Aston, formerly known as Kyle Stuart, lost his mother when he was a child, and his father moved to the United States with Kyle when he was ten years old due to work reasons. Seeing that the originally strong little boy had become skinny within a few years, Kyle's father quit his job and began to take his son around to seek medical treatment, but he couldn't find any illness.

On the way, Kyle attends a junior summer camp, and it is strange that Kyle's body suddenly heals after the summer camp, and not only that, but his physical fitness is better than before. His father thought that his children were favored by the heavens, but they were already targeted by the devil.

When Scientology first started its Apocalyptic Warrior program, they selected talents from a variety of soldiers, but gradually they discovered that the upper limit of adults was actually very limited. After that, they set their sights on underage children, and they secretly selected the children they needed by holding various youth activities around the world.

Kyle's father dies of illness shortly after they are chosen, and Kyle is adopted by a charity. For the next twenty years, Kyle lived in hell, training and experimenting with non-human beings, and his friends disappeared one after another. Kyle was lucky in a way, he was one of the lucky ones who crawled out of the dry bones of tens of thousands of children.

It wasn't until the millennium five years ago that Kyle, at the age of 30, celebrated his graduation. Dozens of people his age were sent to headquarters, and they were divided into a dozen teams, along with Kyle and two others, codenamed Aston.

The Aston group is the smallest group because the group is so physically demanding, and coincidentally the three people in this group are very good friends.

Morgan and Kyle are from England, Agnes came to the Balkans, they met Kyle at the same summer camp, their experiences were very similar so they became friends, and they have supported each other for twenty years to survive until now. Morgan and Agne are still lovers, and they will be married after this graduation ceremony.

Aston glanced at the beautiful young oriental man in front of him, his hand was very strong, and at this time his hand was pressed on his arm, where there were tattoos of the letters K, A, and the letters.

The corners of Aston's mouth turned up slightly, this young man is very powerful, especially that kind of magical body, oh no, the five young people I met today are too powerful, these Orientals are at most twenty years old, how did they become so powerful, Huaxia is really amazing. Aston was envious of the fact that they could fight side by side so desperately, and Aston wanted to tell the Chinese that he had two friends in the past, and that if his two friends were here, they would be able to defeat them easily.

Zhang Qilu had a headache at the moment, the person in front of him was obviously far beyond the scope of human beings, and the five of them were exaggerating, even if they faced a fully armed army of thousands of people at this moment, they would have the strength to fight. But now the person in front of him, whether it is strength, speed, or that amazing recovery ability, has already stood at the peak of the human race, and under such power, no amount of tricks can be vulnerable.

The speed of the big sword in Aston's hand was already so fast that there was no trace, and every time he came out with the sword now, it was very dangerous, and Mu Zishan suddenly felt a huge momentum coming towards him. Mu Zishan raised the gentian in his hand to parry.

Zhang Qilu knew that the sword that Aston was cutting out now was absolutely irresistible to Mu Zishan's current situation, but Zhang Qilu was helpless at the moment, his aura domain also had certain rules for use, for example, the fewer variables in his domain, the less he would consume, and for example, for a powerful individual, his field would consume more.

Zhang Qilu could only kick towards Muzi Mountain from the side. The giant sword narrowly grazed Muzi Mountain and slashed on the ground, and the stone slab ground was actually cut out of a ravine by Aston. With such tremendous power, no one dares to take his sword anymore.

Zhang Qilu understands that there is no way to go on like this, no matter how capable they are, they are rats after all, and five mice can't fight a cat.

Zhang Qilu took a step back and said, "Everyone, I need some time. Don't confront him head-on."

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After finishing speaking, I saw Zhang Zhangmen take out a few talismans, throw them on the ground, and shout an edict. The surrounding loess actually attached to it, forming a piece of armor. He struck Aston with his wooden sword.

Zhang Qilu knew that this Wudang head must have a backhand, and if it was about orthodox Chinese martial arts, they would not be enough to see in front of him. With the cooperation of Mu Zishan and others, it shouldn't be a big problem to hold up for a few minutes.

Zhang Qilu retreated into Xiang's house and took out a purple gold robe, which was a Tianxian cave robe.

Zhang Qilu was wearing the Tianxian Cave clothes at this time, holding the Mocking Wind Sword in his right hand, holding the Heavenly Master Seal in his left hand, and cutting his left hand with the sword began to communicate with the Heavenly Master Seal with blood.

"The Soul is back! Enter the Cultivation Door. Gong Zhu Zhaojun, back to the first. Qin Jian Qi wisps, Zheng Mian is a little stronger. The trick should be prepared, and the eternal roar will be called.

The Soul Returns! Anti-former residence. Heaven and earth are all over the world, and there are many thieves and girls to do it. It's like setting up a king's room, quiet and peaceful. The high hall is magnificent, and the threshold is a little more stellar. The layers are tired, and the mountains are higher. The netizen Zhu is embellished, and the engraved square is connected. ......」

Zhang Qilu recited a passage in a strange tone, although he read it very fast, he pronounced the words clearly, and his tone was frustrated, with a rhythm of his own.

