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

"underground?"

Mo Qian's eyes flashed brightly, and he raised his head and asked.

Although he is a Mohist, he still knows some gossip directions of Taoism.

Qian belongs to the sky, and Kun belongs to the earth.

Ye Xiang nodded and explained: "The hexagram shows that there is still a lineage of human races in Huaxia underground in Xijing, but the exact location is not clear."

At this time, the assistant intelligence searched out a picture of the Xijing subway a hundred years ago.

The dozens of subways came into view, and everyone was familiar with it, but they didn't expect that there were so many subway stations underground in Xijing!

"If there is a lineage of Chinese people still surviving and resisting, then it is still possible to reproduce and survive by using the subway passages." Mo Xiu deduced.

Hearing this sentence, everyone was a little unbelievable.

Isn't it true that entire generations have lived underground in Xijing?

"Is the command task unchanged? Do you need to rescue them?" Feng Yuan couldn't help asking.

Mo Xiu frowned slightly, not because of entanglement, but because of them alone, it was impossible to rescue the surviving Huaxia human race.

Not to mention the uncertain location, even the number of people, the current situation, etc. have no idea.

"If we were from Xijing, after 100 years, would there still be any hope of survival? It would have been gone long ago." Jiang Jun said softly.

Thinking about it in another way, the north of the Qinling Mountains has been occupied for 100 years, no matter who it is, it has long since lost hope of support.

"But they are still alive!" Lin Jun rarely reminded.

"It's fine if we didn't know at first, but now we know, if we don't do anything, can we still sleep when we go back?"

Undoubtedly, the killing team made a choice very soon, and ordered the task not to be changed, but to add one.

Not only to explore the status quo of the alien race of blood beasts, but also to find out where the Chinese race of Xijing is.

After receiving the change order and situation submitted by the beheading team, the rear headquarters were stunned for a long time.

It turns out that in Xijing, which has been occupied for a hundred years, there are still people from the Huaxia lineage, are they still alive?

The news of this instruction soon reached the chief office.

Zhou An looked at the news and was silent for a long time.

It's not that Kyoto has forgotten Xijing, how could he forget all the lands that are now occupied.

On the big strategic screen, pictures of the prosperous Xijing a hundred years ago appeared one after another.

Why do I often have tears in my eyes, because I love this land deeply.

Today, Huaxia is no longer a few decades ago, allowing foreigners to bully it. With the efforts of generations, Huaxia has become stronger again.

After adjusting his mood, he dialed the Qingyunzi communication that was already standing on the land north of the Qinling Mountains.

"Old Taoist priest, there is also a lineage of Chinese people in Xijing."

Qing Yunzi nodded, "Well, I already know."

"Please, you Daoists have already done enough."

"It doesn't matter if there are too many or not, there are always people going there, right?" Qing Yunzi smiled.

"Did you have diarrhea after taking those pills?"

Zhou An's good mood instantly broke his defenses.

After choking for a long time, he said in a bad mood: "Your alchemy skills haven't improved in decades, so I'm ashamed to say it!"

"Don't worry, I can bring those Huaxia people back." Qing Yunzi nodded and hung up the communication.

This man, once he gets old, is a little sentimental, which is really boring.

When they were young, one was more insidious than the other. Unexpectedly, when they were old, they would become more passionate.

Qing Yunzi calmly looked at the clusters of high-rise buildings in the distance. They have long since decayed and been reduced to the domain of blood beasts and alien races.

The blood savage king closest to him should be located in the suburbs, so he is the only one.

Everyone quickly came to the coordinates. At least for now, the observed blood beast alien race is still the same without any change.

In a dilapidated courtyard, there is a Blood Barbarian King more than three meters high and two meters wide.

Similar to the Horned Ghost King, he also has a blood-red complexion, but his whole body is covered with scale-like barbs, ferocious and sharp.

On the neck, the blood beast's head, which is half the size of its body, looks even more ferocious.

A standard blood barbarian king, Ye Xiang has fought several times in the virtual mirror world.

To deal with it, it is actually much easier to fight than Bloodthorn King, the main reason is that it is difficult to kill!

The volume is too large, and the flesh and blood that must be slaughtered is not intact, so the opponent cannot be resurrected.

"Who will go first? Attract attention, and then set fire to subdue him. Don't kill him, or you won't be able to ask anything." Lin Jun touched his chin and said.

Everyone was lying on an abandoned flat on the third floor, watching the blood barbarian king below.

But after asking this sentence, Lin Jun knew the answer, and everyone's eyes fell on the wild boar with fangs.

The Fanged Boar stared at the terrifying Blood Barbarian King below, and then stared at everyone in a daze.

He rolled his eyes and turned his back on all fours.

It won't go no matter what!

Who knows the next moment.I don't know who kicked it, and the pig flew straight away.

The wild boar with fangs turned four meat and eight vegetables, bang bang bang a few times, like a meat balloon, rolling just three meters away from the blood barbarian king.

The blood barbarian king naturally noticed the pig, and stared at it quietly. How could the rich smell of meat be so delicious.

Soon, his saliva flowed down.

Heavenly food.

But at this moment, the wild boar with tusks suddenly stood up, under the absolute danger perception, it didn't care about the pain of falling, got up and ran!

The direction of running is naturally the beheading team. Although I know that these people are hateful and hateful, but there is no way, who makes me a pig with a system!

"Ouch!"

The wild boar with fangs erupted, and even aroused the brown monster power, and the speed suddenly increased.

The blood savage king failed to catch it several times. With a roar, his arm soared more than ten meters, and the flesh and blood proliferated and condensed, like countless flesh and muscles whizzing out.

From a distance, he pressed the wild boar with tusks hard on the ground, and the ground shattered and cracked.

It was also thanks to the fact that the fang boar was not only afraid of death, but also thick-skinned. It was crushed and screamed, but it was not injured.

The blood savage king grabbed the wild boar with tusks. It weighed one ton, but it looked petite under the huge arms.

Just when the Tusk Boar thought his life was over.

A stream of pure Yang sword energy slashed down, and the mahogany sword came over, cutting off the arm instantly.

Before the fang boar fell, he saw one skill after another falling hard on the blood barbarian king.

A shadowy figure crossed Xueman's left arm, and blood spattered.

The halo of time emerged on him, slowing down his movements.

The purple space is blocked!

The two strongest auxiliary magic skills are imprisoned together, even the blood barbarian king of rank six has to kneel down.

Lin Jun walked down, the sword in his hand flashed, but the speed of the sword was still too fast to catch.

The two thick thighs of the blood python king were also cut off.

The death tarot card appeared in the sky, and a series of weakening curses descended, making it impossible to restore flesh and blood for a while.

In an instant, this poor level 56 blood savage king was brutally taught a lesson by beheading everyone in the team.