Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 347 343. The Bishop of Ash Burial (Part 2)

  The ruins of the Watch Lighthouse on the coast are marked as Area C on Rogge’s tactical map and are the final node of this monster war.

   is also the hardest bone to gnaw.

  Rao is everyone in the Witch Hunting Presbyterian Church. They have thought about the worst result of this battle. They even sent Gordon Martini, one of the only three saints, to supervise the battle.

  But even in this worst plan, no one can guess that there is still a king-level monster hidden in Zone C.

  This is not in line with common sense. If there were any kings and monsters here, the Vaslow Witch Hunting Club could not last for six months. It deliberately did not destroy the expulsion circle under the lighthouse for six months.

   And use this as a bait to lure the witch hunter will continue to send out elites to try to repair the magic circle.

  It is clearly clear that the Thirteen Watch Lighthouse on the coast of the New Colony means to the disabled.

  It determines whether the witch hunt will give up this magic circle.

  Like a cunning hunter, patiently waiting for the best prey to come to the door. It bet it right, at the moment when the Gordon Saints set foot on the battlefield.

  It knows that the **** of darkness it believes in will reap a precious soul.

  But fighters are fighters.

  In despair, will not give up the final battle.

  "Om"

  The rope in Gordon’s hand instantly turned into a chain of red light in the release of the word.

  Starts with the Saint Gordon, and ends with the Bishop of Ash Burial.

  Ignoring the space barriers, connecting the two people together, the Bishop Ash Burial, who is constantly flashing in the flash of space, was also caught by the prey sacred artifacts and the war yoke from the beating of space.

  At this time, it was only a flash of distance away from the Jiang Xia gang who were leaving this world, and the Space Blade in his hand was ready to go.

  But it doesn't have that chance anymore.

   "No! He wants you to come forward and meet! He wants you to open the door to all worlds for Him!"

  The bishop of Ashburial, who was wrapped in a mummy-like body, yelled furiously in front of him. Although he did not name him, Lao Jiang realized that this guy was speaking to him.

  Red Moon stared at him.

  He is also one of the prey of this king-level monster.

  "Boom"

   Gordon roared and used the war yoke to drag the Bishop Ash Burial back to the Crimson Battlefield.

  The latter struggled and waved his hand, and the crimson tide behind him turned into a big hand, whistling towards the group of people who were leaving.

  The space changes again.

  The guy compressed the space power he could control to the extreme, cutting through the earth and everything under everyone's feet.

  When Liu Hui fell into the air, she rushed into the world gate a bit slower, and seeing that she could no longer hide from the tide's hand grabbed at the beginning, her simple face turned around and glanced at Jiang Xia.

  He smiled at Jiang Xia, like the mellow smile when the two met for the first time.

A flash of light flashed in Niu Hanhan's eyes. Even he understood that the current situation was critical, so he stuffed the last bun in his pocket into his mouth, and while chewing, he backhanded Liu Hui hard.

  The power of the big body refiner pushes the silly monster into the world gate like a cannonball.

  He opened his arms and stopped in front of the world, turning into a barrier.

  The moment the big crimson hand hit Hanhan's body, pressing him back and forth, as simple as a bull, supporting the crimson force with his arms to prevent it from dissipating backwards.

  In the harsh whistling sound, the flying nuclear bomb fell from the sky like a doomsday sentence, blasting on the crimson light curtain overhead.

  The next moment.

  The dazzling ball of light burst into the sky like the sun.

  Under the mushroom cloud boiling, the day of destruction has arrived.

  The high temperature of 100 million degrees, in the brilliant color gradient, spreading his own battle cry in this desperate world, it is like provoking the dark **** who dominates the disaster.

  At this shining shining light, everything turned into ashes for a moment.

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   "Pop through"

In the world of   MAGA, in the secret base of the dream company two hundred meters underground, the silly monster flying out of the wave-like air whirled one head against the wall of the underground bunker that had just been repaired.

