Terrible metal storms swept the world, making sharp sounds, loud and roaring, as if a symphony of death was playing.

Although this dense firepower mainly attacked Xiao Qingtian, everyone in the field changed color, their souls and souls trembled, and their livers and gallbladders were both cold.

Because the lethality of such war killing weapons is extremely huge, once they explode, they will inevitably cause accidental injuries. Even if they are separated by a distance of 1,000 meters, they may be harvested by shrapnel.

"Damn it, how dare they open fire at this time? There are still hundreds of thousands of onlookers at the scene who haven't left. Are they going to surround everyone and kill them?"

"It's all the blame for the pope. If it weren't for brainwashing by his chanting, we would have left here long ago."

"It has nothing to do with the Pope, it mainly blames the young demon king, he is the culprit."

"Escape quickly, Hallelujah, God bless!"

...

Countless people cursed loudly and ran away.

Although this is just a small attack that is just a simple attack, targeting Xiao Qingtian alone, there is no possibility of a large carpet-like cover behind it. There are thousands of tanks, tens of thousands of artillery, a long rocket launcher, a missile launcher, and other war killing weapons, which are dazzling and terrifying.

At this time, in the air, Xiao Qingtian was locked by a dense metal storm, becoming the target target, and fell into a passive position.

"What to do? What to do?" Long Xiaoyun shouted anxiously, clenched his hands into small fists, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

"I have a good idea, it's definitely good." Liang Fei said suddenly. Before anyone could ask him, he shouted loudly and said, "Gen. Xiao, you hide in the dense Western crowd. I don't believe they dare to kill their own people."

As soon as he said this, the audience suddenly cursed one after another. The crowds of Western people were scared, fearing that Xiao Qingtian would hide among them and lure the artillery fire.

Long Xiaoyun looked at him with a glance, his eyes wide open, and he swung around, but said nothing.

"I think it's feasible." Sima Xuankong nodded and said seriously.

A small person is not a gentleman, and a non-toxic person is not a husband.

If the Western Legion loses, we will lose more than them.

Bang!

He used a meteor to fall to the ground and pulled out many phantoms. In an instant, Xiao Qingtian stepped on the ground with his feet, and the hard cement ground was stepped on two big pits.

Thirty years ago, the old general killed the dark world in the West and was frightened by the ghosts and monsters, and they did not dare to cross the Middle-earth border.

Thirty years later, the veteran general has not yet grown up and has made a comeback. He fought again and killed the old patriarch of the Golden Family. He was invincible and was famous after a battle.

"It's enough to release a young demon king, and now another old war god has emerged. Is the Eastern Power going against the will of heaven?"

Countless countries are envious, jealous and hateful, and are in a very uneasy mood.

The old general's eyes were deep, as deep as a sea of ​​abyss. Looking at the starting point of the artillery fire, his robe sounded, and the murderous aura surged in his body.

"Mad, what are the old guys doing? Are you really going to harm us?"

"Damn old man, it's so bad. Use us as a shield."

"It's not a shield, it's a bullet-proof card!"

...

The Westerners were so scared that their faces were pale and cursed again.

Then, in everyone's eyes, whether surprised or frightened, Xiao Qingtian's figure moved, but instead of rushing towards the Western crowd, he deliberately avoided the Western crowd and rushed towards the position of the United Legion in the face of the fire of the Liantian cannon.

"The veteran general...?"

"He wants…?"

"The veteran general is still too kind to bear to hurt innocent people."

"Ro kind? It doesn't necessarily mean it depends on his posture. He wants to defeat the entire Union Legion alone!"

...

Boom, boom...

The shells fell to the ground and exploded near Xiao Qingtian, shaking the earth and the soil flew, but it could not stop him.

His speed was very fast, breaking through the speed of sound, bringing out a long white wave of air, like plowing the ground, wherever he passed, a large crack of up to ten feet wide and six or seven feet deep appeared on the ground.

A distance of several kilometers and a supersonic speed can only be reached in just over ten seconds.

Once Xiao Qingtian rushed into the joint legion position, it would be that the wolf would enter the flock of sheep and unilaterally slaughter.

Bang, bang, bang...

