Lin Chen's face was a little grim. He was sitting on the sofa answering the phone at the moment. Liu Miaomiao called him five minutes ago. The reason was of course "I miss my husband." However, Lin Chen listened with an expression on his face.
Something is wrong.
"That's it. I know you might not believe it after hearing this." Liu Miaomiao's voice was clear, but there was still a hint of fatigue, "We didn't believe it at first, but when we go to that city and see... I don't want to
Besides, the monks from Middle-earth have been dispatched on a large scale, thousands of them, and they seem to be investigating this matter, so we guess that this matter is definitely related to the monks, so I want to ask you, see
See if you have any clues?"
Lin Chen pondered. All the people in a city turned into blood overnight. If he remembered correctly, when his master was chatting with him, he mentioned that among the demon cultivation sect, there was a sorcery called "Blood Refining".
"Technique" is to use the essence and blood of a living person to condense a blood pill, which can be swallowed to later enhance the cultivation of the demon cultivator. However, a mortal has only three drops of essence and blood in his body, so practicing this method often requires
Countless lives were sacrificed.
Even the demon cultivating faction thought it was too much. They didn't pity life, but there were not many people in Middle-earth at that time. To cast the blood refining technique once, tens of thousands of lives would often be sacrificed, and it could only be done a few times.
There is no one left in this world. The power of immortal cultivators comes from the aura of heaven and earth, while the demonic power of demon cultivators comes from the aura of all living creatures. The so-called heaven, earth, and people, this world is composed of these three
Made of energy.
Therefore, long before Lin Chen's time, the immortal cultivating sects and demon cultivating sects in Middle-earth had made a contract. Of course, it was aimed at the demon cultivating side, prohibiting any sect or anyone from using the blood summoning technique. If anyone violates it, not only the cultivating immortals will be
The sects will use all their strength to kill them, and even the demon cultivating sect will take action to destroy them.
Lin Chen shook his head. He didn't really believe that it was a blood refining technique. After hundreds of years, this kind of evil technique has probably been lost long ago. And who else is so bold, or rather stupid, not afraid of provoking both immortals and demons?
If they use this technique to pursue and kill Taoists together, no matter how high their cultivation level is, who can withstand the siege of hundreds of monastic sects?
Liu Miaomiao was silent after hearing this. She seemed to be preparing to report Lin Chen's guess to their branch leader. The catastrophe happened a week ago. Now, the immortal sect in China, the Chinese government, and
People from the Asian branch of God's Eye are investigating this matter intensively. Not to mention the government's special police officers, the monks and the people from God's Eye have been investigating for a week, but they haven't found any clues.
This matter seemed to have nothing to do with Lin Chen, but he was worried in his heart. His hometown was in China, and didn't that bastard specifically target small cities? Fortunately, Liu Miaomiao told him that all major cities in China
In order to prevent the disaster from happening again, the sect has deployed disciples in every city. Lin Chen felt a little relieved. It seems that not all the monks in this era are like those old bastards like Guifengzi. There are still many who are highly virtuous and respected.
, responsible and prudent people exist.
Lin Chen searched and found out that the disaster for Jiang Tianye and the others was approaching. Maybe he should go back to China to find out what was going on? In short, he just had to protect his home.
People from the government and major cultivation sects are investigating the Blood Refining Formation. They should not notice themselves. Compared with the beast who killed a city's population, Lin Chen is as pure as a newborn baby.
Same, to put it bluntly, he just played a trick on the Chinese government once. If you think about it carefully, he really didn't do anything. The Military Intelligence Bureau building and nearby buildings were destroyed by those old bastards. As for the dead people on both sides.
, it was caused by them killing each other and had nothing to do with themselves. If those old Taoists didn't covet some Tianxing Sect's treasure book and came to attack me first, how could they get involved with the government people?
Lin Chen thought about it and began to feel that he had been wronged. Alas, this society is really helpless. A law-abiding citizen, a good young man who ranked first in the exam, was forced to leave the country like this.
It’s hard to survive in a foreign country. Alas, everything I talk about is filled with tears.
A transport ship painted black on the outside was sailing through the wind and waves on the sea. It was fully loaded with a total of 370 ninjas from the five major families of wind, thunder, water, fire and earth, including five elders from each major family.
As the leaders of this operation, five old men, all in their 70s and 80s, sat around in a relatively comfortable cabin covered with tatami mats. As the ship jolted violently, the five old men clenched their teeth and looked sallow.
, I felt like I was about to go home, and I didn’t even have the energy to argue.
"Oh, they are already old bones, and they have to be sent to such a far away place to suffer this kind of punishment. Young people nowadays are really unreliable." An old man complained, and then covered it with a handkerchief.
Mouth.
"It's terrible, I haven't been sailing for so long when I was young, and I'm driving so fast, my loose bones are about to fall apart." Another old man held back his last bit of strength and cursed, "Asshole,
Yamada, haven’t we arrived yet? How many hours has it been?”
Yamada's shadow appeared outside the paper door and replied respectfully, "Report to the elders, we are still thirty kilometers away from the coastline ahead, and we are determining the landing site."
An elder shouted impatiently, "What are you sure about? Just choose the nearest route. Those soldiers are just like decorations. They are annoying guys. Just clean them up."
Of course, the remaining four old men who were about to collapse had the same idea, and they urged to land quickly. Some of them wanted to lie down and rest, and some of them couldn't poop on the boat and wanted to go down to solve the problem. They were in a hurry.
Yamada then nodded, "Hey, my subordinates will dispatch manpower right now."
"Go quickly, go quickly!" the five old men urged hurriedly.
At the same time, in a large group of rocks behind the beach, about a regiment of soldiers belonging to the Marine Corps were deployed here, looking at the sparkling sea under the moonlight in the distance, listening to the sound of waves, and some
The soldiers' eyelids gradually drooped, and their team commander immediately patted their helmets to wake them up, "Please wake up, you bastards and sleepyheads, we are performing a first-level mission, understand."
Really? It’s a first-level mission, and you all fell asleep for me!"
A soldier not far away muttered in a low voice, "But, we have been squatting for three days and three nights in a row, and we haven't seen a single ghost. Will the enemy really land from here? Isn't it just a group of terrorists? Their ships
Before they even reach the shore, the turrets above us will blow them away."