Except for not going to the gas chamber, all other available tricks have been used.
After the age of monsters began, this already hopeless area became even darker and more depressing.
Endless demons and ghosts are nourished by endless war and despair.
Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and thousands of ghosts wreak havoc!
Now, except for the core big cities, this once civilized place has no order at all.
Tens of millions of people in the entire region have been overwhelmed by war and demons.
Here, there is no hope.
There is only war, despair and death!
Even if it is a high-level martial artist, the same will happen when they come here.
Facing the sun, the strange man wrapped in black robes landed on the barren hills of this wasteland.
His face under the black hood twitched, his lower jaw opened, and his slender tongue stretched out, licking the air like a straw.
"I... am back!"
"The holy place where my father once stayed!"
His face twitched, and black eyeballs came out from under his face.
He is the monster that came to life from the corpse of the ancient god of war, King Baldwin of Jerusalem.
A monster from myth and legend.
The thoughts in his bloodline have the memory inheritance of the Demon Fly clan.
When He was born, these memories would awaken and tell Him many secrets.
Including, his origin, heels and magical powers.
It also includes the past of this land.
The eyeballs that popped out from under the face were observing this desolate land.
In the blood, the flashing memories reflect the phantom of this place two thousand years ago.
Here, there once was a river gurgling through.
When the river floods, wetlands and swamps are formed and are scattered over hundreds of miles.
Mortals in ancient times once built towns and had trade routes here.
Devout believers also set out from here along the trade route to make pilgrimages to the Holy Land of God.
They brought sacrifices.
Those captured slaves.
There are also all kinds of rare treasures collected from all over the world.
His eyeballs moved one by one, following the direction of the pilgrimage procession flashed back in his bloodline memory.
He remembered.
"yes……"
"The garden has now sunk to the bottom of the sea!"
Two thousand years ago, God's Holy Land was a prosperous garden.
It is also the birthplace of the larvae of the demon fly clan.
Countless mortals, carrying countless tributes, made pilgrimages to the holy land.
Desire to receive God’s gifts.
Power and immortality!
God graciously promised these poor mortals.
Promise that as long as they are pious enough, God will grant them eternal life at the end of the day.
Let them be with God.
Needless to say, that is a lie.
Because, how could the great Father allow mortals to gain eternal life?
That's something that even the Demon Fly clan doesn't dare to hope for!
However, they still received the gift of the great Father - spiritual energy.
In this world where spiritual energy was barren, spiritual energy gradually appeared under the great power of the great father.
The incredible magic circle drained away the spiritual power contained in countless earth veins.
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The land turned into a barren desert.
It will also blow the spiritual energy from the earth's veins and the sun into this world.
By the way, countless spores were also blown to this world.
Those spores, bred in the garden and watered with the blood and souls of mortals, are each wrapped in a demon fly egg.
Thousands of spores are thousands of magic fly eggs.
Just like in Jiuyou Blood Sea.
The Demon Fly clan has always relied on quantity to win.
From one million magic fly eggs, ten thousand can be hatched, which is already pretty good.
Out of 10,000 larvae, if only one can grow to adulthood, you are lucky!
But just this one, as long as it returns to the garden, can quickly lay thousands of magic fly eggs again.
This is true whether in Jiuyou or in this world.
The only difference is that in this spiritually barren world, if the demon flies want to lay eggs, they need soul gold.
Thinking of this, the monster flapped its wings again and flew towards the end of the pilgrimage.
Today, it is a coastal area with vast ocean.
In just ten minutes, He had arrived at the beach.
He stood on the cliff, looking at the sea in the distance.
A dozen small fishing boats are fishing in the sea.
And the memories engraved in blood began to flash back.
At the entrance to the sacred garden stands a statue of a god carved by a mortal slave.
These statues of gods are solemn and majestic.
It is almost comparable to the Arhat protectors in the Western Pure Land.
Pairs of sacred wings spread out behind them, and countless pilgrims prostrated to worship these messengers of gods and shout their honorable names.
