Civilization Invasion: Yaoshou, All The Time-Travelers Have Returned

If ordinary people saw the black muzzles of guns, their legs would definitely go weak.

However, what they met were cultivators.

Still Dad Heng.

Hearing the question, Dad Heng held the fire unicorn in his hand and his attitude was extremely arrogant: "Zha Xiaohe? Who is it! I don't know...but I can see that you are here to cause trouble! Now I will give you a chance to surrender or die."

"Okay!" Zhamu's gloomy expression gradually changed. Without saying anything, he waved his hand and all the surrounding soldiers loaded their guns and fired.

Boo hoo hoo--

Countless bullets flew toward Hengba, including howitzers and heavy machine gun bullets.

Dad Heng stood there. With his golden elixir level perception, he felt the power of these bullets intimately, and it had no effect on him.

He simply stood there and waited for the bullet to hit him.

Boom boom! !

Under the watchful eyes of eight or nine hundred people, howitzers and bullets hit the area around Dad Heng.

Even Dai Heng's mother was shot by bullets, and a burst of dust and smoke filled the place where the two were.

Can't see clearly what's going on inside.

Zhamu's perverted expression changed to calm, this is the result of irritating yourself!

It's a pity that my son can't see this scene.

"Go back! What this old man said is so great, but the result is not as good as a shuttle."

Zhamu waved his hand and led everyone back.

But then I heard a ringtone DJ.

: Back, carry, the moment you pick up your luggage and leave home.

: I know that real life has too many special characteristics.

: If you see me, don’t be too indifferent.

:I am sentimental...

Everyone paused for a moment and turned their heads to look at the dusty smoke.

Zhamu narrowed his eyes. In this case, the items on their bodies should have been shot to pieces. How could there be music?

Something's wrong...

"You saw me, you saw me~"

A song sounded in the smoke, and suddenly bullets shot out of the smoke, resounding throughout the whole place.

Boo hoo hoo——

The diffuse dust and smoke were blown away by the bullets, forming ballistic trajectories.

"Not good!" Zhamu's expression changed drastically, and the bullets fired from the dust and smoke hit the tank.

Bang, boom!

The sudden bullets dented the tank's shell, and if anyone around it was hit somewhere, they would all be blown up on the spot.

Wails filled the land for a while, and the situation changed instantly.

The tank couldn't withstand such a blow, and after three hits, five divided by two, it turned into iron.

Zhamu hurriedly jumped out, and those who didn't come out were crushed into pulp by the iron sheet.

His eyes were fixed on the smoke, and Dad Heng, who was completely intact, just jumped out of it.

The muzzles of the two fire unicorn guns in his hands were blazing with flames. Every time a shot was fired, someone fell down next to him, blood splattered on the spot, and some were killed before they even had time to scream.

Dad Heng looked relaxed and raised his eyebrows proudly. The Fire Qilin seemed to have no recoil in his hand, and the bullet hit wherever he pointed.

Chug tug tug...

Three seconds later, Fire Qilin entered the reloading state.

Fifty or sixty people were dead on the opposite side, and the rest were too frightened to move. Many people kept retreating and running away.

It was like seeing a devil.

Zhamu saw that he had no bullets and grabbed a heavy machine gun.

He roared angrily: "He's out of bullets, follow me! Ahhh."

Pressing the trigger, fiery yellow light continued to rush out.

Some of the subordinates who still had sense quickly took out their guns and started shooting together.

The wonderful and dynamic DJ kept playing, and the situation reached a climax.

Everyone saw an incredible scene with their own eyes this time.

The bullets, as dense as a drizzle of rain, hit Dad Heng's body, and I thought they had penetrated the chest and brain.

But I never thought that it would bounce back to the ground, as if it hit an iron plate.

The originally crazy expressions on everyone's faces suddenly became dull, and their small mouths opened slightly and gradually became wider.

"Damn it, there's a ghost! There's a ghost, run away."

"Monster, monster! How in the world can anyone stop a bullet?"

"Mom too~"

"..."

"Why are you running? Don't run!" Zhamu watched as his men all turned pale and ran away as if they were running away. He also panicked and his hands were trembling.

His expression of anger turned into fear, so much so that he dropped his gun and ran away.

At this time, Dad Heng's bullet was automatically loaded, and the bullet was fired again.

It was like a feast of slaughter.

"It's not interesting, they don't resist!" Dad Heng curled his lips and felt bored. He rose into the air and fired from the air, one shot at a time.

And just when he was having fun, the people who were escaping were massacred by a mysterious force.

Crisp and smooth!

There were about a hundred people dressed in camouflage uniforms.

When Heng Ma saw this, she knew that the person she had summoned was here!

"Damn it, where did this person come from!" Zhamu was forced to flee in one direction by the two forces, with screams and screams coming from his younger brother behind him.

Of the eight or nine hundred people, only about five hundred remained in such a period of time.

Today was definitely the most embarrassing time for him. He was almost frightened to the point of peeing just now, but now he has just recovered, and he encountered another force, and their equipment and skills were not comparable to them at all.

All you can do now is run away!

"Everyone run apart! Don't get together."

"Do you even need to tell me? Run, brothers! These father and son are not human beings they have offended."

"That's right, you've done a lot of harm to us! Zhamu."

"What the hell did Zha Xiaohe do? Two forces are chasing us to kill us?"

"..."

Zhamu's face darkened, he understood the principle of flying separately when disaster strikes.

But he didn't expect them to be so realistic, just leave and scold him.

If it were normal, he would definitely take out his gun and kill them with two bangs.

Better run now!

People were walking through the woods, causing a stir. Countless beasts ran away, and birds were frightened and flew out of the trees.

Until a long time ago, Zhamu took a few confidants with him.

He ran under a huge tree and gasped heavily, looking behind him with lingering fear.

They rested peacefully after hearing no gunshots or footsteps.

Zhamu fell to the ground, his chest heaving up and down, cursing: "Who are they? Is what the old man said true?"

"Boss, why don't we keep running! I still feel a little unsafe!"

"Yeah, I don't know why I feel so nervous, I feel like something will happen to me."

"Do you all have them? Me too!"

Seeing his men so panicked, Zhamu stood up and said, "Why are you panicking? Are they as familiar with the terrain here as we are? If I rest for a while, my legs will be broken."

"This...Okay! Me too." Everyone looked at each other and could only sigh. Just as they were about to sit down, they suddenly heard a cheerful ringtone, the sound went from low to high, and then from high to low.

Sounds that seemed to be present or not, sounded from all directions, making everyone's hearts tense in silence.

His eyes glanced around for a while.

Seven or eight black men came out of the jungle, wearing black suits, top hats, and black-framed sunglasses each.

Neatly arranged, with a black coffin on the shoulders, dancing cheerfully.

The hands and feet are in perfect harmony, dancing along with the music, and there is no expression on them.

Slowly approached a few people.