latent syndrome.

Chapter 521 520. Burning
Nothing fancy.

Wuming stretched out his big hand, spread his fist and claws, and directly inserted into Dali Miracle's neck, all five fingers sank into the flesh and blood.

The lights are confused, and the two cars pass one after another, dancing girls.

The adrenaline is about to explode from the scalp.

"die!"

Anonymous shouted, stronger and purer than solar flare eruptions and supernova explosions, and absolutely terrifying spiritual power poured into it.

clap clap clap...

The sound in Dali Miracle's body was like a steamroller running over millions of tons of plastic bubble wrap, with continuous dull bangs, bleeding profusely in his body.

The break between the necks was like a dam bursting, and the amount of bleeding was many times greater than his tall body, and it had reached a heinous and frightening level, enough to fill the sea.

"die!"

Following Wuming's yell again, the bones of Dali Miracle's whole body were shattered, from the dark energy of the spine to the limbs, all turned into powder, the internal organs were already a piece of paste, and the whole person was lying on the motorcycle like a puddle of mud.

"Are you dead?"

Jin Jia was shocked, Anonymous is so powerful that it has never been seen before, even this kind of character can be said in seconds?
The Nameless Man pulled out his hand, intending to grab the miracle of Dali, put it into the fuel tank and strangle it into the purest fuel.

But this guy.

Still not dead.

Vigorously worked a miracle.

Only relying on willpower to support his muddy body, he straightened up in an unbelievably twisted posture even though he didn't have a crooked spine.

Now not only is his head gone, but there is nothing left, only a layer of skin wrapped in paste.

however.

Vigorously worked a miracle.

The paste inside was throbbing and writhing, and could still fucking talk.

"I'll blow you up!"

Dali Miracle roared.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, it has already passed this giant super-large carnival nightclub and passed the edge of the city, as if it has reached the critical point of this world.

All the surrounding scenes also began to slowly distort, and every speeder began to expand and burst again. Many people who couldn't stand it had killed themselves and burned to death in freedom.

And Dali Miracle couldn't be killed at all, he also entered the state of madness and took out his trump card, and finally took out the winning props from the portable space.

The soul has the magical effect of being processed into various tools, and of course it also contains consumables.

Potion masters, alchemists, countless, and the most powerful consumables in legends, can even make a lethargic nerd who blasphemes himself every night against cartoon characters become the master in an instant.

The nameless gasped, this guy is too fucking perverted, he is not dead at this level.

Dali miraculously poured the pills and elixir taken out from the portable space into the neck fracture without any money at all, and the paste in his body surged and absorbed quickly.

In an instant, an extremely powerful force erupted, as if every drop of blood had been injected with stimulants, and behind the puddle of mud, a phantom of energy that covered the sky and the sun swelled out, which was incomparably majestic.

The hard-working knights who drove to the front were all startled by this movement, and looked back subconsciously. In his words, this is called the law of heaven and earth, and it can only be displayed by extremely powerful people. The rear troops have already fought to such an extent Is it?
However, the hard-working knight dressed in white clothes wins the snow and banishes the fairy, and never wins with brute force. He only pursues speed, and drives the Zhaoyeyu lion under his seat to soar even faster in the No.1 state.

"I'll blow you up!"

Dali Miracle roared wildly, and the dharma figure that covered the universe endlessly stretched out a big hand, and pressed it down on the nameless man.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Wu Ming only felt that Dali was a miracle, a great medicine in the world, full of pure energy, and taking out the Chaos Knife was no nonsense at all.

Just with sheer overwhelming force.

The pure and thin blade sprayed out by the Chaos Knife directly cut the big hand in half. This level is far from enough, if not for all the terrifying people in the deep world united.

Anonymous doesn't even bat an eyelid.

clack clack...

Following Wuming's swing of the blade, Dali Miracle was completely cut to pieces, and the headless body trembled with endless unwillingness.

Suction force erupted from Wuming's palm, and gathered Dali Miracle's corpse and the dharma image into his palm.

"It's the price for me to buy your heirloom."

"Friendly reminder."

"You guys can't make it to the end at this level."

"There's still a long way to go."

"Give up early."

Anonymous handed over the Miracle of Dali to Jinjia, saying so, his fuel tank had bottomed out by now, and he had to kill a few more people to provide fuel.

Jin Jia smiled wryly.

I thought I had enough fuel to last until the end, because I had never been so far before, and I didn’t know how terrifying the thrusting torrent was. Even if I had enough fuel, my body couldn’t stand it anymore.

Now his two arms are all bones, which is extremely terrifying.

"I'm in the wasteland..."

"I don't know how long I've been here."

"Honestly."

"I have lost all memories of before I came here."

"It's been so long that even all the logs have been weathered."

"I'll never see that day."

Reaching the critical point again, even Jiu Jinjia, whose index was over [-], gradually began to lose his support, his mind was in chaos, and the few memories left were gradually being melted.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

The Nameless also knew how fierce this reverse flow of time and space was, even he couldn't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, and his judgment was disturbed.

Jinjia completely lost the demeanor of the leader of the Illuminati, and his eyes gradually dried up and became hollow.

"I think……"

"To die while I can remember her."

"Keep it for yourself."

"by the way."

"You're such a scum."

"I only have one last request."

"Please let this car go to the end...just once."

"Let the light shine and return to the top."

Jin Jia's gaze suddenly became serious, and his lover's shadow seemed to be reflected in his eyes.

Anonymous didn't know what to say, he was never good at dealing with this kind of atmosphere.

"free!"

Jinjia's locomotive was already hot enough to smoke, and all the parts vibrated violently. He upshifted to the highest intensity, and all the fuel was exhausted at once.

The speed was extremely fast, until he was completely washed into nothingness by the oncoming torrent of time and space.

"BOSS!"

Liche couldn't believe that Jin Jia would do this.

Anonymous can't see at all that this pure psychopath, a complete neurotic freak, actually has a kind of...

Foolish loyalty.

It also used up all its fuel, rushed out, burned completely, and was swallowed up by the infinite years of countercurrent.

"Back to the top..."

Anonymous can't understand these biker gangs, and can't understand the spirit of these self-immolations.

Just as he doesn't understand the return of everything.

He just put this extremely supplementary fuel into the fuel tank and twisted it, and the whole car quickly became like the light of the beginning, flying out of this world, and soaring towards infinite planes one after another.

(End of this chapter)