On the long street, Goniz was suspended in the hurricane, and all the incoming bullets collapsed in an instant, leaving messy bullet holes in the surrounding walls. ◢щЩш.suimEnG.1a

His eyes glowed with blue light, but he was silent, but the invisible pressure caused the young man on the opposite side to retreat.

The remaining power of the dominant level is not something he can contend against.

But the young man's face was still full of smiles, and the scene in front of him was not so much a deterrent, but a reflection.

"Goniz, how long can you maintain this state? When you're old, you have to obey the old man. Is it okay to die obediently? I have time to spend with you, continue!"

It was just a snap of a finger, the gunshots on the roof rang again, and those gunmen in the shadows pressed the mechanism on the firearms, some deformed, some glowed blue, and these people whose muzzles suddenly expanded, their weapons were excellent!

"A scoundrel like you can also know about the fireworks experiment? Could it be that you secretly transported the data back then?"

No action was needed. Those bullets approached a certain distance and then turned back to be deflected by the surrounding airflow. Rao was the table and chair he was sitting on before breaking into pieces, and Gonitz still did not suffer any damage.

However, if you are careful, you will find that the distance of these bullets has increased after all.

The power of the wind is weakening.

"I said, your era is over, the only four successful people in the fireworks experiment, the new era will be rebuilt on your corpses, and the masters of the new era need your corpses, your legacy said, experimental data Where!"

In the thunderstorm of that year, various resources were scavenged for several years. Relying on the four dominant-level powerhouses, they even dared to directly declare the ownership of the overseas archipelago. If you want to wait, pay the money first!

Forcing the government to pinch its nose to recognize it.

However, no matter how much wealth was transferred in that war, the information about the fireworks experiment that was never found was still the most vexing thing in these people's hearts.

An experiment capable of creating dominance-level powerhouses.

Even if it takes hundreds or thousands of heretics.

Even if only a few years of life.

Even if you just exert force, it will speed up death.

This is still the dream of every faction.

the reason is simple.

Dominance level, means the world's top combat power, means everything!

But these materials are gone. Even if I searched all the storage warehouses in the entire Thunderstorm, I could not find any information related to the fireworks experiment.

There is only the last of the four heavenly kings left, and it is hard to wait until he runs out of fuel.

Live or die, as long as you can bring it back, you will always gain something!

"You want to know? Then I'll tell you"

Gooniz folded his hands together, and the next moment began to seal, his fingers flew, and even phantoms appeared.

He is a wizard-level wind element wizard!

In an instant, dozens of wind element threads spread out from the hurricane, and their movements seemed extremely slow, like a feather in the wind, swaying around without any force.

But at a certain moment, they are faster than anything else, and wherever the wind goes, they go.

On the roofs on both sides of the street, the silk of the wind "blows" past.

The screams, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the sound of flesh and blood bursting, sounded one after another.

The **** water rolled the corpse from the edge of the house, and when it fell to the ground, it made a dull clatter, and the cruel scene seemed to return to the past.

The wrinkles on the face of the old man in the hurricane suddenly deepened, and the body that had some flesh and blood was really skinny at this moment.

The young man with his chest open looked at the corpses that fell around him, and the complacent expression on his face finally disappeared. This team was an elite unit under his hands, and now it was damaged in the hands of this immortal guy in front of him. Naturally, he felt distressed.

He still underestimated Gooniz's combat power.

But that's not all!

The right shoulder is swayed back, the legs are bent, and it is held on the street in a javelin throwing position.

At first, the empty right palm was just a mass of red high-temperature liquid, which expanded and dispersed. After a few seconds, a javelin appeared in the young man's hand, and flames rose above it.

"The liquid fire talent is used by you like this. If Kabuto knew about it, I'm afraid he would come back from the underworld and burn you to ashes. I used to hear people say that the strength of a talent depends on the alien itself. This sentence is in your hands. The person who got the perfect embodiment and took away those materials, it really is you!"

Seeing his deceased companion's talent being so abused, Gonis's face showed anger for the first time, leaning forward slightly, and the air behind him suddenly sounded violent.

At this moment, the original tornado hurricane was compressed into a ball with a strong wind element on the outside, like a cannonball that was fired, and it was approaching the young man.

Air compression, extreme acceleration!

"go to hell!"

The young man finally finished his momentum, and threw his own liquid fire javelin at Koniz, and the air was distorted wherever he passed.

"Clumsy means, Kabuto might not be able to beat me back then, is it up to you?"

Facing the seemingly powerful liquid fire javelin, Gooniz didn't even bother to look up. He stretched out a finger and pointed it out. A blue silk thread was spun out, wrapped in the liquid fire javelin, and turned a few times at will. A single contraction extinguishes it completely.

Between the two, whether it is vision, strength, or fighting skills.

A world of difference!

"Hurry up!"

The red-faced young man couldn't figure it out, how could an old and immortal guy who thought he was at the end of his force and who could swallow his last breath at any time could kill most of his subordinates head-on, even defeating him in less than a second. s attack.

"Tell me, where did those materials go?"

Goniz's dry right hand was held in a claw out of thin air, the young man was hanging in front of him, and five fingers formed of wind elements were clasped tightly around his neck.

"you"

The young man seemed to be about to speak, so Goniz loosened his grip, sweating on his forehead, pursing his lips tightly, not letting his breath be exposed.

"Say!"

"You bastards, have you seen enough drama? Don't kill this guy!"

The words of the young man's roar made Koniz's complexion suddenly change.

stab~

On the wall somewhere along the street, a layer of cloud and mist appeared out of thin air and then dissipated, and a deep purple thunderbolt shot out of it, heading straight to Goniz's face, forcing him to let go and dodge.

"I told you a long time ago that even now, Storm Gooniz's combat power should not be underestimated. The strong must be respected!"

A woman with a ring of jewels on her head, with thunder and lightning dancing between her hands.

"I didn't make a big deal before, saying that as long as you are alone, you can kill Gooniz? Waste!"

The clouds and mist around him gradually gathered back into his palm, a man with an upper body, his presence looming.

"Clouds, attract thunder"

The other two talents of the four dominant-level Thunderstorm talents finally appeared on this long street, and the light in Gooniz's eyes dimmed.

The strength is nearly exhausted, and the two who appear now.

He was powerless to fight.

"I killed the three of you back then, but now, the inheritors of the three of you are besieging me"

"revenge?"

"No! You are not qualified for this!"

"I was born in the wild in the wind~lightnovelpub.net~ I will die in the wind!"

The surrounding wind elements suddenly retracted!

"Stop him now!"

The woman exclaimed, but it was too late.

The flesh and bones of the whole body were destroyed in the violent wind element, so as not to leave a trace of it and become the experimental material of the opponent.

There was a gust of breeze, shuttled through the street, and finally fell into the ears of a girl who was half-squatting in the alley.

She is listening to the wind.

next second, cry

Storm Goniz

Died on the last warm night before winter came.

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