Chapter 922： , Fleeing

"boom!"

A shocking explosion sounded the entire deep pit to the ground, and a pillar of fire emerged from the sky.

"Nima, withdraw quickly!"

When Qin Feng and others saw that the situation was not good, they ran away.

Ye Ni waved a sword intent and lifted Murong Qingyue quickly into the air, pulling a safe distance.

On the ground, Xiang Qian and the seriously injured Hou Feng looked dumbfounded.

"Hey, there are us, give it a hand!"

"We don't have level 70, we can't fly!"

Xiang Qian could fly, but his injuries were so severe that he didn't even have the power to summon a martial soul.

He was about to be swallowed by the aftermath of the explosion.

In the sea of ​​flames, Lin Que's figure flew out, carrying Mo Qingcheng on his back, one in each hand, carrying the collars of the two of them, and throwing them towards the sky.

"Oh!"

The muscles of the two men's faces became twisted, and their limbs that were nowhere to be swayed in the air.

"Boom!"

Then, head down, fell directly on the dense forest under the mountainside, hung by a tree with a crooked neck.

Xiang Qian: "I was hung on the tree again."

o(╥﹏╥)o.

Lin Que stood in the air, staring at the deep pit that experienced the explosion, and smashed his mouth: "The special TNT of the United States is great!"

A deep pit of tens of meters was razed to the ground in a blink of an eye.

The entire mountainside was flattened, and the violent power, even the snowflakes falling in the sky, was evaporated before it hit the ground.

The monster and the ghost were blown to pieces, and all the rest fled without looking back.

There were cracks in the protective cover of the safe zone.

Millions of people breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of their lives, looking at Lin Que as if they were looking at the savior.

Lin Que fell, looked at the werewolf's body, and curled his lips: "Strong speed?"

"TNT blocks all the fancy positions of flowers, the game is over when the bomb goes off!"

The werewolf didn't want to understand until he died, why did he die?

What about the three knives?

Damn, don't talk about martial ethics!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Xiu completely convinced Lin Que in his heart!

Nima, this shot, directly resolved the crisis by himself.

This person has set a legion!

At this moment, in the sky, countless fighter planes approached, making deafening sonic booms in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a series of night patrol soldiers with live ammunition landed.

Heavenly soldiers!

The headed young officer, holding an S-class flame long knife, looked around looking for something.

"Huh? Well, a large number of demons and monsters have said that they are besieging the safe area. Will you give me immediate support?"

"Where are the monsters?"

"what?"

Suddenly, Mu An noticed something, his eyes lit up, and a flash came to Lin Que.

"Haha, brother!"

With that, he was about to give Lin Que a suffocating hug.

Lin Que carried Mo Qingcheng on his back and disappeared in place, embracing his loneliness.

"Speak as you speak, don't move your hands!"

Mu'an rolled his eyes and asked me for a weapon. Why didn't you see you so ruthless!

"Did you?"

He pointed at the monster beast at the scene, asked the corpse of Li ghost.

Lin Wei nodded, glanced at the three S-level monsters and Li Gui that were still alive in front of him and said.

"Here, there are three more for you."

"Fuck him!"

hiss!

Mu'an took a deep breath. Such a intensive and devastating blow would cost a lot of good things!

Glancing at the battleship in front of him, the look in his eyes called an envy.

He knows this thing, the heavy weapon of Vatican Temple!

Amphibious!

"Brother, you quietly tell me how many good things you have made in the United States."

"Part me?"

"Don't worry, don't take it for nothing!"

Lin Que: "No!"

Just kidding, he knows Mu'an's virtues too well, and he needs to confess, he can't chase after your **** every day.

Mu'an frowned, then slowly stretched out: "It's okay, it's okay!"

"Come on, get the props!"

"Kill!"

"Yes!"

Afterwards, I saw that the night patrol soldiers took out the baggage they had brought, and an eight-meter-long, three-meter-high laser gun was assembled in an instant.

"Om!"

Next second.

The laser cannon began to gather spiritual energy, huge particles of spiritual energy gathered, and the entire scene was enveloped by a powerful destructive force.

The split-headed ghost, the terrestrial violent bear, and the three major S-levels of the blue wing bat king, stared at the laser cannon ahead with fear.

"escape!"

As soon as the words fell, the three S-classes flee...