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On this day, the 'realm of heaven' was subjected to the most severe test since its birth.

Honestly, if the Realm of Heaven had a will of its own, then I'd bet it would rather be thrown a few hundred forbidden spells than suffer what happened next.

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A cacophony of voices wakes up the tranquility that belongs to the City of Angels.

"What the hell?!Inferior pariahs!"

From the towering Tower of Babel flew dozens of angels with two pairs of wings, they were left behind, and most of the four-winged angels had already left the city, galloping away in all directions.

At this moment, the strength of the guards in the city can be said to be completely insufficient, if there is a riot in the city, it is impossible to control the scene with just dozens of four-winged angels.

In fact, the ratio of two-winged angels to four-winged angels in this city is almost fixed, and four-winged angels are about 1:100 compared to two-winged angels, which happens to be the inverse of the ratio of the strength of the two individual bodies.

This means that the four-winged angel can slaughter the two-winged angel in the city at any time.

However, at this time, it is clear that the four-winged angel is seriously understaffed......

Is this the rhythm of a riot?

Shouting loudly, clad in the heavy armor that only wartime wears, the four-winged angel who led the way armed himself to the teeth, but even then he still couldn't feel safe.

So, he raised himself so high that he could fly in the city.

"Captain! looks like a demonstration!"

Putting himself high in the sky, one of the team members observed the situation and then made the judgment above.

"Hmph, the parade...... untouchables who don't grow, ......"

The captain breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes! The gang all hung their hands, wings, and mouths closed, and looked like they were playing a 'game of silence'. Oh, they've also dyed their wings black, hehe, do you want to cos demons?!, please be professional, get yourself a pair of horns, hey!"

Seeing the 'untouchables' below, one of the four-winged angels laughed wildly, as if he had seen some kind of joke.

"yooo~~, the 'silent game' said~~~~ come, let's catch a few and have fun~~" Another four-winged angel with a topless body and a muscular body seemed to find something exciting, "No, let me go down, I'll catch the guy who took the lead and have a good time~~"

The weird excitement, the weird remarks, and the weird way his colleagues looked at him were weird.

This ......

Well, this thing should be a bend.

"Sith, calm. The captain lowered his height because he was so armed that he had to flap his wings frequently, like a hummingbird.

This is not the first time that such a march has happened, I thought that after several armed dispersals, this group of people would learn to behave, or escalate the conflict, but I knew that this group of guys was so "not growing".

'Non-violent non-cooperation' or something is long outdated.

"Let's all go back! Keep it guarded!Let the rest of the gang play with the shreds!" ordered the captain in a loud voice, not caring that his voice would be heard by the "marcher" below, "Go to the special 'game of silence'." ”

The 'silent game' in the mouths of these people should actually be a 'silent parade', and the struggle of the people at the bottom for their own rights and interests is often nothing more than a farce in the eyes of the superstructure.

Since it is a farce, then you might as well watch the play with peace of mind.

It's just that......

Is this really a farce?

"Roar~~"

A low voice came from the throat, and the two-winged angels, who had forgotten the role of their wings and could only walk, staggered to and fro, looked like tumblers waddling forward.

Their eyes look like dead fish, completely tarnished, and they look like they are infected with the T-virus.

The large detachment walked down the straight of the avenue, occasionally breaking up into a branch of the avenue, and then it was unknown what was happening, and when the detachment entered the alley and then came out of another junction that connected the avenue, the detachment would always grow stronger.

Fresh blood continued to join the army, and it gradually began to grow, but it was always confined to a straight path.

These infected angels don't seem to have any intention of spreading the 'virus' throughout the city.

It's as if someone has given them orders and they're just doing what they're told.

They are indeed doing what they are told.

They were instructed to "leave the seed all the way and try to get as far as the most important buildings in the city."

The City of Angels is going to be lively.

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In the depths of the mine, the main veins of the ore veins are guarded by countless ghosts.

Uncle Ma was lying on the ground in a shroud-like costume, and the red candle that was almost burning out stood in the direction of his head, and the red candle was already so short that the flame almost touched the ground.

Uncle Ma lay motionless, his chest had stopped rising and falling, only his blood was still circulating in this body, keeping his body temperature intact.

Is he dead?

Of course not.

He just let his soul leave the body, and his current style is actually a branch of 'soul channeling'.

'Soul channeling' dates back thousands of years, when the king of the world's largest kingdom lost his beloved wife.

The young Wang Cha didn't want to eat, and later a Fang Shi Yiren recommended himself, saying that he knew how to conjure spirits.

The young king did not ask about the consequences, and he was willing to pay any price when he was desperate to see his beloved wife again.

The monks who received the king's order burned incense and bathed, ascended to the altar, sacrificed the five animals and virgins, and used the smoke obtained from burning ambergris as a medium to recall the queen's soul from the underworld.

It's just that the queen's incense soul can't stay in the world for a long time, and the purpose of the priest is not pure.

There is no record of what happened after that, and the record of that kingdom came to an abrupt end, leaving only this fragmented story to be passed down as a strange tale.

Playing with spirits, whether they are living or dead, others or oneself, is an extremely dangerous thing.

However, Uncle Ma doesn't seem to have done this kind of thing for the first time, and his equipment looks like it has been used many times.

With the help of unknown means and the red candle with strange power above his head, Uncle Ma's soul turned into a point of light and wandered in the sea of ghosts.

If you want to pass through the Sea of Ghosts, there is only one way for Uncle Ma's current Taoism.

This is not a legitimate method, and to put it seriously, it is a crooked way.

Uncle Ma is playing with fire.

Oh, he's been 'playing with fire' all along......

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In the chaotic sea of ghosts, every point of light with a dark green glow is making a seemingly disorderly movement.

Only one point of light has a fixed direction of motion.

It was moving deeper into the cavern, and even if there were some twists and turns in between, it was indeed moving forward.

Avoiding its own kind, it moves very carefully, and it seems to be trying to avoid bumping into other souls all along. Compared to the same kind of people around it, who are constantly colliding with each other like microscopic electrons, it is too flexible.

It deserves to be so flexible.

Because it is the point of light condensed by Uncle Ma's soul.

"Rush in for another twenty breaths, and if you still can't find 'that thing,' retreat. ”

Even if it is out of the state of soul detachment, Uncle Ma can still calculate how long the remnant candle can burn.

He still had a maximum of twenty breaths to move forward, and after twenty breaths, if he didn't make the way back, he wouldn't be able to rush back into his body before the red candle burned out.

In that case, there will be ** annoyance.

Yes, ** annoyance is probably the upper body of external evil, in that case, Uncle Ma may have to spend the rest of his life in this lonely cave.

He didn't really want to be a ghost.

Therefore, he would rather let this trip have nothing to gain than joke with his soul.

It's just that......

Uncle Ma, this old Jianghu seems to have missed something......

He has always believed that 'the early bird gets the worm', so he acted decisively as soon as he got the news.

It's just that people like Uncle Ma are really the 'birds' and not 'worms' he imagined?

When you wake up in the morning, you have to weigh yourself first, and if you are not big enough, then you should squat in the nest honestly.

The relatively quiet middle ground between the Sea of Ghosts and the Yin Wind Belt is where Uncle Ma's body is lying.

The red candle suddenly trembled, as if something had stirred up a breeze and stirred the flame heart.

"Soul Crossing Technique?"

There was a look of surprise, but it was a woman's tone.

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PS from the author: spent a day in the car...... Today's update failed to make up.,I'll send a chapter a little longer.,I hope I'll be free tomorrow to be able to make two changes......

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