Everyone behind him was amazed when they saw this scene, and everyone held their breath, for fear that the slightest sound would disturb Zhang Qilu.

"People have something to do, and they should give something together. Drink and be happy. The Soul Returns! It's anti-home."

Thinking of this, Zhang Qilu suddenly stopped, and the whole person didn't move, only to see Zhang Qilu raise his head slightly, his eyes were hollow as if he was looking at something.

No one knows what kind of person Zhang Qilu is communicating with in the sea at this moment.

A Taoist wearing a black robe appeared in Zhang Qilu's sea of knowledge, he was tall, his waist was straight, and he stood like a pine. With a dust on his back, a long sword in his hand, and his head slightly raised, this person's face was hazy, and his whole face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, but he could vaguely see the outline of his handsome face, and the most striking thing on his whole face was a broken scar on the collarbone of his eyebrows. Although Zhang Qilu was in front of him, he didn't even look at Zhang Qilu, he looked very lonely, and he didn't exist at all.

Zhang Qilu didn't care, and said with a smile

"I've seen the Ancestral Heavenly Master."

The Taoist still didn't look at Zhang Qilu, and he didn't speak, but the voice came from his abdomen.

"What......" he paused for a moment before continuing, "how did you do it?"

"After you feathered, your soul entered this Celestial Master Seal."

"Phew! Bold, erect, you dare to destroy the ascension of this Heavenly Master."

"There is no ascension, there is no thirty-three heavens, there is nothing but a dead silence above."

Although there is no concept of time in Zhang Qilu's sea of knowledge, Zhang Qilu is not willing to waste time.

After thinking for a while, Master Zhang finally spoke.

"Who are you?"

"Your bloodline juniors, ancestors and juniors have something to ask for, and now the land of Kyushu is facing a disaster, demons are rampant, and the younger generations are incompetent, so I hope you can take action this time."

Zhang Zu Heavenly Master is also known as the Great Sage Demon Protector Tianzun, so it is naturally his duty to subdue demons and subdue demons, and he no longer talks nonsense.

"Boy, keep your heart, I'll borrow your body."

"Ancestors, please."

"Tell me where the demons are. What does it look like?"

"Right in front of him, he's a golden haired monster with a green face and fangs."

Zhang Qilu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes had changed at this time, empty and staring, and he glanced at the people present and immediately locked on to the golden-haired Aster.

Wearing a Taoist robe, Zhang Zhangmen was repelled by his punch at this moment, and the Taoist priest leaned down and began to vomit blood. Ancestor Zhang shook his head. The next moment he appeared in front of Aston, the forces of nature gathered out of thin air, and the air flow seemed to change. Wind and sand, mixed with thunder and lightning, enveloped the two of them.

......

Countless golden swords pierced through the sheep's body, and the sudden change left her with little chance to react. The sheep-headed woman didn't even make a sound, just

fell to the ground. Qin Dao naturally wouldn't be naïve enough to think that this sheep-headed girl would die like this.

The invisible sword in his hand took out several swords, directly dismantling the sheep-headed girl into eight pieces, but Qin Dao still didn't stop, he was not a pervert, but he wanted to make sure that this sheep-headed girl had lost all her vitality.

All this happened extremely quickly, they didn't react at the first time when their companions fell, and after Qin Dao succeeded, they began to run. But before he could take two steps, he suddenly stumbled and fell down, Qin Dao gasped again, and his left leg and right hand were completely unconscious.

The mixed-race girl appeared silently behind Qin Dao. Qin Dao only felt that there was a chill in his neck, and he secretly screamed that it was not good. The aura realm suddenly shrank, and Qin Dao's realm suddenly shrank to one meter around his body.

The field has shrunk, and the reaction of the golden lightsaber is faster, and the power is naturally greater. Qin Dao stared back with one leg, as if he had kicked something, and with a support of his left hand, the person actually flew out of the air for several meters.

Qin Daoren grabbed the void in the air, took out a long sword with an extremely wide sword body, and the long sword flew to Qin Dao's feet. Qin Dao was able to fly with a sword.

Qin Dao let out a sigh of relief, he still held it up this time, he reached out and touched his neck, two small tooth marks, but he had not pierced the flesh and skin. A name suddenly flashed in Qin Dao's mind, one of the ancestors of the Lilith Blood Clan.

Just when Qin Dao was about to fly out of this villa community with his sword, suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, his internal organs seemed to be mixed together, and the pain was unbearable, he knew that Zhan Xiaolu still made a move, and Qin Dao was sick.

At the same time, the sword under Qin Dao's feet also lost control, and he suddenly broke off contact with Qin Dao. Qin Dao's whole person lost his fulcrum in the air and fell straight down.