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Lin He looked far away and found that Stark had really passed through the sky defense and came under the barrel.Although he can achieve this level himself, his strength is much stronger than Stark, and it is not unusual to be able to do this.

On the contrary, it was Stark, which made Lin He admire a little.

No matter if it is the protagonist's halo or something, there are not many in this world who have the courage to rush into the alien army and can always break through.

Stark came under the barrel, and the power of the propellers on his body was fully activated.

Under this huge power gap, Stark's efforts seemed insignificant.

Nick Fury clenched his fists in front of the screen, and the knuckles were already a little white: "Come on! Stark! Come on! Come on! It must be successful! It must be successful! Ah!"

His subordinates also stood up one by one and looked at Stark on the screen, because this figure determined the fate of New York today, or the fate of the earth.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. I don't know how long it took before that the barrel was actually pushed by Stark. After another second, the pushing rate became larger and larger.

Slowly, the barrel that was originally forty-five degrees down was pushed up a lot by Stark, which was about an eighty-degree angle with the ground.

"Higher!"

Nick Fury shouted in his heart!

"Higher! Higher! Higher!" As if telepathically, his subordinates also yelled his heart.

"what!"

"what!"

The exclamation sounded one after another.

The Stark on the screen seemed to lose his power in an instant, stumbled and fell, and the barrel moved down again and resumed its previous angle.

During this period, the purple energy accumulated in front of the giant gun was increasing, and it was about to turn black.

And Stark's palms had long been corroded by that amount of energy, and his hands had become crumpled, as if they had been dried by flames, losing a lot of water, which was terrible.

"Stab!"

Only a deafening roar was heard, and there seemed to be a tearing sound in the air, and a thick purple light beam with a diameter of nearly 100 meters flew past.

Lin He knew at the first sight of this thing that he couldn't stop it at all.

The long rainbow circulates through the sun, and the tengu swallows the sun, like the sun in the sky, and the love will be born every day...

Many idioms related to the sun flashed in Lin He's mind.

Because, at this moment, the sun's rays dimmed.

The only thing left in front of me was the purple light and shadow.

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four

"Should you spend a thousand justice points in exchange for energy recovery potions?"

"Do you spend a thousand justice points in exchange for a potion of stamina recovery?"

"confirm."

Two bottles of potions appeared in Lin He's hands. These potions were very expensive.

One bottle can restore all the energy in his body, which is the inflammation of death, while the other bottle can replenish energy for his cells without any side effects.

He usually doesn't want to change these things. Even when Stark invited him to go to the mothership to destroy it, Lin He didn't even think about it.

"It's quite comfortable, but it hurts."

Lin He will grab two bottles of potion at the same time and drink them all at once.

After drinking, his brows wrinkled slightly, and immediately eased again, this pain he can still bear.

And after taking these two bottles of potion, his body's death energy and physical strength have recovered to the fullest level.

As soon as the flames of death gas recovered, he controlled them to move quickly, transforming to negative attributes.

The cold breath spread from his side to all around.

If he was alone, as long as he flees to a certain distance, and then fights against the aftermath, even if he does not use these potions, he will be safe enough.

He doesn't have a good impression of the American Emperor, but at such a moment, he still decides to take action.

That is the responsibility of the hero.

I save people, I want to save, I want to save.

As for the unsuccessful ones, watch their lives.

I am not the protagonist, and I will not die if I give myself up.

On the premise of protecting your own life, you can save as many people as you can, and you have earned it!

A little blue ice dragon was swimming in his hands, constantly instilling energy from Lin He's body.

This time, he didn't use the full version of the dual-attribute five-season boxing technique like in the Northern Mansion, because that kind of attack was completely self-cancelling, not as good as the single-attribute power.

At this time, the purple beam of light finally touched the ground, and a violent explosion sounded like thunder from 100 meters in front of Lin He and several heroes.After breaking through the ground, the purple energy began to spread quickly to the surroundings, and the boundless and vast energy impacted in New York City.

The destruction begins at this moment.

Countless towering buildings lost their foundations and collapsed one after another. A large number of ruined walls fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground. In a blink of an eye, many policemen were buried underneath, and the wailing and pain had just stopped abruptly.

The tremendous pressure came, and everyone was breathless.

Whether it's Hawkeye, Black Widow, the American team continuing on foot, or the other policemen who are still fighting sporadic enemies, all showed a look of despair.

It is estimated that only Thor and the Hulk can resist this kind of terrifying attack with their physical bodies. All the others are waiting for in front of this deadly light is death.

This is no longer something human can stop.

Facing the huge amount of energy spreading, the little blue dragon in Lin He's hand seemed to have a life suddenly, hovering out.

The moment this little dragon left Linhe's palm, its body continued to expand and soon reached a hundred meters long.

Its whole body is surrounded by light blue dragon scales, shining with light, and every part is extremely delicate and superbly crafted, just like a beautiful work carved by an artist.

"Roar!"

Facing the terrifying aftermath, this ice dragon seemed to be enraged.

After uttering a sharp scream, he rushed up against the energy.