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Chapter 346 Your Ancestors! (Must Read)
"boom--!"

Suddenly, a deafening explosion was heard from the direction of the East China Sea, and the entire sea area was instantly flooded with bronze blood light.

The four terrifying beings, Olde, Saint Sophia, Aston and Hawking, who originally wanted to snatch Li Ming's corpse, could not help but look towards the direction of the mainland in horror.

Hundreds of S-level experts from the four major organizations suddenly felt as if their hearts were being grasped by a giant hand.

That was not energy suppression, but the trembling of facing five thousand years of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Fuck your ancestors!"

A thunderous roar came before the figure, and a long black iron stick with a blood-red dragon pattern fell from the sky, directly smashing Hawking's bright steps into pieces of gold.

Wu Ba came bare-chested on the waves, with seventeen scars on his bronze body wriggling like a living thing: "Olde, you mean old dog! Saint Sophia, you long-haired bird! And the skeleton playing with the corpse over there and the fake sun—"

He spat a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood into the sea: "I'm going to make this clear today!"

The long black iron stick hit the reef heavily, and the entire island reef sank three meters.

As if responding to his roar, a sandstorm suddenly rose up on the western sea. Shi Potian stepped on the Yellow Dragon and broke through the waves, his white hair dancing like an angry lion: "In the tragedy thirty years ago, you killed thirty thousand of my people--" He tore open his breastplate, revealing a dark bullet hole at the heart: "Today, this blood debt should be paid with your life!"

"Qiang!"

Zhong Lieyang turned into a golden meteor and crashed into the battlefield. The golden wheel of the scorching sun in his hand directly split open the void domain of Olde.

The eyes of this usually gentle city lord were red at this moment: "City Lord Ye, he, the power of space?! Olde, how dare you..."

He swung out the Nine-Ring Golden Knife fiercely, and Hawking's Holy Flame was split apart by the knife's light. He slashed at Olde in the distance with the knife: "-- How dare you beat him into pieces!"

The most shocked was Han Wuhen.

The taciturn old city lord crashed directly into Aston's undead battleship, and the black wings spread out behind him suddenly burst into millions of bone spurs.

When the green flames burned half of his body, he actually grinned at the leader of the Skull and Bones Society, Aston: "Back then, I was hit by 18 incendiary bombs on the battlefield and didn't die--" He tore open his abdominal cavity, revealing his organs replaced with Great Wall bricks: "Just relying on your pile of rotten bones?"

The S-level experts from the four major organizations retreated collectively.

They were not afraid of power, but were shocked by something more terrifying - these four humans, covered in wounds, were half a level lower than the leaders of the four major organizations, but their eyes were burning with a madness that would even scare gods.

"Wu Ba, you lunatic!" The space crack in Olde suddenly twisted: "Do you really think I dare not massacre you Great Wall?"

"Come on!" Wu Ba swept away three bronze coffins with a stick and stepped on Hawking's holy flag of light: "Decades ago, you four major organizations joined forces but failed to defeat us. Now I'll give you a chance--"

He suddenly ripped open his trousers, revealing a ferocious tiger head tattoo on his abdomen: "Ha - hit me here! If you can't kill me, I will chop you into pieces tonight and feed you to the turtles!"

Shi Potian took the opportunity to manipulate the sandstorm to sweep away Ye Yusheng's body. The iron-blooded old man held his broken head and trembled all over: "Xiao Ye, you said you would guard the bay for me back then..."

He suddenly raised his head and roared, tears and nosebleeds flowing wildly, "——Belong to the Great Wall! Line up for me!"

"Formation!!!"

The twelve top S-class warriors who followed over roared on the island reef!

Li Wenjian also slowly stood up and joined the formation.

The four city lords bit their tongues at the same time, and the blood mist condensed into a blood-red shadow of the Great Wall in the air.

At this moment, something strange happened - Li Ming's floating corpse suddenly turned to the east, and a dark golden light appeared at the position of his heart.

The energy debris that were fought over by the four major organizations actually began to flow towards the shadow of the Great Wall!

"Damn it!" Wu Ba suddenly laughed wildly, pointing his black iron staff at the four stunned leaders: "Did you see that? He's our offspring! He knows how to crawl home even when he dies!"

