The timeline was pulled back from Han Tuo's memories and returned to the time when Han Tuo had completed the high school entrance examination.

The bombers descended from the sky and landed on land that had been reduced to ruins.

It was as if two fierce monsters were fighting in this place, the trees were uprooted, the ground was torn apart, the air was clouded, and the clouds were pierced. Only a strategic weapon such as a nuclear bomb can produce such an exaggerated effect.

Obviously, he was still a beautiful appearance before, but in an instant, he became so miserable and full of holes, which made the clansmen who jumped off the plane and stepped on the ground with various firearms quite an extremely unreal feeling.

The fact that the other party is indeed a huge monster is accepted by everyone. But in that battle that took place in full view, it was clear to everyone that most of the causes of this terrible situation on the ground were caused by the "human" of Cold Star.

It is said that it is a human being, but in fact, this man who walks leisurely and leisurely in this place is already a flood beast that is not inferior to any existence in the eyes of everyone.

Except for his clothes being a little messy and inevitably having a little abrasion on his body, Han Xing didn't have any serious injuries on his body, and he obviously knocked down the tree man dozens of meters tall in the most ferocious and savage way just now. At this time, he walked here as if he had nothing to do, which was an incredible fact in everyone's consciousness.

At the same time, I also have a new understanding of my body. With that kind of action, that kind of strength, with the help of a cold weapon, this kind of exaggeration can be achieved, which not only makes the warriors with brains fall into thinking. These people are going to themselves hard and get stronger, but now they have something to do now.

For this exemplary existence of this "teacher", I can only express my respect to the greatest extent now.

Therefore, even in the action of the character, all the team members who passed by Hanxing would involuntarily bow to him and show their respect. The people who came with Han Xiong were all the elites of the family, all of them were arrogant masters, and such a group of people expressed their admiration for Han Xing from the bottom of their hearts.

In fact, Han Xing's domineering aura wrapped around his body alone will impress most people, and of course Han Xing doesn't have much effort to deal with these things during special periods. calmly bearing the respectful gaze of everyone and slowly marching, like a lonely king who was sent off by the people.

Hanxing didn't just wander around aimlessly, making a loud sound on the ground with his heavy footsteps. Things that sound the same to the ears of ordinary people actually contain a lot of information. This is also borrowed from the animals in nature, powerful enemy seeking skills. The slightest sound turned into wisps of information in Han Xing's ears, and through the brain's integrated judgment, many facts have gradually surfaced.

For example, the woodpecker can only hear the location of the pest that has eaten deep in the trunk by tapping the trunk of the tree, and the cold star in the state of battle has always maintained the nerves of a ferocious predator.

At one point, he silently stopped his tracks. He waved his hand lightly at the scattered team members in front of him, and the gesture seemed to be about to set aside this area.

Everyone didn't understand what he was going to do, because the giant tree man had been shattered into pieces, and he had stepped on it with his boots just now. Aside from the touch of bark that is not all hard but a little soft, the characteristics of being a creature are no longer there. It's simply the absolute transparency of death.

The original treemen who turned into trees would only make a roaring sound like a beast, and their attack consciousness was unprecedentedly high. Except for capturing a few alive for future research, there was no information to be obtained, only to annihilate them all.

After all, they didn't come here specifically to destroy, and there were many things they didn't understand other than the incredible things they had seen, including the flame of a weapon that could turn objects into another dimension.

The secret door has just stepped in to go to a toe.

However, in the face of such a ruined surface, it is even more difficult to search for something of value from it.

The team members didn't know what the cold star meant, it was just a simple gesture, and they hurriedly avoided it as if they saw a missile flying towards them. In fact, there is nothing wrong with such a metaphor, the blow of the cold star is higher than the blow of the cannonball. It's not incomprehensible that the elite players would be so out of shape.

Once again, the scene that looked like a myth was presented in front of the team again, which made the team members feel an indescribable sense of emotion.

The sword was unsheathed and slashed, and the whole ground was as soft as tofu, and the entire surface of the ground was lifted along the extension of the sword. It is the size of half a football field and about five meters thick, and it is impossible for a human torso to shake an object that is so different in size from himself.

This solid and powerful force deeply infected the team members who looked at the back of the cold star. Twenty years ago, the leadership that led the human army to attack the demons inadvertently re-acted on them, and they didn't realize the increase in the morale of the team, but they only felt that no matter how strong the enemy was at this time, they would have a lot of strength together with them.

What you think in your heart can obviously act on yourself, and the human body is indeed a quite wonderful existence.

So for the first time in the ground, people saw a normal creature - several human beings. All the time facing a large number of Treant Legions and even larger Treants, it makes the elites who have always been fighting against people feel a little uncomfortable. At this time, I finally saw my "old opponent", although the sense of vigilance was re-aroused, but after all, they were all familiar with the road. In a daze, I don't know who actually let out a sigh of relief.

However, the facts that followed destroyed their illusions once again, whether they were human beings or acquaintances, that the creatures in this place were nothing normal, and that it would soon become clear to them that it would not be long before they knew.

It was a couple of men dressed in strange clothes. They were walking along the tunnels underground, looking like they were obviously going to take the opportunity to escape, and at this time, as the entire surface of the ground was lifted, they were extremely stunned and did not dare to move.

I don't know when the hard land will become such an unreliable existence. It's like a hamster sleeping in a small box that has its entire lid suddenly lifted, and the glare of the sun can't hide from it.

