After patronizing the museum building on the third floor, the cannon roared behind them, and thousands of government soldiers also rushed into the literary street and began to gradually regain the lost ground.

When the last piece of moonstone was put into the Qiankun bag, Ning Caichen launched a crazy massacre, which was at the request of Ian, and began to help the Zhengyi government army to regain the lost territory, and killed all the rebels who broke into Wenyi Street, leaving no one behind, anyway, these are Italian soldiers, Ning Caichen does not need any mercy.

Bursts of gunfire, Zibi bullets rained down, but all this had no effect on Ning Caichen, in order to show his role, Ning Caichen was covered with blood, when he appeared in front of the soldiers of Zhengbi Mansion, he had become a bloody man, and there were dozens of corpses left behind.

"Get down, lie down, the other side has a tank, a captain rushed over quickly, shouted at the soldier, and was trying to remind Ning Caichen to be careful, a shell has been whistling, yes, the barrel of the tank, firing out the shell, the momentum is violent, it is pointing at the place where Ning Caichen is standing, and the target positioning is very accurate.

But it's a pity, this didn't have any effect, Ning Caichen's body twisted, the sword intent of ten thousand ways had emerged, the shell exploded, but it did not block the sword formation, the sword array was like rain, denser than rain, and it overturned towards the opponent's tank camp, the tank was cut into a thousand holes, and the infantry following the tank fell even more, and the miserable sound came one after another, when the second lieutenant who bent down and hid looked up, only to find that the rebel team in front of him had been wiped out.

Even the menacing tank has become broken copper and iron, lying on the ground with a "clang" sound.

The captain of the "attack" was overjoyed, raised his fingers and gave an order to the end of the street, a large number of soldiers got up, bowed their waists, and began to charge forward, and the streets passing by were covered with blood, with Ning Caixing taking the lead in culling, these rebels who attacked the literary street were quickly cleaned up, but unfortunately, the historical treasures stored in the three buildings were all turned into fragments at this time, because the buildings collapsed and were shattered by artillery bombardment, and it was impossible for such a force to find something complete.

Watching the soldiers cleaning the streets, Ning Caichen sat on top of the complex tower, checking his harvest, there were really a lot, those historical treasures that had been extinct in the East fell into his hands again, Ning Caichen thought, this time when he went back, would he hold an auction meeting? It is estimated that the old man will not allow it.

How much are so many treasures worth?

"Mr. Ning, General Ian has sent news that the president has been attacked in the southeast direction and is surrounded by rebels, please support and rescue the president immediately." A telephone soldier rushed up quickly, interrupting Ning Caichen's thoughts, Mr. President, who led the army against the rebels, fell into the encirclement this time, and I am afraid that he will not be able to get along.

The president is not dead, and it has little to do with Ning Caichen, but he took so many things just now, and he was still in a good mood, Ning Caichen slid down from the complex tower, his body flicked, and his voice sounded: "I know, rescue immediately, tonight, I will help you, kill the sky and the earth."

Ning Caichen faintly felt that the mysterious power in his body had begun to recover, and he also wanted to grasp the veins in it to see how to practice and improve this power, and he couldn't rely on women to toss, this time when he went back, he was afraid that he couldn't bring Christine and them back, otherwise there would be no way to explain to the women at home

One Sophia is enough, and a few more yellow-haired and blue-eyed Westerners, I am afraid that the face of the adults of the Ning family will not be too good-looking, so he has to find the method of mysterious power by himself and practice, and he can't stare at Christine's special body.

In the southeast direction, the gunfire is even more intensive, the rebels know that the son of God has entered Rome, they know that the situation is not good, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, they step up the time to attack, even if it is to kill the son of the god and kill the president of Italy, it is also a good thing, as long as the president is destroyed, the government has lost the integration of the mastermind, even if the son of God is strong, it is impossible to slaughter hundreds of thousands of troops with one person.

Even if you want to kill so many people, you have to die of exhaustion.

When Ning Caichen arrived, the mountains were full of soldiers, and the government army was struggling to defend it, and now it has fallen into a heavy siege, the core position, the president is personally sitting in the town, in the center of the city, Ian also led tens of thousands of soldiers, in the best effort to open up the contact with the president, the interweaving of firepower on both sides, like fireworks in the night sky, colorful.

Seeing Ning Caichen, Ian was overjoyed and shouted: "Mr. Ning, thank you, I received the news that the literary street has been recovered, this is all your credit, now Mr. President is trapped and needs your rescue, otherwise once the president has something, the Italian army will fight separately and become a plate of scattered sand." ”

"Where is the president?"

