I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Seeing Wukong fall in front of him, Xuanwu, who was stunned by his world-shattering power, came back to his senses, his body shrank rapidly, becoming only slightly larger than ordinary people, and then lowered his head and said in awe:

"Great Saint."

It has personally fought against the poisonous light giant beast, and it is very clear how strong the latter is, and it fought against the level 4 limit itself throughout the whole process.

However, even such a powerful demigod, in the hands of this being in front of him, he couldn't even walk away with three sticks and died.

Xuanwu Yuming's past knowledge is still there, although he can't perceive the specific level of the god monkey, but just leaking a little breath during the battle just now made his mind tremble.

Such a crushing crush made it seriously suspect that the latter had already stepped on the long ladder to the gods, and there was only one last step left before the sixth-level spiritual god.

Facing Xuanwu's greeting, Wukong also nodded.

As early as in the Tang Dynasty, he had heard from the president about the inheritance of the guardian divine beast of the Holy Shield, and thought that this giant tortoise was one of them. The contemporary basalt divine beast, he also had full respect for the power that has been guarding human beings in the long history.

And this made Xuanwu Yu feel frightened even more, secretly thinking that his previous guesses were indeed true.

The "Preliminary Draft of the History of the Holy Shield Organization" jointly compiled by the heads of the five departments, the academies, and the Affairs Office has been written and submitted to the president for review not long ago, and anyone can refer to it.

Yu Ming apparently also watched it, and was very obsessed, because as a former alien creature, it could use it as a comparison to discover many unsolved mysteries of the spiritual universe.

But it noticed a problem at the time:

"The Holy Shield in history has resisted the extraordinary large-scale arrival of the other world many times, and there is an existence like the president who can compete with the bottom of the silt, which is enough to show its power."

"But where have the top powerhouses of the past gone?"

"The disappearance of the Transcendent soil will threaten the middle and low-level members of the Divine Shield, but it is not enough to make the top powerhouse die out. Even if the members of the tens of thousands of years ago have passed away, the ones from the last thousands of years should still exist, but where are they?"

Xuanwu Yuming guessed at the time that they should have gone to a higher level space, such as outside the universe, in order to avoid the influence of the disappearance of the supernatural soil.

And when the crisis reappears, the top powerhouses of the Holy Shield in history will come.

Now, the aura of the gap in the universe around the Great Sage gradually dissipated, which just verified Yu Ming's conjecture.

"You go to repair your injury, and I will handle the follow-up." Wukong said, and walked a little bit farther. Wherever he passed, the gravel on the road rose one after another and moved to a fixed place for stacking. .

somewhere in the ruins.

This hustle and bustle city, which seems to never stop, finally ushered in a rare peace at this moment.

The tank with its corner cut off was parked on the side of the road, the collapsed brass bullet casings rolled to the ground, and the disgraced soldiers crouched in the ruins and listened for a while, and finally confirmed that someone was calling from inside.

"Someone is pressed under the slate, I need someone's help to remove the top at any time!" He hurriedly shouted, waving his hand to attract the attention of others.

People in total darkness gradually gathered around, in groups of several, trying to remove the stones.

However, they were the survivors themselves. They were hurriedly transferred to the refuge facility, and then went through a devastating battle. Some of them climbed out of the wreckage by themselves and were exhausted.

Someone only felt a daze, and he couldn't restrain his hand, and the heavy stone suddenly rolled down.

"Bang... dong..."

Hearing the sound, the person who pryed the slate with the steel bar at the bottom looked up, panicked, and hurriedly ducked to the side.

"Intimate Marseille!

The man who made the mistake was so frightened that his face was pale, and he repeatedly bowed to apologize. At this time, the hypoglycemia occurred, and he almost fell down. Fortunately, the person who was collaborating next to him noticed that something was wrong and quickly supported him.

"After so many changes, everyone has reached their limit..." Someone whispered sadly.

However, the distressed cry for help of the trapped people is echoing in everyone's ears through the gaps between the bricks and stones of the ruins, like a heavy hammer beating and torturing people's hearts.

Judging from the current situation, if you persist in the rescue, I am afraid that even yourself will take your life, but if you give up on this... it will be a living life!

The people who survived the catastrophe became more and more aware of the preciousness and difficulty of life.

Contradiction and anxiety are brewing in the heart of every silent person.

At this moment, the gravel trembled inexplicably, and the people standing on it suddenly panicked, thinking that something had happened again, and hurriedly ran down the low pile of ruins.

Immediately afterwards, they were stunned to see that the rubble after the destruction of the building seemed to be grabbed by some invisible big hand, and one by one, it lifted off to the side and stacked neatly next to it.

The people trapped under the ruins gradually appeared, and they stood up in a daze, looking around to see the stones flying, and looking up at the arc to see the gray marks that flew by.

And at this moment, someone finally noticed Wukong who walked by. The latter released his spiritual power on a large scale, and there was a hazy shimmer around him, calling him like a god walking out of a mural.

The atmosphere of the gods and ghosts in the neon folk is strong. From the country, the ghosts are regarded as a member of the eight million gods, and there are many shrines and temples in various places, and the incense is prosperous, which is enough to glimpse the leopard.

When their psychological defense line was at their weakest, the appearance of Wukong in this appearance undoubtedly completely defeated the last brick in their hearts.

"The Great Sage, it is the Great Sage! By the way, I should have thought of it earlier, there are five unknown hieroglyphs on the previous giant pillar, doesn't it correspond to the 'Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod'!

When the myth came to reality, some people were so excited that they were about to go crazy, and they immediately wanted to rush over, but they stopped after taking a few steps.

