early morning.

The warm winter sun rises to the east.

A ray of light slowly illuminated from the skyline in the east, slowly spreading from a line, slowly illuminating a small piece, a small piece... The rolling yellow dust dissipated on the land of Yanyang.

The entire Yanyang became a giant pit, as if it had been hit by a meteorite from the sky. All the buildings were destroyed, the surface was overturned to a thickness of more than ten meters. The smoke and yellow dust filled this once prosperous land. The broken wall ruins stretched for countless kilometers, and there was no end at a glance.

Thousands of monks from the mirror destroyed the ancient city of China.

Nothing was left behind.

Destroyed completely.

Only a large number of ruins were piled up together, and sporadic flames were still burning on the ruins. After the destruction, there was only a desolate and dilapidated scene.

More than a thousand monks lay tiredly on the ruins.

They exhausted the last trace of spiritual energy in their bodies and were completely drained. They continued to destroy for three hours, and were already covered in embarrassment and dirty.

They even forgot that they were not wearing clothes.

Forgot to be embarrassed.

They were lying on the messy ruins without covering their clothes. Everyone was gasping for breath, their chests were moving up and down one after another. They were so tired that they couldn't even stand up. They were all soft and completely exhausted.

The destructive power of thousands of people who came down to the mirror is really amazing.

In just three hours, the giant city of Yanyang was destroyed and the place was pushed to the sky. They blasted into the depths of more than ten meters above the surface, completely destroying Yanyang.

However, Yanyang's hugeness is also amazing.

As an international metropolis, the capital of China, this huge city is divided into several rings and covers an area comparable to a small province. When they completely destroyed this place, they also lost all their spiritual energy, which may take a long time to replenish.

However... even though Yan Yang was completely overturned and the city was destroyed, no one was found.

They did not find the hateful Qin Mo figure, but instead, in the process of destroying Yanyang, they accidentally destroyed dozens of septic tanks buried under the surface... The people were in a very embarrassed manner.

Although they were still full of fruits, they were covered with various filthy dust, like a beggar who could not afford to wear clothes. This way, they looked even more pitiful than the beggar's situation. They could not recognize who the other person was with dirty faces.

"Qin Mo..." "Qin Mo..." Sa Li was still flipping the ruins desperately. His weak fist hit the ruins, trying to find Qin Mo's corpse under the ruins by smashing the ruins.

Sali and Qiu Litian also exhausted all their spiritual energy and strength.

70% of Yanyang's buildings were destroyed by these two people.

Now, the two of them could not even bombard the concrete blocks in the ruins with one punch. They hit the ruins, and they could not even shake the ruins.

When the spirit and strength are gone, the so-called immortals are just mortals. Even though they have bodies that are slightly harder than ordinary people, they are just slightly harder ordinary people after they lose their strength.

The two embarrassed immortals were still churning the ruins with all their might.

Their bodies were dirty, and the ancient fairy wind disappeared. They were disheveled, their hair was bleak, their faces were messy, and their bodies were covered with filth and dust. The two beggars were looking for food, and they were still desperately looking down.

Who can believe that they are immortals?

This embarrassed appearance is even more pitiful than a beggar. After shedding her former gorgeous appearance and identity as an immortal, she would have nothing left.

The two were still searching persistently.

The two firmly believed that Qin Mo would definitely die in their three-hour continuous bombardment! His body must be buried in these ruins. They were like possessed by demons, persistently trying to find Qin Mo's body. As long as they could find his body, all the grievances and insults they suffered last night were worth it! Until... when the vast sea of ​​people surged in all directions, the two stopped their tired actions.

The vast sea of ​​people appeared in all directions like the rising tide in the morning. In the stunned people in the Xiajing... Hundreds of thousands! Millions! Tens of millions of people surrounded the ruins of Yanyang! The people lying in the Xiajing tried their best to stand up, but their legs were trembling with exhaustion. They exhausted all their strength and even struggled to stand up. Many people just stood up and fell to the ground again.

Yanyang's people are back! However, the people who are under the mirror have no strength anymore and can make these people worship them.

Sali and Qiu Litian were like two stupid geese, standing in a daze on the high ruins of Yanyang, looking back and forth stiffly at the crowds coming from all directions.

They subconsciously wanted to straighten their backs and put on an immortal posture. Then they suddenly realized that their clothes were not covered and all the private parts could be seen. They hurriedly covered their hands below, and then they realized that their embarrassing appearance was being watched by tens of millions of people.

But in fact, the people in Yanyang have long since no longer wanted to watch it.

They had watched it for a long time last night. These guys ran naked, like wild horses that broke away from their reins. They had been tired of seeing it. To put it bluntly, the audiences such as Yanyang knew clearly what shape each of their chickens looked like.

