The cleanup of the rioters has long been included in the arrangements of the highest emergency preparedness plan...
This is because, before fighting against the outside world, we must first make peace with the inside!
No one wants someone to stab them in the back.
This is a massacre -
Groups of heavily armed demon soldiers swept through the streets and alleys, leaving only soul-shaking gunshots and corpses that had been pierced through.
The dull roar of armored tanks kept crushing everyone's hearts... They admitted that they were scared!
Those who are hiding in Black Heart City and dare not take the risk know very well that unless they unite to rebel, there is no chance of surviving the firepower of the steel torrent.
but!
It's extremely difficult to unite. They simply don't have a basis for mutual trust. Most of them want others to be cannon fodder.
So, in the fierce light and darkness, as the massacre began... a commotion that had been fermenting for a long time seemed to disappear in an instant, torn apart directly and brutally by artillery fire.
No one is really stupid.
When they realized that the current situation might be really bad, and this time the Black Heart Demon clan was going to kill them, people hid in their houses again.
Compared to being directly bombarded to death by artillery shells now, it would be better to survive for a while!
So, ten minutes later, there was no more commotion in the entire Black Heart City except for clusters of burning fires.
There are only bleak pavilions in the darkness.
The urban area that used to be bustling and noisy is now as quiet as a cemetery, and even the light of candles and oil lamps is quickly extinguished.
Black Heart City was once again shrouded in gloomy silence.
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And hidden under the ground of Black Heart City, the underground master control room with a depth of about seven meters...
"According to the order of Patriarch Molu, the newly developed secret white phosphorus weapon has been launched against the two Buddhist thieves who came to Black Heart City to cause trouble!" The demon eagle stared gloomily at the big screen in front of him that monitored the entire city.
Looking at the Black Heart City that had become dead again on the screen, especially at the real sword master submerged in the white phosphorus flames, the tight wrinkles on his face relaxed a little.
And he used the red leather phone in his hand to face the leader of the Molu clan to directly report the mission.
Then... carefully put away the phone.
at the same time!
The demon eagle also rubbed his swollen temples worriedly. He had too many worries and confided to the third elder beside him: "Third brother, although I don't know why the Molu clan chief insisted on using a secret weapon to punish the two
A little Buddhist mouse, but this is an order after all.”
"Also, the current situation is not optimistic..." The demon eagle looked melancholy and looked deeply outside the city. The Buddhist Qibao Ami Lotus Seat Pure World Warship was parked above the Black Heart City.
The magic eagle feels really insecure!
I'm afraid... Black Heart City will be bombarded by a bomb in the next second.
It's like an adult holding a pistol, with the dark muzzle pointing at your head. It feels like the magic vulture can't help but pessimistically say: "Can Black Heart City really survive this time?
Before the fight even started, the demon eagle lost three points of its morale.
"Alas... who says it's not the case?" The third elder beside the demon eagle used his rough fingers to hold up his thick reading glasses, and saw helplessly that the leader of their black-hearted demon clan, Mo Wu Shangxian, was now huddled in the
After Black Heart City.
Be ready to escape at any time!
Looking at this posture, he is even more cowardly than them.
This gave the Demon Vulture and the Third Elder the urge to vomit blood.
"As a clan leader, is it really appropriate for you to be so cowardly?"
Even though... Mo Lu was cowardly not just once or twice, but every time when Black Heart City was in trouble, he would run away if he disagreed.
Unreliable to the extreme.
This made both the Magic Vulture and the Third Elder have the urge to defect, not for the first time.
after all!
It will be the courage of the soldiers!
Mo Lu is so cowardly, which makes it really hard for his subordinates not to feel discouraged!
Perhaps, the current downfall of the Black-Hearted Demon clan, which anyone can step on, is really closely related to the coward of Mo Lu, the patriarch and the leader.
although!
Mo Lu has indeed allowed the Black Heart Demon clan to survive, but the backbone of the Black Heart Demon clan seems to have been lost, and their spines have not been straightened out for a long time.
It's like a multiple-choice question, do you want to be a hero for three minutes, or do you want to be a coward for a lifetime?
Mo Lu has chosen the latter!
The Demon Eagle, the second elder, the third elder, and all the remaining members of the Black Heart Demon clan actually chose the latter, and the passionate young men who really dared to fight, fight, and fight in the heavens were actually dead.
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And these hot-blooded young men are the ones who can inherit the name of the Black Heart Devil!
Forty-three generations of black-hearted demons, forty-three young men with the most potential, and forty-three prospects for the rise of the black-hearted demon clan, all died under very strange circumstances. They either capsized in the gutter or disappeared inexplicably.
Or die suddenly, be poisoned, be cursed, be assassinated... Anyway, no one can survive.
