The City Deceives The World

And one of them has already been blasted into the sky by him.

Amidst the dense ghost atmosphere, a ferocious ghost suppressed the world.

The whole world was silent.

Even the United States and Japan, countries that are constantly pursuing cutting-edge technology, were also severely suppressed. They never thought that individuals could be so powerful. 0

They know very well that it is not that the Chinese military is incompetent.

But this bloody figure that is as terrifying as the arrival of a ghost is too terrifying. It seems that until now, he has not used all his strength.

Putting it on their side will only cause greater damage.

Capital Intelligence Department.

There was silence.

But the bosses were not too worried, they just frowned and thought about something in silence. This terrifying combat power was actually still in their estimation.

The collective wisdom of mankind is definitely not as simple as clearing the ground with gunfire.

a while.

Huang Haopeng came in with the information. Boss Lin looked at it and finally said solemnly: "Report it!"

In the town.

The gloomy sky was covered with dense clouds, and gray drizzle kept falling like strands.

Under the eaves.

A young man holding a black oil-paper umbrella in his hand was looking up at the sky.

His figure is somewhat illusory but gradually solidifying.

Su Lie shows serious complexity.

His whole body was enveloped in a brilliant golden-red flame, his fangs were exposed, his nails were long, and he punched 353.

"Tian Cang Beidou, Dali Cang Long!"

Crush the ghost's mud, burn his flesh and blood, crush his bones, and crush all his souls bit by bit.

At this moment, he no longer thought about collecting souls.

The casualties at this time have far exceeded the limit, and nothing is more shocking than the real killing unfolding before your eyes.

These are not numbers, these are lives. In fact, when Wenshan went up, there were few living people inside.

And people are dying here all the time.

The brilliance of human nature also unfolds among these military men. There may be some impurities in reverie, but it does not affect its shock at all.

but.

He still cannot make it public and still needs to maintain everything he has laid out. In the past, he might have just wanted to do this out of interest.

But now he clearly knows that what he is doing may be saving the world, because without his existence, the stories in the human epic may very well become reality.

The reason why he endured in Wenshan for so long was that he continued to accumulate magical power through the hands of Hanlin.

Because, the current situation can no longer be solved by the Six Stars or the Third Level of the Holy Path.

Since he exists, everything is up to him and not to God.

On the street.

Fight.

Mi'er's almond-shaped eyes were red, and her punches and kicks contained her anger and (becg) her sadness.

Wang Jierui, a Chinese with a Western appearance, was also fighting, roaring, roaring, and filled with grief and anger.

And Hanlin's whole body was like Su Lie, glowing, sublimating, burning the sublimation of life, even if he risked his life to suppress evil spirits.

"arrive!"

Su Lie felt that the divine power finally reached a certain threshold.

"Finally enough!"

The umbrella-holding phantom that communicated with the town gradually shifted its body.

What remains here will be just a phantom between reality and illusion.

Under the eaves of each house.

None of the windows of the houses on both sides of the street had lights on, as if the entire street was deserted and dark and gloomy.

The sky is gloomy, the houses are gloomy, and the light is getting dimmer.

Cries of death and roars could also be heard in the distance.

A phantom takes on real flesh and blood.

The young master frowned slightly. He lowered his head and glanced at the white clothes he was wearing. The clothes were soaked by the rain at the feet, and the water was wet on the leather boots embroidered with exquisite patterns.

"I hate rain." He sighed.

The sound was not loud, but it seemed unusually abrupt on the deserted rainy street.

Because there was no one in sight except him on the whole street.

No one answered.

People die. "

Thin raindrops fell on the eaves, and water dripped down the silent beak. Then it landed at the young master's feet, splashing water and revealing the feet of his robe.

Outside Wenshan Town.

Crying, howling, fear, despair...

Thousands of reporters from all over the world gathered in Wenshan Town to watch the excitement and seek immortality. They were all screaming and howling under the butcher's knife.

There was no mercy in the eyes of those dark figures filled with gloomy energy. The sharp blades formed by the gloomy energy helped them kill, and no one could stop them.

The soldiers who maintained discipline and maintained the blockade had already been damaged in the battle, and they did not put down their firearms until the last moment.

It's just that bullets are useless against the dead themselves.

Even artillery fire and grenades can only make them collapse, and then they can be recast in an atmosphere of despair.

Dongfang Huineng's eyes were red. He was scared and his body was shaking, but he wanted to fight and save these people.

Even if he is only fourteen years old, he only has a little bit more power than ordinary people.

He also wants to fight.

Even if it's just to protect your parents.

In chaos, despair, and gradually going crazy.

When he saw his father's arm being cut off by a jet-black blade that was emitting black gas, and he was about to die immediately, his emotions gradually reached the limit.

Then...fight!

suddenly.

He seemed to hear a sigh, which was not condescending and suitable for a calm conversation.

"Don't be depressed, just fight and do what you want to do."

Dongfang Huineng could feel the good cultivation and equal attitude in that voice.

Just when he was about to ask something, the voice had already faded away, and then he felt that there were countless more contents in his mind, as if endless power was pouring out of his body.

He roared out as if venting his anger, and his whole body radiated bright golden light.

"The golden body is immortal, all evils can be warded off, and the faith of all peoples can be tolerated by my heart."

A song of righteousness in heaven and earth!

Master Yuzhong (Su Lie----Master Zhou) deduced a Shinto secret art, and also taught him the complete version of the Iron-Blooded War Banner.

"Protect! Protect! If the people of the world place their hope in me, I will carry it on my shoulders. If the people of the world fail me, I will not let the people of the world fail. Even if I sacrifice my life to repay the bombardment, I should keep them safe."

At this moment, Dongfang Huineng's mind was constantly echoing with these voices. The beliefs of all peoples were united in this special situation covered by a different world, and his soul was immersed in an extremely soothing state.

His body was burning with energy and blood, and his muscles, bones, skin and flesh were constantly transforming and sublimating.

Nirvana transforms into rebirth and recreates the extraordinary.

The devil who cut off his father's right arm was torn apart, every inch of his bones was crushed, and his entire existence was wiped out by him.

Then he faced the endless stream of evil spirits.

Either hands, feet, shoulders, elbows, or knees are all attacking, and blazing flames come out of the hands, forming fists, knives, spears, swords, sticks, and other phantoms.

There were no roads, no gaps, no room for escape around him, and they were densely packed with dark ghosts with malicious eyes.

There's no need to dodge.

There is no road.

Fight your way out.

There are no gaps.

Then break out the gap.

"Single-handed, risking one's life to death, fighting thousands of miles, just to protect the country and the great rivers and mountains. To protect the sons and daughters of the Chinese people, the descendants of Yan and Huang, "to protect the dignity and blood of the people!"

Dongfang Huineng tore the evil ghost into pieces and screamed in the sky.

"Master, I, Dongfang Huineng, will definitely live up to your wishes!"

at the same time.

The sky in the west changed drastically, and a golden light suddenly appeared in the black clouds.

[This chapter has a lot of words. If you don’t understand it, there will be explanations later. I’m afraid it’s too literary and seems pretentious. It’s not a formal appearance here, so I’ll simply describe it as “hehe.”