Chapter 570 Heavenly Disaster Helps 8
Now they would rather face Lin Chaojian in their heyday than face Li Peicheng, who is crazy like a madman. Once he calms down, he is more insidious than the most insidious killer.
As soon as the roar of the scar old man and Lin San sounded, the masters of the combination period, who were shrouded in gorgeous body protection masks, swarmed together one by one, and then sacrificed the magic weapon and slammed towards a place.
Seventy or eighty monks in the combined period tried their best to attack a place to sacrifice magic weapons in one place. The momentum was really great, and the glory was so bright and boundless.
In the dark, Li Peicheng's eyes flashed a pity, and then he was immediately replaced by a cold light.
He won't let these people succeed so easily. He also wants them to pay a heavy price. He also wants to kill a few more people before the formation is broken and everyone panics!
The dark red light lit up unscrupulously for the first time in the dark, and then killed the pile of people at an incredible speed.
Although these people panicked and sacrificed their treasures with all their strength, after all, they were all masters in the combined period, and they were also the people who really licked blood at the mouth of the knife among the monks in the combined period. As soon as Li Peicheng appeared, half of them immediately turned around and turned to meet Li Peicheng's A cruel sneer escaped from the corners of Li Peicheng's lips. Is he still the same as before? Are they still the previous ones now?
No, because the world has changed, because Li Peicheng killed ten people in a row!
Now Li Peicheng urgently needs an outbreak. They need to vent, and what about them? They are relatively weak in this world, and they are greatly restricted, just like a weak old man. Slow movement and slow response.
When they lost the magic weapon and flew through the air with great effort, Li Peicheng had already killed them like a beast, opened his sharp fangs, and began to kill crazily.
The fire cloud gun waved wildly in the crowd. It's like a fire dragon dancing. It stirs up the turbulence of the world. The killing made people frightened.
The blood scattered all over the sky was reflected in the gorgeous and dazzling light. It reflects the demon's off-site red. It's so red that people's pores are creepy. The whole world seems to have become a hell on earth.
Li Peicheng doesn't know how many people he killed. In his eyes. All he can think about is killing!
No matter what sword and halberd kills. Li Peicheng stabbed him back. Except for the late monks. No one can stop Li Peicheng from shooting with all his strength.
Now Li Peicheng no longer dares to absorb the real yuan of others. He just kills people!
Killed to the fullest. Kill like crazy!
The dark red gunlight lit up in front of Luo Long, reflecting Luo Long's narrow and gloomy face. It also reflected Li Peicheng's fierce face stained with blood.
When life was about to be taken away by the fast approaching red light, Luo Long was suddenly blessed. Recognizing that Li Peicheng, who has a completely different appearance, it is impossible for him to live in the world.
"It's you!" Luo Long's pupils spread in horror. Shout out.
"It's me!" Cold words came out of Li Peicheng's mouth, and then he took Luo Long's life with a fire gun. It's as cold and straightforward as he answered.
Boom!
A dazzling brilliance exploded in the air, and the universe finally reappeared.
The nose breathes different air. I saw the bright sky with my eyes, and I heard the roar of the sky and the earthquake in my ears.
A joy of rebirth unexpectedly surged into the hearts of those ferocious people, and the whole person seemed to have a wonderful feeling of relief.
The second yuan god in the sky, holding the dilapidated lock flag, retracted back into Li Peicheng's body.
Lin Wenxiao and others suddenly lit up their eyes, full of incredibleness and surprise.
They saw Li Peicheng again. Although his clothes were so broken that he could not cover his strong and strong body, and although his flesh and blood were so blurred that he could not see his face clearly, he was still alive and could survive under the siege of more than 80 people.
This is a miracle!
But then their surprised eyes turned into horror, because they saw that there were only 60 people left for the more than 80 people.
In this battle, he not only did not die, but also killed more than 20 people!
This can no longer be described as a miracle. As for what to describe, no one knows.
Although Lin San and others had fear in their hearts for the rest of their lives after the disaster, they were humiliated and overwhelmed by anger.
There has always been only the enemy's share of escaping in front of them, and only for them to kill others, but today, nearly a hundred of them are hunted down by an unknown monk who seemed to be only in the early stage of the combination. After paying more than 20 living lives, they escaped.
This is a shame, this is a shame that can't be washed away for a lifetime!
They have never wanted to kill more than at this moment. Everyone's eyes are red, like a beast that wants to eat people.
"Kill!"
I don't know who shouted it out first, followed by the shocking sound of killing. The huge murderous atmosphere shook the space and made the earth cringe.
Now these monks from different forces have completely become one. The killing, bloodthirsty and brutality in the depths of their souls have finally been completely ignited by Li Peicheng.