Those sacred names echoed in front of the garden.
Groups of slaves were escorted and sent into the garden.
The Garden of Eden, the Kingdom of Heaven, and the Holy Land in the minds of mortals.
"This is it..."
"The entrance to the garden is right here!"
"Before my father left, he stayed behind to guide our descendants, and the beacon for pursuing his great path was also left here!"
In this spiritually barren world, for the Demon Flies, there is not much to offer except that mortals can kill and squeeze them at will.
A great father will naturally not stay long.
After getting enough soul money, he left here.
Headed to his promised land.
A true paradise for magic flies.
The eternal place of all magic flies.
The memory of bloodline ends here.
Monster, unable to conceal the excitement in his soul.
The wings on his back began to vibrate, and he took off again, flying towards the sea.
Also flew towards the mortal fishing boats.
"Humble slave!"
"How dare you hunt on the ruins of the great garden of the Demon Fly Clan!"
"Unforgivable!"
Terrifying monsters fell from the sky.
The ferocious mouthparts emitted a piercing scream, which shook the fishermen's minds like the devil's whisper.
In an instant, the entire sea turned into a slaughterhouse!
Almost all the fishermen who went fishing under the scorching sun were killed. Only the fishermen on one fishing boat started the engine and escaped quickly while the monster was hunting.
Half an hour later, a piece of information appeared on the desk of the local flag state intelligence agency.
Super monster, hunting in the daytime!
Even if this is the Middle East, one of the most dangerous areas in the entire Blue Star with the most monsters and ghosts, it is still extremely rare!
7pm.
As soon as Xu Ji finished meditating, Colonel Mark couldn't wait to run up to him with a test tube.
"Mr. Xu, this is the compound that scientists just found in the extract!"
"A completely new compound!"
Colonel Mark was a little excited.
Although, science is no longer so respected.
However, a new scientific discovery will always go down in history.
Xu Ji looked at
The test tube brought by Colonel Mark showed a faint blue color in the night.
There is some liquid inside.
Xu Ji looked at it, took it, and held it in his hand for a closer look.
After thinking for a while, he opened the lid of the test tube.
Colonel Mark's eyes widened and he immediately shouted: "Mr. Xu, once this kind of thing encounters the air, it will react violently!"
But it was too late, because Xu Ji had already opened the lid of the test tube.
The faint blue liquid inside quickly emitted countless bubbles the moment it came into contact with the air.
Gu Gu Gu Gu.
In less than a second, the liquid in the test tube reacted violently with the air.
boom!
The test tube was blown to pieces.
A strong, foul smell suddenly filled the air.
This odor is not just a perception of smell.
The moment it dissipated, even the energy, blood, and soul felt nauseated.
Xu Ji frowned.
"This smell..."
He remembered where he had smelled it!
After thinking about it carefully, Xu Ji recalled it.
The male asuras of the country seem to have a similar taste when they practice cultivation.
This strong stench directly affects the level of the soul.
Therefore, when male Asuras are practicing, even the Witch Clan will stay far away.
"The origin of Blue Star's ghosts is related to Asura?" Xu Ji thought.
"Probably not..."
"When the old god comes, I have to ask him carefully!"
"Yes! I remember that in the Taoist palace of the old immortal, there is an ancestor of Asura who is called 'Styx!"
"According to the introduction of the old god, this ancestor is the creator of the Asura clan!"
"A 'quasi-saint' level figure!"
"Maybe you can ask him?"
Amidst the rush of thoughts, Xu Ji has quietly used magic to block out the 'stench'.
Colonel Mark was already so smoked that he rolled and crawled, retching as he ran.
When Xu Ji saw it, a spell hit him and helped him clean up the stench.
Colonel Mark finally came to his senses, wiped the snot and tears from his nose, looked at Xu Ji, and said with admiration, "Mr. Xu."
"You are indeed a god!"
At this moment, Colonel Mark couldn't help but want to worship.