  The bricks were shattered and the dust was flying.

   made Liu Hui whimper like a puppy. She got up in the four-claw churn, opened her mouth wide, and made a retching action. Several master witch hunters who had been swallowed by her were also vomited out.

  They are all embarrassed, and their clothes are almost corroded by the stomach acid of the silly monster.

   But somehow still survived.

  Lao Jiang stood up holding the pale-faced Ruyue. His face was gloomy and indifferent for a moment, and he took Ruyue and strode towards the star formation placed on the other side of the underground base.

  Miss Secretary looked at the boss’s cold expression, she knew that Lao Jiang would feel absolutely uncomfortable.

  She whispered:

   "Han Han is a great body refiner, a realm higher than Shan Qiu Ming, Lao Shan himself also said that he has a secret method that can survive the explosion of a missile, maybe even so Han can"

   "I want to see him alive with my own eyes!"

  Lao Jiang gritted his teeth and threw out a word:

   "If you die, I will plow the **** world with a nuclear bomb! Even if I spend all my money, I will kill the **** Red Moon!"

  "Woo, boss, woooo, naive saved us, woo, I won’t bully him anymore."

  The gray-headed Liu Hui also rushed over from behind, talking in tears.

  As a result, Ruyue glared fiercely, and then stopped crying.

  The three quickly rushed to the star formation, activated the dormant star formation again, followed the white light cocoon, and returned to the base camp of the New Yorkshire battlefield.

  Here is a wailing.

  Many witch hunters are covering their eyes and rolling around on the ground.

  These unlucky guys are those with keen perception. When a nuclear explosion happened, they boldly looked directly at the light of destruction, and as a result, the light radiation made their eyes sting and became temporarily blind.

  More witch hunters stayed in the same place, looking at the soaring mushroom cloud that was rising and dissipating in front of them. It was the power of destruction they had never seen in the most arrogant fantasy.

   "That! I want that!"

  As soon as Lao Jiang walked out of the Star Gate, he was grabbed by Shan Qiuming, who was running over with his injuries. The Krypton Warrior who had broken his arm would be full of enthusiasm.

  He said to boss Jiang:

   "With that kind of weapon, I can easily kill Fang Qingyun's bastard! How much do you want before you sell it to me! Let me tell you the count, I will never bargain!"

   "Now is not the time."

  Lao Jiang shook off Lao Shan's hand and shouted to Pomegranate, and asked the little monster to take him to the nuclear explosion center, but was stopped by Roger.

   "Although there was a burst of energy from the red moon, which blocked some of the power of the nuclear explosion, there is still deadly radiation there. With your current physical fitness, you will die in the past."

  The black fox grabbed Lao Jiang, who was a little angry, and made an effort at the little pomegranate who was still immersed in the power of the nuclear explosion.

He says:

  "The pomegranate has no flesh and blood and will not be affected by radiation. Let it go."

   "You go and bring back the hanky."

  Jiang Xia took a deep breath and tried to calm down the boiling emotions in his heart. He told the pomegranate flying in front of him:

   "Be sure to bring it back! If he is unlucky, he must bring it back!"

   "Well, I get it."

  Pomegranate saw the expression on Lao Jiang’s face that it had almost never had before, and it knew that there must be something inside. Although Lao Jiang was disgusting and disgusting most of the time, he was really good to him.

  The little monster didn't talk too much, turned around and rushed into the ground vein. After ten breaths, in the difficult waiting, the pomegranate finally appeared again.

  It struggled to pull something out of the ground.

   melancholy.

   is melancholy!

  He is extremely miserable.

  The whole body was burned out by the high temperature like charcoal, and there were horrible cracks. The moment he was brought out, the chips of the people around him immediately sounded sharp, dribbling warnings.

   Han Han was bombarded by a nuclear bomb in front of him. There was terrifying radiation remaining on his body, which caused Geiger to count and explode.

   "Back!"

   Jiang Xia waved his hand, and the three mechanical guards immediately jumped out of Na Jie, waved the cutting sword, and drove the people around.