One time may be an accident, but forty-three times is a conspiracy.
No - this is already a conspiracy.
Mo Lu, Mo Jiu, and the three elders... actually all saw clearly that no one in the entire Demon Realm hoped that the Black Heart Demon Clan would rise again and a Black Heart Demon Ancestor would appear again to divide the profit cake of all the Demon Ancestors.
so!
As long as they, the Black-Hearted Demon Clan, live in the Demon Realm for one day, they are destined to never prosper again.
because!
What they have to face is the oppression of the entire demon realm and all demon clans.
It’s not that the black-hearted demons don’t know how to work hard, but that they are targeted by the world and suppressed by everyone! This is a desperate reality!
Over time...
As the forty-third generation carefully selected and heavily protected the black-hearted demon boy died, both the demon eagle and the three elders became very sad.
They must not surrender to the cruel reality.
Until now... From top to bottom in the Black Heart Demon clan, everyone is thinking about how to continue to live, instead of thinking about cultivating immortality and making progress every day!
Because once you perform outstandingly, you will die!
This cruel reality made the demon eagle and the third elder want to laugh, but they cried when they laughed.
now!
The fact that the leader of the Molu clan welcomed King Lei Zhuang so warmly may not mean that the Black Heart Demon clan betrayed the Demon Realm and then switched to the Void.
Let the Black Heart Demon Clan find another way out——
In short: we can no longer stay in this demonic realm.
In the main control room, the Magic Vulture and the Third Elder were silent for a long time, but then they all smiled to themselves...the smiles were so sad, so sad that they really wanted to end this nightmare-like hell as soon as possible.
The feeling of being oppressed by the world makes them breathless...
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And near the Black Heart City Square!
As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of white.
The flames are still burning, and are getting stronger and stronger. In the wastelands and ruins that have been burned to ashes, you can constantly see the remains of earth and trees, and the smoke that emits pungent poisonous gas...
And within the blazing white phosphorus flames, at the very center of the white phosphorus missile explosion, the real sword master was standing in a sea of fire, looking incredulously at the golden relics blooming in his hands!
See you!
Under the golden light of the relic, the real sword master's skin was covered with a faint golden film.
It is as transparent and flexible as a layer of plastic bag, protecting the real sword master from being overwhelmed by the flames released by the white phosphorus.
Can survive in the sea of fire for a short time!
"How is this possible?" Master Zhendao exclaimed involuntarily, looking at the raging white flames burning around him. He knew clearly that the temperature must be terrifying, but he could not feel a trace of heat.
Instead, I had a very warm illusion, like returning to my mother's arms.
I feel like I have nothing to fear even if the sky falls.
This golden film actually separated him from the flames.
What an incredible protective power!
This made Master Zhendao's eyes a little straight. He kept rubbing the relics with his hands. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time. In the end, he was able to say: "I am the Buddha who is compassionate!"
This gentleman almost laughed out loud: "Fuck your uncle, I am the Buddha's mercy. This is me resisting harm for you."
"So - why don't you get out of the flame area quickly? Why don't you just sit there in a daze?"
"Ahhhh-----"
Waves of shrill screams erupted in the soul of the gentleman. Having the nightmare experience of being tortured by a sea of malice before him, the gentleman seemed to be more resistant to beatings now.
The heat of only 1000 degrees Celsius makes him, a gentleman, almost crippled by the pain. This is the real burning of the soul. The kind of naked destruction and ruthlessness makes him, a gentleman, unbearable.
And this moment!
The real sword master's eyes lit up, as if he had woken up, and without saying a word, he opened his legs like a rabbit and ran outside.
While running, he asked the relic in surprise: 'Buddha, is it possible that your soul has not been extradited to the Buddhist world?'
"Isn't this what it should be?"
"The meritorious souls of Buddhist disciples are generally taken care of by the Buddha and Heavenly Dao and extradited personally."
"This is what I dream of doing."
"I can see the Buddha's way of heaven with my own eyes!"
Possibly due to being hit by a missile at close range, the real sword master was a little confused now, his head was buzzing, and the bandages all over his body were scorched black.
Disgraced!
Except for a broken arm, he finally managed to survive.
It wasn't until he was about to leave the heavily poisoned fire area that Master Zhendao suddenly thought of something and shouted in shock: "Father, did you force yourself to stay just to save me?"
"Damn it, the old monk is so incompetent, and he has to worry about the dead Buddha!"
"I'm really, really weak."
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
gentleman:"……"
"Old man, are you thinking too much?"
"I just can't bear to see a good person die in front of me."
"If you can help, please help."
Zhang Youde: "..."
"This real sword master is a bit interesting. He can even make up for himself."
"Although, I don't understand what he is talking about at all."