Chapter 695: The battle between Wei Wuguo and He Bu Lai.
A flash of black energy flashed across Master Guangming's face, and he was obviously very angry at my words.
But he still endured it and said: "Or, let me help you save someone. For example, the chief executive who should not be beaten the most?" "
Or more importantly, I secretly cultivated more than a dozen immortal corpses. If the money doesn't come now, Even if his soul is still alive, as long as he is given a body, he can be reborn..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhang Sanfen's eyebrows gradually rose.
He shouted sternly: "Master Guangming! Do you want to start a war with us?"
"If not, get away! If so! Let's join forces to kill you first!"
Even if Master Guangming is a veteran S-class powerhouse, But my brothers are not vegetarians either.
If they really wanted to swarm them, it would not be impossible for them to beat the old master to death with random punches.
Master Guangming was scolded by us, and he looked a little embarrassed.
He sneered: "Do you think the Black Goat is the only one who raided Kyoto this time?"
"Tell you! Both the Temple and Fairyland are paying attention to this battle! Once Middle-earth loses Kyoto, its luck will definitely be robbed! At that time, all parts of Middle-earth will be engulfed in endless war!"
"A group of juniors, do you think you can turn the tide?"
I couldn't help but want to fight this guy, but Chu Wu stopped me.
He said seriously: "It's not your turn to worry about the future of Middle-earth!"
"Even if Kyoto really falls and the president dies in the battle, that's still what we should worry about." "
Now, please get out of the way immediately, I Just count to three!"
Although Chu Wu only looks like a teenager, he is a genuine centenarian.
Due to his serious physical illness, he could only exist as a soul.
After going through the journey of questioning one's heart and reaching S level, the hidden dangers of the body were completely resolved.
He has a calm temperament and thinks a lot when things happen.
I also know that now is not the time to fall out with Master Guangming.
Faced with this situation, taking action can only be the worst option. On the contrary, it is better to intimidate the opponent.
Not to mention, Master Guangming really didn’t dare to say more.
Now time is money and life.
If you stop the other party again, it will be clear that you are going to fall out.
Without saying a word, he turned and left.
At the same time, at the checkpoint location of the South Sixth Ring Road in Kyoto.
A dusty old man stood on the edge of Kyoto.
But he was also blocked.
Why Bu Lai's eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept for a long time.
But from a spiritual point of view, his blood and soul are still strong.
Faced with this S-class master who was blocking him, why not say nothing and slowly draw his sword.
The master opposite had six wings and a halo covering his whole body.
His facial features were not clearly visible because of the light covering them, but everyone knew that this was a seraph created by God.
Such mass-produced angels are basically transformed based on the souls of fanatic believers.
Their faith in God is extremely devout, and they voluntarily give up their own thoughts and become artificial creatures who only know how to do as they are told.
Of course, in temple terms, it is a great honor to be an angel.
To become a seraph, you have to be more careful. Most people who want to do it cannot do it.
This kind of mass-produced angel cannot actually be called S-class.
Because they have given up their thoughts.
But God didn't know what means he had mastered to forcibly increase the soul power of the angel army.
Taking the lowest-level two-winged angel as an example, it is basically A-level.
The four-winged angel is the pinnacle of A-level.
Seraphim must be false gods after all.
The soul strength of the Seraphim in front of him was off the charts. Judging from the data, it was even higher than Why Not Come.
This is why you should be so cautious.
This was the first time he encountered a seraphim of this level.
Neither of the two parties spoke, and they started fighting each other as soon as they met.
He Bu Lai's black and white sword of life and death is still unsheathed, but its sharp sword energy is unmatched.
Even the seraphs didn't dare to take it hard.
But the seraphs relied on their six wings to be extremely flexible and flew up and down in the sky. They were evenly matched with He Bu Lai, and they were evenly matched!
Why Bu Lai didn't say a word, but the scabbard in his hand became more and more powerful.
He had no intention of drawing his sword. Because his sword is reserved for Cthulhu, or God.
The two strong men fought fiercely in the south of the city, but in the west of the city, an S-level battle also took place.
Wei Wuguo was wearing a tattered combat uniform, he looked exhausted and his body was covered with dust.
