An Shengsheng only had the opportunity to use this sword, because after this sword, those Terran elites had already been possessed, driving, pushing wheelbarrows, and each car was filled with smoking special explosives.

If you don't run faster, I'm afraid that I will be hit hard like this flying centipede.

This flying centipede was blown into pieces under the deadly explosives of the human race, and the minced meat was translucent, crystal clear, and it made me have an appetite when I looked at it.

Song Shushu wanted to tell them that the meat of this flying centipede was definitely a delicacy in the world, but unfortunately it couldn't convey the meaning.

Whether it was the human race or the demon cultivator, they didn't dare to taste the meat, so they dug a pit and buried it directly, Song Shushu felt strange and pity when he looked at it.

An Shengsheng also found a way to deal with these strange beasts temporarily, and Shen Fuxing was also happy to send them away without fighting, and agreed to An Shengsheng's request.

All kinds of explosives are given as much as they want, and even the world's output of tens of millions of tons is all concentrated, and it is included in the box by Dao Ancestor, Old Sword Immortal, etc., ready to be used in the Metaverse again.

Shen Fuxing was even willing to provide weapons such as artillery, as long as they could hold it, the main guns on the battleship could be dismantled and sent to them.

An Shengsheng and the others still refused, the foundation of demon cultivation is cultivation, and these explosives are only used in the early stage of the Metaverse, I believe that with the power of the great demons, they can always find a suitable way.

The crack above the plane tree in Ganxi Village has been opened, and the first batch of demon cultivators have taken the lead, An Shengsheng has to stay and sit in town for a while, and unify all the demon cultivators, after all, there are still many people who can't let go of the glory of the past, and want to divide the land as the king, and then do the power and blessing, for such an unsociable demon cultivator, what else is there to say, just do it.

When An Shengsheng had completely stabilized the demon cultivation and was about to move away, he heard an unbelievable news that a generation of Jie Shen Fuxing was imprisoned in the capital prison and beheaded one day.

An Shengsheng was stupid at that time, it was Shen Fuxing, who held the power of the entire human race, how could he say that he would be killed.

An Shengsheng rushed to the capital prison, and the prison guards were not those Terran elite protectors, but ordinary jailers.

An Shengsheng opened all the joints with a few gold leaves and went straight to the prison.

Shen Fuxing sat in the cage, his prison uniform was slightly dirty, and his face was stained, but his hair was still meticulously coiled, and the bearing of a generation of heroes was still there.

An Shengsheng sighed and said, "Why is this so!"

Shen Fuxing said with a smile: "The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it!"

"Jealousy! Why are you Terrans so difficult to understand, everyone in the nest is a special talent!"

Shen Fuxing said with a smile: "The authority is too heavy, with a wave of my hand, the global elite is used by me, and no one is sure, a crime of slaughtering innocents is enough!"

"Although we are enemies, we have been friends for a long time, so let's be friends!"

"Forget it!"

"I'll get you out, and you'll be able to mix with our demon cultivators in the future, with your qualifications, it's not a problem to cultivate a sword immortal in your lifetime, isn't the monk also coming out of the human race!"

"When I start to practice, give up the Three Principles and Five Constants, I am no longer a human race, I still want to continue to be a human, I don't want to be an immortal, birth, old age, sickness and death, is a complete life, I have done what ordinary people can't do in a lifetime, and now, only death has not been tried!"

Shen Fuxing's refusal did not make An Shengsheng have any surprises, if a generation of people is greedy for life and afraid of death, it is strange, he can calmly face the human race and bite back, this is also the bearing of the people.

"After you die, I'll help you collect the body!"

"Okay, wrap the thin mat, find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, dig a shallow pit and bury it!"

"Dig the pit deeper, so as not to be dug out by wild beasts, I see that the feng shui on the side of the stone mountain on the outskirts of Beijing is good, I will dig a pit for you first." ”

"Okay, find a good place to dig, so as not to waste your energy!"

"Well, don't worry about that!"

An Shengsheng left, arrived at the outskirts of Beijing, found a place with excellent scenery, dug a pit more than ten meters deep, and even cut down an old locust tree, made a coffin, and lay down in the coffin, without eating, sleeping or moving, just waiting quietly, waiting for the news that Shen Fuxing was beheaded.

Song Shushu can feel the contradictory and intimate relationship between An Shengsheng, the demon master, and Shen Fuxing, the human master.

The two have only met a few times, and they are hostile, but that kind of heartfelt admiration and deep friendship is definitely not understandable to ordinary people.

Nine days later, news came from Beijing that at noon, the murderous murderer who had mutilated 16 people had been beheaded.

As for who those sixteen people were, how they were killed, and how they found evidence, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that a generation of heroes will come to an end.

Because, the departure of the demon cultivators is a foregone conclusion, and Shen Fuxing has become a thorn in the heart of all those in power, who wants to have a emperor on his head.

Shen Fuxing walked out of the cage and walked slowly towards the prison car, behind him, followed by more than a dozen cold young men of all colors, as long as Shen Fuxing gave an order, the Dharma Protector Elite would rescue him, not even to save it, but to please.

But Shen Fuxing shook his head, as a generation of heroes, he knew his mission, and now that the mission is completed, if he continues to live, he will become a human demon, which is the root of the entire human race's division war.

Therefore, there is nothing left to help the Terrans except death.

"It's all gone!"

The dozen or so refused to move.

Shen Fuxing smiled and said, "It's okay, send me the last ride!"

Shen Fuxing stepped into the prisoner car, locked the prison door by himself, and said his hard work to the escorted soldiers.

The prisoner car was on the street, more than ten elites followed on foot, and the roadside was surrounded by people watching the excitement, and when they saw the prisoner car coming, their faces were red with excitement, and the rotten eggs were smashed all over the car, and the voices of shouting to kill him were also one after another.

The more than ten elites in the rear had sad faces and burst into tears.

Shen Fuxing held his head high, not caring that his body was covered with dirt, until he arrived at the execution ground, Shen Fuxing also said hard work to the executioner, so that this strong man who takes killing as his duty is slightly one-headed, and after so many years of execution, it is the first time to see such a calm person.

Shen Fuxing didn't have to kneel, just stood upright until noon, when the executioner looked at the sky, threw a stick, and beheaded.

The ghost head big knife is round, the neck of the knife intersects, the head rolls down, but there is no blood flowing out, a generation of heroes, has long been for the revival of the human race, the essence is exhausted.

The rolling head was still open, but the soft, relatable gaze gradually dimmed. ‘

It's just that the people around came with bursts of boos, shouting and scolding the executioner's lack of skill, and the blood did not spurt up three feet high, which was far worse than who!