It's Long Shen!
The winter solstice opened his eyes wide, he almost forgot his desperate situation of dying, and stared at the figure that suddenly appeared.
Longshen raised his sword high and slashed from behind the demon!
The sword light is like a celestial saber, slashing down from the sky, the purple electricity covers the sun, and the waves are turbulent, as if in the name of heaven, he is judging the crime of Bo Beiye for leaving the abyss without permission.
At this time, the neck of the winter solstice was tightly grasped by a hand of the demon, unable to move. He even felt that his breath was about to collapse, and his mind wandered and wandered at the junction of yin and yang, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. It was the real Long Shen who escaped from the danger, or was it just an illusion before his death, but this illusion was so beautiful that he couldn't even blink.
Gritting his teeth, he vibrated his wrist, and the qi swept away the sword body. He laboriously lifted the long guard sword, which had become tens of thousands of kilograms for him, and squeezed the sword art with his left hand. The foreshadowing of the lightning spell.
"The Four Great Enlightenment, Heaven and Earth are permanent, the Jade Emperor is ordered by God, and the three elements are cleared. The mighty sword king, slaying evil and destroying traces. Ziqi rides the sky, Danxia He rushes, swallows demons and eats ghosts, and drinks the wind. The wind and thunder orders, thousands of miles of ghosts and spirits are shocked!"
In his eyes, Popeye's perfect face was like a ghost from hell, and he couldn't be tempted to shake it.
The top of the head suddenly brightened, and the thunderclouds were surging, and the sword energy that was like the top of Longshen Taishan had arrived!
The demon finally changed color slightly.
At the winter solstice, when he used his last strength to pass the Changshou sword into the body of the demon, he was thrown far away like a puppet.
In the last picture, he saw the fusion of thunder light and sword light, dazzling to the extreme white, mixed with a hint of purple, clouds gathered from all directions, layer upon layer, the sky became lower, and the heavy clouds accumulated the thunder Wei, wrap the demon under it.
With the demon as the center, the white light interweaves into a huge cyclone, the dust is flying, and the breath is mixed. Even the remnant of Zong'en's apprentice Shawang was swept in, thrown out from another direction, landed in the river next to it, and was caught again. The turbulence rushed away and was soon out of sight.
For the first time, he knew that when the light really wanted to radiate itself, it could cover up any darkness, and there would be no shadows under the bright light!
The next moment, he fell heavily to the ground.
The bones and limbs all over the body were all in severe pain, but the neck seemed to be broken, and I could not feel any pain.
He closed his eyes and let himself fall into the boundless darkness.
The winter solstice naturally didn't see it. In the light group, the demon watched in disbelief as his hands were devoured by the light little by little, turned into ashes, and then his forearms, shoulders, body, and finally his entire body was devoured.
He screamed shrilly, just like the screams from those people when he snapped the necks of Sawang and Suqi before, but this scream was sharper and more angry, as if it came from the abyss, roaring with the intention of making the last Suddenly, a wisp of black air broke free from the light group and swept towards the place where the black cyclone had appeared behind Long Shen.
Long Shen frowned, his heart moved at will, the sword was already out of his hand, and the sword light turned into a rainbow shadow to chase away, but Hei Qi seemed to know that this was his last chance to escape, and the speed was so fast that even the sword light couldn't catch up.
The abyss passage was blocked by Longshen, and the black cyclone disappeared, but Hong Rui, who had been incarnated by the demon before, was still on the ground. A wisp of black air escaped from his nostrils and quickly merged with the escaped black air. , quickly flew to the sky and disappeared without a trace.
Jianguang lost his target and had to stop in the sky. The dazzling light, together with the existence of Long Shen, almost made the nearby villagers think that the gods were punishing them, and they all knelt down and kowtowed.
Long Shen recalled the sword light and landed slowly. He looked around at the rubble that had turned into a flat ground. In the battle just now, almost everything within a radius of ten miles was destroyed, including Song En, a stockade that was very conspicuous in the surrounding villages. , and it all vanished.
His eyes swept across Kenta, who was crying while holding Xinchai's body, and fell on Song En not far away.
Song En was eaten by the demon just now, and a big hole was broken in his back, but the rest of the place was still intact.
Longshen walked over and stabbed his backhand sword directly into his head!
The tricks of the head descending division are endless. Since Song En can descend ghosts on the winter solstice, it is difficult to guarantee that there are still unknown secrets in the dead. Long Shen will never give him any chance of resurrection.
"Burn him!"
Kenta's voice suddenly came, he carefully put down his master, strode over, took out a bottle of unknown liquid from his arms, poured it on Song En's body, and lit another fire and threw it down, the fire was blazing. It ignited in an instant, igniting Song En.