Saint Sophia's wings became disordered for the first time: "It's impossible that the Light Punishment Seal is rejecting my control" "Reject your mother!" Wu Ba smashed a stick ten meters in front of her, and the waves he raised directly extinguished the twelve sacred flames of the wings: "This is my man! I want to see him alive or dead-"

He turned around and yelled at Shi Potian: "Old Shitou! Cover Li Ming's flag!"

A tattered black flag and a complete new red flag were suddenly unfurled. Shi Potian covered Li Ming with them one by one with shaking hands: "Child, let's go home."

The faces of the four leaders changed, and their energy went out of control at the same time, trying to stop something!
But it was too late—

The blood-red shadow of the Great Wall suddenly shrank, wrapping up Li Ming's body and disappearing into the sky.

"Chase!" Hawking's chariot of light was about to start!

However, suddenly the positioning lasers of eighteen missiles suddenly locked onto the entire field.

Wu Ba chewed the bloody betel nut and grinned: "Try it? I have more than a billion mad dogs behind me--" He patted the wine bottle in the shape of a nuclear button on his waist: "- and 5,000 missiles."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire sea area fell into dead silence. Everyone's face changed suddenly, and they all felt that hundreds and thousands of missiles were locking onto this sea area.

“Missiles?” Alder suddenly sneered, and the void cracks behind him intertwined into a star map: “Do you think you are the only ones who have the truth?”

He raised his hand and tore open the space crack, revealing the densely packed intercontinental missile silos behind him: "I have six thousand 'Doomsday Pendulums' ready to clean up the ground at any time."

Saint Sophia's wings sprinkled light dust, projecting a real-time picture of the North American Air Defense Command in the air - more than 67 nuclear warheads were being preheated: "The Angel Club controls % of North American launch keys."

She tapped her fingertips, and the screen switched to a large coastal city: "How about a bet? Is your interception system faster, or our saturation strike faster?"

Aston's skeleton hand stroked the bronze coffin, and suddenly hundreds of bloody corpses rose from the coffin - they were all clones of the leaders of various countries.

He said calmly: "The country? It's just our puppet."

The corpses suddenly spoke in unison, making a creepy harmony: "They are just our captive watchdogs."

Hawking's chariot of light crushed the last bit of hesitation: "This civilization should have been wiped out sixty years ago."

The tiny star on his scepter suddenly split into twelve. "Now, clear the field."

The S-level experts from the four major organizations suddenly attacked at the same time!
The Angel Corps deployed the Holy Light Matrix, and the twelve Spears of Judgment locked onto Wu Ba!

The Undead Fleet spewed out poisonous acid rain, corroding the Great Wall's phantom into pieces!
The Knights of Light turned into a storm of light particles, instantly vaporizing Shi Potian's three sandstorm yellow dragons!
The Masonic space sorcerers formed seals collectively, and the entire sea area was folded into a Klein bottle!
"Fuck! Are you serious?!" Wu Ba swept away three holy light bullets with one stick, and his left shoulder was corroded by the undead venom, "Old Zhong! Take the children and retreat!"

Zhong Lieyang's Golden Crow armor had been blown to pieces, but he still protected Zhao Zinan tightly: "Head to Bohai Sea! The Third Fleet has already..."

"puff!"

Han Wuhen's dark wings were suddenly cut off by the space blade. The old city lord stumbled into the sea, still holding Ye Yusheng's head in his arms: "The war in the north was much worse than this."

The worst was Shi Potian.

The old city lord who controlled the sand and stone was pierced through the chest by Hawking's spear of light, but he still used his last supernatural power to condense a sand wall with Chinese characters -

"Although there are thousands of people, I am going!"

When the sand wall collapsed, his finger, which had turned into a bloody mist, was still pointing to the east.

"Formation!!!"

Li Wenjian didn't care if his body was overdrawn or if he could get out alive. He suddenly roared and rushed towards Olde. The incomplete sword energy tore a crack in the space field.

His final blow, which cost him his life, actually bought Wu Ba 0.3 seconds of space!
“Now!” Wu Ba’s eyes spurted blood, and he plunged the long black iron stick into the seabed fiercely.

(End of this chapter)