As night fell, the busyness of the government never stopped.
Everyone at the military headquarters and the top government officials had been having a day of meetings in a row. From fierce disputes to powerless giving up, everyone fell into a heavy mood.
Mr. Guo Shi has calculated that the ghost king will break free of the seal after three days, and if the cultivators cannot subdue them, then they will have to take the last resort - they will launch "evil bombs".
No one would have thought that the evil spirits bred in the hearts of the people, condensed enough, could actually be made into modern "nuclear weapons". Even the ghost king will be swallowed by this evil spirit.
The city where King Ling's tomb is located, City B, will be overwhelmed by this strong evil spirit. The government will try its best to evacuate the people of City B during these three days, but all the vitality of this city will be swallowed up by the evil spirit and will forever Can't get close.
Eight million people in city b will lose their homes.
The price is so painful.
…
Tomb of King Ling.
The immortal cultivators who had only the last trace of spiritual power left in their bodies retreated and came up for another group.
They sat on the ground, full of vicissitudes.
"Master!" A young disciple passed the outer checkpoint and ran in.
An elder turned his head and looked anxious, "What are you doing here?! Go back quickly!"
The young disciple's eyes turned red, "Master, look, Song Juyao from the Sword Sect of the Absolute Beginning today, she purifies the evil spirit of a building with one sword!"
The young disciple hurriedly took out his cell phone, but the master said, "Impossible, even if there are only three floors in a building, the master will not be able to purify it."
"Really, look, the videos are all here!" the disciple said, but his expression changed suddenly, "What a broken network! Why is the network here so bad, Master, wait..."
"There's no internet here! Hurry up and get out!"
Various weapons have been arranged near the tomb of King Ling, the signal is disordered, and the network used by ordinary mobile phones is not available.
"Master, really..."
Not only people from this sect came to talk about Song Juyao, but there were also people from other sects, and some of them also opened the video, but no one believed it.
In the past ten years, the Song family has given everyone the impression of being a showman, saying outrageous words that make people feel that their brains are not normal. Even if the video is playing in front of them, they subconsciously think that it is a trick to deceive people.
It only took less than ten seconds to purify with a single sword. This is too exaggerated. She is only 18 years old. The oldest and most powerful ancestors here cannot purify in ten seconds, at least half a Hours.
"Okay you guys, this child was spoiled by the family, but she didn't do anything bad, there's no need to let her die, she's only eighteen years old!" An elder scolded. I think the juniors are trying to harm people.
The juniors are so wronged, aren't they thinking of dead horses as living horse doctors, what if Song Juyao is really that powerful? But after being told by the elders, they really felt that Song Juyao was lying, and whether it was a drama she designed in advance.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a thunder sounded, and the wind blew wildly.
"what!"
"Come on people!"
The person who was delivering spiritual power to the seal shouted, and this formation was suddenly forcibly sucking their spiritual power! Tough, predatory, and murderous!
The masters who were resting couldn't care about anything else, so they could only get up and come to support immediately, and then they also fell into the vortex where their spiritual power was forcibly sucked away.
They started vomiting blood, some fell to the ground, fell into a coma, went into shock, and even lost their breath.
A master found the problem, his eyes widened, he turned his head and shouted at the juniors: "Don't come here, don't come here, run! The seal has been broken, this is a trap, King Ling wants to use up all our spiritual power. We can't take it anymore, get ready for the evil bomb! Children, children, run!"
"Master!!"
Qin Mei, who has been on the sidelines, looking for an opportunity to escape, took the opportunity to grab a few people who were about to rush over, "Don't let the masters down, let's get out of here!"
The meeting on the government's side had just ended, and the news was received that the seal on King Ling's tomb had been broken.
…
The role played by Zeng Can in this episode is no longer a brother-in-law. To be honest, if he wants to play the role of a brother-in-law again, he is afraid to think about it. So this time he is the next suzerain of the Xuanling faction, the gentle senior brother of the Xuanling faction, originally intended to make Song Juyao fall in love with him when she joined the Xuanling faction.
As a result, Song Juyao didn't come to the Xuanling faction at all. As soon as he came in, he was stunned.
What made him even more unexpected was that not long after he came in, he was faced with the situation of becoming an orphan and taking over the position of suzerain.
He was watching the comments of netizens on Song Juyao on the Internet, and speculated whether Song Juyao really broke the script again, or was really pretending to be a ghost, and was suddenly called by the old servant to the square of the Xuanling School.
In the square, all the disciples of the Xuanling faction have gathered, all of them are young or injured and cannot go out.
There was a very smooth mirror-like stone standing in front of the square. Before Zeng Can understood what was going on, the stone lit up, and then a picture appeared.
It was the tragedy of King Ling's tomb.
Zeng Can's mother was embarrassed and vomited blood, "Zeng Can, son, from today onwards, you will be in charge of the Xuanling Sect and take over as the suzerain. Disciples of the Xuanling Sect, listen carefully. Today, Master and I, With your brothers and sisters, you will dedicate the last trace of spiritual power to the world, and you need to take us as an example..."
Before she could finish speaking, she spit out another mouthful of blood.
Zeng Can was stunned, and the audience in the live broadcast room of the trial show was stunned. What happened?
"What the hell is going on?" Zeng Can asked the old servant.
The old servant burst into tears and told Zeng Can everything he knew.
【Wow! ! ! 】
【Something like this happened! 】
[My God, so many people are going to die just at the beginning? 】
【Where is Song Juyao? She is so powerful, why don't these people find her? ? 】
The audience of the trial show was shocked. In the shadow of the world, something big happened.
…
At the beginning of the Sword Sect, several brothers and sisters were gathering in the cafeteria to eat.
