The setting sun in the long river panted for a long time and I couldn't get out of the psychological shadow formed by the explosion scene just now. The handsome old man's face was extremely distorted: "If I die suddenly, when you bury me, remember to let Lao Wang engrave a few anti-poems on the tombstone. I'm really fucking, I won't get rid of my hatred in my heart!"

Li Cang thought for a while: "The base should have at least a few coordinates of the diocese he wants, I guess."

"Then you can't say that if you want to say that..."

"I was thinking before that the three major battle groups were so important and so grand, so why didn't I come forward? I only sent a few sub-groups to come over. It turned out that it was on your side. Amelika Confederacy had ideas about your abilities?" Li Cang fired a few times to get rid of the entanglement of the weird claws. "Didn't he say that he wanted to do a mission in a parish in his country? Why were they suddenly targeted by them?"

"I don't know this, but these guys really have something to do. Not only can they come to the door directly, but I threw the suppression group into the void space and squatted for more than four months. But when they came out, they were completely unscathed!"

"Suppression group?"

"Although I can't beat them, I may not be afraid of them!"

"Is that one?"

"Yes, this group and the sub-group are different. The suppression group mainly targets suppression and has a strong combat power. Instead, expelling and exile have no other skills except one-hand force field. Oh, what is difficult for you is the force field? The nicknames they gave you on the forum are not very elegant, hahahaha!"

No matter who gets the title of the extremely oppressive God of War, it is impossible to be happy.

But to be honest, although today's scene is lively and useless, we persuade them to fight, but they always feel that they are still a little bit of meaning and lack something, and their thoughts are not clear enough.

The setting sun in the long river laughed enough, and smacked his lips without any slightest taste: "Isn't that great priest always thinking about having an intimate exchange with you boy? Why didn't there be any movement in such a big deal today? I've lost face too much. I can't come for nothing. I have to bring some sacrifices back, right?"

"That kind of people's entrepreneur probably broke away from the low-level interest as early as I did, and was no longer interested in the carbon-based organisms that could be seen everywhere."

"?"

Li Cang tapped the big wand gently, and Dog Kun split into two in an instant. Dog eggs carried the long river, setting sun and sky and fell into the corpse group. Big Kun Kun carried Li Cang to turn his head and ride his face to suppress the battle group: "It's a guest from afar, you should rest first. These things are provoking me repeatedly and repeatedly, which means they deserve to be beaten. If I beat him up, it will be fulfilling its wish. Everyone is happy."

This time, the three battle groups came not only a fleet of dozens of aerospace motherships, but also according to the meaning of the long river setting sun, the three battle groups were different from those outside that were painted by cats and tigers. They were headed by suppressing the battle groups and had considerable combat power. However, Li Cang always felt a sense of déjà vu. It was said that repeated labor would directly lead to aesthetic fatigue, but he liked the three melons that others brought to his door, otherwise he was actually willing to refuse.

As usual, more than one version of the battle group beast with full panel attributes was strengthened and it was like a crazy pour. But even if it was full, Li Cang was not Li Cang, who had been banned from the same origin channel by the storm before. After several melees, the concentration of the three-phase power on the battlefield had already exploded. He could compete with the broken force field of the three battle groups with his own strength. Now it is not certain where the life energy of the battle group beast will be recovered after the death of the battle group beast. The unjust species repeat the same mistakes. We capitalists are all engaged in sustainable development.

To say that the three major battle groups are really reckless, and they are so arrogant that they are incredible.

As soon as the sunset in the long river appeared, they were fucked by their way, which was almost equivalent to Li Cang during the period of tantrums. Normal people probably thought they had long since their hearts rolled up and ran away, but they might even show some eagerness to try for Li Cang.

At this time, the size of all the beasts that appeared on the field was not significantly different from those seen by Li Cang before, but there were some extras in the beast tide with bright red bones and horns on their heads that looked like crowns.

During the pouring process, they tried to tear apart the floating force field, and then one of them successfully climbed up the back of the big Kunkun. The huge creature nearly ten meters long rushed over with lightning. When the top-top battle group beast was about to rush to Li Cang, a scent of blood suddenly burst out from the neck. The entire cervical vertebra, along with the spine and ribs, was hooked out by a large magic wand. The headless corpse didn't even have time to dirty the dog Kun's smooth and shining back, and was swept away.

Li Cang, a servant of fate, has always been deeply disgusted with this ordinary and unique standard. He has been prayed for once that the value of sacrifice and material is lower than that of the original embryo. It is useless. It is too disgusting. It is still the same sentence. First of all, I can't get over his abilities in terms of energy and spirit. It's still using traditional servants of fate. The old king of the National People's Congress knows how to play with insects and women. The three battle groups of Amelika, what about the aesthetics? What about the pattern?

but...

The actual situation may be a bit embarrassing. The three battle groups received the order to protect the 93rd residential area. These battle groups were not prepared for Li Cang at all. In fact, when they saw the other party suddenly withdraw and return, the three battle groups were actually quite puzzled. Damn it, isn’t this guy only money in his eyes? Isn’t it true that the world’s flower planting is as close as a family?

"A ideology may be possible, but one person cannot save the world!"

"The offline world is not your private stage!"

"So, die!"

Boom boom boom boom ~

The one who fired the gun was not the main gun on the upper deck of the three major battle groups, but the decorations similar to the impact angle at the lower end of the bow.

Three rounds of light like a scorching sun drooped like a meteor, hitting Da Kunkun's head and front part of his body one after another. Da Kunkun was bombarded with a staggering angle of 45 degrees and tilting downward. Three rays of light rubbed a brilliant force field energy on Da Kunkun's body surface. The energy surged and then slipped away directly. Like a stone entering the water, it caused layers of ripples in the soft soil layer on the ground. The ripples gradually gathered, and finally there were only three bowl-shaped pits left in front of everyone.

The big Kunkun whale song is distant and ethereal: "Um~"
Chapter completed!