Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 441 437.AV8D! Swing together~

While the rescue heroes of the Veterans Association rushed into the paradise island, there was also a submarine that had been cruising on the periphery of this sea area, which looked like a model from World War II.

  But the overall maintenance is very good.

  Moreover, there is a weird magical light floating around the submarine, like a cover, covering all the sounds and rhythms of the underwater submarine as it moves forward.

  This is a magic submarine!

  The most wonderful thing is that the surface is covered with very "artistic" graffiti, like a graffiti wall in the city, the kind of expressive color can spraying makes this submarine all the bells and whistles.

  This is the "chariot" of the Frarun Rap Art Troupe.

  This organization split from the Star Secret Society, has always been so individual.

  In the submarine, the great magician and famous east coast rapper Sabo Fitch is using his magic power to carefully observe the sea in front of him.

  His clothes are the same as before, and he has not deliberately changed because of the battle.

  Hip-hop dressed, wearing a baseball cap, wearing a big gold chain and big watch, and ten fingers are full of exaggerated diamond rings. Those trousers are loose enough to fit two people in.

  The cabin reverberates with his most proud of songs, composed and sung by himself, full of very grounded, violent and gangster rap style.

  Entertainment belongs to entertainment, and you must use your heart when doing big things.

  At the moment when he sensed that the magic enchantment on Utopia Island was eliminated, and the entire island was exposed to the world, the magic old black who was lying on a chair smoking a cigar suddenly got up.

  He still wears headphones in his ears, and his fat body is constantly beating with the rhythm of the music. He raised his hand and shouted to a group of hip-hop singers and magicians who were also dressed up behind him:

  "Yo~Superheroes are awesome~Neither can we~yo~lost to them~yo~I don’t like Windsor, I never liked that bitch~ yo, but we have a mission after all~

  Brothers~ yo~ come with me! "

   "buzzing"

  One minute later, these "weird" inheritors of the Astral Secret Society, chanting all kinds of messy tone of slogans, hand-held automatic firearms.

  The group of demons danced in a flurry, following Sabo rushed into the open portal, composed of four swaying notes.

  In the next instant, their figure appeared in the central city of Utopia Island.

"what!"

  The black rapper looked crazy, but he was not actually a reckless person. He discovered something was wrong the moment he entered the city.

   "Oh~ what's the matter with the smoke?"

  He looked back at a hip-hop white man behind him, and said puzzledly:

   "Hey Man, before~ yo, they said~ Is there any smoke gathering on this island?"

   "No, boss."

  The white rap wizard who was in charge of contacting Cannon and Tyrannosaurus was holding a handful of retro Thompson in his hand. He scratched his head as well. He pursed his lips with a lip ring and said:

   "Perhaps, the tide is rising at night?"

   "Something's wrong!"

  Sabo’s eyes stared at the swaying smoke in front of him, he took a cautious step back, held a cylinder on his back, and said:

   "Something's wrong~ yo, Man~ ready to evacuate~!"

   "Wow!"

  In all respects, the moment the weird Fularun rap group was preparing to apply oil on the soles of their feet, a gust of wind blows in front of them, and the smoke leading to the top of the island suddenly pulls away.

  The bright but not dazzling light lit up before the eyes of these weird guys.

   is like a kind of candlelight igniting. Under the horrified gaze of everyone including Sabo, a magnificent temple with bright lights, like a lighthouse at night, appeared abruptly on the top of the mountain at the end of the line of sight.

  That is obviously some kind of faith creation.

  It looks very similar to the Parthenon in Greek mythology, but the details are quite different.

  And the temple is not the focus of the problem.

  The point is that there is a legion marching on the road leading to the temple in front of them!

  Those guys who are like ordinary people wear ancient heavy armor, crusader-like battle robes, and carry spears and bucklers one by one. They are all tall and burly, as sharp as a sword and an axe.

  The most peculiar thing is that while holding cold weapons, they also have energy weapons that are as advanced as laser guns!

  The soldiers at the forefront were armed with large shields and long spears, and placed a defensive and counterattack formation like the Roman army. There were so many of these guys that, at a glance, there were at least a few hundred men.

   Even more exaggerated is that around this retro and advanced army, more than a dozen giant sculptures, as if they were given life, are taking heavy steps, holding stone or metal weapons, and are also active.

  And above them, three weird spheres are floating there.

  The outer layers of the metal **** are painted with frescoes like myths and legends. In the opened outer cabin, the steering wheel in the driver’s seat is still an ancient warrior in battle armor.

  Around the co-pilot and the shell, large-caliber firearms that numb the scalp are densely erected.

  The six-barreled Vulcan cannon is among them, all of which are low firepower weapons.

   "Intruder!"

  A deep and solemn voice came from the most central war orb.

  The old prophet wearing a white robe and holding a scepter, holding his record slate in his hand, stood expressionlessly in the special platform recess behind the magic ball.

  He said in a low tone:

  "The gods do not like your noisy and rudeness! Kneel down and repent of your crimes, when you still have a chance to repent."

  This very clever speech made the magic old black Sabo’s eyes twitch.

This.

  Where did these Martian soldiers come from!

  The madman Tyrannosaurus, has he been neighbors with such guys for the past four years?

Do not!

  No, these guys should be related to those millennial invaders!

  "The glory belongs to the eldest son of God!!!"

   Seeing that the intruder on the opposite side had no intention of repentance, the old prophet waved the scepter downward.

The Spartans immediately launched a fanatical impact. With the support of the powerful firepower above their heads, the Spartans in the front row drew their short swords from their waists and held shields. Come.

