Devil Seeds

The huge howl of the sword exploded directly in the clouds.

However, the whistling sound did not spread very far.

Layer upon layer of formations were superimposed repeatedly and abundantly, easily eliminating the sound of Jian Xiao.

Curly Mao and the others also seem to have stopped a little bit of resistance.

Ke Xiaoliang could feel the astonishing resistance that broke out from their strong desire to survive.

However, these resistances became insignificant in an instant under the extremely strong suppression.

They are not strong... just a group of "ordinary monks" from more worlds.

Abandoning their respective mysterious backgrounds, there is nothing special in essence.

White light swept across, like flames spreading.

A large number of mechanical puppets, with strange white lights shining on their bodies, flew into the burning and melting hotel in formation.

They have a precise strike system.

It can accurately locate some tour group members who are still alive, and even hotel staff.

Then... an extremely determined and brutal massacre was carried out.

All the resistance, all the justifications, begging for mercy, protests and threats... were of no avail.

Ke Xiaoliang tried to break the formation's blockade of messages again.

But this time, Ke Xiaoliang didn't dissolve the formation ban so quickly.

The formation builders didn't pay much attention to the complexity and complexity of the formation, but directly used the simplest formation, regardless of energy consumption, to perform multiple superpositions.

This is precisely the most troublesome.

This also means that Ke Xiaoliang wants to dissolve these restrictions and open a gap.

Not only will it consume more power, but it will also take a lot of time.

Ke Xiaoliang lurks quietly, conceals his breath, supports the ground with his palms, and walks horizontally with the ground.

The hidden skills are running, so that the breath is stable and no longer shows the slightest fluctuation.

Since it is impossible to repeat the same trick, it can only go around and execute another famous plan again.

In fact, from this perspective, such a variant 'opening' is better than the original one.

"Help! Who will save me... who will...!" A member of the tour group wriggled awkwardly on the ground after a leg was blown off by a strong beam of light, and then was mercilessly crushed by a mechanical puppet. The flying blade pierced the chest.

The overflowing soul also quickly dissolved under the baking of the white light.

It is guaranteed that someone will not be able to reunite their soul with the method of summoning the soul.

"good!"

"This is what it looks like!"

"Kill decisively!"

"It seems that there are still experts in the Baotong world, although it is a little late."

Ke Xiaoliang thought so in his heart, but his hands were not slow at all.

Ke Xiaoliang's body seemed to be able to pull out several shadows in the nothingness, and in a hurry, he split several mechanical puppets, then grabbed a seriously injured tour group member, and dragged him to a tree. Behind the melting pillars.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh therefore.

His altar was shattered, his cultivation was completely destroyed, and he was aging rapidly at this moment.

Even if it is not killed immediately, it will fall into the exhaustion of life essence.

"What do you want to say?" Ke Xiaoliang grasped the opponent's hand movedly, but quietly activated a certain 'recorder' that fell to the side, and recorded the scene faithfully.

"Chirp... chirp...!" Without saying a single word clearly, the man was completely dead.

The white light that had already poured into his body melted his soul, making him fly away.

Ke Xiaoliang looked at the other party's burning corpse, with intense grief and anger in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I will seek justice for you!"

"Although you and I met by chance, we hit it off once. If I don't die today, tomorrow... I will definitely be the messenger behind the scenes, and I will pay with blood." Ke Xiaoliang swore a big oath.

Afterwards, he pierced and jumped back and forth across the ruined and melted hotel.

In various forms, I saw the "last side" of many members of the tour group, and then left similar promises.

And with each promise, his words became shorter and more powerful.

While seemingly dull, at the same time suppressed a certain kind of anger that seemed to have reached its peak.

The most important thing in acting is to believe in yourself.

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang used a strong sense of faith to convince himself that... he is an avenger, a person who must survive this catastrophe.

He bears the weight of many people on his shoulders, and will return someday in the future...to get back a fair one.

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang might not care at all, the reason why these people have such a result is also inseparable from him.

The hotel, which was originally luxurious and occupied a large area, was gradually burned to nothing.

The scene of overflowing sun is about to disappear.

On the distant sea, the only sun is about to condense into a shape, and then jump to a higher place in the sky.

Some monks wearing special combat uniforms broke into the scene, doing the final clean-up... and the "acting" that is about to face the public.

Because of Ke Xiaoliang's superb concealment technique.

Those mechanical puppets did not find that there was another fish that slipped through the net in this massacre.

"Quickly count the embers."

"Then prepare for the upcoming media attack. We must maintain the dignity of the Baotong world...as well as fairness and justice." The monks who broke into here made a brief dialogue.

However, before they announced justice and fairness to others, Ke Xiaoliang took the first step and bestowed what they called fairness.

One sword!

Pooh!

A monk who seemed to have a cultivation base similar to Jindan was directly pierced by Ke Xiaoliang's sword.

Ke Xiaoliang's ruthlessness and determination stunned the other monks who were nearby.

The man whose throat was pierced by Ke Xiaoliang's sword was extremely outstanding in their team.

Now, like a weak little chick, he was pierced through the throat by a sword, and died so simply and neatly.

How does this keep them from being surprised?

How to make them not afraid?

In this panic, they forgot to call their companions, and just looked at Ke Xiaoliang in astonishment and horror.

To put it bluntly, these monks still lack experience in fighting the enemy.

No matter how many times you have experienced in various simulated and simulated illusions.

Nothing compares to a real blood-to-blood fight.

They were stunned, but Ke Xiaoliang was not.

The sword light jumped and flickered, and several human heads flew up high.

At the same time, a large number of mechanical puppets began to output energy, aimed at Ke Xiaoliang, and focused their fire.

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang finally broke through the layers of blocking formations.

Send out messages one after another quickly through the tiny holes that melt through.

Then... a sword light shot straight into the sky.

Like an angry sword, it slashed at the closed 'sky'.

The 'sky' shook, and more attacks aimed at the only survivor in this 'catastrophe'.

In order to cover up the 'truth', the person behind this raid did not hesitate to sacrifice any people or things.

The energy cores of a large number of mechanical puppets began to overload rapidly.

They will use the way of self-destruction, to form the chain covering big explosion.

This place... will be completely covered up in the explosion.

Even if it is on the ground, leaving permanently torn scars... the truth is never allowed, and there is the slightest possibility of being leaked.

There is still a chapter to be updated, I will go to have a midnight snack first, and then I will update it! Friends who need a break, you can watch it tomorrow! thank you all!