The evil is dispersed with a wave of the hand.
Incredible 'supernatural power'!
This is the realm that belongs to ‘God!
Xu Ji smiled. Looking at the bannerman, he had an idea and deliberately shook his head and sighed: "God?"
"That's not what we want!"
"God is a poor creature bound by rules!"
"And what we pursue is the 'immortal way' of being carefree, happy, without any restrictions, and breaking free from all shackles!"
"Perform the Immortal Way and jump out of the Three Realms, no longer in the Five Elements!"
Colonel Mark blinked, although he probably understood what this 'god' said.
But these words together were a bit beyond his level of cognition.
After all, there are deep barriers and gaps between the culture of the flag country and the culture of the Central Plains.
Especially when it comes to myths and legends, they are, if not exactly the same, at least completely different from each other!
For example, in the legends of the Central Plains, gods will be punished if they make mistakes.
Even many punishments are carried out by mortals.
For example, in Journey to the West, Wei Zheng killed the Dragon King who violated the laws of heaven.
This is impossible in the imagination of the people of the flag country.
Mortals are just mortals.
How can one fight against the great God?
How can we surpass it?
However, the things revealed in Xu Ji's tone still frightened Colonel Mark.
He swallowed and asked with great respect: "Mr. Xu, what does it mean to jump out of the three realms and not be in the five elements?"
It was his words that Xu Ji was waiting for.
With a slight smile, Xu Ji slowly levitated: "This means jumping out of the Three Realms and not being in the Five Elements!"
"A simple understanding is that it is not bound by gravity or gravity!"
"Also completely freed from the constraints of genes and cells!"
“If you want to be big, be big, if you want to be small, be small!”
"Eternal life, immortality and immortality!"
"Even if your body is completely burned and turned into ashes, you can still survive and be resurrected at any time!"
"Drive the sun and hold the stars in your hand!"
"This is the way of immortality!"
"A path leading to freedom, carefree, and joyful eternal life!"
"A path to find the true truth and the truth of all worlds!"
"And I am pursuing this path!"
Having said this, Xu Ji glanced at Colonel Marco meaningfully: "Do you understand, Colonel?"
Colonel Mark nodded, then he looked at Xu Ji feverishly and asked: "Mr. Xu, do you need faith?"
As he said that, he looked at Xu Ji anxiously.
As long as this 'immortal' nods, Colonel Mark swears that he is willing to give up everything in order to get the position of a shepherd with an 'immortal'.
Preach for him, preach for him, and spread the gospel in his name.
Let countless lost lambs, and countless blind people, worship under the greatness and holiness of the immortals.
Xu Ji shook his head and laughed disdainfully: "That is the way of inferior things!"
"It is also the way of slavery!"
"Slave others, and you will be enslaved by others!"
"How could I take such a path?"
It is arrogance, wantonness and arrogance.
But as luck would have it, Colonel Mark fell for this trick.
He said with great humility: "Mr. Xu, are you willing to teach this sacred path to the ignorant people of Blue Star?"
He wanted to recommend himself.
because……
The "immortal way" described by this immortal perfectly hit the target of a national hero like Colonel Mark.
Free, happy, carefree.
Unfettered, unfettered!
Not to mention the incredible things this sage described.
Immortal and eternal.
Even if you are killed, you can be reborn.
Harness the sun and master the stars.
Perfect! So perfect!
Colonel Mark was trembling all over. He felt like he was Abraham.
Now it will be possible for him to listen to the immortal divine teachings!
Colonel Mark only saw the immortal's eyes turning into golden plasma.
The dazzling brilliance showed a miraculous color.
Then, the immortal shook his head: "You can't!"
"Why?"
"The opportunities are too thin and the blessings are too shallow to preach!"
Colonel Mark was immediately disheartened.
But, he soon became excited again.
"I can't...but what about the elders of the flag country?"
"Where are the powerful chaebols?"
"This news, this intelligence, is worth at least one billion dollars!"
