MTL - Forty Millenniums of Cultivation-~ The enemy of Tekken (26) Hell

Lv Qingchen’s words, coupled with his half-mysterious, ugly child in half of the thief’s eyes, is more like a demon than a demon.

Gus took a half step back and carefully observed the weapons that the devil had.

I have to say that he has never seen such a strange thing.

You must know that even if the boxing temple is regarded as a taboo mechanical and steam weapon, the principle is quite simple and clear, and you can see it at a glance.

For example, even if the structure is more delicate, the gears, ratchets and transmission structure inside are complicated. As long as detailed dismantling and research are carried out, normal people can understand that it is nothing but force deformation, accumulation and conduction.

But these demons have different weapons.

Gus did not see half of the gears on these weapons, nor did he see half of the pipeline, even the most critical steam **** and pressurized warehouses.

This is by no means a "mechanical demon" and "steam magic" style, but a force that is more advanced, stronger, and more evil than the power of machinery and steam.

Reminiscent of the beginning, Lu Xiaochen said that he is not a steam magic.

So, what exactly is it from the first few layers of hell?

Gus was deeply chilled.

This is the end of the matter, no matter where the other party is sacred, it is impossible to turn back.

Looking at the elder sister who was lying next to him, the teenager bit his tongue and let himself be sober and calm. He gasped and said: "But I will not use the weapon of the devil."

"It doesn't matter, I have downloaded a foolish tutorial, write it now in your soul, come."

Lv Qingchen smiled and greeted the young man, and stretched out a thin, long finger, and suddenly poked into Gus's eyebrows.

Gus did not have time to dodge, and felt a pain in his eyebrows.

His eyes are round and the real world in front of him suddenly bursts. He seems to fall into the abyss again. No, it is **** under the abyss. It is surrounded by shards of light and shadow, accompanied by bursts of ghosts, wolverines and screams. The reorganization has become a brand new world.

"This is where?"

Gus was confused and looked around.

This is a gray steel building, and the empty dome echoes with a deafening noise, like uninterrupted thunder.

In front of him is a narrow and straight passage, with a target at the end of the passage. Gus can only use bows and arrows because of his weak body. He is very familiar with the structure and decoration of the archery field. It is like an upgraded version. Large archery range.

However, it is not the bow and arrow that is placed in front of him, but the chilling, devil's weapon.

"10345, still grinding and doing something there, can you not even lift your mother's gun?"

There was a thunder in the ear of Ges, which scared his neck and slammed. When he looked back, he saw the gorilla as a thundering instructor.

Wait, what is the "instructor"? Why do you see that this brave man wearing a strange camouflage suit knows that he is an "instructor", and then wait, what is the "camouflage suit"?

Gus discovered that with these two new concepts emerging in his mind, more unfamiliar information flooded into his brain.

This is a shooting range. This is the "Thunder-3" anti-equipment assault rifle standard on the Federal Orbital Commando. It uses a special 5.5mm caliber ice-fire compression bomb. Each bullet contains an ice system and an inflammation. The array of symbols, the moment of hitting the target, firstly reduces the temperature around the target to minus Baidu in an instant, and then uses the magma-like heat to burn. In this way, the molecular structure of the target is broken, and the effect of the anti-equipment is achieved. The light tanks and armored personnel carriers of the human empire and the covenant alliance, etc., etc., what is all this!

Gus found that as more and more inexplicable information poured into his mind, he was uncontrollable and raised the "Thunder-3" anti-equipment assault rifle in front of him.

Then, "哒哒哒哒", he fired at the target in the distance.

The ice fire assault screamed out, and the strong recoil made his shoulder hurt, but as the pain swelled through the body, the familiar familiarity was transmitted from the fingertips to the shoulders and from the shoulders to the eyes.

Hands, shoulders, eyes, and fit, the ballistics are stable and precise, with no half bullets off the target.

It’s strange that the youngster is the first to contact the “Thunder-3” assault rifle, but it seems to be sleeping from the birth of this weapon, familiar with it is better than familiar with his own.

boom!

Booming!

In the depths of Gus's pupil, there are two groups. No, there are countless groups of fireballs mixed with frost.

Demon weapons, horrible.

The teenager is excited and excited.

But in the next second, the shooting range around him was shattered again, and his soul fell into deeper **** and fell to a muddy and **** battlefield.

"Up, the elites of the empire -"

Gus heard a more ferocious roar than the gorilla instructor just now, "kill these federal people!"

Looking back, Gus saw a black Samsung lightning battle flag burning in the gale.

He found that he was holding the "Thunder-3" assault rifle in the hands of the Stars Federation.

However, it became the triple-packed heavy-body Vulcan cannon of the "Black Tide Corps" of the elite human elite.

Similarly, when the finger touches the black-stained killing artifact, the parameters of the weapon, the method of use, and even some smudged use pictures are all branded on the soul of Gus.

Guss, the expression gradually became the same as that of the surrounding cultivators.

He stared at the Vulcan gun and aimed at a slow-moving federal armored vehicle. He shot three full chains and directly bombed the armored vehicle.

At the moment when the armored car was on the sky, the picture changed.

That's right, this time Gus became a soldier of the Covenant League, carrying a "Shen-Shen-7" rocket to launch a nest against the federal and empire coalition forces.

This time there was no gorilla instructor or a commander in the face.

The battle of the sacred people has always been quiet.

Just like a real machine, unless it fails, it will harvest life without a hit.

In the quiet harvest, Gus also quickly mastered the use of the "Shen-Shen-7" rocket launching nest and became a master.

Then, a group of fireballs blasted in front of them, and all the illusions were blown apart. Gus was surrounded by thousands of burning butterflies and returned to the real world, the cliffs of the mountain wind and anger.

"Calling! Huh! Huh!"

The teenager is shuddering and sweating, not himself.

He spent a long time in the illusion of hell, but from the torch that is slowly approaching in the fog, time is only a moment.

When you look at the three weapons in front of you, the teenager who looks like a waste has changed his eyes.

It’s like, looking at the lovers of the past is so familiar and eager.