"As long as the body is burned, he can no longer do anything wrong!" Kenta said angrily with tears in his eyes.
After dealing with Song En, Long Shen strode towards the winter solstice, helped him up, rubbed his palm until the opponent's arm was broken, he couldn't help frowning, found a wooden board, took off his coat, fixed his arm first, and then gave him a bite to eat. A piece of Qingdan.
After a while, the other party slowly woke up.
At the winter solstice, he wanted to open his mouth, but his mouth choked up because of the sudden inhalation of air.
"Don't talk." Long Shen said.
He shook his head and saw that there was blood on the corner of Long Shen's mouth. He couldn't help but reach out to help wipe it, but when he raised his hand, he realized that his hand was fixed by a wooden board.
Long Shen noticed his gaze, "Your hand is broken. It should have fallen when you landed just now. The rest should be fine. Go back and check again."
In this line of work, it is common to get injured every now and then, and fractures are nothing.
Winter Solstice nodded: "I just thought you..."
Long Shen knew what he was going to ask, and said slowly: "This demon is not a real demon."
To be precise, Tianmo Bo Beiye is the demon king who transforms into freedom. Even the Buddha is helpless. Its power, even if it can't match the Buddha, is very powerful. It is definitely not comparable to mortals. powerful presence in the world.
The universe has its own unique rules for maintaining its operation, and the forces that cause the world to become unbalanced will be naturally abandoned, just like when Pangu opened up the world in ancient myths. Anger, every move will lead to the premature destruction of the world, so he chose to decompose himself, and divide his power into mountains and rivers, the vast land, and spread it in every corner, so that the world can run safely in the end.
Naturally, Bobi Ye didn't have the great love of Pangu, so he couldn't come to this world with his full true body. In the long-lasting worship of Song En, the clone is nourished by flesh and blood, and when the so-called resurrection day, even a demon clone is enough to set off a huge bloody storm, involving countless people.
"I guessed with Xin, I thought it had not been fully resurrected, and in the final analysis, it was just a phantom avatar of a demon, not a real demon, so it wouldn't be too difficult to deal with. I didn't expect our arrival, but instead prompted its resurrection in advance. But this time, it was easy to kill it because of its unstable strength when it was born."
"The reason why your Tianlei couldn't kill him just now is because that black cyclone is actually an entrance channel to the abyss. He continuously draws power from the entrance. As long as the channel is opened, no one can kill him."
Hearing this, the winter solstice finally realized: "So you have to block the passage just now before you can kill the demon!"
Long Shen nodded: "The entrance is in the body of the woman who gave birth to the devil's womb. When the devil's womb is born, the woman becomes a natural passage to the abyss. In order to find such a suitable container, Song En must have looked for many people, and Han Qi is one of them. one."
Winter Solstice: "Is the passage completely closed now?"
"It's sealed. When the demon was born, when his power was the weakest, I had to seal the passage first and cut off his source of power, so I couldn't care about you just now. But the demon is extremely cunning, and there is still a trace of demonic energy to escape, I can only find a chance to destroy it next time." Long Shen's eyebrows also showed a trace of exhaustion.
The winter solstice leaned against the tree, and the pain in his body made him not want to move at all.
As soon as he pulled Long Shen, the other party sat down as well, and the two watched Song En's corpse burning in the raging fire not far away, gradually shrinking.
Such a big movement, the villagers not far away must have noticed it, but no one came.
No one dared to come over. They may be hiding in their own room and shivering, and they may not know that the mysterious and powerful Guru Songen has been reduced to ashes.
The fall of the winter solstice was resolved, and Master Xinchai also died. In order to save his disciple, he didn't even have time to explain a last word. Kenta and his master must have a good relationship, so he knelt beside Master Xinchai and lowered his Head down, not moving for a long time.
This time, four people came to find Song En, and the Winter Solstice never felt wrong, because he knew that Long Shen was strong enough to bring down the bone dragon alone. Long Shen did not call a few more people, there must be a dragon Deeply consider.
But looking at Xinchai's death, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty, because after all, Xinchai died indirectly for himself.
"It has nothing to do with you." Long Shen said.
Dongzhi found that he had unknowingly said this sentence, and hurriedly said: "Master, I am not blaming you."
Long Shen: "I understand what you mean. The Special Administration Bureau is running for the stele, and can't recruit more people. If you bring a few random people, if you are not prepared, you will only die in vain. The United States can help. But if they are involved, things will only be more complicated, so this time it is a decision I made after discussing with Xinguai."
At that time, they speculated that the demon was still some time away from being fully resurrected, and its body could not come over due to space constraints. The demon in front of him was not enough to prove it, so the four of them were enough to destroy it.