  Ruyue activated the white-headed beauty magic weapon, squatted down in the cloud and covered her body, injecting a trace of aura into the simple body, a few seconds later, she raised her head and nodded to Lao Jiang with joy.

   Han Han is still alive.

  Lao Jiang took a sigh of relief for a while, and finally let go of the anxiety in his heart. He didn't like to owe favors, and he didn't like his subordinates to use their lives in exchange for his own lives.

  If you die here, it will be difficult for Lao Jiang to get rid of the shadow in his whole life.

   "Jiang Xia, there are two more people over there."

  Pomegranate will raise her head and scream to Boss Jiang:

  "They are all dying, that is the saint and the monster, but I dare not bring them back. The weird chain is still entangled on them."

   "Are they alive too?"

Boss Jiang frowned suddenly.

  He thinks a nuclear bomb is enough to solve the problem.

   But now it seems that he needs to re-evaluate the destructive power of nuclear bombs. If it can't kill even king-level monsters, then if it wants to use it against the cultivators of the gods, that is the Arabian Nights.

   "Arrange an encircling circle."

  Lao Jiang lit a cigarette and watched Rogge use a bio-cabin insulated from radiation to transport Hanhan to the rear for treatment. He instructed the surrounding witch hunters:

   "Call all the masters you can move! Unrelated people, etc., exit! At least one mile!"

  There is no master at the back of this meeting position. The witch hunters hesitate to face Lao Jiang’s orders, but the Countess immediately stepped forward and took over the command in the name of the Haierford Family.

   Soon, a large vacant lot was vacated.

  Master Maria and Master Murphy who had been treated by wasteland technology, as well as several masters who were brought to the world of MAGA, also quickly rushed over, the sword was unsheathed, and various spirit removal formations were laid.

  Liu Hui and the one-armed Shan Qiuming stood on the other side. The female Titan was holding the Lingling Gatling, and the Yan Fist and the Radiant Light that had been ordered to come. The old Jiang Da Ma Jindao sat on a stone.

  Holding the war-weary and deadlocked umbrella, the arc surged on his body, and the five-element Rubik's Cube on his shoulders kept spinning. Behind him, three mechanical guards stood with swords.

  An encircling circle formed. He nodded to the pomegranate, and the little monster jumped into the ground veins. After ten breaths, it dragged the two guys and jumped out from the ground.

  Gordon Saint and Bishop of Ashburial.

  Both bodies were blown to pieces and melted.

  The dark red war yoke is still on them. They shouldn't have survived, but there are sticky crimson powers circulating in their broken bodies.

   is like glue.

  Forcibly solidify their vitality in a state of dying.

   "The power of the red moon is so evil?"

   Jiang Xia breathed out the smoke ring and looked at the energy detection reading in front of the horizon. The power broke through the value of the real world, but it must be much weaker than when the two were in their heyday.

   "The Holy One!"

  Master Maria, as a female, immediately cried out when she saw the almost melted body of the Saint Gordon. After the two were taken out of the range of the watch tower, the crimson light on their bodies was also weakening.

  Their bodies are changing.

   is like a quicksand collapse, with a dark red light beating.

  They are dying.

  To step into the end of the life of the witch hunter, turning into a mass of ashes carrying power.

   "Kill it!"

  Lao Jiang stared indifferently at the skeletal bishop of Ashburial, and gave instructions to the mechanical guard. Unit 1 immediately stepped forward, grabbed the spirit cutting sword, and was about to pierce it downward.

  But the sword it pierced was clasped by a hand that melted flesh and blood, and the moment the sharp blade touched the flesh and blood, the melted arm turned into ashes and scattered.

  "Ahem"

  The Gordon Saint, who could no longer see his appearance and body, coughed hard. This final blockade exhausted all his strength and made his body collapse faster.

  Amidst the dark red ashes flying around, he said in a muddy, almost incomprehensible voice:

   "Hereya, come here."

   "Manu, he brought back the news from your father, from the capital of fog, news, this is a great sacrifice. You must hear it"

  (End of this chapter)