The sect master and the three masters and uncles are all sitting in the front row, and the disciples are in the back.
Song Juyao sits in the middle and is in the C position. The dishes in front of her are the most abundant, but the brothers are used to it. Anyway, when it is their turn to cook, they will subconsciously shake more meat on the plate of the younger sister.
small book booth
No matter how you raise it, you are still so thin.
Song Juyao looked at the plates of the surrounding brothers and said helplessly, "Our life will be better in the future, we can eat something good."
The big brother is so big, and there are not a few pieces of meat on the plate. They have lived relatively poor in the past ten years, but the good times will come soon.
"It's not that it's getting better. The money that the junior sister made today, didn't she take it back to the bank. When our store opens, it will be too late to eat good food."
"right."
After ten years of seclusion and cultivation, they secretly went out to kill some evil spirits, but they had never played it in front of others, so the outside world still regarded Jianxiu with contempt in their minds. Even with strength, there will still be subconscious fear. Like a shadow that requires a special eraser to remove.
There is an old TV set in the cafeteria, and the four teachers have to watch the news broadcast while eating every day. The disciples are also used to it, and they learn about current affairs at home and abroad while eating.
There is no news about King Ling's tomb.
[Obviously, the government of this world intends to hide the tomb of King Ling]
【How can you not hide it? 】
[Song Juyao still eats, still eats, hurry to the rescue, aren't you the most powerful? 】
【Are you sick? What's the matter with her? Did you forget that she asked those government officials if they wanted help during the day, and what did they say? 】
[Song Juyao is okay, there is nothing wrong with the murderer, you guys are awesome]
【I'm so anxious! 】
…
"As of now, the people in city b have no time to move, and the vicious bomb will be launched immediately, there is no need to announce it to the public, it will add panic to the public, and it will be covered up by directly saying that it was a monster attack. You are in city v, and it is still too close to city b. I'm afraid it will spread, I have sent someone to pick you up, you leave immediately."
Yuan Fei heard the elder brother say on the phone.
Yuan Fei is 19 years old this year and has just gone to college. Because of the summer vacation, he is traveling around the country with his friends. He listened to his elder brother's words, holding his head irritably and unacceptably.
"Is there really no other way?"
"This is the last resort, okay, don't talk nonsense outside, I'm busy." The elder brother hung up the phone.
Yuan Fei was born in this kind of family, and he also knew that there were many things in history that the authorities did not know about, but this was his first personal experience.
He felt very painful, just next door, in another city, more than eight million people, about to suffer. Even if the resulting disease can be cured by medicine, the bad qi will definitely settle and remain in the body, and they are destined to be frail and disabled.
Many people even died on the spot.
And they don't know anything yet. The mother may be breastfeeding the newborn child, the father is teaching the child to do homework and teaching is maddened, and the couple is imagining a happy future...
He knows that sometimes there are trade-offs, and that a small number of people must be given up for the benefit of the majority.
"Master." Outside the door, someone sent by the eldest brother knocked on the door.
"A Fei, let's go." The companions had also been told by the family, and came down with their luggage.
Yuan Fei closed his eyes, but Song Juyao's eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, his heart beat wildly, and he stood up suddenly, "No! There is still a way! I don't want to give up, maybe Song Juyao has a way? "
"But no one believes that Song Juyao can really do it, and it's too late, unless Song Juyao can fly!" At the beginning, Jianzong was also in V City, and he took the car to the tomb of King Ling, and he couldn't make it in time. Now he is flying to B City. Also banned.
"What if she can really fly?"
The little friend looked at Yuan Fei with an expression like you're fucking crazy.
…
At the beginning of the Sword Sect had landlines, and landlines were available in the cafeteria, hall, and training grounds. The reason for this was to not miss orders. Although it didn't ring a few times in the past year, in the past ten years, most of the netizens who are so idle have called to scold Song Juyao.
When the phone rang, they subconsciously thought they were calling to curse again.
"Fifteen to pick up."
"Junior Brother Sixteen, go."
"I'm not going, the third senior brother is on the side, take it."
"..." The honest and honest third senior brother had no choice but to pick up the microphone.
He was mentally prepared to hang up as soon as he heard the sharp voice, but when he heard unexpected words, the third senior brother was taken aback and looked at Song Juyao: "Little junior sister, you may need to answer this call."
Song Juyao raised his eyebrows, got up and walked over.
After a while, her face changed suddenly, "I see."
Yuan Fei was stunned, his friend was asking how he was doing.
"She, she said she knew."
"Then?"
"Hang up."
What does it mean? Will you take action? Can you help? Yuan Fei didn't know, he had done the only thing he could do, took a deep breath, and got into the car with his friends and left.
Under the darkness of the night, the disciples of the Sword Sect of Absolute Beginning drew out their long swords and flew into the sky, flashing quickly from the night sky like shooting stars.
Someone inadvertently looked up to see it, blinked hard, and patted his face, "Am I overusing my eyes?"
"I actually saw someone flying, hahaha, did I eat poisonous mushrooms??" The man drinking on the balcony looked drunk at the mushrooms on his plate.
…
"Coordinates n21.11, e61.9, city b, tomb of King Ling."
"The countdown to the launch of the evil gas bomb is 10 seconds, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!"
"emission!"
A black missile/bomb was launched from the weapon satellite in space and rushed to King Ling's tomb.
In King Ling's tomb, the last master had also exhausted his spiritual power and fell to the ground.
The light of the seal dimmed, and everything seemed to be at peace.
But in the next second, the tomb exploded, and a roar from thousands of troops sounded, gloomy and cold, like a ghost soldier rushing out of the underworld.
And just as the tens of thousands of troops rushed out, a vicious bomb struck head-on.
"boom!"