The Path Toward Heaven

Those lines are not really invisible, but are extremely thin, just like the mosquitoes in the demon prison, if Jing Jiu does not have to look carefully with sword eyes, it is difficult to notice.

These lines are not active means of attack, and naturally there is no killing intention or hostility, just waiting for the target to hit itself.

Just like many years ago, when he killed the snow country monster in the snow field.

The question is what thread will be so thin, so thin, that even his skin is slightly tingling?

Another problem is that such a thread is so sharp, how is the thread fixed?

He is a sword-sculptor, and naturally understands that the finer things are sharper, the problem is that the finer things are also more fragile, unless the internal connection strength of such things is very strong.

Countless messages flowed through his consciousness like flowing water.

There are related physics papers, a famous novel, and the gray sky curtain in the deepest part of the altar.

Looking deep into the night, he sensed dozens of extremely weak breath fluctuations and finally made a judgment.

These threads are the same material as the gray curtain—ultrafine particles.

Ultrafine particle material refers to a material composed of ultrafine particles as the basic unit, and it will exhibit different physical characteristics with different types.

This material is often used in space stations, military mechas, and space elevators.

This material has been developed to the extreme, it can naturally be used to kill people, and it will bring some classic beauty.

Some people surrounded the altar with ultrafine particles.

But as Ran Handong said, as long as it is safe to leave the altar, why does the other party know that Jing Jiu will choose to leave?

His style of behavior was guessed. Instead of being surprised, he was somewhat satisfied.

The battleship that had been waiting for so many days on the college lawn, did not wait for the battleship, but finally waited for the man.

But now is not the time to think about these issues, leave before talking.

He has many ways to break these invisible lines, such as turning a sword into the ground.

But maybe because he saw something sharp and wanted to compare with the other party, or for some other reason, he chose the simplest and most direct method.

He raised his right hand and cut into the seemingly empty night sky.

Pappappap!As if the strings of the harp in the concert hall were cut off at the same time, there were countless lines in the night sky.

Immediately afterwards were extremely weak howling, sobbing like a weeping ghost.

There was something floating in the snoring noise, and there were several very small and deep openings on the ground.

Nothing could stop him at this time. He took a step forward, and the gap between his pants and his clothing became larger.

He likes this blue sportswear best, his eyes becoming a little cold.

Zhong Lizi can't see his eyes, but can feel the change in his mood, quickly comforted: "I will buy you a new one."

Those ultra-fine particles are set very accurately outside the stone steps and do not enter the absolute defense range of the altar.

He took Zhong Lizi down the stone steps, just as he came to the outside of the altar to greet the enemy's attack.

The long-prepared attack by the other party is naturally impossible with only dozens of thin lines.

A wave of taking away this kind of thing only exists in the game and rarely appears in reality.

There were dozens of dull and monotonous impact sounds in the depths of the night, the sound was not loud, but it was very clear in the quiet night.

Before those impact sounds came, the sharper howling and real bullets had reached the two of them.

A bullet like a rainstorm pours toward the front of the stone steps.

boom!boom!boom!

Dozens of gorgeous fires were born in the night sky.

No bullet fell like a rainstorm on Jing Jiu's body.

He couldn't even get in the distance of five meters in front of him.

An invisible semicircular barrier, covering him with Zhong Lizi, blocked those bullets.

The bullets fell on the barrier, turned into a fire, and then fell weakly, like a wave hitting the reef.

Jing Jiu looked at the flaring fire and confirmed that it was a shellless bomb filled with non-standard chemical agents, so the attacker should have nothing to do with the military.

At this time, he can still analyze the identity of the attacker completely because he knew there was no danger, but Zhong Lizi did not know.

She listened to the thunderous roar and looked at the night sky surrounded by bullets. Her scared face was pale, but she dared not reach out to grab Jing Jiu's hand. She had to grab his clothes and the whole person shrank behind him , Looked pitiful.

Jing Jiu felt the movement behind him and said, "Let's go."

In front of the altar hall was illuminated by countless bullets, two figures looming in between, and slowly walked forward.

Especially the young man who walked in the front, his footsteps were so stable, as if not affected.

Jiang and Xia and a dozen bishops stood above the stone steps, looking at this magical picture, shocked and speechless.

Of course, such a picture cannot last for too long. Jing Jiu doesn't like being beaten.

As the bullets hit like rain, he began to observe and calculate the positions of the gunmen.

A sword intentionally left the body, and by the cover of the fire, went silently into the distance.

He ignored the gunmen again, let go of the sword consciousness and started searching, and his sight finally fell somewhere far away.

That place was already deep in the grassland, 77 kilometers away from the memorial hall, and there was a big lonely tree.

There is a very high-level flying machine nearby, with several heavy weapons hanging, which has been activated and can fly away at any time.

