Chapter 565： Zhang Qianlei appeared and swallowed

A group of young men and women in a mountain stream next to the Panshan Highway halfway up the mountain are leaning on supercars, carrying cigarettes, smoking and farting, and talking about it.

"Pan Shao, do you say that this time Jiang Taichu will win, or Zhang Qianlei will win?" The punk girl frowned.

"Where do I know? However, Jiang Taichu should not kill me. Otherwise I would have died early!"

Pan Jiajun's eyes were full of bloodshots: "The Warrior Forum said that he can fly a few hundred miles to take the first class with a flying sword!"

Ever knowing that Jiang Tian is Jiang Taichu, he has been disturbed and frightened. He followed his dad's request carefully and did not say a lot of nonsense.

Aside, Wang Hsinchu sneered and said, "Look at how scared you are! What cultivator, what soaring in the sky, stubbornly shaking the army, and controlling the thunder, like Marvel comics, do you believe in science?"

"Now that technology is more developed, do you know to what extent modern weapons have developed? Not to mention nuclear weapons, depleted uranium bombs, intercontinental missiles, neutron bombs and the like, just fire a howitzer, the core temperature is as high as several thousand degrees, and he is iron. , It has also melted into molten steel! "

These days she is going to be mad by a group of friends like Pan Jiajun.

These people learn hacking techniques every day, crack what martial arts forums, and collect news about Jiang Taichu.

He was also shocked to say that Jiang Taichu had played a land-air mixed brigade of the Toyo SDF.

Look, does this sound like human words?

As a hegemon, Wang Hsinchu has always believed in science, and he does not believe these rumors.

"Hsinchu makes sense!"

A young man next to the black-rimmed glasses said:

"You don't know how powerful modern weapons are. Take missiles, for example, when the propellant burns in the combustion chamber, the combustion products are sprayed backward, and the thrust obtained is very huge. An intercontinental ballistic missile with a range of more than 10,000 kilometers, The engine thrust can reach 100 tons and the power can reach several million kilowatts. This power is equivalent to the power of a power plant supplying a city of 1 million people! He is made of titanium alloy and can also be blasted into meatloaf! "

"If you think about it, you must have these monsters. The great powers of the world will not allow such monsters that can shake the foundation of governance and subvert social order! It has long been completely killed!"

This young man is Wang Hsinchu's boyfriend, called Fan Yongqiang.

The family belongs to the Ministry of Science and Technology. He also researched and developed weapons in a certain military industry research institute, and even dismissed their discussion.

"But this is what the forum said, there are some photos!" Pan Jiajun said unconvinced.

Fan Yongqiang drank the smoke and swallowed the clouds, disdainfully said:

"You guys, they are all a group of little farts studying blindly. I suspect that the forum was formed by a group of two yuan or fantasy fanatics. All the characters are fictitious! What Jiang Taichu garlic is too spicy, onions are too long, I am awful What a fart, you guys still believe it! "

Just when he was talking soaring.

Suddenly, there was a bang, a whistle howling like a missile launch, and a complicated whistle forming a thick roar, just like the strange noise when the aircraft started.

I saw, between the mountains in the distance, two burning golden lights came through like a meteor rushing to the moon.

The golden light came so fast that they only crossed a distance of ten miles between them and came to them.

I saw an old man wearing an apricot robe and carrying a peach sword under a faint moonlight, and a graceful young girl walking on a rune that sprayed thousands of golden lights.

The old man and the girl, with their feet running, stand in the air.

The golden light emanating from Fu Xuan, like the rising sun, shone through an area, making them feel like gods.

"This, this is"

Fan Yongqiang's cigarette fell to the floor with a click, his mouth grew big and his eyes were dumbfounded.

"Oh my God, isn't everything true?" Wang Hsinchu also had a feeling of being subverted.

Yes, the indestructible three-view concept created by more than ten years of hard work has fallen into a smash in an instant.

"A member of the Chinese Association of the Old Man Sing Chau, Master Jiang is the next student, and Xu Mozhai, a Feng Shui master on Hong Kong Island!"

The old man chuckled, but didn't anger himself, so that the branches of the surrounding trees fell down, sneer: "You said something about Master Jiang, it doesn't sound good, please be careful!"

"I, I said nothing"

Wang Hsinchu and Fan Yongqiang were so scared that they were sifted like sieve braces, almost kneeling directly to the ground.

"You dare to disrespect Master Jiang, so you should kill it! But you are a first offender, and you will be punished for diarrhea for three days!"

The little goddess on Hong Kong Island, but Jiang Tian's brain powder, was instantly murderous, furious, and stunned two falcons.

"Oh, I can't control it!"

"Where is the bathroom?"

Wang Hsinchu and Fan Yongqiang suddenly struck a strong instinct, holding their abdomen with their hands and jumping into the grass.

The arrival of Xu Mozhai on Hong Kong Island was just the beginning, and then more powerful ones appeared.

An old man in sackcloth and trampled shoes, holding a wooden stick, came on a ten-meter-long python.

This python is so amazing that it can be shrunk like a necklace around his neck. His earrings are also two little snakes.

