Endless, over 120 decibels of noise ravaged the entire venue.
All bungalows and tall buildings were turned into ruins by the impact after impact.
Lin Yuedong, who was wearing a tortoise shell of a molecular-level high-density Xuanhua layer, was beaten all the time.
Every time he was hammered, his body would pull out a tunnel tens of meters long to the surface under the action of huge inertia.
All the buildings along the way were erased like passing pictures with an eraser.
These two silver monsters didn't seem to know any magic bombing, they only attacked with pure violence, punch after punch.
But sometimes, such pure violence is more desperate than dazzling spells.
Because there is no clever way to parry.
If you don't have enough hard power, you will only end up being beaten to death.
"Are we... going to die here?" Lin Yue moved the cat pendant above his head and asked slightly panicked.
She couldn't see what was going on outside Xuanhua. She felt like she was in a small boat being rocked crazily by strong winds and huge waves. She was waiting for the outcome to be calm or the boat was destroyed, and she did everything else.
Less than.
In just a few dozen seconds, the remaining light on the battlefield that was almost completely reduced to ruins was covered by the smoke and dust raised by the fist wind.
From time to time, you can see pools of blood on the ground, as well as quite fresh meat paste. These are the last marks left in the world by people who have no time to escape.
Even though Lin Yuedong had worked very hard to limit the scope of the battle, for a fifth-level transcendent who could move at the speed of sound at will, it was not a problem to destroy a radius of more than ten miles after a battle.
But fortunately, the place where he lives is a famous villa area in the world, and the population density is pitifully low.
There are only a few dozen servants in each of the large and small manor houses that cover an area of acres. Some of them are even just empty villas, which are usually empty.
They fought for more than a minute, and Lin Yuedong glanced at them. Almost two hundred people died as a result.
If this battle had broken out in the city center, the number of lives lost would have been a hundred times higher.
"Don't... worry, I can withstand it for the time being. Fortunately, I lured them away and didn't go to the city."
Although he was a fish belly in the fifth level and had no ability to fight back, Lin Yuedong, who was wearing a turtle shell, was not easily killed.
The direction of the evolution of extraordinary life cultivation is that it becomes increasingly difficult to die.
At least that's the path the empire takes.
I don’t know if it was due to Bai Mo’s influence, but the empire has been obsessed with cultivating the tree in the direction of Gou Ming.
After entering the fifth level and sublimating life for the second time, the ability to survive has been greatly enhanced.
The Xuanhua layer of protection worn by a fifth-level psionic monk is enough to easily withstand the firepower of a regular combat regiment in the empire, with tens of thousands of people pouring out of it.
Nuclear weapons with insufficient yield are also difficult to defeat.
However, when faced with the empire's ultimate weapon - the Sun Flame Star Melting Cannon, which is capable of melting through the planet, it still just passed by and disappeared.
Of course, using this thing to deal with a mere fifth level is like using a cannon to fight mosquitoes.
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"You are still saying these things at this time, and you mean what you said, but you are still learning to be a hero, and now you can't even protect yourself!!!" Maomao said with a hint of tears.
She finally understood now that Lin Yuedong's sonic boom just now was not an accident at all, nor was it an attempt to attract attention. It was actually to distract the monsters and prevent them from rushing into the crowded urban areas.
It is not difficult for a fifth-level strong man who insists on wreaking havoc in the city to take away six figures of life before being suppressed by a stronger man.
Usually, the higher-level monks almost all live and practice in their own private ships. From the time they receive the news to the time they take action to suppress it, it takes at least three to five minutes.
In a few minutes, if there is no existence of the same level to stop this sonic peerless mower, it will definitely be a huge disaster.
"It's a pity that a monster was not lured away." Lin Yuedong said in a hoarse voice.
The violent fists outside were rapidly consuming the spiritual energy reserves in his body. He estimated that he could only hold on for about ten minutes at most.
But this is completely enough.
There are so many strong men in the empire, and if something so big happens on the leader ship, it will only reach the ears of the real big shots in two or three minutes at most.
When they take action, the game for these fifth-level monsters will be over.
"After this time, I'm afraid I have to practice hard." Lin Yuedong laughed at himself, "It's really unpleasant to be beaten without being able to fight back at all."
"Is it worth it for these guys?" Lin Zilan asked Lin Yuedong with a self-deprecating smile on his face.
After she came to the empire, she felt from beginning to end that the two of them, or rather the people who came from the White Land, were not truly accepted by this country and could not integrate into their circle.
This is really much worse than when I was in the White Land.
But there was no way. With Lin Yuedong's ability and his extremely poor training qualifications, it would take him a lifetime to earn the resources to break through to the fourth level within the rules of the White Earth game.
Sometimes he would also think that if he had not joined the Empire, he might have turned into a pile of loess like many of his former acquaintances.
After arriving in the empire, the two of them always felt that they were just strangers, but Lin Yuedong didn't mind that much. He was essentially a nerd with a bit of social fear, and it was better not to have to deal with outsiders.
"Those who don't like us are just the narrow-minded old men back then. The young people who don't even know what White Earth is like, what's wrong with them?"
"..."
Lin Yuedong was like an old man's words, which made Lin Zilan speechless for a moment.
How could the Imperial people who were born later know the grudges and grudges of the earth era?
Only then did she remember that she and Lin Yuedong were both over five hundred years old.
If she hadn't signed the spiritual contract of life and death developed by the Holy Light Sect with the other party, she, a fourth-level kitten demon, would be about to reach the end of her life.
The natural life span of two people who sign a spiritual contract will be limited to the one with higher cultivation level, but it has the effect of living and dying together.
No matter which one of the two dies, the other will die immediately.
For high-level monks, this is an extremely fatal weakness.
But in this world, there are always weird emotions that cross age, gender, and race.
The huge lifespan gap between monks and monks, and between monks and mortals, has created numerous lifespan tragedies. The long-lived species can only helplessly watch the short-lived species die of old age.
In order to put an end to this uncomfortable thing, Guangsheng Cult developed the "Live and Die Together" spiritual contract, which makes up for the regret that lovers cannot truly live and die together.
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