Chapter 301 Violent Destruction Opens the Way

The urban buildings shrouded in mist are brand new as if they had just been built. As for the style, He Ming and his group don’t even understand Chinese style, so how could they understand the era of Western-style buildings.

It's just that it's definitely not the latest style, it must be some years old.

After the encounter just now, everyone was nervous and excited, tightly surrounding He Ming, hiding behind the old hen like a chick.

He Ming doesn't care, this is only on the earth, he has even seen the original demon, would he care about the ghost of a carbon-based monkey? supernatural events? ghost? demon?

The town is not big, and the buildings are like the buildings in the southern maze, except that there is no paleness, and the furniture and electrical appliances are kept, but there are no people, nothing, only thick fog, and the quiet wind.

"There is a computer. It's an old-fashioned one. I saw it in a broken Internet cafe in the village." In a bedroom, He Longhao, a full-fledged netizen, found an old-fashioned computer, and immediately excitedly pressed it to turn it on, not to mention that the indicator light on the case turned on. from Blu-ray. "No, can it be turned on?"

It was unbelievable that everyone immediately surrounded him. Zhou Qingyun, who had been very scared all the time, put her arms around He Ming and said in surprise: "I really can't believe it, it can be turned on. Husband, is this the demon dungeon you go down every day?"

"It's a bit of a gap." He Ming grabbed a white sheet and thought about burning it with the sun's real fire, which didn't look like the real thing. As for what it was, he didn't know.

"It's turned on, old-fashioned beauty. She's so beautiful." After the computer was turned on, there was a beautiful Western girl on the beach, wearing a bikini, with a hot body.

He Longhao and Situ Haoran suddenly laughed lewdly.

"I'll see if I can access the Internet." He Longhao grabbed the mouse. As soon as the mouse was moved, the mouse immediately turned into a skeleton hand and grasped it tightly, and in the computer, the stunning Western beauty turned into a skeleton woman at a speed visible to the naked eye, and jumped out of the computer, biting He Longhao .

"Ah!" A scarlet light came first and hit the skull, which was cut directly and fell on the desk.

The screams of He Longhao and the girls resounded through the room.

Situ Haoran was even more exaggerated, hugging his wife tightly and screaming.

He Ming smiled wryly to comfort Zhou Qingyun who was about to cry, and said softly, "Please, it's just useless trash. Don't be afraid."

After this scream, something almost alarmed, and He Ming heard a very slight mechanical sound.

Coming out of the bedroom, He Ming saw in the oil painting on the wall of the corridor, a monster with a bull's head and a height of three or four meters walked from the oil painting to reality with thick darkness.

Except for He Ming, everyone immediately huddled behind him and hugged each other. He Shuijian said: "The bull devil, there are many bull devils! There is more than one."

"As expected." He Ming saw that the Tauren was three or four meters high, and was already close to the ceiling, but the ceiling seemed to be a bit higher.

He understood that the life of gods and demons is very immune to hallucinations. Basically, only powerful gods and demons can be immune to the level of gods and demons. And the level of powerful gods and demons can't even use illusions to deceive.

It is impossible that there is a powerful monster on the earth, it is impossible that it is under the control of the Justice League, and it is waiting for oneself and others?

Because logically speaking, it is already an unsolvable thing that can predict the future. Because the "copies" of Citigroup must have existed for many years, and it took less than a month for itself to rise. It has this ability and has to deal with itself. It has already slaughtered itself, who was still a dick, or took away the glasses, or even when there was a heavy rain that day, those stalls closed...

The Minotaur smiled grimly at He Ming and the others, and walked over step by step. It was huge and ferocious, and He Ming's "pig-like teammates" were scared into a ball.

He Ming replied with a contemptuous smile, "Poor reptile. I will give you a chance to live forever."

Stretching out his hand, the real fire of the sun and the scarlet ray fired violently at the same time, smashing everything directly... the minotaur was instantly ashes.

"See, let's go, go straight to the monastery, don't hunt for treasures. These things are illusory things, there is no substance, so there are no treasures."

He Ming grabbed a handful of the ashes of Mars, and realized that they are not entities, but more like the kind of female life.

He Shuijian said that at the end was a monastery with many institutions, and they separated at this place.

A group of people went straight to the Turin Monastery, surrounded by a wall covered with vines, green and strange, giving people an ominous feeling.

Without further ado, He Ming picked up a long diamond stick and slammed it on the wall of the monastery, and said with a smile: "A Jian, take a good look, and don't go in if you encounter weird places. You are supermen, just destroy them from the outside! What? All organs will burp!"

He Shuijian and other supermen stupidly entered the dangerous place directly, leaving He Ming speechless. They were as stupid as those monsters who came to die one by one in the southern maze. Wouldn't it be better to destroy the building directly from the outside?

"Go to work, no one cares about what you do here."

The supermen used their new powerful weapons to tear down the wall, and they were not very happy.

