At the same time, almost all the micro-seals on the chests of the monks made a sharp sound, the sound was piercing, and it sounded at the same time, representing something unusual, and it happened like this.

"What the hell is this" is not to blame the surprise of Wuxi on the beach, in the Zen Temple, there are two things that are very fresh, one is the man with hair, and the other is the steamer, it is not that he has never seen a ship, but he does not plan to see the ship in the sea area within the reach of the Zen Temple.

Directly in front of the island of the Zen Temple, there is a satellite island, the satellite island and the Zen Temple are very far apart, and all the communication of the Zen Temple is sent through the satellite island, because the ionization cloud above the head of the Zen Temple has an absolute interference and shielding effect on the ordinary electromagnetic signal, and the chest of each monk, the Zen Temple is used to issue a notice of the micro chapter, at this moment the side of the piercing ringing non-stop, and the red signal light is transmitted, so that everyone's heart sinks, knowing that this is not a good thing.

Wuxi, Tibetan emptiness, abstinence from emptiness, plus the surrounding Jiehua and other warrior monks, all looked blankly at the distant sea, ensuring that all the warrior monks in the Zen Xi Temple now have the same incredible movements and forms as them.

The shrill cries of signal lights and badges came to an abrupt end, and a puff of smoke came out of the satellite islands of Zen Temple.

Wu Xi only reacted from the shock at this time, "Enemy attack! Everyone disperse, take position and prepare for battle!"

The countless warrior monks who were training on the beach of Zen Xi Temple also put down the training at hand at this time, and walked slowly to the edge of the beach, looking at the traces of the fleet that appeared in the distance.

With a bang, the sea surface workers suddenly discharged a burst of sea fog, and then some firelight flew out from the distant sea level one after another, and the brushes were like a burst of rockets shot into the air, and after the group drew a trajectory, the locusts shot towards the island of Zen Xiji Temple.

Whoosh, * across the distant sea, like rain fell on the island of Zen Temple, fluffy fireballs rose one by one, spiraling fireworks mixed with smoke and flames from the moment * shot at the island workers scattered in all directions, forming a gray bloom with firelight.

At that moment, the island of Zenxiji Temple was baptized with blood and fire.

Jiekong felt the ground tremble, the sky shook, and the wake of * shook over his head, and then, with a faint light smoke, exploded not far away, freeing up a large field of fire and the sound of the crowd screaming*.

"Hurry up and scatter in concealment, Zen Xiji is ready to fight back!" Wuxi shuttled through the firelight, avoiding shrunk shrapnel one after another, and his body was as flexible as a leopard.

Jiekong got up from the lying position, just saw a * landed on the beach surface, the sand particles of the beach workers were quickly dispersed like a tornado, and a team of warrior monks trained in the work surface turned into black shadows in the dragon scroll, and a row of all like bowling balls were thrown in all directions.

Boom, boom, boom, a few* exploded on the rock wall of Biyun Mountain, and countless glasses fell like snowflakes.

No breath, hidden empty, precept empty, three figures, in the island of Zen Xisi under the cover of *, shuttled towards Biyun Mountain, and the surrounding houses of various styles were shot by *, smashed and shattered, and were blown up to the dust.

"What's going on!" Abbot Zangkong turned his head and shouted at Jiekong through the sound of the seismic waves that exploded from time to time throughout the island.

Jiekong took out his satellite mobile phone and connected to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, "Tell me, what's going on now?"

The image of the warrior monk appearing on the screen of his mobile phone is intermittent, but he is obviously crying, "There are more than a dozen ships equipped with rocket launchers, suddenly appeared in our waters, and then launched an attack on the satellite island like lightning, and now our contact with the outside world has been cut off, and the nearest air base cannot be deployed to support us!"

"How could they appear in the waters of the Zen Rest Temple, we have a side radar!" said Jiekong almost in a roaring voice.

"Their ships are painted with anti-radar paint, which effectively avoids radar reflections, and by the time we detected them, they were already very close to us!"

"This is premeditated, an attack on our Zen Temple!" Zangkong's words, Wuxi had already heard in his ears, and he quickly ordered, "Senior Brother Zangkong, you go to the Zangjing Pavilion first and preside over the overall situation!"

The first round of the opponent's * salvo seemed to be over, and the *baptized Zen Rest Temple, full of smoke and flames, like a wartime ruin, was filled with silence similar to hell.