He also came back in a hurry. But standing in front of him was a young man with fair complexion and wearing a black cloak.
The young man's dress was extremely gorgeous.
He wore an obsidian stone on his forehead, and in the middle of the stone, there was a faint purple flame flickering.
His black cloak seems to be made of some kind of animal fur. If you look carefully, every fur is surrounded by extremely fine runes.
This cloak alone is equivalent to a weapon with extremely strong defensive power!
Under his black cloak, he wore a white robe with gold thread.
The gold thread is made of pure gold. If you look closely, the gold thread seems to form a faint loop on the body.
Soul power flows through it.
In addition, there is a white tiger beside him.
Wei Wuguo could naturally tell at a glance that this tiger had become a spirit. To be precise, it was a demon tiger.
There was also no dialogue between the two.
But they all understand what the other person means.
One wants to enter the city, and the other wants to prevent him from entering the city.
Wei Wuguo pulled out the rune sword from his waist.
His rune sword was exactly the same as the weapon used by ordinary demon-suppressing soldiers, except that the blade was mottled, as if it had been through countless battles.
Then without saying a word, he trotted towards the opponent with his rune sword in hand.
When the tip of the knife dropped to the ground, it drew sparks on the road.
The young man wearing a black cloak opposite said nothing, but the white tiger roared and flew out.
But the next second, the sword flashed, and the white tiger's roar turned into a howl.
This white tiger, which was more than four meters tall, was hacked to pieces in just an instant!
The white fur on its body bloomed with runes of light.
It was precisely because of the light of these runes that it avoided being dismembered!
Wei Wuguo said nothing.
Attention is still focused on the young man.
The white tiger has reached the A-level peak, and if it goes one step further, it will be able to embark on the path of asking one's mind.
But for Wei Wuguo, the real enemy was still this immortal.
The Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Fairy Mountain.
…
Smoke is everywhere around Kyoto.
Without the obstruction of the Master of Light, we set off again.
After entering the boundaries of Kyoto, the environment instantly improved a lot.
The snow on the road has been shoveled clean, and there are also some sporadic vehicles traveling back and forth.
Basically they are official vehicles.
There are also some refugees near Kyoto who are walking on foot, or even riding bicycles.
When a national crisis strikes, there are always some people who desperately want to escape.
We ignored the group and sped past like a whirlwind.
After a while, we saw the blood cloud covering the sky!
Among the blood clouds, some relatively large old gods showed off their power in mid-air, swooping down from time to time, knocking down the demon-suppressing soldiers in pieces.
In order to deal with the old gods, Kyoto's demon-suppressing soldiers used a large number of incendiary bombs, so that thick smoke filled the streets and alleys, and black smoke pillars flew straight into the sky like a giant dragon with claws and teeth.
Kyoto has now become a war zone.
The streets were littered with the corpses of citizens and demon-suppressing soldiers, scattered as far as the eye could see.
Countless skyscrapers collapsed, and countless refugees were buried in the rubble.
Many refugees were disgraced, and despite the raging old gods above their heads, they were still frantically trying to rescue their relatives and friends from the ruins.
Some of the demon-suppressing soldiers were maintaining order and rescuing the wounded, while others, under the leadership of their own captains, were trying to find ways to severely injure the old gods.
It is true that they can't deal with the S-level old gods, but if they are at the peak of A-level, they can also hurt the opponent with flames or high-performance armor-piercing bullets.
Anyway, wherever you look, there are battlefields, ruins, fire and gunpowder smoke everywhere.
My blood surged as I watched.
Kyoto is the brain of Middle-earth, and it is also where all the high-level officials are stationed.
Even after the end of the Dharma Age, this place will not be affected by bad weather because of the protection of the national destiny.
Even many wealthy people from other places have tried their best to come to Kyoto to take refuge, because they have determined that this is the safest place.
But now?
The old gods have destroyed the city.
I don’t know how many tens of thousands of people died in this war!
I couldn't hold back the murderous intention in my heart, and said loudly: "Seeking death!"
The phantom of the Sky Axe was released from my body, and the overwhelming power spread rapidly, like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Wherever it went, it was like A soul storm blew up!
(End of chapter)