There is no way to dodge.

They wore a large dark red cloak that covered the silhouette of their bodies, and only the exposed parts of their faces showed that they were indeed people. Rao is the only part of the face that can be seen of the skin, and it is also painted with a lot of paint-like red, which looks hideous and terrifying.

If you look closely, it is a scratch that has been artificially cut with a knife and has a bloody scar. Looking at it this way, the composition of cultists is simply quite tenth. Only by relying on the subtle outline of the face can you judge the gender of the opponent.

Ironically, however, there are so many such evil religious groups in the world. There are more horrible and inhumane ritual preparations than this, but there is no real organization that comes close to what they believe in in a meaningful way. But this kind of cold star has not been heard of before, but it is close to the existence of only myths and legends in the true sense.

Most organizations and civil society believe in the existence of "gods".

If you didn't check that information with your own eyes, even Hanxing himself didn't believe that the world he had lived in for a long time would have such an anti-heaven existence, and he suddenly had a sense of crisis like walking on thin ice.

This is like a base camp, and the people who can stay and guard this place will definitely not be mediocre. It was only a brief moment of distraction before he quickly regained consciousness. Immediately, a look made his subordinates understand what they meant, and four or five people immediately scattered in different directions and fled in different directions, but the person who gave the order himself waved the weapon in his hand and rushed towards Han Xing.

Not to be stupid is definitely a very wise judgment, of course they know very well what is happening on the ground, such a large army is not something that a few of them can contend with, so they decisively chose to flee. The way to escape was also decisively chosen to sacrifice a few, and he bore the brunt of the obstacle to blocking the strongest force.

They chose the best solution on the basis of their own understanding, and out of uncertainty about their own strength, they chose such a cruel method. is also out of the affirmation of his own strength, trying in vain to block the domineering cold star with just two people.

Facts are the best way to test a conjecture.

Their something ignited in an instant, fierce and blazing flames, and the overly terrifying visuals made the team hesitate in the face of the monster rushing towards them, and for a moment they didn't have time to pull the trigger.

Since you sent it yourself, it's no wonder that I don't know. Even as the unheard-of monster rushed straight towards him, Hanxing still maintained the slightest sense of calmness.

A flash of light swept through the air that disappeared in an instant, and the two that rushed straight towards him instantly became two. It looks like there's no life left.

At this time, the team members also suddenly came back to their senses, and the fire of nearly a hundred repeating guns covered all four monsters in it, intertwining into a glittering barrier.

But it didn't work at all.

Before the warhead could get close to the surface of the opponent's body, it was melted by the terrifying heat of the flames burning on its skin, and in an instant it turned into molten iron and then evaporated into the air. So much so that their surfaces are covered with an iron-colored barrier that wraps them around them like eggshells.

The heat was unbelievable, and it was able to melt the iron warhead in an instant to protect the people it possessed.

is also an elite, much stronger than the guy Han Tuo encountered.

One after another, the monster flames became more and more ferocious, gradually melting away all the skin and flesh on the surface of their bodies, forming terrifying skeletons one after another.

In that case, ordinary bullets would be even more useless, but they would have no chance to stop such a futile attack.

The recoil of the bullet hitting his surface was like pushing him with the palm of his hand, causing him to stumble backwards with each blow, so that he could not move forward at all. But if you stop, the other party will probably pounce on you without hesitation. Such a ferocious beast bursting into a crowd is as dangerous and helpless as a wolf bursting into a flock.

But no one panicked at all.

Everyone just mechanically pulls their triggers again and again, doing what they should do to the best of their ability.

There's nothing to panic about, because there's still that person there. As long as that person does not fall, he will definitely not reach the point of mission failure.

Cold Star followed behind the monsters like a ghost, slashing directly at their nerves and muscles with a sword, cutting off the possibility of their free movement in an instant. The method is accurate and sophisticated, like a doctor who has been working with a scalpel for decades, and knows every organ of the human body in his chest.

They didn't take their lives completely, because they would be the subject of interrogation later.

Even the bullets melted at high temperatures, and the Holy Sword was nothing to do when it was cut down, but it became glittering as if it had been re-washed.

The fire-breather, who is like a monster in the eyes of everyone, is not much worse than a little chicken boy in the hands of Han Xing, and the difference in strength can be seen.

In just a few seconds, the battle was over. Except for the two who died violently on the spot, the others all took on the form of ordinary people, lying on the ground with a burning look in their eyes and howling miserably.

"Thank you for your hard work!" all the team members bowed their heads and saluted, thanking Hanxing for his rescue along the way.

And he himself did wave his hand to indicate that he didn't need to care at all.

He walked over and kicked a guy rolling all over the floor, trying to ask something, but he didn't seem to know where to start.

On the contrary, it was the other party who spoke first, which made Han Xing's brows furrow deeply.

"Stupid human, do you think you've found the root?! My Lord has already gone to his destination, and he will reach the end!"

"When the time comes, you will all ......"

"That's right," Han Xing said with an indifferent attitude, "Since I admit that I am a non-human monster, I don't need to abide by any human rights laws, right?"

"After that, I will interrogate you carefully, and dig up your memories of how many lumps of Xiang you had. The smiling Han Xing said something quite terrifying.

It was so terrifying that the next moment the enemy lost the courage to speak again. (To be continued.) )