Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 3464: The Enemy of the Iron Fist (31) Abyss

Gus has been demonized.

And the flames emanating from his shoulder beehive, like magic fires from the bottom of purgatory, continue to destroy and devour the rugged trails on the rock walls.

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the miniature rocket-launching nest of "Divine Punishment 7”, the rock walls were blown out of a crater cave.

Large rocks fell like avalanches.

Chasers are hugging their heads and still getting smashed and screaming.

Slightly lucky enough to protect his true qi, in his heart painfully praying for the blessing of the boxing god, still can not stop the head from breaking blood from being smashed by the rubble, even three or five meters in diameter by the big stone down the cliff, to fall a fate of crushing bones.

The smoke vaporizes like a flame, shielding the radius of the circle, which cannot be extinguished even if the rainfall is regrouped.

Including Thunder, whose guts were torn apart by a shock wave and whose seven tricks were bleeding, all they could hear was a young man laughing like a demon king in the depths of the smoke, and seeing that he was supported by modern weapons with enormous size, but no more than an evil figure.

The destructive forces of the heavens and the earth have even made some people uncontrollable and have raised blasphemous thoughts - even if a boxing god comes, I'm afraid they won't be able to make half a step forward in front of the power of destruction like a mountain falling into the sea?

I don't know how long it's been since Gus finally stopped breathing.

The heavens and the earth ceased to shake, the rocks stopped to collapse, and people were horrified and looked at the diminishing soot depth.

They saw Gus put his destructive weapon back behind him and his figure was crushed again.

If the bloody wounds on everyone were still painful and half of their companions were missing, they really had to wonder if it was a ridiculous nightmare, and Gus was still the wreck of the power of the unbound chicken.

Unfortunately, no matter how they bite their teeth and rub their eyes, the nightmare never ends.

Gus picked up Gray.

The teenager held his hot sister tight, the only temperature he could perceive in the world.

He swept his uncle and surviving pursuers with half contempt, half hateful eyes, and then, two steps back, his head never jumped back off the cliff.

“Gus--”

Rayleigh wants to stop his nephew.

But he couldn't even make a sound.

His voice was clogged with hemorrhage.

Even the soul is shaken and the fear frozen.

Stretching his neck toward the foggy abyss of the clouds, he saw only a small black dot gradually disappear.

Ray and the surviving pursuers face each other, and all faces are filled with cracks in the collapse of faith and broken worldviews.

At the same time, a pair of fists like steel were sitting on the floor, shaking slightly, and they were silent for a long time, and nobody wanted to talk.

But it is clear that deep in everyone's eyes, there is a tremendous and treacherous confusion, the priests of the temple of boxing and the faithful followers of the god of boxing cannot help but ask themselves in secret:

“We, wrong? ”

……

Cliff bottom, in the abyss.

Gus and Grey fell fast, as if they had fallen from the earth to hell again.

Surrounding the scenery rapidly, the bigger the strange rocky ground, the more intimate contact you have to see.

All of a sudden, Lu gently blew his breath towards the ground.

The ground twisted like a wave, and the otherwise thin and light air suddenly became thick and dense, like at the drop of two brothers, Gus and Grey, covered with fluffy feathers.

“Pff--”

The two brothers fell into invisible feathers, and the huge impact of the fall suddenly subsided invisible, bouncing back several times in a row, floating to the ground.

Looking at the foggy peaks above, I thought I was just on top of the mountain, turning into a demon, killing the Quartet, and Gus was gone for generations.

“Isn't that great? ”

Lu Qingdu asked behind him, grinning.

“Cool!”

Knowing that the devil had no good intentions, the teenager still focused, turning back, “You are capable of everything, more powerful than the boxing god! ”

“I'm not everything, but I'm stronger than a champion. That's necessary. ”

Lu Qingdust said, “But don't be too happy, tampering with the data will soon trigger a chain reaction, discovered by the boxing king's poisoning system, and Shundo Tougou will find this place. Next, more and more people and horses will chase you, which is kind of a thirst quenching and vicious circle.

“Until the champion finds out, we must find the weakest spot in the world - where we can truly defeat the champion only if we choose it as our battlefield. ”

“I know.”

Gus nodded, "Sister said, more and more people at the home camp of the Southern Steam Army have discovered the lies of the Fist God and chosen the power of mechanics and steam, which should be the most vulnerable part of the world.

“We can go first to the largest city in the neighborhood of ‘Ganyuan City’ within 500 miles, from where we can go downstream and head straight south! ”

“Very good.”

Lu Qingdu smiled. “Looks like you're finally awake. You're a teenager the devil has been watching since the beginning! ”

Gus hesitated: "Really? ”

Lu Qingdu nodded: “Of course, you were the one I chose from the beginning. As for your sister, it was just a gift. ”

Gus frowned: “You're not lying to me, don't you think I'm a... piece of crap? ”

Lu Qingdust star: “It doesn't matter whether it's a genius or a waste in this world. Anyway, I can modify the data. What I value more than your initial data is your adjustability and secrecy. Oops, now you don't understand either. I'll give you a chance to talk about it later. Let's go? ”

“Okay, let's go. ”

Gus softened his breath, hugged his sister again and was ready to go.

Suddenly, he stopped again and hesitated for a moment before building up his courage, “Me, can I trust you? ”

Lu dust stunned for a moment: “What? ”

“I know you're not a mechanical demon and a steamer, but you have more power than they do. ”

Gus bites his teeth, “I've turned away from the Iron Fist, but I don't want to believe in steam like my father and sister - mechanical and steam-powered 'springboards, steam guns’ are just as ridiculous as a three-year-old's toy compared to the ‘arrow guns, bombers’ you gave me.

“I've tasted the power you've given me, and I can't go back. I want to believe in your ways, no matter what you are, what your ways are, what price I'm going to pay and what it's going to look like! ”

Lu dust raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at the teenager for a long time, confirming that the teenager was serious. He could not help but blow his whistle and said: "Sorry, no. ”

Gus was anxious: "Why? ”

“Listen, Gus, for what it's worth, you can use my power, you can hang out with me, you can trust me, but you can't believe me. ”

Lu dusty smiled and his eyes instantly deepened.

Deep enough to hold the entire universe and shine billions of stars.

He converged all the lightness and evil, sincerely and deeply, "because even I didn't know what to believe, I was still struggling to pursue... my way! ”