Ruins of the Potala Palace, on the side of the lake.

"Poof!"

"Bang!!"

With a strange noise, the soldiers and SWAT officers in charge of guarding the place fell one by one, turning into cold corpses on the snow.

The rest of the people, with blood-red eyes, picked up the guns in their hands, roared and fired fiercely, but they couldn't hurt the few B-level cultivators of the island country.

Gradually, the number of soldiers and special police officers is getting smaller and smaller, and all the black-clothed island country monks have completely approached.

At this moment, the sun is in full bloom, the sky is already bright, and the bloodthirsty and cruel gaze in the eyes of several monks is already clearly visible.

With such a gaze, the monks have no mercy at all.

Every time a monk raises his hand, there is a hidden weapon that is infused with the power of true yuan.

The hidden weapon is more powerful than a bullet, whether it is a shot in the head of a SWAT officer or the body of a soldier, the latter's body will suddenly fall back, or a large skull sticks to the scalp, or the warm muscles are torn away from the body with blood, and then the body falls to the ground limply.

There are also monks who flip their wrists, hold the short sharp blade in their hands, and rush out quickly, cutting into the ranks of soldiers and special police.

Then, the dull sound of human bodies falling to the ground sounded one after another, and the soldiers and SWAT servants who had been stabbed fell to the ground, and a terrible bloody wound was cut in every throat, and the broken light red trachea drooped outside, spurting blood bubbles.

Finally......

During the continuous firing, the guns in the hands of the soldiers and SWAT officers were extinguished, and the magazines were completely empty.

So, they threw down their weapons and looked at the formidable enemy that was getting closer and closer, and their hearts were filled with ferocity.

"Zheng Zheng!"

In the midst of a few muffled sounds, the remaining soldiers and special policemen, without exception, pulled out the military thorns on their bodies, roared lowly, and pounced on them, completely disregarding life and death!

It's just that......

Seeing this, several island country monks shook their heads disdainfully, easily dodging the attacking military spurs, and the short blades in their hands swung out sharply.

Then, the few remaining soldiers and SWAT officers clutched their throats and fell to the ground, blood gushing from between their fingers, and a strange 'gurgling' sound sounded in their throats.

"Ignorant Shina people!"

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, and the few weak people whose throats were cut, one of the island monks sneered, and was about to take a step forward, but suddenly felt a tightness in his calves, and when he looked down, he saw the soldier who had his throat cut, holding his calves tightly with both hands.

The island monk frowned slightly, a little surprised by the tenacity of the other party's vitality, lowered his head and snorted coldly, raised the short blade in his hand, and was about to swing it down.

But at this moment, the soldier's blood-red eyes stared, and a hoarse voice poured out of his throat.

"Little devil, I call you ancestor!"

Because his throat was slit, when this voice swelled up, it seemed to come from the mouth of an evil ghost from the Nine Hells, which made people feel cold.

And then......

"Click!"

There was a low sound, and a burst of green smoke actually rose from the soldier's hand, and there was already a grenade that he had pulled off the lead.

At such a close distance, even if the monks of that island country were cultivators, they would definitely not be able to escape death.

"Yaga!"

In the midst of panic and anger, in order to get out, the monk of the island country swung his knife and cut it, and the sharp blade in his hand cut through the soldier's neck without stopping, and immediately cut off his head!

In the gushing of blood, the soldier's head rolled out several meters away, but ......

His hands were still wrapped around the calves of the monk of the island country, and this torso, which had lost its life and was still twitching, actually had an indestructible will!

"Yaga!"

The island monk yelled again, and the fear in his words was even stronger.

He could never have imagined that he would die at the hands of a mere mortal, and even more so at the hands of a disgusting soldier.

Woohoo!

The grenade emitted green smoke, and the strange sound in it was like a horn urging to explode.

But at this moment......

Xu Fu, who was originally standing on the top of the mountain, floated down with his whole person, his shape was extremely ethereal, as if he had no effort, and he didn't see any magical powers, so he walked against the wind and fell to the side of the monk of the island country.

Then, with a flick of his right hand, there was a slight ripple in the air, as if countless silks had wrapped around the grenade layer by layer, wrapping it into a cocoon.

In the next moment, the grenade exploded.

It's just that the originally powerful grenade, under Xu Fu's magical powers, is like someone putting a small fart in the field, not to mention killing the monk of the island country, and even the soldier's right hand holding the grenade failed to hurt a single point.

How can such supernatural powers be found in the world?

At this moment, thousands of meters away from Xu Fu, the sniper who had just fired three heavy sniper bullets saw this scene clearly through the sniper scope, and couldn't help but turn pale and tremble.

He is a man of the kingdom, and he is also a cultivator.

In his life, the person with the strongest supernatural powers should be regarded as Qin Yan, the youngest deputy director of the State Department.

In that situation, in the face of the grenade that was about to explode, if Qin Yan was present, he might be able to use his divine power to extinguish the huge force brought by the explosion.

However, Qin Yan would never be as relaxed as Xu Fu, raising his hand and flicking his fingers to dissolve everything.

Therefore, this is no longer some kind of simple supernatural power, but should be a certain realm......

Extremely high realm.

"Damn, is this person also an alien?"

The sniper of the national department frowned fiercely, and when he turned to leave without hesitation, he thought of Haotian in his mind, Haotian who also had an extremely high realm.

However, in the eyes of this sniper, Xu Fu is still far weaker than Haotian in terms of realm.

Just like when he used a heavy sniper to snipe Xu Fu before, Xu Fu relied on his magic power to press the sniper bullet into a copper cake. And in the records about Haotian in the country, the terrible sniper bullet was shot in front of Haotian, as if it was stationary.

It's just that now this sniper from the country doesn't have the time to analyze these in detail, he wants to flee back immediately and tell Qin Yan what happened here.

But at the moment when he turned around, Xu Fu, who was thousands of meters away, raised his head and smiled slightly, as if his eyes were seen through the air.

With this slight smile, the sniper's body immediately froze, and then he stroked his throat with both hands, and at the same time his eyes showed an extremely frightened look, his face instantly turned pale, and his neck was crooked, and he died directly!!

This is also the realm, the realm of divine consciousness.

Just like Haotian looked at the sky before, several snipers who ambushed him in the country, and dozens of cultivators who released Vx poison gas, all of which exploded in unison, all of them were some kind of extremely high divine consciousness realm.

(ps: With this chapter, with countless soldiers who defended the land during the period of resistance, ask for votes !!)