle on, the tank just didn't move, and the tank was still rising, and the two GIs had no idea what was going on and why this was happening.

At this time, an exclamation came from the communicator: "John, run, run, that guy is under your tank, you, your tank was lifted by him......"