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Chen Shaoyong muttered, and the surrounding special combat team members who had just assembled lay on the ground one by one.

Just now, they just had the idea of fighting against that coercion, and their bodies had begun to give up treatment......

"Captain, what's that?"

"Is this the world-class boss we will face in the future?" one of the team members looked at the submachine gun in his hand, "That's it, I can't use it." ”

"How do I know what's going on!" Chen Shaoyong looked up at the sky, his sturdy body was very distinct under the light of the city's neon lights.

The following female team members have already seen the red faces!

This uncle is definitely inadvertently hooking up with a girl from a good family, because it can be seen from the first time he called to comfort his wife and children when he appeared under the coercion of the demon king, although he and his wife get together less and leave more, but they actually love them very much.

- And not fraternity.

Looking at the HDTV in the building next to it, the huge portals about the 'end of the world' in the live broadcast screen have disappeared.

"What is the great god doing?" Chen Shaoyong muttered, he didn't get through when he called Mu Qian just now......

If you can receive a call at the convergence of the Demon Realm, the Demon Realm, and the Life Space Fault, then the communication company that Mu Qian has a card can also be said to be very domineering.

Little Spirit?

Chen Shaoyong touched his chin and wondered, he didn't believe that Mu Qian would really be angry and destroy the world, and the second coercion went quickly, it was obvious that he had found Xiao Ling's traces and rushed over.

"Captain, what do we do now?"

Chen Shaoyong shook his head: "I usually help ordinary people, but this time I went to help the demon exterminator." Fortunately, we don't have any ability, and the ones who were suppressed before were not too bad. ”

"Hey, okay. ”

The young people on the ground began to slowly get up, one by one, as if they were the survivors of the catastrophe, but they quickly threw themselves into the work of supporting the demon slayer.

The demon exterminator of the City of Colors, the coalition army sorted out by the Kunwu Mountain forces and the Wen family cleaners, was already paralyzed at the airport at this time.

Fortunately, the security at the airport is good, and these demon slayers, who can resume their most basic operations much later than ordinary people, are firmly protected by the army at this time.

Otherwise, something is likely to happen.

For ordinary people, first they learned of the existence of demon slayers and demons, and then they were shocked by the cold and tyrannical coercion, and twelve more gates appeared in the world......

And then it's now, like a calm where nothing happened.

The order of ordinary human society collapsed in an instant, accelerating the transformation of the world.

On the other hand, those who originally didn't believe in the demon slayer and thought that some pseudoscience was pretending to be a god and a ghost instantly realized the greatness of the demon slayer. - Of course, I also thought so under the propaganda offensive of the major organizations of the demon slayer.

It turns out that under the breath of peace in this world, there is a hidden risk of destruction at any time......

It turned out that the demon slayer was actually fighting against such a powerful being......

It turns out that at the moment of fate, at the moment of judgment by the end of the world, they really can't do anything but pray......

Frustration arose spontaneously along with the drastic changes in ideology at the level of human society, and those who originally claimed to be elites began to think about how they could continue to 'play the role of elites' in society.

In the sky above Kunwu Mountain, the thunderball slowly fell, and the demon slayer masters who had gathered on the mountain looked up.

In the thunderball, Song Shijing lowered her head, and her breath seemed to be a little weak.

Although under the coercion and deterrence of Mu Qian, the higher the strength, the more uncomfortable it is, but when the strength reaches a certain level, it can barely resist the coercion of Mu Qian's breath for a short time.

Song Shijing is like this, so there is no injury, just a little distraction.

Are you going to lie?

"Young master!" Sister Yu shouted, reminding Song Shijing to go over there.

She was greeted by Mother Song and the two elders in a high attic.

Song Shijing slowly fell, was held by Sister Yu's arm, lowered her head and said nothing.

"Are you hurt?" Mother Song's tone was still cold as usual.

Song Shijing shook her head.

"Don't blame yourself too much," Mother Song took the initiative to comfort, "This powerful existence can't be identified yet, it's the responsibility of all demon slayers to fight him, don't try to take it all together." ”

The two elders also nodded and said such words, and Sister Yu spoke: "This person may be ...... me."

"Sister Yu," Song Shijing grabbed Sister Yu's wrist and stopped Sister Yu's words. Song Shijing whispered: "I'm a little tired, Sister Yu send me back." ”

Sister Yu frowned, and looked at Song Shijing face to face, and then Sister Yu nodded, "Okay, I'll send you back." ”

Mother Song: "Slow, Xiaoyu, what did you want to say just now?"

"Ah, this person may be ...... to me," Sister Yu pouted, "He killed her before he touched the corner of her clothes." This strength is completely beyond our knowledge of the strong, and like God, he shrouds the world in his wrath, which can ignite at any moment. ”

Mother Song nodded approvingly.

Sister Yu calmly helped Song Shijing to go down, and Song's mother had to carry out follow-up scheduling.

Either way, today's events are bound to be the most overshadowed event in the history of the Demon Slayer, although there is no war, although no one dies directly because of it.

But the coercion that appeared twice made the hearts of many demon slayers imprinted negative emotions in their hearts......

In the attic, Sister Yu helped Song Shijing to sit back on the bed slowly.

Sister Yu: "Why don't you say it?"

"Say what?"

"His identity," Sister Yu lowered her voice, as if she was afraid that the wall would have ears.

Song Shijing pursed her mouth, "What's the use of saying it?" and...... He was just angry about Xiaoling's matter, and he didn't really do anything to this world......"

"Xiao Song!"

"Sister Jade ......"

The two looked at each other, and Sister Yu wanted to scold her harshly, but when the words came to her mouth, they softened a lot, because Sister Yu saw the pain and struggle in Song Shijing's eyes.

"I'll investigate his specific identity," Sister Yu whispered, "A strong person who can possess this kind of power, even if it exists for a long time, there will inevitably be some legends left behind...... Don't think too much about it. ”

"Well, I will. Song Shijing closed her eyes and sat on the edge of the bed as if she was tired, "It's just that don't rush to announce these things, it's best to come and discuss with me first." ”

"Paper can't hold the fire. ”

"But I want to see if I can do anything," Song Shijing whispered, tears left in her closed eyes, "What do I want to do for him! How much I like him, do you all know it? Recently, it seems to be engraved in my blood, and his shadow is his shadow when I close my eyes!"

His present, his former ......

Standing among countless figures, holding 'yourself' gradually losing consciousness, crying and howling......

Here are some fragments of memory, from her past life.

Sister Yu frowned, but she just sighed, didn't say anything, and turned around and walked to the special elevator in the attic.

Whether the identity of the demon king can be found depends on Sister Yu's associative ability.

At this time, in the demon world, Mu Qian and Xiao Ling stood on a cloud, Xiao Ling looked east and west in surprise, and then indulged in the clear starry sky of the demon world, while Mu Qian was worried for a while.

Sure enough, I was still impulsive.