Two hundred and twenty second chapter seven eye war thirteen
The tank pulled forward, followed by vulture warriors who were armed to the teeth. Although the captain was also from the special forces, the equipment was inferior to the equipment. He felt like a scumbag from a third-rate army. He was also 95, and others had already magically removed the excessive height.
The handle makes the aiming baseline parallel to the gun body. Tactical flashlights, lightless infrared, howitzers, shotguns, 8x optical sights are hung on the mechanical rails... That firearm looks like a monster.
Even the equipped tactical pistol is a microflush that can be operated with one hand, in full "Call of Duty" style.
The physical fitness of these guys is also extremely good. They are carrying heavy equipment on their backs and are covered in anti-armor body armor, but they can run and keep up with the speed of the tanks, which is enough to make the special forces kneel down.
The tank rammed away the SUV that was burning into a ball of fire. A group of soldiers in the back surrounded 8 Taoist soldiers who had not recovered from the explosion. They did not leave anyone alive at all. They pulled the trigger and pointed at the enemy on the ground.
A wild shot.
The bullets they used were like laser bombs in science fiction movies, emitting a white halo that directly beat the enemies on the ground who could not be killed just now to pieces.
The soldier squatted down and tore off a mutilated yellow Taoist talisman from the corpse that could no longer be seen.
"Sir, it's a Taoist enhanced body." The soldier handed the talisman to Qingcheng's hand.
"Combatants, please note that our enemies are humans, not ghosts. We use Taoist strengthening methods to obtain higher defense power and quickly switch to voodoo poison ammunition. I don't want to live. Anyone who dares to touch my underworld will be killed."
Forgive me!" Qingcheng finally found a place to vent her anger.
The frontline support section personnel from Teams 1 to 9 quickly advanced towards the Underworld Bureau along the 9 main roads. All investigators in the imperial capital also automatically received combat orders, and as many as 500 investigators of all ranks quickly joined the battle.
Come. Due to special circumstances, the Underworld Bureau's ban on investigators from using occult skills in front of others has been temporarily lifted. There is nothing more important now than destroying this group of Taoist warriors.
But this time, a large number of martyred ghost children rushed into the headquarters of the Underworld Bureau like lying spiders. Zhang Tianshi, Clark and Zanchen walked in surrounded by this kind of crowd.
When the last ghost boy entered, the Humvee and four hydraulic columns supporting the titanium alloy door exploded into slag with a bang, and the door came down with a bang, turning the entire Underworld Bureau into their main battlefield.
"I haven't been here for a long time. It feels like it has completely changed." Zanchen looked around in the flashing red light hall. The memories of the past overlapped with the current scene. It can only be said that things have changed and people have changed.
"Want to come with me?" Zhang Tianshi looked at Zan Chen.
"No, you go get your things, and I'll chat with my old friends. Don't blame me for not helping you, but I can guarantee that before dawn, I will definitely give you an answer to your invitation." Zanchen said without being humble or arrogant.
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"It doesn't matter, our Dao Ancestor only values talents. Whether you join or not, the land you are standing on will soon belong to this Dao Ancestor. By then, many choices will not be up to you." Zhang Tianshi's self-confidence comes from himself.
of strength.
After saying that, the ghost boys had crawled to the elevator entrance. They opened the elevator door that had been restricted for use with their bare hands, and followed the dark elevator shaft in two directions to spread around the Underworld Bureau.
At the same time, Thirteen, who was in the desert of souls, after waiting for more than ten hours, finally appeared in front of the stretching railway track, a small black dot.
The shouts of "Kill, kill!" spread through the air and became clearer. The sleepers under my feet were shaking like timid souls. The train carrying the King of Hell was the master of this time. If you dare to stand
In front of it, I am not tired of living, but tired of dying...
"Let's get started." Thirteen grasped the multi-level spirit release machine tightly with his bone-attached palms, and with a click, he directly pulled out the dark blade of Guiqi from the sword niche ghost behind his waist.
The murderous locomotive had never seen anyone dare to challenge its authority. Its four arms drooped and stretched forward. The speed was faster, tearing up the solid ground on both sides of the railway and throwing it into the air. The entire black train was
His whole body trembled and was enveloped in a cloud of dust.
Lin Xi, who was looking out the window in a daze in the train, stood up in fright, and Emperor Song came to her side just now.
"What's wrong?" Lin Xi asked nervously.
"It's okay, this road is just a little uneven." Emperor Song asked Lin Xi to sit down.
"You bitch, let me see how hard you are." The train was 1 kilometer away, and Shisan suddenly rushed forward on the sleepers. The effect of the third level of the Reverse Muscle Jutsu was finally achieved after he adapted to the atmospheric pressure.
It showed up. Thirteen rushed out like a white lightning.
"Brother, you are so horny, but the young man is really hard!" said the bitch who is indeed a bitch.
The sleeper supporting Thirteen's body was broken by stepping on it. It was like being hit by a cannonball. With every step, sawdust flew into the air 2 meters high. The force directly projected Thirteen's body forward 3 meters away.
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Thirteen seemed to have accelerated himself into another train and crashed directly into the Massacre.
