Just as Peter the Great's circle was slamming on Montana, he was bombarding Missouri's shoulders, and the dimensional barrier covering her body opened a small hole. Montana raised his head and looked at Peter the Great's direction as if he had sensed: "I feel the smell of death, it seems that another old friend is leaving us."

"Isn't this what you are looking forward to? Montana!" A hint of hatred flashed in Missouri's eyes, and he punched Montana in the palm of his hand, hitting her back and flew back. Three 406MM turrets behind him were aimed steadily at Montana, and a thunderous sound broke out: "Go to die, Montana, you have lived for a long time!"

"It's easy to let me die. First of all, you have to have that strength." Montana sneered on his face. The snake head, the size of a basketball court, suddenly rushed out from behind Montana. The snake's mouth was filled with green light, spitting out a room-sized green light, swallowing Missouri's figure completely.

"I'm locked in and dare to be so arrogant. Let me see how much your strength has increased." Peter the Great looked at Montana in the distance, and his sharp eyes showed his eyes in his lavender: "Fly, granite, smash all the enemies in front of us, and let them see the will buried in the eternal frozen soil!"

As Peter the Great's voice fell gently, densely arranged in the launcher behind her, suddenly burst out with violent flames. The thick missile roared out of the gust of flames and rushed towards Montana at a speed of more than 2.5 times the speed of sound. The surface of the thick missile shone with blood-red light. With the support of the light, the missile's speed became faster and faster. By the time it rushed to Montana, it had reached a terrible speed of nearly Mach 4.

"When is the speed of Peter the Great's missiles so fast?" Montana turned his head in surprise and looked at the group of missiles that had crossed a long distance almost instantly, and shot at him with a hint of solemnity: "I'm having trouble now. At such a fast speed, I can only choose to withstand it."

The huge snake head suddenly swept into the missile group, and the green green light swept the front row of missiles like a long broom, and all exploded in the air.

After the green light exploded the front row of missiles, it was shattered by the shock wave generated by the missile explosion. The whistling missile rushed out of the flames of the front row of missiles and rushed to the giant snake at a speed of nearly Mach 4, exploding the giant snake hundreds of meters long into the air. The dimensional barrier flew up in the violent fluctuations, and was shot into the body by the following missiles, blowing into debris everywhere.

"The last masterpiece of Peter the Great is indeed extraordinary. As long as the power of this missile is used, I have to use all my strength!" The black rope swimsuit in Montana suddenly swam rapidly on his body, sank the slightly pale skin deeply, making it even more sexy: "The ship's suit is unsealed! The will of the ancestors permeated the void, please give me your strength!"

Just as Peter the Great's missile group was about to hit Montana, the swimsuit that kept wandering on Montana suddenly fell off, growing bigger and bigger in a green light, and finally formed several four-headed snakes connected together. In the yellow pupils of a car, a straight vertical mark was flashing with a faint green.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The endless group of missiles exploded on the huge body of the four-headed snake. The emerald green dimensional barrier swayed like a candle in the wind, and it looked like it would be broken at any time.

"The ancestor soul of the Mashko tribe can't stop Peter the Great's missile?" Montana narrowed his eyes and looked at the dimensional barrier that was shaking by Peter the Great's missile. A bad thought flashed in his heart: "If Peter the Great's methods are more than that, all the plans today will be ruined. No, I have to kill the admiral who is in trouble first!"

Monta jumped high without any leap of her delicate body, and the emerald green dimensional barrier meandered and flowed on her body, as if she was wearing a long skirt made of jade, and her naked feet steadily stepped on the head of the four-headed snake, driving it to swim quickly in the direction of Chu Jianchen.

Seeing Montana rushing towards Chu Jianchen, Dadian flashed a hint of astonishment in his eyes, and hurriedly pulled Chu Jianchen, who was struggling, and ran back: "Emperor Peter, Montana's target turned out to be the Admiral!"

"I knew it a long time ago." Emperor Peter's face kept flowing with the blood-red light, as white as if transparent. Seeing Montana driving a four-headed snake, rushing towards Chu Jianchen with his own basalt missile, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and stretched out his long crystal-like fingers, pointing at Montana, who was rushing towards him: "Montana, you are an old-fashioned Indian who plays with snakes all day long, try the power from modern industry!"

"Thermal nuclear fusion bomb has begun to be loaded, the 20-ton hydrogen bomb warhead is ready, the Rizhuo missile is ready to be completed and launched." A sound of mechanical friction floated faintly beside Peter the Great. Peter the Great watched Montana jump down from the head of the four-headed snake that was finally completely smashed by granite, and rushed towards Chu Jianchen with speeding up, as if he didn't take himself seriously: "It's finally over, Montana, you will die with me, and the road to hell is not lonely."

A missile that was exactly the same as a granite missile roared out of the launcher behind Peter the Great, firmly locking Montana where he ran towards Chu Jianchen, flew to Montana at a faster speed than granite, and pierced on Montana's dimensional barrier, and burst out a cloud of mushrooms rising into the sky.

Under the control of Peter the Great, the powerful shock wave did not spread out, but turned into a huge fire ball with a scorching stream, swallowing Montana, whose dimensional barrier was flashing in, rolling and hovering in the scorching stream that was nearly thousands of degrees.

After a long time, the dark red fire that condensed to its limit suddenly collapsed inward and turned into a stream of light and shot into the body of Peter the Great, dyeing Peter the Great, who had almost become a glass man, into a dark red.

Emperor Peter turned around nostalgically and looked at the direction where Chu Jianchen left, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and finally turned into a dark red star chip in the clear sound of shattering, completely dissipating in the void.

"Montana is actually dead?" The ship girls in the teacher team fought fiercely on the sea. At the moment when Peter the Great broke, if you look back at the shore full of smoke, you will misstep and dodge the black shelling under your feet, and punch the foot handle that was attacking at high speed, and your body slid slightly on the sea surface and galloped towards the ocean far away: "Girls, you're doing a good job! Next time you meet again, I will avenge Montana!"
Chapter completed!