Looking at the entire Special Administration Bureau, there are very few people who can be stronger than Long Shen, and those who can match Long Shen must also play an important role. , tied hands and feet, unable to let go like just now.
What's more, Xin Guai, a fellow colleague, is already the number one head descending master.
Of course, the demons were born ahead of schedule, causing things to change, which they did not expect, but the battle is changing rapidly, and there are countless possibilities. Just like in the Yinchuan underground, no matter how many people there are, there will still be sacrifices. Life and death depend on oneself.
But these things, Long Shen did not say much, he believed that the winter solstice could figure it out by himself.
Back in the days when the Special Administration Bureau didn't have so many people, there were many tasks with no lower risk factor than now. Long Shen was single-handedly and alone. He was also used to this feeling of not being burdened.
A tacit understanding of the fighting partner is not so easy to find, Song Zhicun used to cooperate with him tacitly, but then Song Zhicun was promoted to the deputy director, leading a team by himself, and the two could no longer have the opportunity to go on a mission together. In the future, Zhong Yu can't do it, and it's not good to see that Chaosheng's temperament is too detached. He Yu is barely able to do it. However, since He Yu is the best in the second group, he should have more opportunities to take the lead, so He Yu has more opportunities. It is to take Kan Chaosheng on a mission.
The winter solstice is like a rising star. Long Shen thought that the performance of the other party was enough to surprise him, but the other party always surprised him even more.
At that time, he was busy blocking the abyss passage and did not appear for a long time. From the perspective of the winter solstice, he may have encountered an accident, but instead of losing his sense or fighting spirit, the other party was able to support him until he came back. The young man who was so frightened that his face was pale and overwhelmed, the winter solstice has grown more than a little bit, and it has only been a year since then.
Long Shen wiped off the blood on the other's face, and the Winter Solstice seemed to be able to sense his mood. He rubbed his face sideways on his hand, and there was no more intimate move. The two sat under the tree and enjoyed this rare moment of peace. .
From his short words, the winter solstice has heard the turbulent undercurrent of calm.
"Master, is there any progress on the stone tablet?"
Long Shen was silent for a moment, and finally came out with an astonishing news: "Ding Lan from the third group, together with Yu Buhui and Li Ying, went to Japan."
The winter solstice was stunned for a moment, and then he took a breath of cold air.
China is vast and rich in resources. It is not easy to find a few stone tablets on the land of 9.6 million square kilometers. Even now they already know that the stone tablets may be hidden on the dragon veins, but the dragon veins are large and small, inextricably linked, and nothing else. The Kunlun Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, the terrain is vast, and there are possibilities everywhere.
And now, Otoyu Hatohiko and Song En are obviously two different people. Otoyu doesn't even care about the demon that Song En wants to resurrect, so what he wants to release by destroying the magic-suppressing formation must be more powerful than the demon. Instead of continuing to look for a needle in a haystack to find the stone tablet, the most effective way is to kill Otowa Yutohiko's lair, either kill him or find the source he relies on.
Yu does not regret this person. I have heard about this person several times on the Winter Solstice, but I am not familiar with him. I only know that he is also a powerful figure in the Special Administration Bureau. Ding Lan is Song Zhicun's deputy. , The Winter Solstice also remembers that the Special Administrative Bureau was divided into two groups for training. He and Chi Banxia followed Zhong Yuyi to ask God, while Li Ying, Liu Qingbo and others followed Ding Lan to the tomb.
Naturally, these three people are not incompetent, but Japan is Otowa Hatohiko's lair after all. If they go, it must be extremely dangerous.
Winter Solstice couldn't help but ask: "Then they are now..."
Long Shen said: "This is an internal decision of the General Administration. I don't agree with it, but most people think they can give it a try. Ding Lan and Yu Buregai also took the initiative to ask for Ying. Before we came out, they should also set off. Now No news yet."
When to start, where to start, these are top secrets, which will affect the safety of operators at every turn. It is not someone who can inquire at the level of the Winter Solstice, and he did not ask any further.
Long Shen held down his hand to investigate, and after a while he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your head down has been completely resolved." This was the best news of this trip, and even Long Shen couldn't help but feel relieved. "Let's help Kenta send the letter and guess it back. In Bangkok, there are several people from all over the world who are waiting for me to go to a meeting, and you happen to be listening together."
There is no objection to the winter solstice.
The rope around his neck had been cut, and the remaining injuries were nothing.
After the black air dissipated, the sky was still bright, and the sun came out from behind the clouds again. Near the equator, the night was unbearable to be destroyed by the sun. , and only one day has passed.
In one day, it was like walking through the underworld, trying to survive from death, from death to life.
Some people are dead, some are still alive, but everything is not over yet. Those who are alive still need to continue to fight.
