"Peaceful Heaven! Return my holy relics!"

In the brightly lit hall, I don't know who was the first to shout such a heartbroken slogan.

"Peaceful Heaven! Return my holy relics!"

For a time, more than a dozen voices responded to such a frenzied slogan, and even Lawrence's efforts to stop it could not suppress it.

The relics of the blood clan are of great importance to the entire blood clan, they are the heritage of the blood clan, and they are also the hole cards of the blood clan in the face of mortal enemies.

Now, however, they learned that almost one of the most important relics in their clan, the Dark Grail, was broken. It's like living in the Celestial Empire all your life, and when you reach old age, you are suddenly told that your property will be confiscated after death.

Lawrence fainted when he saw several noble ladies in the crowd.

Now that the crowd is in high spirits, Lawrence should be glad that the cries that erupt in the crowd are 'Rise to the Heavens' instead of 'Parliamentary liars!', in which case he, as an agent of the upper echelons of the present, will obviously be under siege.

"Calm down! The Celestial Empire is like a tiger's den in Longtan to us aliens! We need a detailed battle plan! Otherwise, even if we go, we will only be sent to death!"

Now the question is not 'whether to go to the Celestial Empire', but how to go to the Celestial Empire to capture the treasure, Lawrence has realized that things are out of control, according to his original plan, the issue that should be discussed in today's meeting is the former, by the way, the True Ancestor on the high platform should also say his real name at the meeting.

However, the fact that the meeting had just begun and evolved into what it is now gave Lawrence a faint smell of conspiracy.

He shouted loudly, trying to calm the crowd, but to no avail.

The blood clan in this hall was like drinking chicken blood, and one by one even their eyes began to turn red.

"Very good! Very good! It looks like the blood of the clan has not cooled yet, sons! This time, we will definitely be able to welcome back the holy relics!"

The presence on the throne gave a loud compliment, his voice was not loud, but at this moment it suppressed the cries of the whole hall.

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"Old witch, dare you come up and fight me?"

Rushing out of the cover of the sea of clouds, knowing that hiding is useless, unless he is willing to spend another 10,000 points to exchange for a spell to get out now, then today's scene can only be spent by hard means.

Moreover, this battle was just an appetizer, and it was foreseeable that in the days to come, Mo Ye would continue to encounter similar, even stronger enemies than the enemy in front of him.

He must get acquainted with his enemies as soon as possible, if he has made up his mind not to be a lost dog anymore.

Mo Ye looked down at the low sky, and with his eyesight, he quickly spotted a black dot that was gradually enlarged.

"Dang!"

Swinging his sword under him, and sure enough, it was the damn crutch again.

It's right to think about it, the other party obviously saw his own catties, on the premise that he could use long-range means to consume himself, who would be bored enough to play melee combat with Mo Ye?

"Hoo ......"

The force on the crutches was still so unstoppable, and after blocking the attack, Mo Ye was thrown away again, and when he stabilized his body again, he only felt half of his body numb, and at the same time, he heard the mournful roar of the Huolin Sword.

A crack had already appeared on the sword.

"Made, even if I can stand up with a few more hits, the Fire Lin Sword is bound to be finished. ”

Mo Xie said secretly, he could no longer be beaten passively.

But......

"it!"

In Mo Xie's perception, the crutch that he blocked and bounced away whirled in mid-air, and then turned back as if he had a spiritual intelligence.

"Dang!"

Helpless, he had to block the blow with the Huolin Sword again, and under his perception, the cracks on the sword body suddenly opened up a few points.

"Holy Text! Pull out the Hot Weapons page!"

Mo Ye frowned, and suddenly an idea appeared in his mind.

"Smack!"

After quickly selecting the things to be used from the exchange list given by the Holy Text, Mo Xie turned around and swooped straight down from the sky.

"I hope that the narrative of the modern history of the Celestial Empire in the book is true......"

The cultivators Mo Xie had come into contact with could be counted on one hand, and in his opinion, the strength that belonged to them could completely ignore the army, but in terms of modern history, the Celestial Empire had an extremely humiliating and invaded history.

This seemed to him to be very contradictory, especially after getting the introduction of the contemporary Xiuzhen forces in the "Holy Scriptures", he even faintly captured a trace of inexplicable things.

"Sudden ......!"

The crutches that had been blocked before they had time to strike again, but a multi-barreled machine gun suddenly appeared in Mo Ye's hand in the dive, and tongues of fire up to half a meter long continued to erupt from the barrel, and more than a thousand deadly warheads poured out in just a few breaths.

"Gunpowder was invented by the ancient Celestial Empire, but all the time the gunpowder of the Celestial Empire has only been used to make fireworks, although there are also some domestic firearms, but they are just some crude and impractical things - if there is no 'general trend' in it, it really makes some sense......

Mo Ye's mind had locked on to his target, and as the first gunshot rang out, he distinctly caught the consternation in the old woman's eyes.

She wanted to escape, but where would Mo Ye, who had caught the key at this moment, give her this opportunity?

"Made, weren't you arrogant just now?!"

Mo Xie yelled, and then, the roar of the machine gun in his hand became more and more intense.

A barrage of barrages poured down from the sky, and the old woman couldn't avoid it.

"Seal!"

Looking at the sky, her eyes were full of resentment, how fast the bullet was, and the old woman tried to use her body to dodge, but Mo Ye had already thought of this.

"Dadada......!"

A succession of four multi-barreled machine guns appeared around the man as if by magic, and four tongues of fire erupted violently.

The front and back, left and right, all four sides were sealed, this is the rhythm of forcing the old woman to eat these bullets.

As Mo Xie had guessed, this old woman was not the best among the monks, and a monk like her could neither teleport nor possess powerful armor.

The strongest armor she used to defend herself was the red snake that had been shattered under the full force of Mo Xie before, and at this moment, facing the situation of no retreat and no escape, she gritted her teeth and took out a piece of rune paper from her arms that was quite old, facing the metal storm in the sky, and let out a cold drink full of unwillingness.

Fu saw the wind and burned, and it burned out as soon as it was burned, if it weren't for Mo Ye who had been locking his spiritual power on her body, he would definitely miss this subtle firelight.