Mythological Native Species

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This is not the end, the whole earth began to tremble.

One after another magma, like a fountain, blooms everywhere on the earth, as if to render the world.

From nowhere, the poisonous wind blew, covering every inch of the sight.

The terrifying whistle penetrated almost all protective devices and directly stabbed people's eardrums.

People with weak willpower will go crazy under the stimulation of this whistling sound, their eyes will turn red, and they may attack their original companions at any time.

Hell's real counterattack begins.

And if you don't make a move, it's already six powerful demon masters.

These are equivalent to the existence of the eighth level.

It is equivalent to gathering the entire **** world, more than half of the eighth level.

The entire military camp was shrouded in such a tragic scene, it was quite precarious, and it felt like it would be shattered at any time.

In such a critical situation, it is reasonable to think of a way to protect yourself first, and then retreat temporarily.

But right now.

An ancient, powerful sound of a snare drum sounded from the center of the battlefield.

A high metal platform rose suddenly.

There is a big man with a red bronze upper body and a burly body of about three meters. He holds a drum hammer in both hands, beating in front of the huge war drum.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With the beating of the war drums, those bats and poisonous flies were killed by the sound waves.

The whistling sound that originally stabbed people's soul and caused the soul's maliciousness, also disappeared.

The whole army barracks, the rest is just a kind of spirit that wants to fight against the enemy in the world, and is willing to pay Xuanyuan with blood.

Buzz!

One after another high-power charged railguns lit up their barrels.

Terrifying shelling, covering and devastating bombing, completely covered any place outside the barracks.

After a wave of shocks, with the blessing of drums, the military began to quickly organize a powerful counterattack.

On the battlefield, the military emblems on everyone's chests are beating wildly with messages that make people crazy.

"Kill a Demon Lord, receive first-class merit, reward 30,000 military merits, and enter Xinghe Military Academy for further studies. Kill a Demon Lord, receive special merit, reward 200,000 military merits, enter Central Academy, and train in the way of future military leaders. Three years. It's time for everyone to work hard, who will go with me?" The battalion commander's pure white Archangel mecha has already unfolded its tallest twelve pairs of light wings, which means that the power of this mecha has reached its peak. open to the maximum.

Feng Linwan knew that this mecha was secretly modified by the battalion commander, and there was also a spare, the latest model of small star energy inside. Explosion, even detonating small stars for energy.

As the battalion commander's voice fell, the wolf-like howls of the mecha battalion warriors could be heard within each mecha.

Everyone came up with their own unique skills.

Those mechas that originally looked at the law and order, now each shows extraordinary.

Dangerous, deadly, not only against the enemy, but also against himself.

Without the support of the entire industry chain, these outdated antiques must take a slanted edge if they want to flourish.

Feng Linxen silently activated a switch of the True Red Black King.

His mecha... Of course it was also modified.

I saw that the scriptures originally engraved on the body of the mecha, all passed through a stream of Buddha-nature energy and circulated a golden light.

At the same time, a small passage seemed to be gathered above the head of the Black Heaven King, and the golden brilliance enveloped it, as if the entire mecha had been turned into a strange Buddhist Vajra.

"Come on!" A group of mechas rushed towards the swarming **** creatures.

Not long after some mechas plunged into the enemy's large formation, an explosion that shook the space occurred. Each explosion caused huge damage and set off a terrifying air wave. The mismatch between power and materials, incomplete data, and inconsistency between the whole and an independent part make these mechas with maximum power turned on like huge bombs that may explode at any time.

The same blood, sacrifice, and recklessness occur in every branch of the army.

It was an indisputable and inexcusable invasion.

From the perspective of some peace and humanity, the entire war is unjust, inhumane slaughter and violation.

However, at this time, the soldiers who were fighting on the battlefield did not have so many complicated thoughts and feelings.

There are a hundred kinds of people, and everyone is different.

From the lowest to the highest, at least one hundred grades can be divided.

And the most helpless thing about this level is that it is doomed from birth, as if it cannot be struggled and changed.

Just like an ant has always been an ant, the son of an ant, and an ant.

A goshawk is a goshawk, no matter how fragile or weak a goshawk is, it is still a goshawk.

However, there will always be some ants who are unwilling to be ordinary and live at the bottom forever.

They have to do everything they can to climb up and not miss any opportunity.

Change your life against the sky!

This is not the exclusive noun that belongs to the protagonist.

This is a noun for all living beings, striving to make progress, changing their inherent identity, and giving everything for it.

In ancient times, Qin Yi swept Liuhe, swept away the eight wastes, and ruled the world.

It depends on attaching importance to the soldiers, and everything is based on military merit.

Gives the untouchable a shortcut to the noble.

Now, in terms of the ratio of power, the military cannot give more than the Qin State in the past.

But it's also a shortcut.

An opportunity to change one's own destiny and the fate of one's future generations.

Therefore, knowing the danger, there will still be countless people who will follow one after another without turning back.

Many people are never afraid of death.

But I am afraid that I have no dignity and live like a dog.

Hell is close to bursting out, half of the demon masters shot directly, and the other half... I'm afraid they are also lurking in the dark, waiting for a sneak attack.

But on the side of the military, except for a big man, beating the snare drum and resisting the magic sound that interfered with the soul, there is no strong player.

A war that must be won, with few sacrifices, who wouldn't fight it?

But this was not just an invasion battle, it was a training trip.

Training soldiers, training is not only the courage to kill, but also the courage to not fear death.

A soldier who only knows **** the enemy is by no means a good soldier.

Only those soldiers who dare to face the terror of death and rush forward under the madness of oppression, desperation, and invincible opponents are good soldiers.

At this time, the military is not warm.

The cruelty of iron and blood is undoubtedly revealed.

Feng Linwen communicated with the New West through the relics of his flesh and Buddhist scriptures, and borrowed the ubiquitous Buddha light in the New West world.

Under the shroud of the Buddha's light, the Black Heaven King, whose internal structure was quietly changed by him, has a complete performance that surpasses that of ordinary mechas for half an era.

Waving the huge ship-cutting knife, Feng Linxen aimed at a badly injured Demon King, and when he raised his hand, it was a thunderbolt.

The bomb, which exceeded the speed of light, exploded perfectly, shattering half of the Demon King's body.

However, the remaining half of the body crossed the space and rushed towards Feng Linye fiercely.

Even if the mecha has a level-5 energy response, it does not mean that it has the equivalent strength of level-5.

At least in terms of defense ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ should not reach level five.

But everything was already calculated by Feng Linye.

The opening of the channel, the New West must have a sense, those Buddhist bosses in the New West will not be ignorant.

However, as the war became more and more cruel, a large number of ghasts poured in, and every second was a huge harvest.

They were reluctant to close the channel.

And at this time...they were of course more reluctant to let Feng Linye have any surprises.

In particular, the mecha that Feng Linxen had inscribed the scriptures must not be broken.

Therefore, when the Demon King rushed over, the golden light that enveloped Feng Linmen suddenly surged, like a golden halo, smashing and shaking towards the surroundings.

slap!

The demon king, who was seriously injured and dying, was like an egg hitting a stone, and was directly smashed to pieces.