"Happy birthday." He heard Long Shen say.
The winter solstice was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that today was the winter solstice in the twenty-four solar terms, and it was also his birthday.
"Make a wish, I see other people's birthdays, they all want to make a wish." Long Shen said.
No cake, no candles, but with loved ones around, the winter solstice feels like you've got the best gift this year.
He thought about it and said, "I hope that in the years to come, every birthday will be spent with Master."
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Over the years, Song En has practiced a lot of sorcery, many of which are appalling. He is not afraid to bring out the evil in human nature to the extreme. For him, taking other people's lives is no longer an issue. What's the matter? After many people were killed by him, their bodies were used as containers, and even their souls were imprisoned for eternity. He was killed, and I don't know what he knew and how he felt.
Now, with the ruins here, those bottles and jars, and the insidious sorcery have all been destroyed, leaving no trace. Instead, they have saved a lot of time for the aftermath. Accompanied by the Winter Solstice and Long Shen, Kenta packed up and burned his division's body on the spot.
There are many unknown special ways in head-turning surgery. In the eyes of head-turning masters, death is not the end of everything. There are at least a hundred ways to use human corpses to do various things in head-turning surgery. He wouldn't let his master be used after his death, and he couldn't rest in peace, so he hurriedly cremated the body and returned with the ashes.
When the three of them left, none of the villagers in Xianda Village dared to come forward to stop them. They all regarded Longshen and others as more powerful descendants of the winter solstice. Even Suqi's grandmother, who had appeared before, disappeared.
Solstice thought about negotiating with the local government to have them burn the poppies, but was stopped by Kenta. Kenta told him that the United Nations had brought a lot of seeds of alternative crops and taught the villagers how to grow coffee and other cash crops to replace poppies, but the villagers believed that those alternative crops were not as fast as poppy, so the UN staff left. After that, they all secretly planted poppies again. In fact, the government has also banned several times, but it has been banned repeatedly, and because of this, it is close to the border, and the mountains and jungles are dense. If the poppies are burned, the villagers will hide in the mountains and come out again after the limelight. Cooperation with drug lords is a vicious cycle, so the local government can only turn a blind eye in the end.
In human nature, there is goodness that is willing to help others, and there is evil that is selfish to the extreme by only caring about immediate interests. Longshen and Winter Solstice are not omnipotent. They can kill real monsters, but they are helpless against such weak people who are willing to be slaves of monsters. Such people are inexhaustible, and they are citizens of other countries, even their own. The government is powerless. Long Shen and others can only negotiate at the government level, strictly abide by the national border, and prevent these raw materials and finished products from having the opportunity to flow into the country.
After he left Xianda Village and came to Chiang Rai, the traces of modern civilization came back little by little. The experience in Xianda Village seemed to be an illusion of the winter solstice, but he knew very well that those people and things had really existed. Even the trace of the demonic spirit that escaped in a hurry may become a hidden danger in the future.
Xinchai's hometown is in Chiang Rai. In order to prevent his master's hostile descendants from learning that Xinchai's ashes returned to their hometown, Kent specially divided Xinchai's ashes into several parts, one part was scattered in the lake, and the other part. Scattered on the fertile soil, and another on the tombstones of his parents.
After doing all this, Kenta set off again with Long Shen and the others to Bangkok.
Recently, not only China, but all over the world, the 51 group of the CIA in the United States heard that Long Shen was in Southeast Asia, and specifically proposed to have a meeting before the World Exchange Conference. Long Shen agreed. It was planned to be attended by Xinchai, but now that Xinchai is dead, and his apprentice Kenta is not qualified enough, he can only temporarily send another senior head descending master to attend.
At the beginning of the winter solstice, I thought that the 51st group was the 51st group of a certain department, but it was later discovered that it was not the case at all.
The code name 51 comes from Area 51, the most mysterious air force base in Nevada, USA. It is said that it gathers all the mysterious research results of the United States that are not open to the public, including extraterrestrial civilizations and so on. Group 51 has little to do with Area 51, but citing this code name is enough to make people imagine the mystery.
Of course, this is for ordinary people. In the eyes of Long Shen and the others, Group 51 is not mysterious, it is nothing more than a relevant department like the Special Administration Bureau. The members of the group include practitioners, who are called demon hunters there, and a high-tech research team composed of ordinary scientific researchers. The zombie simulation training they received before joining the team at the Winter Solstice was the result of the joint production of the 51 group and the Special Administration Bureau. It is said that Now Britain, France and other countries also intend to introduce this system, and they are negotiating the price. After knowing this, the Winter Solstice is an eye-opener. For the first time, I know that this kind of simulation system can also be used to make money for business.