God level funny comparison system

"Damn it, it's really roasted! The Sunburning Sword system is mighty!" Zhang Long's consciousness curled up in the sea of ​​consciousness, watching Meng Que flying out like a fireball, he screamed loudly.

"Haha... lowly human being, go to hell!" the dead man in a spacesuit shouted.

"Damn, it's because the Zhijian system is powerful, so it's none of your business?" Zhang Long rolled his eyes and cursed.

His face darkened, and he couldn't laugh immediately, and stared at the darkness in front of him with resentment.

At this time, the fire and the fiery red metal-like energy on Zhang Long's body gradually disappeared, and Zhang Long's real body appeared, carrying the Tianmoqin on his back, Zhang Long got up and floated down the mountain.

"The Zhijian system is so damn awesome, was that the mental power of the Zhijian system just now?" Zhang Long asked in his heart while flying in the direction of Mengque.

The Zhijian system controlled his body just now, and the triangular edge he created when he stared at the giant sword that was rushing towards him was obviously the actual concentration of spiritual power. Zhang Long was also taken aback, this was the first time Seeing that the Sunburning Sword system has such awe-inspiring power.

"Of course it doesn't count!" In the sea of ​​consciousness, the dead man shouted angrily, "Strictly speaking, the most primitive power in the universe is contained in the Cosmic Rubik's Cube of the Zhijian system, and the rest of the energy can be obtained from this It can be transformed into a kind of primitive power, but the amount and power of the transformation will be different."

"Oh." Zhang Long nodded. In fact, he didn't understand at all. Anyway, it doesn't matter. The Zhijian system is in his body. As long as it is powerful, it doesn't matter what type of energy it is.

The valley was quiet again, Zhang Long flew down, and the crowd around the ground retreated automatically, making way for Zhang Long like hiding from the plague.

Those who had seen Zhang Long's armor were better, but Lin Shimin, Lin Wenxuan and the rest of the Tianmo sect disciples were shocked. In the past, they only thought that Zhang Long was talented, but now they feel that Zhang Long is not good at all. Not a person.

Especially Shen Qian's group of scumbags from Xinyitang, seeing Zhang Long's straight back walking in front of them, they all folded their hands together and recited Amitabha Buddha, or crossed themselves on their chests, and chanted Amen, and even performed various religious ceremonies according to Zhang Long, and finally lay down on the ground to worship.

Zhang Long also ignored these people, and walked over with his eyes fixed on Meng Que.

Mengque flew upside down for a distance of hundreds of meters before hitting the ground. The black robe all over his body was almost completely burned, even the inner robe was burned. Although it was extinguished after hitting the ground, the charred cloth stuck to his body , Formed into crumpled pieces, black smoke billowing, scorched smell filled the air, especially the disheveled hair was burnt like a mop, extremely embarrassing.

"Tell me, where did you hide my mother?" Standing still a few steps away from Mengque, Zhang Long shouted coldly.

"What?" In the distance, Zhang Tiande's eyes widened, even Zhang Lei and Yang Yang frowned, and their hearts trembled violently.

Zhang Long's mother?Seeing that Zhang Long asked so decisively, could it be that his mother still...

"Hula la!" Instinctively, Zhang Lei, Zhang Tiande, and Yang Yang all ran over and surrounded Zhang Long, all eyes focused on Meng Que, waiting for the other party's answer.

Meng Que, who was covered in burnt body and was emitting black smoke, was seriously injured. He took a few deep breaths before barely opening his eyes. Looking at Zhang Long in front of him, his eyes trembled violently with fear, and he raised his hand tremblingly. , panickedly said: "You, what are you, what are you... poof..."

Before he finished speaking, he spit out a mouthful of blood again, his face turned pale instantly, and the fear in his eyes became weaker.

The appearance of Zhang Long's transformation just now, and the huge sword condensed with the spiritual power of destroying the world, completely frightened Meng Que. The existence beyond cognition often destroys a person's spirit, and Meng Que is like this now , Looking at Zhang Long in front of him, he would involuntarily think of those bloody eyes that were burning with fire and possessed the power to devour people's minds.

Zhang Long is not in a hurry to kill Meng Que, he just wants to save him, so that he can find out the whereabouts of his mother. If he wants to kill him, he has let the Zhijian system directly blast the giant sword with concentrated spiritual power at him. On his body, instead of bombing at his feet.

At this time, the rest of the people were relieved, Ma Han and other students gathered around first, and the rest of Xinyitang, Lin Shimin, Lin Wenxuan, Wentian and Lu Yuanjiang on the mountain saw Ma Han and the group of students surrounding In the past, and Zhang Long did not suddenly become that heartless, loveless, armored man like an unconscious man, so he followed Ma Han and the others in fear.

Zhang Long reached out to ask Ma Han for a cigarette and lit it, then quietly looked at Meng Que opposite, trying to give him some time to breathe.

Meng Que had been staring at Zhang Long. In his opinion, Zhang Long was far more terrifying than the hundreds of people around him. He took a few deep breaths again, and began to slowly move backwards, then struggled to stand up again.