Mr. Xia sat against the tree, his eyes opened.

Mo family head went to the bottom of the aircraft, the light armor on his body shimmered.

The aircraft has a clear and smooth breath, I don't know who it is.

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Today it is the elite troops in the Mojia private army that are performing the mission.

The Mo family is responsible for most of the foreign interplanetary transportation business of the Star Gate Base. To make money in the vast and dangerous space, it naturally cultivates an extremely fierce armed force.

The weakest of these elite soldiers are the masters of Liujin Realm, and the weapons and equipment used are also very good.

The soldier responsible for the observation found that Jing Jiu actually broke the blockade of the ultrafine particle material line. After being shocked, the report hesitated for a few seconds, and Jing Jiu went down the stairs.

According to the instructions of the owner, these elite soldiers began to gather fire without waiting for any order.

Thirty-five soldiers pulled the trigger almost simultaneously, turning the night sky in front of the memorial hall into a sea of ​​fire.

Those elite soldiers made a perfect camouflage, most of them were hidden in the dunes, and the rest were covered by sparse bushes and did not leave the aircraft. I believe that even if the special special forces of the military department come, it will be difficult for a short time To determine their position.

Suddenly there was a snorting noise outside the crackling sound in the night sky, like a snake crawling on the sand dunes.

A trace did appear on the dunes.

The trace went from east to west, traversing the sand dunes and the bodies of the elite warriors at an unimaginable speed, then broke out of the ground, and continued toward the bushes and the flying machines.

The gunfire became thinner in a short time.

In an instant, more than 20 elite soldiers of the Mo family died in the sand dunes.

If there is no follow-up investigation tomorrow, this dune is their grave.

The soldiers hidden in the bushes just thought something was wrong, and they felt a cold brain, and their eyes were dark. They fell to the ground and became a dead body.

There is an extremely delicate blood hole beside their temples, and some little blood slowly flows out.

The soldiers hiding under the aircraft also fell silently on the ground, turning into dead bodies without breathing, with the same blood holes in the same location.

The size and location of the blood holes are very precise, just like the best surgeons made with the best surgical instruments.

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The gunfire soon stopped.

The roar caused by the bullets also stopped.

The sea of ​​fire in front of the memorial hall disappeared without a trace.

The magnificent building was restored to the solemn taste under the stars.

In the depths of the grassland, the Lord Mo Jia looked toward the sacrificial hall, and his voice trembled, "What's going on?"

This sentence did not ask Mr. Xia, but was in conversation with another person, that is, the clear and smooth breath in the aircraft that Jing Jiu felt.

"I went to see."

A quiet and confident voice came from Mojia's light armored intercom, followed by a sound from the aircraft to open the door.

The man was the bodyguard and driver of the Mo family, and he was a real master in the early stages of the Stars. After retiring from the military special forces, he was invited by the Mo family.

Hearing this sentence, the owner of the Mo family felt a little relieved and said, "The goal is a little weird, you should be more careful."

The military veteran did not answer him, nor did he come down.

A crackling sound.

A round hole appeared in the sturdy door of the aircraft.

Just like the round holes in the heads of Mo family soldiers who have become dead.

The military veteran fell to the ground of the aircraft. There was also a hole in his head, and blood was slowly flowing out.

The owner of the Mo family couldn't see the picture in the aircraft, didn't know what happened, and didn't get an answer even asking.

He suddenly felt very cold, not the touch brought by the light armor, but the taste of death from the night wind.

To dispel this fear, he unconsciously left the aircraft and ran towards the big tree not far away.

Mr. Xia opened his eyes at the beginning of the attack and looked at Mo Family's embarrassed look, with a playful look in his eyes.

The owner of the Mo family ran up to him and said in a hoarse voice: "What a laugh! You will also be killed!"

Mr. Xia said: "God is fair, I did nothing, why did I die?"

The Master Mo family was startled, and said, "What the hell do you say ... what god ..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

A small round hole appeared in the light armored helmet.

The blood spewed out shallowly, staining the helmet red.

He looked at Mr. Xia and stretched out his arms, like a child drowning for help, and finally no sound came out, so he knelt slowly.

He looked at the wild grass under the tree.

The wild grass illuminated by the starlight is not green, but black.

He seemed to see the deepest night, his eyes full of fear, and then gradually calmed down, as if to be relieved.

With a muffled sound, he leaned forward and fell heavily on the ground.

Mr. Xia has always behaved calmly and calmly, listening to this voice, his eyes twitched uncontrollably.

He supported the tree and stood up with difficulty, looking over to the altar, silently thinking that God is indeed fair, but also ruthless.

Next, what will be your own destiny?

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, his face showing shock and incredible emotion.

The night sky in the distance was suddenly illuminated by dozens of beams of light.

The places where the beams of light fall are the altar.

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