"thump……"

Some people were full of gratitude, kneeling in awe, and kowtowing with their hands together, until the figure of Wukong came to the end, turned into the corner and disappeared, and did not look up for a long time.

Among the tall buildings, John, Sharon, and Professor Beavis were so shocked that they could barely utter a word when they watched the worldly gods walking through the ruins.

It wasn't until the outline of Wukong came out of sight that John "gudong" swallowed.

"This world... is really going to change..."

Beavis clenched his hand holding the window glass a little bit, with confusion about the future world situation in his eyes, as well as the frenzy of gaining fame and fortune, and rising to the top, two contradictory mentalities perfectly converged at this moment.

He turned his head and looked at both John and Sharon with even hotter eyes.

As long as the connection between the stone scrolls, the ruins of Northern Ireland, and the supernatural power can be solved, the things in his mind may no longer be unrealistic dreams.

Wukong was operating in the city, and the news was urgently sent to the underground nuclear defense base.

At this moment, the leaders of the Neon Kingdom are sitting in their seats, waiting anxiously for the latest situation on the ground.

Just a few minutes ago, the movement that almost caused the destruction of the underground base suddenly stopped, and when everyone was confused and puzzled, a faint hope could not help but rise——

Will things take a positive turn?

Before, the earth was shaking constantly, and the defense base was like a boat that was about to capsize. Not only did the welded steel plates break, but even the tightened bolts fell to the ground. Everyone was almost ready to die.

But when the violent storm disappeared, the hope of life came again, and the fear came quickly, shattering the courage that he had finally mustered up.

This is why many people who committed suicide are afraid to try again after being rescued.

Ordinary people are still like this, not to mention these people who stand at the top of neon power and can be said to have everything they need.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The air in the conference room froze to the point of being suffocating.

"Dangdangdang..."

The mechanical bell of the desk phone rang, piercing the depressing atmosphere, but it also made everyone's heart suddenly lift.

Because... the moment of fate is coming, and where the Neon Nation, the third largest economy of Blue Star, will go after the war depends on the content of the call.

・・・・For flowers・・・...

Daisuke Mashita noticed that the neon commander took a deep breath, calmed down, and then picked up the phone and put it to his ear as if he were going to the execution ground.

"..."

The telephone line suddenly straightened, sweeping the documents and water glasses on the table to the ground, the latter bouncing twice and making a "clang" sound.

It stands to reason that the commander of a country should never be so rude, otherwise what is the majesty, but such a small person obviously has ignored these details.

His complexion almost turned purple, and he questioned in disbelief: "The Great Sage Monkey King? Just three sticks...the otherworldly giant creatures were wiped out?"

The people present looked at each other in dismay, all stood up one after another with their hands on the table, looking at their eager appearance, if it wasn't for the table to block, I'm afraid they would rush to ask.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the thin man.

Commander Neon put down the receiver almost in a trance, and everyone who finally waited for the opportunity hurriedly asked anxiously.

"What happened above, what happened to the Great Sage Monkey King, is it what I thought?

"How is the situation in the urban area of ​​Edo? Are the casualties serious, whether the communication failure caused by the electromagnetic disturbance has been restored, and what is the situation of our army?"

However, the skinny person who recovered from the trance didn't answer a word, just pondered for a while, and hurriedly said solemnly to several military officers beside him:

"You all immediately follow me back to the ground, where misfortune and good fortune depend. If you seize the opportunity and grasp the current situation, perhaps Neon, whose vitality has been severely damaged, will usher in an unprecedented opportunity."5

He pointedly said: "That is an opportunity that even the United States yearns for, but never gets!35

Hearing this, several people around immediately got up and followed them out.

How could the rest of the staff let them leave in such a confused way, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait! What's going on up there? We have the right to know, and what does it mean to leave us here!

Commander Neon paused, and just when everyone thought he was going to explain, he slowly turned around, pointed at Daisuke Zhenxia, ​​and said, "You go with us."

Really, Daisuke was still inexplicably shocked by those few keywords, and he was even more astonished when he saw it. He glanced left and right, and finally tried to point to himself: "Are you talking about me? 39

"Yes." The skinny man said anxiously, "Hurry up.

Daisuke Mashima knew that he would not joke at such a moment. Although he couldn't figure out what was going on, he didn't dare to waste time. He quickly walked out of the crowd of tables and chairs, and left the conference room with a few people...

"Crack..."

In the dull mechanical sound, the heavy door slowly opened, and the sky light fell on the cheeks of the group.

It was obviously less than an hour before the emergency evacuation to the underground base, but everyone felt that several years had passed. When the air full of gunpowder and dust sank into the nostrils, the city of Edo, which had been turned into a gray ruin, also fell into their eyes.

Although it had been expected, everyone could not help but feel heavy.

But at the same time, Daisuke Mashima's mood was slightly lifted, because when he took the elevator to the ground, the thin man had already told him that he was going to see the Great Sage and Xuanwu.

When Xuanwu appeared before, although everyone was excited, they didn't get to the point of gaffe.

But the fame of Monkey King is too great in the cultural circle of Yan Kingdom. When it comes to reality, it is simply dazzling. Even now, Daisuke Mashima has an unreal illusion.

Moreover, the terrifying strength it showed was the reason why the Neon Nation, which lacked extraordinary power, really flocked to it.

It is well known that neon has hidden ambitions.

They want to seize this opportunity, as long as they can make good friends with the great sage and put a name in their hearts, then even if the Neon Kingdom suffers heavy losses this time, it will suddenly emerge in the current situation!

The group stepped out of the door one after another...

……and.