"From here, about a kilometer away, because the enemy and the enemy are mixed, we can't use heavy firearms, so as not to hurt the president, Mr. Ning, it's all up to you now, please help us open this road, connect with the president, and ensure his safety."

Ning Caichen didn't speak, in fact, he wanted to say in his heart, whether the president died or not had nothing to do with him, but when it came to killing, he was very interested now, wearing ten thousand swords, like a fireball in the night light, he rushed towards the rebels' position, a sun lamp, very clear in the night sky, illuminating this open space as if it were day.

And on the flat ground of this wilderness, a phalanx of 100 people stood in front of Ning Caichen, these are all strong men, except for the black trousers, and the black scarf on their heads, these strong men are all wearing their upper bodies, with open chests and backs.

They didn't have guns, each of them had a sharp knife in their hands, standing straight and straight, the anger emanating from them, Ning Caichen knew that this was the master of the Dark Council, they were either demon generals and demon soldiers, or demon generals and demon soldiers, or maybe ghost generals and ghost soldiers, at this time, hundreds of people united to form this impregnable defensive position.

Ning Caichen slowly fell to the ground like the wind blowing, looking at the hundred-person phalanx with a strong black aura in front of him, he had a strong battle intent in his hand, this should be the last remaining strength of the Dark Council, and it is precisely because of these forces that the defense of Rome, the capital of Italy, is full of holes, and it will fall into today's situation, a city as big as Rome, only this piece of land remains.

"Kill, kill the son of the gods."

"Kill, kill, kill the son of God."

"Son of the Gods."

"Son of the Gods."

With the roar of a certain ghost general, a deafening cry sounded, more piercing than the gunfire around him, and then several general-level masters rushed towards Ning Caichen, they had no hesitation, they were not afraid of life and death, the head behind the dark council had already issued a death order, either you die or I die, if you can't kill the son of God, then, they don't have to go back.

The leaders behind the scenes, who were ready to abandon the Dark Council, no longer needed to hide their strength, or in their minds, the more completely destroyed the power of the Dark Council was, the safer they would be.

Ning Caichen's figure moved forward a thousand inches, obviously in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, he met it again, and a heavy fist landed on the chest of a ghost general who pounced on him, only to hear a "bang" After hearing a "bang", "snap" twice, the seven flank bones on the ghost general's body were all broken

One of them pierced the heart, lay on the ground and bounced a few times, like a shrimp out of water, slowly lost its breath, blood overflowed from the corners of its mouth, reflecting its pale face, and died a particularly miserable death.

In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, these ghost soldiers are already very strong, not to mention ghost generals, they can fight with duke-level masters in Europe, but in the eyes of Ning Caichen, they are vulnerable.

Ning Caichen's killing of the Dark Council has never been soft, but unfortunately, they don't know fear and fear, and the belief in the Dark Council in their hearts makes them fearless of death, and they rush towards Ning Caichen one after another, like moths to a fire, just for a moment of burning, although they are still honored.

The power of faith is powerful, it will make people lose their minds, Ning Caichen knows that these masters of the Dark Council are all immersed in the Black Sea, unable to struggle, and there is no way to save them, treating such people, only kill, kill, kill, kill cleanly, will the world be restored to clarity.

Ian commanded the army, and quickly rushed over, watching Ning Caichen fight against the dark master, every move and style, all of them were killing, blood splashing, so that the cold wind of this night and morning had a fishy smell, and the corpses were all over the ground, even more tragic than those rebels who were shot and killed, and there were almost no complete corpses.

Ning Caichen's killing is a kind of spiritual exploration, he is groping for mysterious power, if it is said that from the divine realm to the virtual realm, and then from the virtual realm to the immortal energy, it is the effect of qi, but this mysterious power is no longer qi, just like the elements of the dark world, this is a new power.

Although Ning Caichen still didn't know what kind of medium this was, it was safe to say that this kind of power was stronger than the immortal power, and more domineering than the elemental power of the dark realm.

But it's a pity that every time it comes to a critical moment, it is lost again, and it just can't grasp the core, so Ning Caichen can only use killing to feel the fluctuation of this power, hoping that through the fluctuation of this power, he can feel its way of existence, and then find a way to improve it.

Most of the 100-person dark masters were killed or wounded, and the more tragic they were, the higher the morale of these dark masters, which made Ian and the Zhengyi Mansion army tremble

"Devil, these people are clearly devils, they are too terrifying." Ian muttered to himself, he was really glad to meet Mr. Ning, otherwise, with these dark devils, I am afraid that the country of Italy will sink into darkness and become the kingdom of the Dark Council, and they will also become slaves of darkness.