  For the quantitative superiority and weird power shown by this group of weird guys, once they rushed over, the Frarun rap group, which was seriously inadequately prepared for battle, was over today.

   "Retreat! Yo~ I will stop them!"

  Magic old black is still talking about loyalty. He turned around and asked his brothers to withdraw first, and he drew out the slender black tube he carried from behind. This was a secret weapon.

  Liu Chu, the law enforcement elder who ignored the battlefield like a **** at high altitude, suddenly frowned.

  He perceives a peculiar spiritual rhythm in the hand of the magic old black below, which is like a magic weapon, but there are few traces of carving.

   "This is what Jiang Xia called the ‘wonderful thing’?"

  A hint of curiosity flashed in the eyes of the elder.

  When he came to the world of MAGA, he heard Jiang Xia say that this world is rich in such treasures as heaven, material and earth, but each has its own wonders.

  He had seen Lao Jiang’s “time machine” when he was in the Zongmen Xiaobi. The kind of strange thing full of “time power” was found from the M world.

  And the strange thing that Kunlun slave brought out in front of him was no less than a top-grade magic weapon just because of the fluctuation of spiritual energy.

  If an attack is launched, these family members of Moshuang Mountain will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

  The junior asked him to suppress the battlefield here, also for the sake of Mo Shuangshan's retreat. If the Spartans were allowed to die or injured, it would appear that his elders are not quite competent.

  Thinking of this, Liu Chu held the wordless jade board in his hand and waved back gently.

   "Move!"

  He whispered softly, but full of power.

   Like a large-scale movement, it wrapped the Spartans who were charging, and was sent into the battlefield of the other heroes in the center of the city in the aura of shining.

   "Fuck!"

  Tap forward on the jade board, and follow the instructions.

  The magical lines of the rap wizards who were retreating were all cut off, as if being suppressed by heavy pressure, causing them to scream and fall to the ground one by one.

   "Photo!"

   is another word.

  The magical old black Zapo just took out the thousand-year-old wonder, like being pulled by an invisible force, it will fly out of his hand.

   "Don't think about it!"

  Sabo himself is also a wizard who is not weaker than Mrs. Windsor. This will wash away the elder's methods when the magic power bursts, and swiftly spread the strange objects in his hands on the ground.

   Jumped up on her own, posing in a weird pose.

   "BGM!"

  He howled.

  In the magical shock, a fast-paced and shocking classic old song reverberated in the night sky. In the next instant, Sabo changed his posture, imitating Jackson's classic crotch rotation.

  The magical power of the strange thing dissipated, and it was enveloped between the sky and the earth for a moment, and then suddenly closed again, restraining Liu Chu.

  The law enforcement elder's eyes widened for a moment.

  His body is trembling, trying to control his left hand.

  But the body does not listen to him.

  The great cultivator of the God Realm was in the clouds with his eyes twitching, posing a shameful posture exactly like the magic old black.

   "This is insulting gentleman! The thief dare you!"

  Liu Chu has been a stereotype throughout his life, and has never had a time to let go.

   But this will cover his crotch with his left hand and raise his right hand. When has he been so humiliated, he has already breathed fire in his eyes, and wants to inspire a killer move.

   But the next moment, Sabo laughed.

In the BGM where the rhythm became more and more clear, he began to dance that hot dance. With his movements, Liu Chu, who was caught in the clouds by strange objects, also began to dance cheerfully on the clear clouds that lifted him up. .

   "Yes~ yo, that's it~ awesome guy~ dance more intensely~ dance~"

  Sabo shouted, and said to the companions behind him:

  "Why are you still stunned! Run! I'm dead today, take back the news of my death in the battle~ yo~ Tell Wilde! Let him go find the lady!

  The invaders have attacked, Windsor is right!

  If the secret method will not unite anymore~ yo~ we will be over. "

  This old black looks fat.

  But dancing is very professional.

  He constantly put on all kinds of weird postures on the strange objects, and Liu Chu in the cloud, like a wooden man, constantly followed those humiliating postures.

  Sabo backflips in place, and Liu Chu also flips in the clouds. He put his hands on the blue clouds and threw a standard Thomas maneuver.

  The anger in the hearts of the law enforcement elders is rising.

  His body was captured by strange objects, unable to fight back.

  But he still has a primordial spirit. As long as the primordial spirit goes out of his body and uses secret methods, he will be able to give this ignorant Kunlun slave who dares to humiliate him

  ! ! !

  The primordial spirit can't escape the power of this strange thing!

  "Boom"

  On the other side, a stealth aircraft belonging to a cannon is descending, like an invisible heavy artillery, penetrated by a cannon from below, and turned into gorgeous fireworks in the night sky.

  In the silver light spit, with a cigarette in his mouth, the expressionless Lao Jiang, with a flick of five fingers on his right hand, he loaded his mouth again after being tired of war.

  He turned his head and glanced at the situation on the mountain top, thinking that the Spartans should have overturned the Frarun Art Troupe.

  But he didn't realize it. When he turned his head, he saw a shocking picture. The horror of the picture made the smoke in Lao Jiang's mouth fall to the ground.

  The next second, Lao Jiang, with his eyes twitching, shouted to the sky over there with his throat:

  "Uncle Shi! What are you doing! Uncle Shi!!!"

  "Now is not the time for you to imitate Michelson's dance! Why did you pull the soul out to dance with Shishu, you are a little more serious!

  Looping Goose! Sister! Don't go there!

  You too.

Ugh! "

  (End of this chapter)