The wisp of Origin Sword Qi in Mo Ye's Dantian was personally transformed by the Lonely Lantern Dao people, which meant that Mo Ye could not be expelled in any way other than self-destruction, and it was also a shackle while being guaranteed that "martial arts will never be abolished". Bound by it, Mo Evil must be famous and justified when he envoys sword qi, and anything that has anything to do with sneak attacks, intrigues, and bullying must either not mobilize sword qi, or wait to be eaten by sword qi.

It's a ...... setting

It's stupid X.

Mo Xie only dared to complain like this in his heart, and in terms of action, he only silently recuperated his injuries for three or five days, and the speed of time in the fourth layer of the 'Heavenly Realm' was four times that of the outside world, which meant that the outside world had only passed a little more than a day.

"Kira, take all the angels above the six-winged and go out with me to do something. ”

After three or five days and the rich aura environment in the fourth layer, Mo Ye's "hardware" damage was not good, and the "software" damage was only eighty percent - after all, only the meridians near the dantian in his body were still intact, and under such conditions, the efficiency of transporting internal qi could be one percent of what he would normally do, which was enough for him thankfully.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, when he went out this time, Mo Xie didn't plan to do it himself, or that he paid such a big price this time because he didn't want to face something in person.

"Yes!" replied Kira, the deaphim, in fact, his original name was not Kira, but *Kira, and Mo Xie heard it so unpleasantly that he deliberately changed him to Kira.

As an angel, it is already very much to use the name of "Angel", but after all, she is the only female angel Mo Xie has seen so far, so forget it;

"Tell Lord Mo Xie! The team has been assembled!" Five minutes later, Kira led a group of angels to Mo Ye, including 300 Seraphims and 360 Eight-Winged Angels. (There are actually 361 angels in each level, including the boss, but in the first few levels, Mo Xie has been injured by mistake and killed miscellaneous soldiers by mistake.) ）

"Follow me!"

Mo Xie leaned on a cane and raised his hand to open a door to the outside world.

The luxurious angel lineup led by the ten-winged angel whose strength far surpassed that of the Yuan Infant Realm monk finally appeared on the land of the Heavenly Dynasty after tens of thousands of years.

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Of course, Zhang Lingshu couldn't take Monk Chenchen to find Mo Ye, after all, first, he didn't know where Mo Xie was now, and second, he didn't even have a means of transportation, and with a pair of legs, it took almost a day and a night for the two of them to find a small city.

"Master Chen, it seems that the people in this city have also withdrawn, and it is estimated that there will be no food or anything like anything left for us. We went directly to the headquarters of the troops, and according to the usual practice, even if the team drove away, we would definitely leave some water, food, and communication equipment for the follow-up units. "Just one glance at Zhang Lingshu when he entered the city, he saw that this was already an empty city, and Monk Lichen saw it long before entering the city, but he didn't say it.

"Good. Monk Lichen said lightly.

After losing some of the two spherical organs, Monk Chenchen became more and more like a monk who was really empty, and during the time that Zhang Lingshu was with him, he didn't feel that this person was actually a wine, meat, and flower monk. Especially when Zhang Lingshu woke up this morning after the two of them rested last night, he found that the middle-aged monk did not have the morning impulse that ordinary people should have, and he admired this monk even more.

Master Lichen is really the spirit of Buddhism!

Zhang Lingshu sighed all the way and was ashamed of himself, after all, when he carefully observed the story of the dust monk's crotch, it was out of shame for the story of his crotch - and then he was even more ashamed, and ashamed all the way.

However, when he took the dust monk to an arch with the sign of the *** Zhenwu * team, whether he wanted it or not, he had to put down this shame.

Yes, the team that leaves first will indeed leave some supplies for the latecomers, but those materials are only used to entertain friendly troops, and if they come to the enemy, there will naturally be other, specially made "good things" to entertain them.

Zhang Lingshu pulled the dust monk to stand about fifty meters outside the arch, and in this position, he put his left face on the ground and looked into the arch with his right eye, and the top of the arch was just enough to cover the top of the flagpole on the square behind the arch.

Zhang Lingshu stood up on the spot after setting the point, and then he tidied up his appearance and instructed Monk Chen to stand in place and not move and start singing.

That's right, he just started singing, and he sang like this:

"Mass ~ ~ knot ~ is force ~ ~ amount ~ ! clump ~ knot ~ is force ~ amount ~! this force ~ quantity is iron, this force ~ quantity is steel, harder than iron ~~ stronger than steel ~ !"

Zhang Lingshu sang and walked at the same time, his footwork was weird, the drag part of the front span, the small drag sound of the small span, the big drag of the large span, the compact part of the singing to the left or right according to the number of bytes to jump a few steps. He had only advanced less than twenty-five meters after singing the song, but the sweat on his body had already soaked his underwear.

Zhang Lingshu wiped a handful of sweat, and then lay down again, and a third of the flagpole was already out of the arch in his current position.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but then he quickly took a deep breath.

"Sunset West Mountain Target Return!"

It's a fast song, as opposed to a faster, more amplitude, weirder way of moving — crawling, twisting and turning.

That's right, compared to the speed of less than twenty-five meters in the kung fu of a slow song before, Zhang Lingshu's speed at this moment is much faster - this time he walked in a straight line, although he was lying on his stomach and in close contact with the ground with more than 40% of the area of his body, but he climbed fast, and after singing a fast song, he not only climbed into the arch, but also climbed under the flagpole.

He stood up with the flagpole, and then slowly found a red flag from behind the flagpole and raised it, but he didn't sing during the process.

His voice is not good, and he was tortured a few days ago, and the song he sang was just a thing like the dust monk who was "empty" and couldn't help but not rush up to beat him.

After raising the flag, he stood on the spot and saluted for five minutes, and then finally gave up his strength and sat down on the flag stand.

"Finally got through ...... safely"

Zhang Lingshu has been buried with mines along the way, and if you want to pass through the minefield, you must use the special method implied in the special song recipe to move forward, and the two introductory songs he sang before are true." Introductory song".

Passing through the minefield is only the first step, if someone mistakenly passes through the minefield with Zhang Lingshu's steps and forgets to raise the flag, it is useless, there are sensors on the flagpole, and if the flag is not raised, the entire area inside the arch will self-destruct. It would be futile if someone had done all the above steps and didn't stand under the flag for five minutes instead of standing under the flag, as there was a pressure sensor buried under the flag, and if the flag-raiser was sensing that the flag raiser was leaving prematurely, the self-destruct procedure would still be triggered.

You can only enter your own family in your own place, and your own family naturally has to look like your own family and do what your own family should do!

In short, you can't make a mistake, as long as you take a wrong step, Zhang Lingshu, a mortal, will be crushed.

Zhang Lingshu lay on the flag-raising platform and rested for a while, until the sweaty clothes on his body made him feel the biting cold.

"Let's go to the communication room first!" there was a look of determination in his eyes.