MTL - Virtue is Abundant-Chapter 69 head

mountain stream.

The God of Death, wrapped in a tattered dark robe, walked staggeringly on the rubble.

It is almost four meters high, with a huge body, countless long whiskers appearing around its body, and a dense wailing soul hangs.

It's a pity that in the mountain stream, all kinds of animals can't see it.

Even a roe deer flew past the **** of death without noticing it.

The **** of death walked silently, seemingly not caring about these animals.

suddenly.

A turtle dove flew over and landed on the ground in front of Death, lightly pecking at the insects on the ground.

It stood in the way of the **** of death.

Death stopped, silent for a breath, gently moved aside, and walked slowly past the bird.

When passing by—

A slender and slender whisker emerged from the robe of the God of Death, and tapped lightly on the back of the turtle dove.

A hole appeared in the dove's back immediately.

Blood gurgled out.

But the turtledove didn't feel the slightest, and only focused on eating the insects on the ground, and then flew up to the treetops contentedly.

When it stops on a branch and continues to look for food.

It's bleeding out.

next second.

A tiger-headed eagle looking for prey spotted the bird.

It swooped down, grabbed it violently with its claws, and immediately pinched the turtle dove to death on the tree, and ate it in small bites.

A faint soul flew from the corpse.

The soul looked at his corpse, and then at the tiger-headed eagle, and it opened its wings and was about to fly away.

However, a small black spot appeared on the translucent soul.

In the void, a long translucent whisker came through, connected to the black spot, and then gently pulled——

The soul was suddenly pulled in a certain direction.

It kept flying in that direction, and finally reached the end of the long beard.

Walking Death opened his mouth.

The soul flew into its mouth at an extremely fast speed, and before it could even struggle, it was swallowed in one bite.

Death continued to walk forward.

finally.

It saw the rocky worm.

The worm's brain has been smashed, and there are scars all over the body.

Death stood still.

Two of the whiskers on his body loosened, and he gently placed the two wailing souls on the ground.

The two souls floated to the corpse of the worm, and each released a piece of iron rope, and put it on the worm, pulling it hard—

A huge translucent soul emerged from the demon worm.

This soul was almost as big as the God of Death, and as soon as it appeared, it immediately saw the God of Death in front of him.

It suddenly went crazy, desperately running towards the distance.

However, the iron rope in the hands of the two souls seems to have some kind of magic power, and no matter how hard it struggles, it cannot escape.

The eyes on both cheeks of the **** of death smiled.

It opened its mouth wide and sucked hard.

The soul of the magic insect was immediately sucked into its mouth, like a turbulent tide being sucked into the funnel and quickly disappeared.

"Well……"

Death groaned.

Countless pictures flashed in front of its eyes, showing the life of the devil.

finally.

It saw that moment.

The picture of the S-class club members shooting together to kill the monsters.

The God of Death was silent for a few breaths, and suddenly he stretched out a hand from his tattered robe and made a gesture.

The two souls immediately understood.

They rushed into the sky and danced for a while, then fell down quickly, pointing in one direction.

Death looked in that direction and saw a big tree across the mountain stream.

It walked over slowly and circled behind the tree.

Sure enough, there was a soldier's corpse here, which seemed to have been knocked out by a demon insect and died on the ground.

The **** of death came to the corpse and lay down gently.

It disappeared.

next second.

The soldier's corpse crawled up.

It moved its body, as if recalling something.

Waited for the count.

It opened the box in place, and slowly punched.

If Wu Xiaode watched from the side, he would definitely recognize this punch—

Because this is his iron-line boxing technique for fighting demons!

Who would have thought that by eating the soul of the devil, the **** of death actually obtained all the memories of the devil, and even paid attention to him!

At this time, in the surrounding mountains, one after another dazzling flashes rushed into the sky, followed by the ground shaking and the huge mushroom cloud rising high.

The soldiers put away their fists, and there was no expression on their faces.

"Dead... spirit..."

He said in an obscure and hoarse tone, and walked slowly towards the direction Wu Xiaode and the others were heading.

Whether it is an excess of shock waves, the shaking earth, or even the invisible radiation in the air—

Nothing can hold it back.

...

The wind whistled in my ears.

The Raven Spirit takes speed to the limit and zips through the tunnel.

"Do you know that my speed was the speed I was racing with people back then, and I never took it out easily," said the crow.

"I'll give you the soul power to kill this time." Wu Xiaode said.

"That's not necessary, we brothers must pay attention to the meaning of cooperation." Crow said again.

"Okay, I'll kill more when I come to another world this time."

"now it's right!"

The crow flew forward, and finally, three minutes later, it saw the underground train running on the track.

"How?" Crow asked.

"Get in the car." Wu Xiaode said.

"That will be discovered." Crow said.

"boarding."

"it is good."

Crow Chao landed at the rear of the train, shook his wings, and turned into Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode reached out to pull the door of the train.

The door is locked.

He stood still and waited quietly for a few breaths.

A misty mist emerged from him, lingering in the wind, but it did not enter through the gap of the car door like running water.

After all the fog had entered the carriage, Wu Xiaode put his hand in the door and gently lifted it backwards.

The whole lock was torn out.

The door opens.

It was full of fog.

Two voices rang out:

"Why is there so much fog on this section of the road? Close the windows."

"The window is closed."

Wu Xiaode threw the lock on the track behind him, strode into the train, suddenly turned into a crow, flapped his wings a few times in the mist, and immediately passed through the entire carriage, standing at the junction of the two carriages.

He changed back into human form and continued to walk forward.

There were not many people in the penultimate carriage, and a lot of equipment was piled up.

Several soldiers are taking inventory.