"The master of snake and witchcraft in Southeast Asia has been retreating for decades. He has been in retreat for decades. He has now joined the Chinese Association of Xingzhou as a student of Jiang Taichu. He heard that his brother and his brother Zhang Qianlei had been killed several decades ago, and today may be a help Jiang is here! "

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Subsequently, many foreign powerhouses arrived.

Some spread their bat-like wings, rushing out of the air and surging blood, turned out to be the blood power of the prince class, separated from the blood ancestors by a line, comparable to the state of God.

Some are tall, more than three meters, have tusks, and shake the mountain between running, they are the strong of the wolf tribe.

There is also a flying bird, which is an x-level power of wind.

Some wore golden armor, a mechanical exoskeleton that could be fused with the body, and was a strong man from the American Blue Storm.

Most of these people have divine spirit cultivation, or have a combat power comparable to divine spirit.

They have been dormant for many years, little known, and now they come to watch the battle of the pinnacle of Divine Realm.

Of course, the most powerful one is the appearance of Tianmeng.

Huo Qingtian, Wei Feilong, Zhao Yuankun, plus the heads of the six martial arts families in Yanjing, as well as the Red Boat Master of the Sin Chau Chinese Association, and the master of the palace of Tan Jundao, including Li Jinzhu, wore black capes and broke into the sky.

More than a dozen half-step masters of magic and transformation, each of them has a strong breath and is deeply cultivated. The monstrous warfare is surging and surging. It seems to tear the earth and smash the sky. Although there are not many people, they are just like a thousand. The army was ten thousand million.

laugh! A holy light pervaded and penetrated through the void.

The Holy Light hangs over a European woman floating in the air, wearing a white veil, a golden armor, and a golden shield and spear.

Her brown wavy long shawl, with picturesque eyebrows, is peerless, with a bulging and sculpted body, **** and hot, it is a powerful beauty.

But the animated nature is empty and dusty, as if the elf fell into the world, permeating the holy and noble breath.

"Athena! The existence of the top four of the twelve main gods has reached the level of the sage, and it is only one step away from the saint. The cultivation and strength far exceed Artemis!"

The **** strongman shouted in alarm.

The Temple of the Gods fights for the Pope and European officials. In history, there have been several shocking battles with the blood.

But at this time, Athena's purpose was obviously not theirs, and she smiled and looked at the peak and said:

"Zhang Tianshi, don't you plan to show up yet? Old friends are waiting impatiently!"

Her voice was tender and sweet, with an air of emptiness and holiness.

It seems that the angel is whispering, the elves are singing, and it is like the sound of Dao Lun, uncertain, but shocking.

"Athena, how dare you set foot in China again, aren't you afraid I'll swallow you alive?"

A violent drink shook the sky, shrouding a large area like a thunderous sound, the trees were shaken with trembling, and countless snowflakes and ice fell.

Bang!

A figure appeared like a ghost in the sky above Guan Yunfeng, walking in the air, approaching.

Although the figure was thin and withering, but another monstrous coercion, like the birth of the ancient fierce god, burst and cruel, can crush everything.

"Oh, I did n’t know the strength of the Supreme, I was offended, and forgive me! Today, I only came to watch the war, there is no hostility!"

Athena covered her chest with her hand, bowed politely like a medieval royal princess, but she was not weak, and was not humble.

Seeing this, everyone was horrified.

Listening to the meaning of the two, Athena had a war with Zhang Qianlei, little known, but Zhang Qianlei did not fall at least.

"That was sixty years ago. Athena led several Paladins to come to China to win the treasure, but was repelled by Zhang Qianlei's finger! Raise my prestige in China!"

An old man in a black and white robe walked through the air step by step. At each step, a tai yin and yang picture was born at his feet. He drew lotus step by step, like a fairy.

"Quanzhen holds the teaching, Qiu Xuanji! Da Dacheng is a master of Nedan's refinement!"

When Huo Qingtian saw this man, his pupils shrank and his eyes shook.

There was a touch of reverence on Huo Qingtian's face.

He actually came from the Shaolin vein, but Shaolin was severely affected by the secular world, and he embarked on the road of commercialization. Many of his inheritances were cut off, which is simply incomparable with the whole truth school.

"I haven't seen it in forty years. Zhang Daoyou's style is better than in the past. The cultivation is getting stronger and stronger, and the gap between poverty and poverty is getting wider. I have no face to see Zhang Daoyou!"

Qiu Xuanji bowed to Zhang Qianlei and bowed into a crescent shape.

It turned out that it was the "round cymbal" that met the teacher in the door, and we can see his fear and respect for Zhang Qianlei.

"Return to this seat to mention you one or two!" To Qiu Xuanji, Zhang Qianlei just nodded slightly, looking extremely arrogant.

"Tao You's cultivation, the poor road is already impenetrable, I am afraid that the world is invincible. Maybe Ye Tianren in the hidden world can fight you!"

Qiu Xuanji shook his head and sighed, there was a sense of lateness of the hero.

"Ye Tianren?"

Zhang Qianlei's white eyebrows were raised, and he snorted coldly:

"When I am slaying Jiang Taichu, I will find Hongmeng's place, and I will have Ye Tianren's supreme school for a while!"