Campus belle's cultivation master

The middle-aged sergeant was shaking violently, his eyes were staring at the rough sea, and he was terrified: "this... What is this..."

He grew up in a fishing village by the sea. As an adult, he joined the army and became a sea soldier. He always kept company with the sea. But he had never seen such a terrible scene in the first half of his life.

This whirlpool is so huge that it almost covers the whole blockade area, and it brings up layers of waves, surging and surging

It is like a bottomless black hole, like a sudden collapse of the door of time and space, hoping to tear up the whole sky and absorb it.

At the moment, this small patrol boat floating in the sea of Luocha is like a thin willow leaf. It has no resistance. It can only let the waves sweep, break the floats, and keep moving closer to the center of the blockade area.

"No! We're in the blockade! "

"What to do? Only two years have passed, and the radiation has not completely dissipated... "

"The ship's going to sink, we're all going to die! Don't worry about the radiation... "

The cries of the sailors in panic, mixed in the rolling waves, completely submerged. They are trying to keep their balance. Their legs are soft and they are shivering all over. They are looking at the strange and deep black hole in the center of the vortex thousands of meters ahead in despair!

They have no doubt that as long as this patrol boat is involved in the vortex of terror, all people will be torn down and crushed! doomed eternally!

Some people in the splash of the waves, hysterical, issued a miserable howl: "my God! Who will help us

Between negligence, a vast wave of energy, centered on the vortex, rippled like layers. This momentum is so strong that it can't help breaking out "Shua Shua" when it crosses the space.

The sailors on the patrol boat couldn't help looking up in panic, but they could see that the whole sky was shining at the moment, just like the kaleidoscope they had played in childhood.

Where the energy ripples pass, the space seems to solidify. Those huge waves, which are hundreds of meters high, are not constrained by the gravity of the earth, and are strangely solidified in the air.

Even the patrol boat, which had just been overturned, stopped at a dangerous angle of nearly 60 degrees.

The sound of the waves disappeared in all directions, falling into the only silence before. It's like in a movie on the way, someone suddenly pressed the pause button, all of a sudden.

"What... What's going on?" The middle-aged Sergeant stares at the water droplets floating in front of his eyes. He only feels that his hair is exploding in an instant. "Is this a miracle?"

Immediately after that, everyone, including him, suddenly felt that they were not breathing well, as if something was pressing around them, hoping to crush them.

They had to breathe with their mouths wide open. They were paralyzed in embarrassment, and their eyes were filled with horror

"Miracle! It must be a miracle

Gudu, gudu

In the middle of the frozen vortex, it suddenly turned up like boiling, and a water column with a diameter of more than 10 meters rose slowly.

All the people on the boat knelt down and looked over with a kind of worship to the gods, but there was a young man standing on the high water column with his negative hand.

Long clothes like ink, body like Yushu, with a perfect to the extreme of the Oriental face. When his eyes swept over, it was like two sharp daggers, sharp and accurate, and he wanted to pierce people in an instant.

"Is this... Is this the God above?"

The sailors on the ship shivered, curled up and worshiped in front of them, with reverent faces.

The young man who stood high looked at them for a moment and immediately took a step.

All of a sudden, the waves, like escalators, opened a straight and wide passage for him, directly connecting to the suspended patrol boat.

The young man, with his hands on his back, walked slowly. But every step he took, he appeared dozens of meters out of thin air and came to the patrol boat.

He stared at the middle-aged sergeant who was kneeling on the ground and sweating like a waterfall, and asked faintly, "what year is it now?"

The middle-aged sergeant was a little stunned, and then he gave a shivering reply: "20... 2014, August... August 13..."

"Two years, it's been so long..." the young man turned his face slowly and looked up at the sky, with a bleak look on his face. "I don't know... How are all my friends?"

Spring and winter come again, time goes by slowly, everyone will live into history.

At this moment, Lin Yu, standing on the sea of Luocha, looking up at the sky, realized that he had become the dust of history.

All kinds of titles used to be no longer important. In many people's hearts, he is past tense and no longer has any threat.

It's easy to understand. After the nuclear explosion in luochahai, Huaxia Tianjiao disappeared. Even Rand Company of M country removed his name from tianbang. Almost all people are convinced that this invincible strong man who once set off a huge sea of blood with his own strength has been wiped out in the fierce explosion of nuclear weapons.

What's the threat of a dead guy?

Many strong practitioners firmly believe that the barbaric age of linzixuan has passed.

But in fact, his time has just begun

"I should go back." Lin Yu thought silently, "but before leaving, Dongyi still has some things to deal with."

He turned his face, looked at the middle-aged sergeant who had already pissed his pants, and suddenly asked, "Hatoyama Wudai... Isn't he dead yet?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged sergeant was stunned. "You mean... Our commander in chief?"

Not only did he react like this, but the young sailors behind him shivered and felt something bad.

Lin Yu heard the answer in disguise and nodded with satisfaction: "very good."

In a moment, while others were watching him in horror, his figure flashed, turned into streamer and rushed to the northwest.

Before these people on the patrol boat could recover, they could hear the loud "rumble" in their ears. Then, the waves that had been frozen in the air were all captured by gravity, but the strange vortex disappeared.

The sea was no longer as violent as it had just been. The sailors curled up and wagged with the patrol boats.

"Rumor..." a young sailor looked at the middle-aged sergeant and began to tremble. "The rumor is not... True?"

All of a sudden, all of us had a look of horror like seeing a ghost