Chapter 720: Restoration of Dali.
The corruptors of the world are gone.
When he left, he took Zhao Siyu with him. The deputy demon-suppressing envoy Mu Sanshui tried to stop him, but half of his body was corroded by a drop of solution, and he died on the spot.
Fortunately, the Corruptors of the World did not kill them all. They turned around and left with Zhao Siyu, leaving only a group of shocked demon-suppressing soldiers.
Duan Tianming dedicated his body, Zhao Siyu was taken away, and the entire city was mottled by the solution.
In order to survive, the people who were lucky enough to escape the corrosion of the solution had to take up arms to defend themselves.
I raised my spirits and jumped forward, already standing in front of several panic-stricken demon-suppressing soldiers.
It's a pity that Mu Sanshui could not wait to regain Dali and died under the corrosive solution of the old gods, leaving only half of his body.
I took the battle flag from the demon-suppressing soldier, jumped up, and was already standing on the top of a tall building.
With the help of the cold wind blowing from the wilderness, flags were fluttering and red light was everywhere.
A huge soul wave spread out in all directions with this flag as the center.
"Duan Tianming is dead! The old god has escaped! Everyone return to their rooms immediately!"
This news was not shouted out with a voice, but released with soul waves.
Except for a few places blocked by runes, the soul wave can ignore almost any obstacle and achieve all-round coverage.
They roared angrily and rushed towards the battle flag without hesitation.
Even if the old god abandons him, this fact still cannot be changed!
Now seeing the familiar red battle flag, they all regained their composure, turned around and fled into their homes.
No matter what, the old god ruled him for just over half a year.
And for most of them, Middle-earth was already established when they were born.
Even if they believe in the old gods, they still subconsciously think that they are the people of Middle-earth.
This is the main reason why the World Corruptors don't get much out of them.
I stood under the flag, but I felt quite touched in my heart.
The people of this era are unfortunate. As ordinary people, they live in a world filled with gods and Buddhas.
In this era, some people are working hard to become stronger and want to control their lives, while others are impressed by the power of gods, immortals, ghosts, corpses, demons, and demons, and become their most loyal.
But more people are resigned to it, living and dying like crazy weeds.
These are people whose souls have been polluted by the old gods, and they are also people who can no longer be saved.
In other words, the only way to save them is to kill them.
Since Duan Tianming died and Zhao Siyu was kidnapped, there are basically no decent masters in this city.
I stretched my waist slightly, ready to take them down in one go, but I heard a rumbling sound above my head.
Looking up, I saw three transport planes roaring past the clouds.
At exactly this time, the rising sun shone its first ray of light on the fuselage.
Under the sun, small black dots jumped from the rear of the cabin and fell rapidly.
When they were still five hundred meters away from the ground, parachutes suddenly opened.
Under the parachute, there are elite demon-suppressing soldiers wearing multi-functional combat uniforms, carrying rune swords, and wearing various equipment around their waists!
This group of demon-suppressing soldiers is extremely fierce. In order to pursue speed, some demon-suppressing soldiers even dare to open their umbrellas when they are still a hundred meters away from the ground.
They just used the parachute to cushion their speed slightly, and then they cut the parachute rope and fell directly from a height of twenty to thirty meters.
The leading man was tall and strong with muscles all over his body.
The combat uniform on his body was bulging with muscles, making him look extremely majestic.
This person didn't pay attention to the ordinary ones, but went straight to the two masters who had just reached A level.
The two people had enthusiastic faces and faced them directly without any fear.
The two sides only fought for one round. One A-level was cut in half by him on the spot, and the other had an arm broken off.
But the majestic demon-suppressing soldier was also stabbed, and turbulent black energy emerged from the wound on his shoulder.
The black energy continued to erode the body of the demon-suppressing soldier, but the strong man reacted quickly, and with the flash of the knife in his hand, he had already dug out the corroded muscles.
Without even frowning, he drew his sword again, and another A-level's head flew up in an instant.
I was secretly amazed when I saw it. Although these two have just entered A-level, A-level is A-level. Even in the end of the Dharma era, they can be regarded as masters.
But when the two of them joined forces, they were defeated and killed in an instant.
It shows that this strong man with a majestic body is almost close to the peak of A-level.
He didn't care about the deep scars on his body. Instead, his muscles tensed up, as if nothing happened.
Then this guy looked up and saw the battle flag and me standing under the battle flag.
He shouted loudly: "Old sir! I am Mu Zhijun, the Demon Suppressor of Southern Yunnan! Here is Deputy Mu Sanshui!"
I was slightly stunned.
It is estimated that Mu Sanshui had already notified the demon-suppressing envoys in southern Yunnan when the old gods descended into chaos.
However, he ultimately failed to hold out until reinforcements arrived and was killed by the old god.
I replied: "Sacrificed."
The strong man said loudly: "A soldier should die on the battlefield! The deputy minister was benevolent and died a worthy death!"
"Who are you!"
I looked at my white hair hanging down. , feeling slightly bitter in my heart.
I use Pangu's power at the cost of my own life.
Now I can see my growing hair without looking in the mirror, and the wrinkles on my cheeks that look like old elm bark.
I'm already old.
If soul fluctuations were not used for identification, no one would believe that this old man with gray hair was He Yongheng who had been chasing God for half a year.
I took a deep breath and responded: "I am the exorcist of Middle-earth!"
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Today you can regain the sanctuary. I hope you can treat the people well." No matter what, as the guardians of Middle-earth, it is our responsibility to fail to ensure their safety!
I nodded slightly and said, "As it should be! " "
While we were talking, more and more demon-suppressing soldiers had parachuted into the Dali Sanctuary.
Seeing all this, I was slightly relieved.
Now that the world's corruptors have gone to find the prophet, they probably don't have time to pay attention to this place.
The city was completely recovered.
Then I jumped off the building and quickly disappeared into the streets.
The voice of the Southern Yunnan Demon Envoy came from behind: "Don't leave, old man! I haven't asked for your name yet..."
I ignored him, I was no longer needed here.
But my journey of asking questions is not over yet.
It seems that I already have some ideas on how to embark on the path of questioning one’s heart.
But if we really want to take this step, there is still a long way to go.
This step is very mysterious. It does not depend on how strong you are or how strong your soul is, but on your state of mind.
If you want to understand it, you may be able to embark on the path of asking your heart in the next second.
If you can't figure it out, you may never be able to find your true heart in your life.
The buildings on both sides were retreating rapidly, and I turned a deaf ear to the Southern Yunnan Demon Envoy's inquiries.
But just when I was leaving the city, a playful voice suddenly came to my ears: "You are He Yongheng."
"You are also Pangu."
"But how did you become such an old guy? Interesting, shouldn't you be? Does it bear the life span of Pangu?"
When I heard this voice, the hair on my body almost exploded.
Damn it, who is talking in my ear!
(End of chapter)