Explode!

Explode!

Explode!

When the rain gradually subsided at night, a faint light shone through the cloudy sky.

The gray sun shrouded in this dilapidated town.

Hundreds of Demon Sect disciples squatted on the square in the center of the town with a miserable face, like sugar cane that had been chewed dry.

Most of the monsters that ravaged in the dark have receded, and it is difficult to search for them.

And the strangeness that lasted all night, the 'entrance' through time and space, also died down as the darkness receded.

Feng Yuzhang knelt at the door of a room, buried his head deep in the crook of his arm, and his body twitched from time to time.

He was the one who traveled the most 'time and space' among all the disciples of the Demon Sect, and he shuttled a total of seven times in one night.

And once you go to the 'past', you tend to stay in the past for about five days.

Such a time difference, of course, is that Ke Xiaoliang deliberately adjusted the flow rate of time.

From the comparison of different times, the feeling of traveling through time and space is more realistic.

Looking at these disciples of the Demon Sect who seemed to have been squeezed dry, Ke Xiaoliang looked at the data panel in front of him and smiled.

Don't look at anything else.

Just the line of magic value, the eye-catching and eye-catching balance: five million two hundred and eighty-nine thousand four hundred and twelve points.

It is enough to make Ke Xiaoliang feel uplifted and comfortable.

"Sure enough, the creator's happiness is to make players depressed, although after traveling through time and space more times, the disciples of the Demon Sect have a certain resistance to the power of the nuclear bomb explosion. But from another point of view, they have deeper feelings for the residents of the town and the beautiful life of the town, and when everything is irretrievable, everything familiar is quickly disappearing in front of their eyes. The strong impact and remorse and regret generated will also make them squeeze out a rich magic value. One minus one increase... Keep making blood. ”

Thinking of this, Ke Xiaoliang suddenly felt a little regretful.

"It's a pity that I'm not a disciple of the righteous path, and this method is not used against the disciple of the righteous path. Otherwise, it should be more effective. After all, the Demon Sect believes in wolf culture, and although the disciples can't say that they have completely wiped out human nature, they are all used to cruelty and loss after all. There are some aspects of setbacks and losses, and the blow is not too strong for them. ”

"But soon! With those ten righteous path disciples here, there will be more righteous path disciples joining in a steady stream. ”

"I can apply the same trick to the disciples of the Righteous Path again. ”

"So, I had to make adjustments to the plan. The original plan was to cut this stubble and push the main plot. Now we have to cultivate the side of the righteous monks, so that they can add people quickly, and in terms of plot promotion, wait for them. If the two realms of good and evil are competing, I can reduce the rewards as appropriate, and they will be more positive between them in opposition to each other. Ke Xiaoliang made his own little calculations.

"If that's the case... A small plot that was originally placed in the back can now be slightly advanced. I can't let these Demon Sect disciples sit idle, and through this small plot, we can clear them all out. And let them know that the righteous monks are still in this world, and put pressure on them. Ke Xiaoliang made a judgment.

At the edge of the small world, a small convoy began to appear suddenly, and then quickly moved towards the town.

In the town, Murong Yun listened to all the disciples who were depressed, their eyes wandering, and in a trance, and then he forcibly held back a big yawn.

"The spirit is devastated, but fortunately it's dawn, otherwise... It didn't end well. Murong Yun felt a little happy in his heart at this moment, and at the same time, he inexplicably thought of the small town math teacher who was stabbed to death by him with a knife when he traveled through time and space last time.

Although the mature mind of a monk who has lived for hundreds of years can tell that the teacher is indeed not a wicked person, but... Murong Yun still had to slander in the depths of his heart... It was really an existence comparable to that of the Demon Venerable.

Those terrible math problems, Murong Yun still thought about it now, and he had palpitations.

I don't know if it's a delusion, he always feels that the math teacher is 'spying' on him, and will always 'coincidentally' appear around him and give him homework.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake slightly.

Murong Yun frowned when he heard this.

Then he shouted, "Alert!"

Many disciples of the Demon Sect picked up the weapons they had temporarily found and stood in their positions.

Even though he was mentally exhausted, he still showed that he was well-trained.

Outside the town, a total of five tall, rough, but transformed fortress-like muscle cars are approaching in a column.

"It's a car!"

"Are there still living people in this world?, or are they the original inhabitants of the town?" among the disciples of the Demon Sect, some people were looking forward to it, and they couldn't help but think.

Feng Yuzhang, who had a gloomy expression and dark eyes, also had a trace of hope in his eyes at this time.

Even though Hathaway was repeated before his eyes, he still had expectations, hoping for a miracle.

After all, there are 'gods' in this world, and they are the kind of gods who are said to be 'omnipotent', aren't they?

Five muscular cars, lined up, parked outside the town.

The atmosphere became a little eerie and stiff.

Suddenly, a long cannon barrel sticks out of a muscle monster car.

The barrel of the gun was aimed at the town, and tongues of fire were spitted out.

Rumble!

A building on the border of the town, destroyed by a direct explosion.

The familiar sound of the explosion has been reduced countless times compared to the appearance in the 'memory'.

All the disciples of the Demon Sect subconsciously shook their bodies.

"Someone is going to destroy the town, and we have to hold it. Murong Yun reacted quickly when he heard it.

No matter what emotions you have.

The fact that this town alone can transmit people to the end of the world through special energy entanglement is enough to prove the preciousness of this place.

After all, some information that can be easily obtained before the end of the world may have become a dead sound after the end of the world.

For the sake of interests, Murong Yunting would never allow this town to be destroyed.

"Divide fifty people, turn them into ten teams, and kill them for the old man! Don't even think about ruining the town. Murong Yun listened to the floral skirt, shook the pigtails on his head, and roared at the waist.

Little Lori's sharp voice.

Fifty Demon Sect disciples quickly divided into ten strands and rushed towards the direction of the five muscle cars from different directions.

As they ran fast, they collected the materials they could use, and smashed all kinds of things that could be used as weapons towards the five cars through hidden weapons.

It's a pity that none of them have enough strength.

As a result, these 'hidden weapons' with excellent accuracy but insufficient strength either fell to the ground in the middle of the road, or weakly smashed on the iron net outside the muscle car, without harming the vehicle at all.

The driver of the muscle car also seemed to be startled by the sudden attack.

There was a slight pause in the artillery fire.

Immediately after that, the five cars opened fire at the same time, and more ferocious firepower poured out like a scrubber.