He Ming grumbled at the large main body of the monastery, hundreds of meters high, and said, "That's also demolished." Everyone cheered and jumped on it. It was really enjoyable! After all, everyone has a desire to destroy. I haven't seen children like to throw things very much.

In just five minutes, the monastery on the earth that took five years to pick up collapsed, and was turned into ruins by a group of supermen who put on combat uniforms and hoods and did not let go of the buildings in the dust. There are many institutions:

A large number of steel gear structures; rows of giant axes as huge as a dining table.

Numerous poisoned mechanical crossbow bolts; fierce sulfuric acid spread all over the ground, and ignited a big fire, decaying the surrounding objects, and the irritating gas filled the air, making a "chi chi" sound.

He Ming took a malicious look at Zhou Qingyun's clothes. My dear Xiaoyun's wife was doused with sulfuric acid. She must be fine. The clothes just...

How could Zhou Qingyun not understand that look, and said angrily, "It's disgusting. But you're still smart." It's really weird for a beauty wearing a hood to act like a baby.

He Longhao wielded the ghost-headed sword, slashed at the building, turned around and shouted: "Brother-in-law, I found an underground passage, we can't get in."

"Old rules, we will never go in, just dig around and destroy it." He Ming stepped forward, swung the long diamond stick and smashed it hard. Sure enough, the ruins trembled, and the sound of some machinery being destroyed came from the passage below. . Can't help but sneer, it's really boring.

It can only deal with powerless mortals. My uncle can say at least tens of millions of kilograms in one blow, maybe tens of millions of kilograms. Can you stand it?

Using violent means to destroy the mechanism, He Ming went on first. He already understood that this must be a world constructed by fantasy monsters.

When I was in the world of the dead, I also learned some knowledge on the Internet after having sex, such as the types of monsters. Among them was a fantasy monster that I had seen once.

Give him a lot of wealth and an ancient gold absorber. The latter Prince K paid a huge price and let him monopolize all the property of Prince Fear, just for an ancient gold absorber.

The combat power of fantasy monsters is not strong, it is almost the worst. Combat types of the same level face to face will undoubtedly die.

However, they can make some real things with some false things based on some objects, existing buildings, and even alien spaces.

Mainly let the enemy collapse first through fear, and then clean him up easily.

He Ming quickly understood the opponent's hole cards, and seeing these weak resistances, he didn't even come out to attack like the water ghost army, there was only one possibility, it was very weak.

Of course, compared to mortals on the earth, a legendary life can sweep an army, if it doesn't use high-intensity thermal weapons.

Gradually destroying the underground passage, Superman's workload is astonishing, digging directly in the ground is effortless.

In short, He Mingcai didn't go through the passage, he felt uncomfortable!

After digging to the end of the passage, the big dishes finally came on the stage, and I saw a small square. On a cross steel frame, there was a white angel with a height of three or four meters whose hands and feet were nailed with iron nails. His wings were torn off and blood flowed all over the place.

Maybe it has been too long, the color of the blood has turned dark red, and some places still leave deep marks.

"An angel? A trapped angel? A real angel!" He Longhao said excitedly, and quickly took out a high-end camera from his arms to take a lot of pictures.

Of course, the others took pictures one after another, and there were a lot of pictures just now. And take off the combat hood, and take a beautiful photo of yourself with the angel as the background.

"yeah!"

It's really amazing, how popular it should be when it is posted on the Internet. As for the tragic situation of the angel, who knows how to handle it.

He Ming shrugged and heard He Shuijian mutter, "It's strange, when we got here, there were so many devils in the square, why did they turn into angels?"

After taking off the combat hood, a smile appeared on his face. He Ming suddenly stretched out ten fingers and shot endless scarlet rays, piercing through the whole body of the "angel" cruelly, and blood spattered all over the ground. One of the rays deliberately shot horizontally, cutting the angel and the steel cross behind him from the waist.

"Husband, what are you doing, this is an angel? It seems that we need to save it. How did you kill it?"

Everyone was shocked and inexplicable, He Ming stepped forward, clapped his hands and laughed, "Am I out of date? When did the angel change from a spirit body to a flesh and blood body? And your dark smell is too strong."

Flesh and flesh appeared on the angel that was severed at the waist, and it grew wildly. Amidst the screams of the women, it turned into a strong angel with a height of four or five meters. It was covered in blood, and its wings were also covered in blood.

"Blood Angel!" He Longhao shouted excitedly, "It's definitely the BOSS. Brother-in-law, come on, kill it! We will help you out!"

"Blood Angel" touched the bleeding wounds on his body, including a deep wound on his waist, and said something in English with an angry and greedy expression.

He Ming pursed his lips and said, "I really admire you. Chinese is the lingua franca of the universe, but you don't know it! Well, if that's the case, let's fight."

The Blood Angel roared back, and a long streak of red energy was thrown over by it, plowing deep marks on the ground with a strong linear posture.

"Middle!" He Ming shot a thick scarlet ray, hit it directly, tore apart the blood-red energy and hit the poor blood angel again...

PS: The first update.