“Hang!”

Another shot came of Joe.

In the black robe, there was another explosion.

"The Bang"

"The Bang"

"The Bang"

Another round of bullets came.

The black robe made the hand grab and grab the bullet in his hand.

He realized that the bullet was transparent.

This is not a physical bullet.

It is a false bullet.

These bullets are made up of gas.

The gas?

“It’s hydrogen!”

Hydrogen is ignited in the event of fire.

It can explode in an instant.

He took advantage of his attack.

By his means of attack, he came back to attack him.

The black robe made the head look down at the rotten parts of the place on his body.

He was so embarrassed by a small role that as long as he was serious, even the qualifications that did not make him serious.

"Study the magic, go all over the world are not afraid."

The snow pulled out a high-pressure water gun and made it up against the black robe.

When the liquid came out of the high-pressure water gun, its strong smell had already let everyone who was close to know what it was.

Gasoline.

The black robe God quickly gathered the flame in his hand.

And they also ripped off their clothes that were still burning Mars.

However.

I don't know who it is.

Throw a burning ball over to him.

"In order to deal with you, we have prepared a lot of programs, and enjoy it slowly."

The snow looked at the black robes that instantly burned into a flame, and the face showed a relaxed and playful smile.

Their strength is much worse than that of the black robes.

But they are more numerous.

They are all elite.

Elites are not all brute force.

It depends on the brain.

The elite of the brain is the real good elite.

Think hard and face a powerful enemy.

Not enough resources, resources to get together.

I have hydrogen bombs, I have gasoline, I have... there are many, many.

See the trick.

If you use fire, I will naturally use these to help you with the help of your own fruit.

If you use water, I will dirty your water, use electricity again, let you greasy, a breath of comfort to the end.

If you use lightning, then you will put the lightning rod all over your body, so that you can play with your own lightning red dust, and play with it.

Her smile was there.

The fire, one mouth, all swallowed into the stomach.

The mouth, chewing the flame bubble gum, ate all the flames into it.

On his body, the wounds caused by the hydrogen explosion, all disappeared after the flames burned.

His body is full of light, honest, and unobtdensed.

The skin is smooth and tender, just like a newborn baby.

“Reborn?”

Joe's eyebrows, wrinkled heavily.

He looked heavy and stared at the black robe, trying to feel what had changed from his completely different momentum than before.

In his opinion.

The black robes were not really ate the fire.

He had baby-like skin on him.

More like in the fire, Nirvana is reborn.

“Have you ever heard of the eye?”

The black robe made it... no, there was no black robe on him.

him.

The Lord of the Temple of the Yinluo.

If you can, you can call him crazy.

Catch him on the charge of obstruction of the weather... as long as it is possible if the conditions of strength permit.

And the Lord of the Temple of Yinluo opened his third eye on his clean forehead.

With that eye opening.

A golden pillar of light shot out.

This pillar of light, like the sun, comes in an instant.

“Snow!”

Joe’s eyes glared.

Because he saw that the pillar of light, shot on the body of the snow, penetrated her body.

And her body, under the same pillar of light, slowly appeared a hole visible to the naked eye.

From the position near her edge, you can see clearly.

The hole, through, was her heart.

"Star Chi, me, me, am I, am I going to die."

The snow coughed, the blood followed no money, the mouth shouted a pack of plasma, suddenly bitten the general, uncontrolled, and immediately sprayed out.

The blood is red.

Sprinkle on the ground.

Then another flower bloomed.

“The bastard!”

Joe Xing wanted to rush through the snow, and wanted to use his body to block the pillar of light that came out of the eyes of the Lord of the Temple of the Yin Luo Temple for the snow.

"Don't be impulsive, you can only die now!"

Special combat teammate Axiang pulled Joe Xingchi and did not let him impulsive again.

The female comrade was wounded and was still a fatal injury.

Ai is also sad.

Perhaps it is because he and the snow, there is no such thing as Jo Xingchi and her, there is so deep fetters, or even the feelings beyond the comrades.

Be able to look at it rationally.

He does not know the power of the eye.

But he is not blind.

Seen from the eyes.

They can already see here that the heart of the snow has broken a big hole in the mouth of the bowl.

Unless there is a fairy to rescue, immediately give her a heart change.

Otherwise, it is powerless to return.

Such a powerful force.

If Joe Xingchi is still vain to send his death and take the initiative to weaken their fighting power, then the remaining people, without the commander of the captain, how to deal with such perverted power of the hall of the temple.

“Ah...”

“The monster!”

“Astrology is an alien!”

From the outside of the mental hospital, there was a cry from the SWI.

They are prepared for the soul.

But they are not mentally prepared for alienity.

The hall has studied many areas.

Including the computer, to "day" killing.

There are also "bacteria", which transforms people into half-soul corpses.

In the same way, they can transform animals into half-soul corpses, and even combine certain animals to create a powerful new species that is extremely powerful.

“Is it Kirin?”

Hawkeye is a special special team observer.

His special ability is to put his vision into the sky through the way of the element of force, so as to make a coordinated observation of the distance and the entire battlefield, and report the situation you see in a timely manner.

Where did the dragons come from?Not four, not like four!”

A Xiang looked at the body of two special police officers in the paws in front of him, and there was a monster with a human leg in his mouth, and he wanted to open the heavy machine gun in his hand, but he was afraid of injuring his comrades in his paw.

Whether they belong to the special police or special forces.

As long as they cooperate with the action, the goals are the same, they are all comrades-in-arms.

Friends, can not shoot the gun, aimed at the comrades.

“They are dead, shooting, no more shooting, there will be more comrades-in-arms to sacrifice!”

Joe Xingchi's eyes looked over, his eyes, red, his body trembling, his voice roaring, as if crying.