Wu Xiaode didn't talk to them either, and walked straight ahead.

When the soldiers saw that he was coming from the back compartment, he was wearing a uniform, and the task at hand had not been completed, so they ignored him.

Wu Xiaode walked through the penultimate carriage and looked forward again, and found that there were more people in front of him.

Fu Zhengyang is not here.

However, a man who looked like an officer glanced at him and said doubtfully:

"what are you doing?"

Wu Xiaode said: "The last part of the carriage is full of smoke. I don't know what happened. I will report to the front."

"Smoke?" The officer looked back.

His sight went through the entire penultimate carriage and landed on the last carriage.

Although I can't see it clearly, there seems to be a lot of white fog.

"You go to the front to report, I'll go to the back first." The officer said.

"Yes!" Wu Xiaode said.

The officer picked up a few soldiers and strode toward the back.

Wu Xiaode moved on.

He crossed the entire penultimate carriage to the other carriage ahead.

——Fu Zhengyang is here.

When Wu Xiaode found him, the whole carriage suddenly burst into mist.

An officer said loudly: "What's going on, why is there so much fog? What's the situation in this section of the road?"

No one can answer.

Wu Xiaode walked through the corridor lightly and walked towards Fu Zhengyang.

Someone suddenly shouted from behind: "Report, the fog behind has not dissipated, there is fog everywhere!"

"Be careful, maybe this tunnel is like this," said an officer.

They were talking back and forth, but Fu Zhengyang was talking to the people around him.

"How long?" he asked.

"The rest of the train didn't move, maybe they won't come." Another person said.

"Then they can only die at the mouth of the crypt, attacked by monsters." Another companion said.

The fog is getting thicker.

Even if people sit face to face, they are almost unable to see each other.

Wu Xiaode touched it silently, took out the knife, and stood behind Fu Zhengyang.

"Hmph, in this way, we have wasted a lot of effort." Fu Zhengyang said.

Wu Xiaode smiled and said, "It's foggy, be careful when you hit the road."

His knife moved for a moment.

This knife is coming to the extreme, and it even gives people the illusion-

It was as if the swordman temporarily gave up drawing the sword and let the long sword stay in the scabbard.

Fu Zhengyang's face changed greatly, and he was about to take action when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his neck.

Everything turned to darkness.

Wu Xiaode took his head and turned away.

He passed through several cars in a row, returned to the rear of the car, turned into a crow, grabbed his head and flew towards the road when he came.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The fog in the car finally dissipated.

Only then did people discover that Fu Zhengyang only had a headless body left.

...

Crypt entrance.

The team rested in place.

"Change Flying Bird? I didn't expect him to have such a hand." Ying said with interest.

"He has a lot of tricks, he threw one last time—"

Xiao Baihong was halfway through speaking, and suddenly remembered that the last time he killed the Demon Guess, he quickly closed his mouth.

"A what?" the gunman asked.

"This kid likes to litter, and he threw some harmful garbage last time." Xiao Baihong said solemnly.

"It must not be that simple, Lao Xiao, tell the truth." Falcon said with a smile.

The head of the regiment suddenly clapped his hands and said solemnly: "Don't ask about other people's **, monsters will come at any time, ready to fight."

The crowd stopped talking.

Xiao Baihong also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

so close!

Almost said the guessing thing!

suddenly.

Everyone looked into the tunnel.

I saw a bird rushed out of the tunnel, turned into Wu Xiaode in mid-air, and threw an object on the ground.

Boom!

The head rolled out a distance on the ground, and when it stopped, its face was facing the crowd.

"Five minutes."

The gunman glanced at his watch and smiled.

The other people looked at each other and smiled.

At first glance, the opponent looked like a veteran with 10 or more soul power, but he was chased and killed by the martial artist on his side, and his head was cut off and thrown on the ground.

——Who doesn't want to have a powerful martial artist in his team?

Wu Xiaode's actions and strength are reassuring.

"Even if this matter is over, Xiao Wu, there is still a long way to go in the future, don't offend people easily." The head of the regiment warned seriously.

"Got it." Wu Xiaode said.

suddenly.

The sound of "Boom" and "Boom" sounded continuously in the void.

Wu Xiaode looked up, and saw a star lit up above the heads of the eagle and the gunman at the same time.

The Book of the Undead then flipped through it, revealing lines of small words in ice crystals:

"What you did was appreciated by the Eagle and the Gunner."

"Current level of appreciation: one star."

"This book has completed the soul resonance with them, and the corresponding skills have been extracted from them, as follows:"

"Ice Butterfly Technique."

"Sniper headshot."

"Did you keep these two skills for your own use?"

"No," Wu Xiaode said directly, "sacrifice them all to the Silent Magic Mist."

"Sacrificing." Bayi Chinese Website

"completed."

"Current progress: 6/10."

"Please continue to work hard to upgrade the Silent Magic Mist to LV1."

good.

Another entry.

I hope that there will continue to be harvests in the future. In this case, before facing the monsters, the silent magic fog will become more powerful!

Wu Xiaode stared at the Book of the Dead and continued to wait.

really.

A few new lines of small print appeared again in the book:

"The crow has absorbed Fu Zhengyang's soul power."

"Fu Zhengyang is a martial arts boxer with a soul power of 15 points, but he cut off his head because he was trapped by the magic fog."

"This time the harvest is rich."

"With the help of the crow, the soul power obtained in battle has been stored and not absorbed by you, so the upper limit of your soul power value is still:"

"11."

"Please kill another monster, and you can return to your world."

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters~www.novelbuddy.com~Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Suppressing Demon Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian, and the other is the exorcist.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell of everyone in Zhen Mosi.