Calamity of Tomorrow

500 meters above Donghua City, inside the headquarters of the intelligence agency Night Army.

The Night Army is to grasp and better control the situation of all monks and civilians in human civilization, and to combat the vicious organization headed by the Fantian Sect. It is an internal intelligence agency composed of elite monks under the direct control of the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, Fang Mo, the second-in-command of the Donghua City Night Army, was sitting at a desk with a young man in a black uniform, with information related to Li Xiuzhu in front of him.

Sir. In front of the desk, another burly man with a dark face said: This is the information related to Li Xiuzhu. All the records since he entered Donghua City are here.

Li Xiuzhu. The young man frowned more and more while looking at the relevant records above: What are you doing here? Did you really come to subdue criminals after hiding your identity for two months?

He kept recalling the development of the entire Heavenly Demon incident in his mind, from the abnormality of the first few students to the attack time of the entire Zhou Tian Xingdou formation.

Li Xiuzhu seems to have been playing the role of a good policeman.

Li Xiuzhu...Fantian Sect...Xing Jun...Tianmo... Fang Mo rubbed his forehead, and kept thinking in his mind: The two sides clashed and a battle broke out, which means that there is a conflict between their goals.

He picked up the testimony of Zhou Bai and the others: Is it for that scripture? What is that thing?

At this moment, a soldier of the night army came in and reported to Fang Mo: Sir, the higher-ups asked you to go to the archives, saying that your application has been approved.

Fang Mo's eyes flickered slightly: Has it finally come down?

He hurriedly went to the archives, and saw a huge bronze door standing there, and a man in a suit had already stood in front of the door.

If Zhou Bai had been there, he would have recognized that this man in a suit was exactly the same as the man who handed out supplies in front of the school's Xuan Mi secret store.

The man in the suit looked at Fang Mo and said, Mr. Fang, the Heavenly Court has approved your application, but Li Xiuzhu's relevant information is classified as Level 7 confidential information. You can only view it in the archives, and it is not allowed to spread outside.

Fang Mo's spirit froze. Because of the distorted relationship between heaven and the law, the danger of intelligence is no longer limited to the various influences he will bring, but the intelligence itself may be taboo knowledge, pictures, rituals, so intelligence also has Possibly itself is dangerous.

Therefore, under the leadership of Tianting, the information is divided into 0 to 10 levels, and a certain level of authority and even cultivation is required to view these information.

The intelligence level of the leader of the Fantian Sect is actually level 7? I originally thought that the Fantian Sect was just playing tricks. Fang Mo thought to himself: It seems that the water of this matter is deeper than I imagined.

Fang Mo nodded: I understand.

The next moment, after the man in the suit chuckled softly, the bronze door behind him slowly opened, and it was pure darkness without a trace of light.

However, Fang Mo was already familiar with the structure of the archives. He walked up to the archives calmly, and the next moment he saw countless tentacles stretching out, dragging him into the darkness.

With a loud bang, the bronze door slowly closed. The man in the suit looked at Fang Mo who had disappeared, and said with a chuckle, Heavenly...it's amazing.

It was dark, damp, and dreary.

Fang Mo felt a horrible creature crawling in the file room. However, the structure of the archive itself is a level 10 secret, and he doesn't even know it now.

But he wasn't nervous, he just released his primordial power, and shouted into the darkness around him as he did in the past: Tell me all the information about the leader of Fantian Sect.

The next moment, lines of text had already appeared on his retina, which was the information he needed.

...

Thirty years ago.

The west side of the mainland.

The sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, black clouds stretching for thousands of miles covered the sky, and thousands of thunder and fire rained down from time to time, burning and killing everything on the earth.

Those black clouds are countless celestial demons wandering in the sky, wantonly culling and killing the humans on the ground.

Buildings collapsed slowly, and all kinds of flying cars and cars turned into burning iron blocks and fell on the land.

The screams of the people, the sound of burning corpses, and the excited roar of the demon.

Everything is like a scene from hell.

Amongst the piled up corpses, a soldier looked at the Heavenly Demon flying past in the sky from time to time with panicked eyes, and he tightly covered his mouth, not daring to make any sound.

...

Li Xiuzhu suddenly opened his eyes, rested his forehead with one hand, and gasped violently.

Beside him, a blond woman came up, hugged his head, and gently comforted him: It's okay, it's okay, it's all over.

Seeing that Li Xiuzhu calmed down a little bit, the blond woman asked concerned: Is it that dream again? Do you want to try to close the memory? If you keep having this demon, the next breakthrough will be too dangerous.

I can't forget it, how dare I forget it. Li Xiuzhu said lightly: Thirty years have passed, and I still remember the scene of the Kunlun Heavenly Palace crashing.

Two billion people marched eastward and retreated, and were massacred by hundreds of millions of demons along the way. We, one hundred thousand monks, faced the demons and resisted desperately. The sky was stained with blood.

And Heaven...hehe. Li Xiuzhu sneered: I still remember hiding in the pile of corpses, eating grass, eating dirt, and eating everything that can be eaten, so I survived.

Li Xiuzhu stood up slowly, and the primordial power on his body surged out like mountains and seas.

From the moment the demon retreated, I swore to myself that this world should change.

Humans no longer fight for heaven, but live for themselves.

I want to destroy the Heavenly Court and the Heavenly Demons, and the earth will only belong to humans.

As he spoke, he walked out slowly: Let's start, Annie, release all the other hexagrams we found, I'm going to start a hexagram.

...

Outside the bronze door, when Fang Mo woke up, he was already standing outside the bronze door, and he didn't even know when he came out.

Turning around to look, the man in the suit before had disappeared.

He let out a deep breath, still showing surprise in his eyes: Li Xiuzhu... the leader of Fantian Sect, turned out to be Li Mour, the commander of the Kunlun retreat thirty years ago.

Fang Mo knew that the Kunlun Heavenly Palace crashed 30 years ago, and human beings retreated to the east. They lost countless soldiers along the way, and only guarded the last third of the eastern continent. That is the current five main cities.

Fantian Sect, Fantian Sect. Fang Mo thought to himself, Not only the heavens that want to shake the heavens, but also the heavens that want to shake the demons.

Thinking about the information he got this time, Zhou Bai's figure flashed in his mind.

Xing Jun is so interested in this Zhou Bai, Li Xiuzhu seems to have protected Zhou Bai by the way.

This week, it's worth investigating in depth.

But as soon as he thought of investigating Zhou Bai, Fang Mo sighed: The other strong men of Donghua Taoist School have all gone to support the front line, and now the vice-principal Zhao Shouyi who is left behind is a bit out of control.

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A new week has begun, it is very important to ask for a wave of recommendation tickets.