The people under the mirror seemed to try their best to maintain their "god". They tried hard to get up, but they were weak all over.

Only the two immortals standing tremblingly wanted to find a crack in the ground and turn inside.

"You kneel down..." Sa Li shouted at the top of his throat, "We are the gods under this area, and all the people... kneel down..." After a night, his voice was hoarse.

He shouted weakly, and people couldn't hear what he was calling on in this huge ruin.

He also wanted to control these tens of millions of people with his divine posture.

But he really thought too much.

The vast crowd of Yanyang gradually made way.

Qin Mo slowly walked out of the crowd, followed by a group of senior guerrilla leaders. Qin Mo stood on the ruins of Yanyang and came to the two immortals.

He looked around and the entire Yanyang turned into a scorched earth ruin, ruined, yellow dust rose everywhere, and Yanyang completely disappeared in this world.

"Yoyo."

Qin Mo smiled and said, "Don't bother with you! Can't afford to play?"

I was so angry that I ruined my hometown, let’s see what it looked like!”

"Qin Mo!"

"Qin Mo!!"

When he saw Qin Mo intact, Sali rushed towards his head with blood and his chest rising and falling, clenched his fists, and rushed towards Qin Mo with a staggering look.

He roared Qin Mo's name hoarsely and angrily, but before he could rush to Qin Mo, he tripped to the ground by the stones on the ruins and fell heavily on the ruins. His face was on the ground, and his dirty face rubbed against the concrete of the ruins, and a large area of ​​blood flowed out along the scratches on his face.

He tried hard to get up.

But he didn't even have the strength to get up.

He raised his head and glared at Qin Mo who was slowly walking, and shouted at Qin Mo with his teeth and claws.

"Qin Mo! I want to kill you! Kill you!"

"I must tear you into pieces! I will swallow you alive!"

Bang! Qin Mo walked in front of him, and his shoes stomped on Sali's dirty and bleeding face. He looked down at him, like a poor worm.

"What are you going to kill me now?"

He questioned coldly.

Sali was immediately stumped.

indeed.

He doesn't even have the strength to stand up now. Not to mention killing Qin Mo, his strength is probably not even a normal person. No matter whether it is an immortal or an ordinary person, his energy, strength and spiritual energy are limited. These are like oil in the fuel tank. Once there is no oil, no matter how good the car is, it will not run.

"Give me time."

Sali said tremblingly.

"I only need a few hours..." His tone gradually begged, "Give me a few hours, I will be able to kill you! I will be able to kill you!!"

"Ha ha!"

Qin Mo laughed to the sky.

His heart hurts so much that he smiles, as if he hears the funnyest joke in the world.

He stomped Sali's head hard and said with a smile, "You think I'm stupid! I'll give you a few more hours, then Isn't everything I did last night in vain?"

All the arrangements last night were to completely anger the people of Xiajing in the end.

Qin Mo also knew very well that only when these people's spiritual energy was exhausted and their strength was lost, could he fight against these people head-on.

All his tricks of slandering these people and all the ways to anger these people were just to arouse them in the end, just to make them completely collapse and overturn the empty city of Yanyang.

Qin Mo slowly raised the sharp dagger.

"Qin Mo! I beg you! I can join the camera, I can serve you! Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"

When he saw the sharp dagger pointing at his head, Sali was completely scared, and the so-called ancient Taoist fairy wind was completely gone. He begged with a crying voice, begging Qin Mo to give him a way out.

It turns out that immortals are also afraid of death.

Without the protection of strength, they will also show their human cowardice.

"Go to hell!"

Swish! The cold dagger pierced Sali's temple, and blood splashed everywhere in an instant. Sali fell softly on the ruins. Without the protection of his spiritual energy, even if his physical body has strong ability to resist strikes, it is difficult to compete with the dagger.

People in the mirror retreated in fear.

They seemed to have forgotten the identity of God they defined for themselves. They kept retreating, their bodies trembled in fear, and many even begged for mercy.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm willing to surrender!"

"I surrender to the photogenic! I surrender to Qin...Mr. Qin!"

"Please let me go! Please!"

Qin Mo glanced around these people indifferently and waved his hand gently.

"Kill them all!"

Behind him, thousands of martial arts people rushed out. They could not wait for this moment. Feng Xiao rushed in the front excitedly and rushed towards the trembling "little lambs".

For a moment, there were wailing and begging for mercy, and the people from the mirror fell into the pool of blood.

A bright red color was dyed on the ruins of Yanyang.

The morning sun rose perfectly, illuminating the redness extremely brightly.
Chapter completed!