The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

The instruction was given by Li Cang through a spiritual link. The distance was far enough so it was very blurry. However, Da Kunkun still dutifully used the floating force field to bring over a dozen turtle-backed dragon lice. Wu Gouzi was in the floating force field. The application is far inferior to that of the big Kun Kun. Their floating force field cannot carry heavy objects like the big Kun Kun, so there are only a few Gemini Tyrants and Master of the Magic Mountain standing on their backs.

"Woo~"

The big Kun Kun flapped its fins quickly, shook its tail, and pupated its body. A pair of shining eyes that were intertwined with bright blue and green. The moment they saw Li Cang's figure, several numbers shone brighter. As if waiting for food, he accelerated and rushed——

"Fuck!"

"I said!"

Da Kunkun's obvious coquettish gesture made Li Cang and Lao Wang unable to hold their nerves. The scene of Da Leizi repeatedly dying at Miss Qiu's feet and Li Cang being killed in the arms of the bone sister is still vivid in their minds.

To be honest, this is probably a side effect of being too humane.

Without the combination of dog eggs, Kun is simply a creation. Not only is it single-threaded when executing mental commands, it is also quite slow. Its posture of shrinking in size and unloading goods while throwing itself into Li Cang's arms cannot be corrected in time.

As a result, more than a dozen fully loaded turtle lice and a series of miscellaneous cargoes carried astonishing inertial potential energy and attacked the two of them in an all-round, saturated attack with no blind spots.

The entire island chain of America is shaking!

The roaring sound was endless, and the rising dust and debris were like several mushroom clouds with irregular shapes!

In the dust and mud, the big Kun Kun shrank into a fish of about two meters, its tail crackling and pulling away various things——

"Crack!"

"Woo~"

The big Kun Kun whimpered happily, and its big tail and fins swept together in another set, making a clanging sound of the old father's old bones buried in a pile of things until they were spotless.

"yue~"

Li Cang spat out a big mouthful of blood-stained soil, and looked up at the passing clouds in the sky with somewhat distracted eyes, as if he was very peaceful.

"Li Cang, you are a bitch! Why do you do this every time! Knowing you is a damn blessing that I have cultivated for eight lifetimes!"

Li Cang rolled over and got up, tucked the big Kun Kun under his arm, holding the big and jumping fish like a veteran cadre carrying a briefcase: "Next time you go fishing, I will let the big Kun bite the hook for you. Keep up the scene and forget about this!"

"make a deal!"

Think of me as a dignified and elegant magician, who turned his hands to make clouds and rain, but I was so depressed that I changed from a homologous link to a jump storm to the current airdrop of supplies like a bomber frying fish. In Li Cang's eyes, this It was simply an act of World War I. I already disliked it, especially since the target of the bombing was myself.

But Timi is really a shameful old face

Forget it, if Ma Huhu suffers some losses, just treat it as hush money for Lao Wang.

More than a dozen turtle-backed dragon lice opened their minds, and the four famous crazy dogs among the traitors came out in an uproar. These things have been sealed in the turtle-backed dragon louse for at least ten days. Their current state is... The magma and molten material exploded by the hot melt bomb made me want to take out two handfuls to taste the saltiness.

Dozens of shots from the Twin Tyrants only made them a little more docile. At least they were no longer eager to attack the five dogs in the air. However, the exclusive cast armor covering their bodies seriously aggravated their irritability and made them confused and hesitant. After a long while, they dispersed in all directions and settled down.

Yes, even the Magic Mountain Master's twin tyrants are equipped with equipment, but it has nothing to do with the intensity of the war. After all, the casting armor thing is just a bunch of insignificant waste, but the cost is Cost and profit belong to profit. After all, it is a genuine purgatory magic technology. Isn’t it worthy of cheating more money?

In short

Li Cang is really ready to squeeze out the oil from the stone balls this time!

As soon as the twin tyrants descended with their plasma cannons, the changes in America's island chain were visible to the naked eye. Cancerous aberrations quickly started the infection process, growing and spreading crazily in a land rich in alienated bloodline creatures, humans, and servants of fate. The different war scenes add an extra touch of prison style.

A well-dressed and elegant magician let out a sigh of relief and said with a soothing smile: "Huh, I'm finally normal~"

Lao Wang couldn't laugh.

Damn it, after this battle is over, I will have to let that little girl Bai Huazi draw a few notebooks for me to comfort me, and let her write Spring Festival couplets with my little lady!

"Let's go~"

"What are you doing?"

In fact, by this time of the fight, there were not many people on America's main island chain. Those who could fight had gone out, and those who could run away were gone. The only ones left were those who were in various underground shelters. Ordinary people who are frightened.

Monroe's force-breeding biological beasts are still trying to kill the American Council headquarters. They are not interested in civilians at all. People who fall into Monroe's hands are only worthy of being slaves and experimental materials. But Li Cang is a kind-hearted person who is consistent on the outside. I am willing to watch these ordinary people die in the flames of war sooner or later, and die under the erosion of cancerous distortion.

"Accumulate merit every day!"

"Huh?!" Lao Wang squinted at Li Cang, "Why don't you just tell me you want to sell it at a good price while it's still fresh? I was so dumbfounded that I couldn't even react."

Traveling through the battlefield, Li Cang was very leisurely, with dual guidance of blood-thirsty calcium sucking. He found a shelter as if he was returning to his own home. After a few clicks, sparks popped up: "Open the door! Free trade!”

"Pfft~" Lao Wang finally found a large can of drinking water behind the door of the shelter, and immediately squirted it out, "Li, you really have some sense of humor!"

It's a pity that the next plot is not exciting enough that the person who opens the door happens to be an Anglo-Saxon Jew or some internationally renowned maritime villain.

"Great, let me tell you that the base will not give up on us. Let me knock, this, this, Cang, Teacher Cang. Isn't there such a big fight to evacuate overseas Chinese now?"

"Emergency times call for extraordinary measures! Thank you to the base! Thank you to Teacher Cang and Master Wang! Well, may I ask, where is the car and where is the air island?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Small bunker, dirty environment.

These people are all members of the 3/7 base who have failed to escape and have failed. Some come to work and seek employment, some come to do business, and some are dispatched by official organizations.

Li Cang was not too interested and opened his mouth speechlessly. He pointed at the cover behind him and opened it. His tentacles spread out their teeth and claws and struggled to open up the connecting passage: "Get in the car!"

"???"

A neat step back.