More tanks, more cannons, more rocket launchers, and other war killing weapons spit out their tongues of flames and launched a despicable attack, a carpet-like bombing.

The blood and cruelty of modern warfare are fully reflected at this moment.

"My Golden Family bounty is 10 billion US dollars, killing the old war god of China."

"The three disciples of the young devil king will be rewarded with a reward of 500 million US dollars per person."

"The three people from Longwei, each of them costs 100 million US dollars."

At this time, in the joint combat command room, a call from the Golden Family came over and said this coldly.

Suddenly, the commanders of Western countries were excited.

If you kill someone, you can make money, so why not do it?

"Where is that young demon king? How much does it cost to kill him, your Golden Family?"

The commanders of the countries asked almost in unison, their eyes shining like money-loving.

After pondering for a moment, a cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "Five hundred billion US dollars."

Suddenly, the commanders of the countries took a breath.

It's too sensational to have a life of 50 billion US dollars.

Many organizations around the world have also offered rewards to the young devil, but not so many.

It is evident that the golden family has a wealth of more than 60 billion US dollars at a glance!

It is rumored that the wealth of this family is in units of trillions of dollars, which is as great as scary as the country.

At this time, Xiao Qingtian's pace slowed down under the storm of firepower on the front line.

He was full of long hair and blood-stained all over his clothes, and was suddenly injured.

After thirty years of retreat, he did not have a comprehensive understanding of the great weapons of war in this world, and he underestimated it.

A rocket shell may not be anything, but dozens of them are fired together, and the destructive power will increase in geometric multiples.

Moreover, he had just experienced a big battle, and his energy was exhausted and he was no longer in his peak state.

Boom!

Suddenly, a violent explosion like a continuous cannon was heard, the sky collapsed and the earth was shattered, the sea of ​​fire was surging, and the earth within a radius of 100 meters was instantly turned toward the sky, and even a mushroom cloud rose in the void.

Xiao Qingtian couldn't dodge and was swallowed by the sea of ​​fire.

This is a chain of ground bud formations, buried with 800 anti-tank ground buds, all of which exploded, with a powerful enough power to shock the earth, almost the destructive power of a micro-nuclear weapon.

"Eight hundred anti-tank ground buds, even the earth immortals have to lose their skin. I don't believe that the old war god in China can survive."

At the small Aurora State, a commander carrying a star on his shoulders held a telescope in his hand, looked into the fire-sea formation, muttering to himself, his eyes showing the light of killing.

"General Carson, you did a great job and gave me the Aurora Little Country."

Soon, General Ballman, the commander of the three armies, came over and praised him.

"Hahaha, it's the ground bud formation of my Aurora Little Country. Xiao Qingtian's death belongs to my Aurora Little Country. One hundred billion US dollars, tsk tsk."

In the joint combat command room, General Bowerman's face was red and laughed with excitement.

The joint combat command room is not on the front line, but is located on an aircraft carrier of the Great Empire aircraft carrier battle group. It is docked in the Mediterranean Sea and hundreds of kilometers away from Fancheng. It is safe enough to not worry about being taken over.

Generals from Western countries bared their teeth and felt envious and jealous.

One hundred billion US dollars, such a huge fortune, enough to build several aircraft carriers.

"General Bowerman, you are too happy too early. I may have to accept the 10 billion US dollars of the Golden Family." General Wilson, who was lying on the sofa seat and was still smoking a cigar, suddenly smiled and said with a slutty smile.

Hearing the sound, the generals hurriedly looked at the big screen and saw a very shocking picture.

A tall figure was walking out of the vast sea of ​​fire caused by the ground bud array, covering the whole body with a layer of dazzling divine light, like a demon god.

"He is..."

The moment I saw this figure, countless people's pupils shrank and were shocked.

"It's the old war god in China, he is not dead."

"Oh my god, is he still a human? Is his body iron-clad?"

"Even if the iron body is made of iron, it should turn into iron."

...

General Carson, the commander of the Aurora Little Country on the front, shivered his hands and his telescope fell to the ground.

Xiao Qingtian looked up and glared at the front. Two cold lightnings burst out in his pupils, which was the essence of murderous intent.

puff!
To be continued...