"Jiekong and I, Zen Xiji Temple has entered a state of war!" Wuxi took advantage of such a gap and rushed towards the other side with Jiekong.

Seeing the back of Wuxi and Jiekong leaving, Zangkong turned his head to look at the situation around him, the core area of the Zen Xihe Temple, even the dragon pattern square appeared three big pits that were shot by *, and there were warrior monks running everywhere, the eight-rank warrior monk Jiehua, was lying on the ground with a war monk covered in blood, barely got up, and saw Jiekong and Wuxi, the complexity of the expression in his eyes, shock, helplessness, horror and dazedness, made his current expression look like an idiot.

"Who did it, who did it, how could this be?" Jiekong's lips trembled, looking around, but his eyes were full of desolation, this is the once prosperous Zen Temple, this is the Zen Temple where he used to be here for decades, this is the place where he forgot the past, and it will always be accompanied by the Zen Temple with only the word powerful, how could it be like this Li Sansi raised his head, the ionized clouds in the middle of the sky, the umbrella of the Zen Temple that lacked the center, but now it silently reflected the scorching sun, quietly suspended in mid-air, with a few black smoke distributed in the air, the crisis of the Zen Temple, the real coming。

Above the ship in the distance, five men in black fire cloud robes stood proudly side by side, from the third deck where they were, behind them was an iron-clad * launcher, which was now being loaded, and the huge metal hull was surrounded by countless fully armed special operators in camouflage uniforms, and behind the five men, a group of worshipping and pious escorts lined up in turn, the only thing that was the same was that each of them had modern firearms in their hands.

The ten frigates broke through the smoke screen of sulfur in the air and headed towards the seabirds of Zen Xiji Temple at maximum speed, accompanied by the huge humming of the ship's engines, and the sound of the second wave of countless * launchers loading Karakora with a metallic texture.

"Zen Temple, Zen Temple, interesting, let me know the high-level combat power of this world, let's start with you! This world is too painful, only blood can baptize!" A red-robed man led by him stood in the wind, his hands outstretched, like a bird with wings spread, as if looking at the arms of the distant island, his eyes were rippled!

"The Zen Temple is ahead, I can't imagine that the final place of the enemy of fate that we have exhausted all our manpower and material resources will be on this island where there is no village in front and no store in the future, if it weren't for the flaws revealed by the ionization cloud, we would have to hide it all the time!" A tall foreign middle-aged man behind the five men muttered in a low voice, looking at the island not far from the sea stupidly, and took a step forward, his eyes were clearly full of excitement and agitation.

The other blonde man beside him nodded, and looked at the five red-cloud-robed men standing in front of him in awe, "Your European Freemasonry Branch is worthy of being a big munition, even such a ship can be used, this Angry Shark-IV shipborne rocket launcher will be our first gift to the Zen Temple!"

The man who was talking to him nodded, looked into the distance and said, "And the Zen Temple will be the first gift to God from us, as faithful servants under the throne of God!"

The blonde man stepped forward and smiled softly, "As a god given to us by God, all resistance and crushing seem to come naturally, and only God can truly connect all of us Freemasonry, otherwise, who would have thought that you and I would be in this boat at the same time, I can feel the pace of fate, the world will surrender under the footsteps of God, all this in front of me is enough to prove that all this is a masterpiece of God." ”

Remember, God is never written down in books, nor is it controlled by anyone, God is determined only by your own beliefs. God controls the direction of all this, and Freemasonry desperately needs strength, a power that no one can stop, that can turn the clouds and rain, to achieve our dream of a thousand years!"

The wind blew past his ears, and the white clouds were idly reflected in the blue water, and the shipborne rocket artillery behind the man in the fire cloud robe had been reloaded, and after the wind speed and firing angle were accurate, there was another burst of smoke, and the coat of the bright red fire cloud robe kept flying, hitting the trail, shooting into the sky, and heading towards the cover of the Zen Temple.

A command and control center located at the rear of Zenxiji Temple. On the large screen in front of him, the countless small camera screens that monitored the interior of the Zenxi Temple began to appear black screens and snowflake-like white dots one by one. The atmosphere was extremely depressing, accompanied by the short and rapid breathing of the crowd, it could be known that the scene was like * At the moment before the explosion, the medicine and momentum were compressed to the extreme, as if in the next second, it would spread out at a speed of three thousand times the speed of instantaneous rest.