My Doomsday Territory

Time rolled back a minute ago.

In the courtyard without light.

The doors and windows in the house were tightly closed, and the figure faced a fist-sized crystal ball with a faint red light, bowed, and whispered back:

"...Yes, yes, no problem, we must bring back sacrifices of sufficient quality."

The red light of the crystal ball dimmed.

The figure in the house put it away and began to plan the next hands-on goal.

Orphans with excellent talents and weak strengths are his first choice. There are three orphanages in Pingliang. Although they were plundered once three days ago, the other two orphanages are still under strict security.

It is very dangerous to provoke the Pingliang government at this time.

But the figure did not care, just like at this moment, in the enemy camp, the entire Pingliang Security Bureau was tracking, but he did not panic.

'Those stupid people, how could they find me, even if they find it, I want to go and stay, the big Pyongliang, who can stop it.'

The corners of the shadows in the dark curled up,'If it wasn't for accidental contact... Unimaginable, the world is so vast.'

He murmured.

His wrist was raised to look at the time, ready to leave, and change back to his identity on the bright side.

suddenly,

He paused, looked up at the roof, and the undetectable noise passed into his ears.

The figure changed slightly, "Unexpectedly, they really can find it here, so don't blame me..."

He showed a ruthless look, and the high-level rune sword given to him by the Final Divine Religion was sheathed, and the silvery sword slashed towards the man on the roof.

The roof burst.

The first thing I saw was the awakener wearing a black cloak and wearing a sand monk's mask.

'Not someone from the security bureau?'

The leader of the gods secretly paid, but his hand kept moving.

Appearing in this courtyard, as long as they are not the finalists, then they can only return them to the arms of the finalists.

Daoguang killed another person.

"when--"

The sharp blade collided with jade-like fists, making a sound of iron and stone symphony.

The head of the gods changed.

The battle knife in his hand is a magic weapon, and the rune knife originally equipped by the Security Bureau is like paper paste.

No matter how thick the steel plate is, he can easily cut it with this high-level rune sword.

Slashed on the meat fist, but did not even break the skin.

Sun Yu used both hands and feet to launch a close fight.

Dangdang's voice continued to echo in the night.

The old courtyard house was collapsed by the aftermath when the two first met.

The leader of the religion is completely at a disadvantage.

His face changed and changed.

'Who is it?Could it be that the Zulong group is the hidden super master of Pingliang?No, no, if it is Pyongliang's encirclement and suppression, there should not be only a few people, and there is no need to wear a cloak to hide yourself, who is it!'

Ten seconds have passed, and the two of them have been fighting for more than a hundred moves.

The cult leader glanced at the corner of his eye, and saw the other four cloaks who could shoot at any time, knowing that he could not continue.

No longer waving his sword, he burst into a scream, his short hair grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, his hair rose like a steel needle, growing longer and longer, and as flexible as a snake, like a countless silk thread, piercing Sun Yu.

Sun Yu's complexion changed slightly, turning his fist into a palm, blocking the sharp hair that pierced his face.

Like being stabbed by a sharp steel needle.

His completely jade palms felt tingling.

The cult leader's momentum erupted, such as a gust of wind sweeping around, two or three meters long hair, stretched again, not only enveloped Sun Yu, but also attacked Cai Jiajia and others nearby.

A desperate look.

At the next moment, the hairs that stabbed at several people were slammed like a gecko's tail. From the sharp silk thread that was swimming away, it turned into a steel needle and flew at Sun Yu and others.

Each needle is enough to penetrate a 10-mm-thick steel plate, and the fragile body of the human awakener is simply unable to resist.

With this move, even if they are also masters of the ninefold, if they are not careful, they will be killed directly.

The leader of the cult was not for killing the enemy, he let out the trick, and jumped toward the other side of the courtyard.

"Huh, if it's too dynamic..." He turned back, wanting to see how many people died under his "ten thousand needles".

The monkey-faced cloak-like man who had just played against him, his arms dancing, blocked a lot, and the remaining steel needles stabbed the man, which seemed to have little effect.

The leader of the cult is expected, after all, he is a strong player who can fight with him.

But a few others...

His eyes widened suddenly.

Some people draw a circle with their arms, and the source gas spouts out to form a shield that keeps rotating, blocking the steel needles as many times as possible.

Some cloak people, I don’t know when they have flashed out more than ten meters away, beyond the range of the steel needle.

The dense steel needles shot the ground in the courtyard and the surrounding walls without collapse. They were shot like horse honeycombs, which were full of holes and made people feel chilly.

"One, two, three, four... wait, is there another cloak man?!"

When the cult leader turned his head, he hit a sand monk's face mask.

The honest face seemed to be taunting him silently.

"You are looking for death."

He wielded it with a knife, and at the same time controlled the growth of hundreds of hairs, turned into steel needles and flew out-the cult leader who just broke out, a short hair and a lot of baldness, hundreds of hair, he is now The limit.

But when hundreds of steel needles flew out, the cloak man wearing a sand monk mask not far away stepped out, and the whole person turned into a streamer, appeared on his side, and the deadly sword light struck him.

The leader of the cult temporarily changed his way.

Dumbfounded.

The sand monk's mask appeared on the other side of him instantly, and the leader of the cult bent to avoid it.

The figure moved for the third time in a nearly flashing motion, and a sharp dagger crossed his throat.

"Dutch~Dutch~"

The head of the cult opened his eyes wide, full of unwillingness, and looked stiffly not far away, before falling straight down, he heard the voice from the monkey face mask on the other side.

"This trick is a stab in the blink of an eye, you have mastered it, but I still want to use him to feed it."

The leader of the cult, with unwillingness and remorse, fell down on the ground with a snap, and the scarlet blood flowed out, staining the floor of the small courtyard with red.

...

Two or three streets away from the courtyard.

A team of five people, belonging to the awakenings of the Pingliang Security Bureau, is on duty.

A crackling noise came from a distance.

The faces of several people changed, rushing towards the direction of the sound.

Half a minute later, they stood in front of a courtyard where most of them collapsed.

It can be seen that there is a corpse that has fallen to the ground and can no longer breathe.

next moment,

The yellow signal flare up and burst like fireworks.

A few minutes later, a commander-level master of the Security Bureau, led a dozen or so subordinates, arrived here.

After ten minutes.

The chief of the security bureau, the head of the eastern city guard, and some masters of Zulong came to this courtyard.

Looking at the messy battlefield... one by one, his face dignified.

Seems like a big deal!