Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

These parasitic blood spirits are very stable. After all, they are in a sealed state. After they are all pulled out, they are suspended in the air without moving.

Zhuang Chu's eyes were calm, but he just inserted the giant sword into the ground, and the blood-red world suddenly began to cover his surroundings.

When he was about to submerge his figure, Zhuang Chu looked at Ye Xiang and said, "Just pull these things in, I can deal with them."

Ye wanted to understand, nodded, "OK."

The next moment, the judgment finally fell.

After Zhuang Chu narrowed down the scope of the final trial, the domain time can last at least one day.

After all, it is only a field skill, as long as there is enough energy, it can be maintained forever.

Seeing this, Ye Xiang raised his hand, and another thirty talismans appeared in front of him, lining up to peel off the parasitic beast one by one.

Although these Japanese people didn't know why there was such a terrible thing in their bodies, they also saw that Ye Xiang was helping them, so they stepped forward one after another.

The people who were stripped of the parasitic blood spirits all knelt on the ground, grateful to Ye Xiang.

But Ye Xiang spent a whole night working on this busy work, almost tens of thousands of high-level parasitic blood spirits were all pulled into Zhuang Chu's blood-red world, and it was all over.

Ye Xiang couldn't help turning his head to look at the blood-red world behind him, and he couldn't help feeling a little worried in his eyes.

Saints kill themselves, the more they kill, the stronger they become, but the more difficult it is to control themselves.

It is really hard to see that Team Chu can persist until this point, and only the Four Great Corpse Ancestors can surpass him.

But speaking of the corpse ancestor, Ye Xiang's eyes moved slightly.

One of the Taoist scrolls records the place where a corpse ancestor was suppressed, which was once the immortal land of the Taoist sect, Wudang Mountain.

But it is a pity that after the change of heaven, the inheritance of Taoism was cut off, and the original site of Wudang Mountain seemed to have lost its original aura and became an ordinary mountain.

The original site is only more than 300 kilometers away from Ningchuan. Ye Xiang once went there once in order to find the inheritance of Taoist priests, but found nothing.

Thinking of this at this moment, Ye Xiang couldn't help but move, maybe if he went again, he might find something.

It seems that after finishing all this work, I have to go to Wudang Mountain to take a look when I have time, and visit Shen's father and Shen's mother by the way.

Jiuyang Huidan can completely treat the neurological problem of Shen's father's right hand. Although the medicinal materials are expensive, the accumulated battle achievements this time should be able to exchange for a share of Jiuyang Huidan's medicinal materials.

Father Shen used to be a genius at Senluo High School, but his right hand was injured and caused irreparable nerve and meridian problems during the Ice Demon attack, so he didn't make any progress for so many years, and even his grades dropped.

After all, for things like machinery, the finer they are, the more keen sense of touch and hands-on ability are needed, but the right hand can't control it, which is tantamount to losing the future of this road.

Now he can only be in charge of mechanical lathe processing in an ordinary company, but in fact, as Father Shen said, if his right hand has not been injured, he may have entered the national machinery department in more than ten years.

It can be seen from Zhong Liyang, a good buddy of Shen's father, that he is also an excellent person.

At this moment, the blood-red domain disappeared, and Zhuang Chu, who was so full of murderous aura that he seemed to be able to conjure a vision of hell at any time, slowly walked down from the mountain of bones and corpses.

Under its feet are all the skeletons and corpses of parasitic blood spirits.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiang couldn't help being shocked.

Confucianism is truly terrifying.

Zhuang Chu seemed to be restraining his killing intent, his eyes were bloodshot, he walked up to Ye Xiang and said, "I won't go back."

"Where are you going?" Ye Xiang was a little puzzled.

"Most of the elites of the skeleton alien race are lost here. There should be some more in the depths of the bone abyss. I'm going to clean them up." Zhuang Chu raised the giant sword inserted into the ground and said.

Ye Xiang frowned slightly, "Are you really all right?"

Zhuang Chu raised his head. Under the mask, a smile appeared on his blood-red face. He raised his hand and tapped Ye Xiang's forehead lightly.

"I don't want to worry you kid, take good care of everyone in the beheading team. The king of heaven is usually too busy. When fighting, I can only ask you to be more serious. I know your temper. Although it looks lazy, in reality Work harder than anyone else."

Although Ye Xiang's level is only 36 now, Zhuang Chu knows his potential and strength, and it won't be long, maybe two years, or maybe a year.

He can definitely become the strongest of the Zhansha team, there is no doubt about it.

Hearing Zhuang Chu's words, Ye Xiang was slightly taken aback.

He really didn't expect that he would be so favored by the Chu team. After all, he had only joined the killing team for about two months, so he hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Well, I see."

Zhuang Chu raised the communicator on his wrist and said, "Tell Feng Yuan that I won't return the communicator to him, and ask him to buy another one."

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Chu didn't say anything more, turned around and left, and walked towards the coastline Guyuan.

The back of the dark red heavy armor, carrying a huge sword, stepping on the bones to the distance step by step.

After becoming a killer, he has already gone to the road of hell.

Either be swallowed and submerged by the killing intent, or control the killing intent, and become the existence of the four great corpse ancestors thousands of years ago.

Since we are in hell, why are we afraid of Guyuan?

It's just that I feel sorry for my wife Xu Rong in my heart. He broke the contract again, and the task is not over yet, so he can't go back now.

Ye Xiang looked at Zhuang Chu's back, and in the distance, a radiant sunrise emerged from the coastline.

For the first time, Ye Xiang didn't remember to practice, but was a little silent.

In the human race, in fact, not only the Daoist sects are paying, but there are many, many people like Team Chu, running in the front line in obscurity, killing the enemy and bleeding.

Zhuang Chu went to Guyuan to find out whether the bone alien race still has high-end combat power, which is crucial to Huaxia's next strategic actions.

After Jingzhou is occupied, it needs to be stabilized. Tens of thousands of soldiers are stationed to prevent the aliens from counterattacking. A lot of resources are being excavated and utilized.

The news of the recovery of Jingzhou, when Ye Xiang and others went to Rihua Island, the military notified the whole country, calling on a large number of residents to go to Jingzhou for development, but in the near future, we still need to pay attention to the forest and the wild, after all, it is impossible to clean up the alien beasts in a short time of.

And the news from the military directly shocked everyone in the country!

Jingzhou has been recovered! ? !

Immediately, many old people who used to belong to Jingzhou couldn't help crying in pain.

Unexpectedly, one day I would be able to return to my hometown.

After the shock, there was a carnival. Has Huaxia finally risen?

But soon, the names of all the soldiers who died were announced, and a monument was built in Jingzhou to commemorate them forever.

In this campaign to recover Jingzhou, a total of 520 people were sacrificed.

Chief Zhou An looked at this shocking number, his hands trembling slightly.

Although the recovery of Jingzhou will allow the [-] million Chinese people to breathe, it is still extremely heartbreaking.

The old man clutched his heart, sat down slowly, and looked at the countless young and heroic faces on the screen.

Salute slowly...