In this kind of confrontation between lightning and flint, all strategies are in vain. Life and death can only be controlled by the body's intuition. When Thirteen jumped to the ground for the last time, the sleeper completely disintegrated into pieces as thin as toothpicks.
, the sweeping ax passed by the leg bone in front of Thirteen's right leg, causing a harsh roar and fire, but it failed to break the bone. At this moment, Thirteen's mouth showed pride.
With a smile on her face, it seems that she got a great treasure this time.
Thirteen, who was spinning in mid-air, already knew what he was doing, and he caught the reverse slash with his hand at his side. Although his bones were hard, the impact threw Thirteen towards the giant sword swinging from the other side.
Thirteen, who was making a big spin in the air, jumped up on the edge of his sword. He was already above the head of the car, and what was left was the spirit train that Thirteen had been thinking about all day and night.
But the moment Thirteen landed, who would have thought that the last arm on the front of the car could only swing a heavy hammer backhand to pursue him.
Boom! There was a loud noise, and Thirteen raised his hand to stop the falling hammer. The double strengthening of the base bone and the third level of Nijin Jue made Thirteen's body sink into the head of the car like a nail. He was on the spot.
Open the gourd for this huge head.
"Fuck!!!" Daza Te Kill finally shouted a different note. The black liquid, which was unknown as blood or engine oil, came out along Thirteen's ankles and splashed everywhere. The speed of the locomotive
It also dropped rapidly. The original speed of more than 400 kilometers per hour was reduced to the level of a van on the highway.
Thirteen was too lazy to struggle with the front of the car, so he pulled out his feet from this guy's head and ran towards the passenger compartment at the rear.
Just as he stepped onto the first passenger car, 10 steel forks broke out from the roof of the car under his feet. Thirteen used his blade to hit one of the steel rulers, and the blade was lifted high into the air, avoiding the porcupine.
destiny.
The steel fork missed, and immediately ten green-faced and fanged Yinzai rolled out of the broken car window and arrived on the roof of the car. Looking at the word "soldier" printed on their chests, you knew that their names didn't even need to be explained.
He's a little kid.
"How dare you rob my underworld spirit train! How dare you, the devil!" shouted a sinister man who looked like a boss.
"Hehehe, this is the first time that the evil ghost that I have captured for so many years is called that. It feels like he can really do evil." Thirteen couldn't help but smiled bitterly, "Che Xiaosheng was robbed. If you are unhappy, come and beat Xiaosheng!" Behind him!
This sentence was said by Shi Gu Gu himself.
Thirteen was just about to curse, but a group of gangsters who were used to bullying ghosts had never seen this before. They turned the Smurf's complexion into a Shrek, shouting "Kill!" and rushed forward.
The car body became weird after being covered in yellow dust. Not only did it slow down, but it also trembled from time to time. No matter how nervous Lin Xi was, he could tell that something was wrong. He looked at Emperor Song eagerly and asked,
"In the end what happened?"
"What do you expect?" Emperor Song looked at the excited Lin Xi in front of him.
"Thirteen?" Lin Xi couldn't believe that she would call out this name, and she couldn't even imagine that Thirteen would come to this country of the dead for her. Would he?
"Seven eyes." Emperor Song ignored the eager Lin Xi and turned his head and called out to his guard chief.
"I understand." Qimou, who was kneeling on his knees, quickly exited the carriage.
"What do you want to do?" Lin Xi asked in fear.
"I'm just doing what I should do as the King of Hell, training the kid." Emperor Song said with a smile.
When the Seven-Eyed Ghost came to the roof of the train, a wailing Yinza happened to fly past him, fell heavily to the red earth beside the train, and disappeared in a flash.
Staring at the roof of the car with seven pupils, only three lucky ones out of the ten gangsters fainted on the roof of the car. The rest were probably like the garbage thrown out of the car window and disappeared.
Although these Yinzai are contractors who were promoted by human spirits and are not gods, they are still underworld soldiers who have received formal training. Their strength is somewhat higher than that of ordinary practitioners. How can it be that these guys can't even see a human being?
Even the spirit could not be dealt with, and it only lasted for 5 minutes before it all died, which felt like an embarrassment to the underworld.
"Are you the boss? Will the equipment explode if I kill you?" Thirteen shook off the black blood on the blade and asked 7 Eyes.
"How can a mere ant be so arrogant?" Qimu stood up straight, his 2-meter tall body was really scary, "My master is in a good mood to meet his old friend, but I can't let you, an ant, ruin my master's life.
interest."
"So it's not the boss? Why am I so excited?" Thirteen stepped forward and rushed forward.
The third level of the Nijin Jue was already used with ease. Thirteen supported the diagonal slash and raised it from the ground, cutting through the roof of the car and slashing directly towards the crotch of the seven-eyed ghost.
But before the knife touched Qimou's body, Qimou Gui's body split into two parts along the blade, allowing Gui Qi to swing out in the air without any advantage.
"Ant, you underestimate the underworld." The Seven-Eyed Ghost grabbed Thirteen's head with his other hand and swung it down like a ball. With a roar, Thirteen's whole body crashed through the roof of the car and fell into the carriage.