After the Main God Space Goes Bankrupt

On weekdays, either in the field, making heroic vests, or in their spare time, they wander around the city and enjoy the cultural and entertainment life of the 21st century.

Half a year passed in such an instant, which gave Xia Lin the illusion that he had become a salted fish.

In the reincarnation of the main god space, which reincarnation person is not taking the time to improve himself, but struggling to survive in the cruel competition that is almost like raising a gu.

Even if it is upgraded to the fourth rank and stood on the mountain, even the Lord God's great light ball will not be obliterated, but there is still a shadow of the final decisive battle looming over everyone's head.

But now, once liberated, in theory, he doesn't need to continue to strain his nerves and accumulate as much strength and heritage as possible.

However, even if he is a fourth-order, he will suffer from war syndrome. At least, Xia Lin has lived a very decadent life in the past six months.

But just now, the ripples from the Force Sensing made Xia Lin regain his senses.

So the salted fish and decadent mentality were swept away. In a certain old friend's fan shop, he directly raised his head, looked through the ceiling above his head, pulled up all the way, and saw the ' Meteorite'.

"It's actually a wormhole technology that transforms over time and space in a single unit?"

Although the aliens in this world are outrageously powerful in terms of transition technology, they are far more than a dozen streets away from the Star Wars world, and can be comparable to the psionic matrix technology of Protoss.

But this kind of technology that can make a single-person wormhole jump is still too foul.

Before spending enough time and energy to create a space lock covering the entire solar system, Xia Lin could only sense this kind of transition at most, but the lock could not do it at all.

And one by one, the thirteenth-level spells that have been stored on the sun for half a year have to be activated, which is too talented.

"It shouldn't be like the Protoss. No matter what, the Protoss has a fleet, so it's not like the aliens here are all engaged in jump gang decapitation tactics, rather than playing with giant ship cannons?"

While complaining secretly, Xia Lin cleared out the old friend's powder in the bowl.

"Boss, check out, and bring me a bottle of ice Coke and give me the money together."

After eating the old friend's powder, drinking from a bottle of Fat Boy's Happy Water, and walking out of the powder shop leisurely, Xia Lin walked back in the direction of the hotel.

But on the way, his eyes were fixed on the 'individual' from outer space.

Mao-faced Lei Gongzui, wearing a chain of gold armor, wearing a purple-gold crown with phoenix wings, feet on lotus root silk walking shoes, holding a wishful gold hoop stick.

But a pair of fiery eyes are full of blood, and the whole body is full of dark killing intent, irritable and chaotic thinking, full of brains, and there is no trace of humanity, Buddhist fate, immortal root, divine power... Only lingering. of enchanting atmosphere.

With a stick in his hand, the mountain collapsed, the earth shook, and the figure leaped, breaking through the sky, and tumbling vertically and horizontally.

Supersonic fighter jets were shot down, heavy tanks were overturned, a village and town was swept into ruins, and King Kong was indestructible, ignoring bullets, shells, and missiles.

"Unfortunately, you are still not the Monkey King, nor the Monkey King. You are just a fake and shoddy fake."

Xia Lin shook his head, not optimistic at all about this wild monkey, and then thought of countless similar myths and legends in many worlds.

Engraving the names and experiences in countless worlds and endless multiverses, I am afraid that the battle to defeat the Buddha and the Monkey King is a real thing, and it is definitely a legendary fifth-order saint in essence.

It's a pity that these are too far away from him, and it is unrealistic to think too much.

This monkey from outer space is just a little ripple radiated from information. He has no real demeanor in fighting and conquering Buddha. He is not even the Great Sage Monkey King, just a demon.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it a six-eared macaque.

But even if it was a fake, it was a formidable enemy for the protagonists he had seen.

"In the calculation of the winning rate excluding the protagonist's halo burst, let's open nine, nine wild monkeys, one of them... Forget it, let's let the dragon in the battle."

"Wild monkeys have to taste Buddha's fist before they can be obedient."

With a thought, the heroic spirit vest that had been prepared for a long time began to activate.

Placed in the planet's energy network, one of the formed Heroic Spirit's thoughts, suddenly opened its phoenix eyes.

Using the pseudo-titan star soul body as a template, with a touch of distraction superimposed fantasy concept to shape the spiritual essence, with various Buddhist martial arts, supernatural powers, techniques and ideas as the foundation.

In the true sense of Buddhism, the Taoist monk began to wake up after sleeping for half a year, and he was shocked in the world.

(PS: I know, some of you will definitely say that it is out of context... but I tell you, after looking at the manuscript, it seems to be out of context tomorrow)

Chapter 19 There are monkeys, close the door and let the monk go...

When a large transport helicopter was shot down by something unknown, Ge Xiaolun froze in place.

After the helicopter crashed to the ground and exploded a circle of fire, he, who had never been on the battlefield, could already smell the lingering smell of gunpowder smoke and the breath of death in the air.

This is not an exercise, let alone a joke, this is a real battlefield...even if there is only one enemy.

Taking a deep breath, Ge Xiaolun suddenly felt an extremely heavy burden on his shoulders.

This is not the weight brought by the dark alloy armor on the body, but a heavy pressure from the mind - this pressure is called responsibility, burden, sacrifice.

Witnessing casualties is the first difficulty any recruit will face after entering the battlefield.

Many recruits did not fall down due to the enemy's superb shooting skills, but because of their unbalanced mentality, which revealed flaws and even mental breakdowns, and eventually died on the battlefield.

Ge Xiaolun knew that on the transport plane, there were teammates who were also the heroic company. As superhumans, they would not be injured by such a crash.But on the transport plane, other people, such as the driver, will definitely die.

This also means that their heroic company has not yet formally fought the enemy, and will face the death of their own people.

But fortunately, the power of the protagonist's halo is reflected at such times.

The two transport plane pilots, who should have had a very low chance of surviving, were carried by Liu Chuang, one of the teammates, and walked out from the crashed wreckage, carrying one on each shoulder.

Although he passed out, Liu Chuang's voice along with the wind made Ge Xiaolun's complicated and restless heart gradually calm down.

"I'm going to take the two buddies out. I know their bodies will definitely not be able to withstand this toss."