Seeing that the other party still had the strength to stand up, Zhang Long smiled with satisfaction, and asked again: "Say, where is my mother?"

"Hurry up!" Zhang Tiande yelled anxiously.

Meng Que didn't answer, but looked at Zhang Long with eyes full of fear, and retreated instinctively, at a faster and faster speed.

Zhang Long stepped up and followed, with a wicked smile on his face and said: "You can't escape, it's better to tell the truth, otherwise, I will roast you."

As he spoke, Zhang Long deliberately raised his hand and waved it.

"Don't, don't, I, I said!" Meng Que raised her hand to cover her head, and yelled in horror at the same time.

Zhang Long stopped in his tracks, looked at the other party with a smile, and waited for his answer.

"Gudong." Meng Que stared at Zhang Long with flickering eyes, swallowed, and made a trembling voice with his chapped lips, "You, your mother was... fucked by me!"

Before his voice could fully come out, he was interrupted by a creepy voice.

"Uh..." Meng Que's figure suddenly trembled, her eyes widened, and her neck was exaggeratedly thrown back.

"hiss……"

Everyone around took a deep breath, and saw a transparent long sword piercing out from the back of Mengque's throat. The long sword with unknown power condensed from Mengque's throat Stretch out more than a foot.

The power to kill without blood, the shape of a sword formed by the essence of spiritual power.

"Dark God Gate?" Staring at the long sword, Zhang Long couldn't help but let out a deep drink, then suddenly raised his head and looked towards the distant mountain peak.

Sure enough, a black shadow stood on the mountain peak, and the black robe fluttered silently. Under the moonlight, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, just like a swaying black hole.

"Damn it!" Zhang Long was furious, and in the next second, there was a loud bang, leaving a circle of air waves formed by a sonic boom behind him. The robe fluttered, leaving a long bloody afterimage under the moonlight.

On the top of the mountain, there was a look of doubt in the eyes covered by the black hat, and his brows were slightly frowned. Looking at Zhang Long who was running fast, the man in black thought of the scene where Meng Que was seriously injured by the armored man.

Immediately, he took a deep look at Zhang Long with his eyes hidden in the darkness, his figure wriggled strangely, and then disappeared.

"Crack..." Zhang Long's fast-charging figure also stopped, and his feet rubbed against the ground, stirring up large pieces of sand and stones.

His eyes looked at the empty mountain, his eyes trembled slightly, it was weird, it was too weird, Zhang Long's mental power was clearly locked on that person, but when the other party disappeared just now, his own mental power lost the trace of the other party at the same time , It felt as if what I locked on was just a dying old man, but at this moment the old man died, so all the energy fluctuations disappeared.

But the opponent is obviously not a dying person, but a powerful and extremely strange warrior.

"Fuck, is that guy a human or a ghost?"

"What a great guy."

"Why did he disappear all of a sudden, and he is so far away from here, he can..."

The crowd in the back was also startled, discussing in a hurry, at this moment, Meng Que's standing body slowly collapsed, and there was a touch of terror and unwillingness in his round eyes. There is no other look.

Blood flowed, staining the earth with a few clusters of small flames burning red, making the smell of blood in the air even stronger.

"Death is so cheap, what do you think?" Zhang Long was still frowning and looking at the empty mountain top, asking in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hmm..." In the sea of ​​consciousness, Si Zhijian was facing the darkness behind him, raised his hand and grabbed his smooth long hair, his brows were slightly condensed, and he said with a puzzled face: "The Zhijian system said that that guy belongs to the supernormally developed brain." Existence, so it is the breath of life that you can hide yourself more freely, and your spiritual power will not be able to lock him. The Zhijian system also said that with my IQ and your IQ, we will not be able to understand it if it is explained further.”

"Damn!" Zhang Long raised his middle finger in the sea of ​​consciousness, rolled his eyes and said, "You're calling me an idiot."

Die Zhijian also curled his mouth, rolled his eyes at the darkness with disdain, and stopped talking.

"Extraordinary development of the brain?" Zhang Long turned around and walked towards the crowd, muttering to himself as he walked, "Isn't this kind of thing the research direction of the Federation of Science and Technology? When did warriors like to do scientific research?"

"Xiaolong, you, what did you mean by what you said just now?" At this moment, Zhang Tiande hurried over, like a panic-stricken follower, followed by Zhang Long's side, farting. Jogging wildly, he asked excitedly.

"Oh, my grandfather said before that my mother is still alive, but she was hidden by that dead sparrow." Zhang Long calmly exhaled a puff of smoke, squinting his eyes and said leisurely.

"Grandpa? Your grandfather is still alive too? Where is it?" Zhang Tiande was flustered suddenly, his eyes scanned all around cunningly, as if he was afraid of the word "grandpa".

"Father, don't you think so? Are you still afraid of your father-in-law?" Zhang Long looked back at his father, smoking a cigarette as if no one else was around, and shaking his arms around his right leg.

Zhang Tiande was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on Zhang Long's foolish posture, Fangzheng's face darkened immediately, and he stared and shouted angrily: "Put out the cigarette for me! If you smoke in front of me again, I will let you chew and eat!"