Now they have only one purpose in their hearts, to kill the man in front of them, the man who almost killed him!
Deeply immersed in the murderous atmosphere, Li Peicheng's state of mind rippled slightly, and then immediately returned to calm.
The face hidden behind the dirty blood shows unprecedented solemnty.
A group of people is not terrible. What's terrible is that a group of people are lifeless and there is only one gun firmly pointing to the front of them coldly, and their eyes are coldly staring at their 60 people.
These 60 people can survive, and all of them are the best of nearly 100 people.
Boom!
A loud noise sounded in everyone's ears, and a thunderbolted at Lin Chaojian fiercely.
This is already the 71st thunderbolt, and there are still ten left.
But Lin Chaojian already felt that the ten thunders were out of reach. Zhanlu's giant sword, which was originally shining, was dim at this time, and Lin Chaojian's hair was messy at this time, and his snow-white beard was full of bright red blood. The bright red blood is still dripping down.
His sharp eyes have now become dim and bleak, and his straight body has become weak.
Now he has become a veritable old man.
If only the maple cloud Tianluo umbrella was still there! Lin Chaojian raised his Zhanlu giant sword and couldn't help thinking of the Fengyun Tianluo umbrella that was scrapped in advance because he couldn't keep his mind for a while.
Boom!
Thunder hit Zhanlu's giant sword fiercely. The light on the giant sword was fading little by little, and Lin Chaojian's body became more and more rickeping.
Dang!
The giant sword finally fell to the ground, weakened most of its power, and then fell fiercely on Lin Chaojian.
The body protection cover releases a dazzling light. He resisted the thunder, but Lin Chaojian sat down on the ground, and blood spewed out of his mouth.
There are nine more!
Lin Chaojian meditated secretly, and then struggled to stand up, and the dry meridians desperately squeezed out the last point of Zhenyuan. Then form a colorful body protection cover around the body.
Boom! Another thunderbolt split down with groundbreaking power.
Lin Chaojian roared and raised his fist to hit the thunder.
The huge fist passed through the air, forming a circle of dazzling light protruding around the fist, and the fist brought a burst of hurricane.
Boom!
The punches combined with real power and physical strength finally collided with the thunder. Lin Chaojian's pale face surged into a drunken red tide, his eyebrows were tightly locked together, showing a painful expression, and his legs kept shaking.
Puff! The blood finally spewed out of his mouth again, and the blood stained the earth red. In the dazzling light of thunder, it is so dazzling!
Boom!
Thunder was finally hit back. Lin Chaojian sat down on the ground again, and his arms trembled and drooped weakly. The brilliant bodyguard finally disappeared without a trace, and let Lin Chaojian work hard. However, it can only form a thin layer of gas on its surface.
There are still eight ways, Lin Chaojian meditated. The godless eyes finally showed despair, and now the only thing he can rely on is his body and pitifully little real power.
Even if he can take the next thunderbolt, I'm afraid he can't stand up to meet the remaining seven thunderbolts.
Am I going to die like this? Lin Chaojian thought sadly, looked back at his grandson who was guarding him, and then turned his eyes to Li Peicheng, who was holding a gun and pointing at the crowd, with a fierce and arrogant face.
Maybe he dies like this, and he doesn't have to be dragged down by me. With his ability, he should be able to take Wen Xiao and others to retreat!
Lin Chaojian thought bitterly, and then looked up at the sky full of disaster clouds. The dazzling lightning rolled and flashed in the disaster cloud. A huge whirlpool was forming, and a vast and magnificent pressure was being released from the whirlpool, firmly covering him.
Lin Chaojian stood up again. He looked calm and resolute, and his muscles were knotted together, like the roots of an old tree.
Even if he knows that he is going to die, he will fight to the end, instead of cowardly choosing to close his eyes and wait for death!
Because he is a strong man, a proud strong man!
Boom!
The seventy-third thunder finally struck down from the huge whirlpool.
A dark red light shone sharply in the air. Li Peicheng finally shot, and he killed the heroes again.
Where the gun passed, the limbs and arms were broken, flesh and blood flew, and screams were everywhere.
But the bloody rain, the chaotic limbs, and the sad screams have aroused the most primitive and ferocious side of killing in the depths of everyone's soul. Everyone's eyes are red and their minds are full of killing. Everyone is now in a state of selfless madness.
Perhaps only in this way can they completely forget the strong oppression and terrible fear brought to them by Li Peicheng.
Only dozens of people fought fiercely, but the killing filled the whole world. It reminded people that thousands of troops and horses were fighting fiercely, with blood flowing into rivers, heads into mountains, and corpses everywhere!
It has become a slaughterhouse and an 18-story hell!