What defensive fronts or ambushing are not worth mentioning in the eyes of Shilong Dou. He is absolutely invincible in the state of spiritual bodies. What can harm his own body in the world?

The country roads were blocked and blocked. Every distance, soldiers were armed with weapons in groups of three or five, and the barrels were aimed at the downhill path.

"What the hell are we going to fight against?"

The soldiers of Nan Zaoyang talked in confusion. Under the compulsory military service system, every adult male must join the army except for disabled people.

But this system has been in place for more than half a century and has not been used in foreign wars.

However, although the military service system is worth complaining, the combat power and will of ordinary soldiers are much higher than that of the island countries - there are probably not many countries with weaker fighting will than soldiers of the island-only countries.

However, in the face of this encirclement and suppression operation, all the ordinary big-headed soldiers were worried. There was no clear enemy above, nor a detailed combat plan. Ordinary soldiers were mobilized like bricks.

"It must be an extraordinary life."

"Extraordinary life...it's so terrible when you hear it. It seems like a star died in that conflict in Seoul."

"There are two, both of them are members of the boy group. Isn't there any news about female fans committing suicide? I really don't understand what those women are thinking."

"I can fight more than those boy groups, why don't there be any girls crazy about me?" A soldier showed his huge muscles and waved his gun with great might.

"You have too big muscles, and the only thing you can attract is the same sex."

The soldiers' nervous moods were slightly relieved. As long as they were not too unlucky, there was no chance of hitting extraordinary life.

"call!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and an invisible thing passed through the low lawn. Several soldiers only felt the strong wind, and then it was hot.

"Puff!!"

The branches and stones on the ground swept up, and exaggeratedly burst out with a powerful force than a bullet. Whether it was an exaggerated muscular man or a Wenzhi soldier wearing eyes, they were instantly beaten into a bloody sieve.

The puppet silk thread can almost wrap around all entities, and it is emitted from the spirit body, and it is completely unsolvable.

"The defense point of No. 56 was broken through, and the possible escape location for the human and ghosts is in the downtown area of ​​Father Kingsoft!"

"The church building in the city has also been blocked. Tell them to be careful and humans and ghosts may be going back to the base."

After realizing it, Mizuno looked at the situation that Shilong Fight broke out. Although the discussions around the world are getting bigger and bigger, Mizuno's energy is inevitably a bit omitted. He just didn't pay attention to it, and the situation of Nan Zaoyang has evolved into this. How many people died is just an irrelevant number, but his deception about ghosts is difficult.

He used multiple vests with a firm statement to affirm Takashi Xiao and Meisha’s ability to restrain ghosts. Why did he lose any effect when facing human-skinned ghosts? How could he recover this lie?

In fact, the monster you are fighting against is not a ghost at all, but another existence?

"Oh? The Shilong Dou has entered Busan?"

"It shouldn't have been discovered so soon. If Shilong fought more carefully, the situation in Nan Zaoyang might have turned into something... Those chaebols are irrational and fierce jackals... Maybe they can take advantage of this."

Life thousands of miles away seems to be worth mentioning to Mizuno. Instead, Shilong Dou's actions opened up a new path for Mizuno.

He had the ability of Shilong Da Teng to deceive believers, and he had a way to realize it... Mizuno knocked on the railing outside the rental house, but he still looked at Mexilica and thought about it. Behind Takahashi's poorest man was the world's largest religion that had been more than two thousand years.

Tokyo is about to usher in the dawn light. Most college entrance examination graduates are busy sprinting for the last semester. When the snow falls, it will be the turning point that determines their lives!

The horizon of Father Kingsoft City has turned slightly white. The diligent ants on the ground and office workers in the residential area have begun to move slowly. Whether it is the ants or ordinary people, they don’t know what is happening outside Father Kingsoft.

It was just another boring day for them, repeating the same work, and it was difficult to find any passion that was enough to be content. If they could not taste the taste from the repeated mechanical labor, they would be wiped out into a walking corpse.

In a suburban courtyard far away from the city, the affordable private car that the household owner just bought started to ignite.

Although houses in the suburbs are cheap, they are a bit of fuel-intensive, and commuting to and from get off work every day is a torment to physically and mentally.

“Huha.”

I yawned, but the bitter driver who hadn't woken up yet, rubbed his eyes and turned on the radio.

He wanted to hear about the road conditions today. If there is congestion on the road due to a car accident, it is convenient to avoid it in advance so as not to delay work if it gets stuck on the road.

After the noisy channel interfered, the radio broadcaster who usually made jokes trembled violently: "Citizens who hear the radio should stay in a safe room and don't go out."

"Dear citizens who heard the radio..."

The radio kept repeating like a devil, without specifying what happened, and the repeated words made the audience tremble in their hearts.

“Buzz!!”

He was stunned for a moment. He was about to go to work and woke up suddenly. What did he say on the radio? Did the host get the wrong manuscript?

Even the mobile phone does not stop vibrating, which is a batch of text messages sent by the father Kingsoft government to mobile phones that can receive signals within the range.

He also reminded the public not to go out, nor did he point out what happened.

"It won't really happen!"

The Nan Zaoyang official's reaction was much more than that of the island country's bachelors, but this was also because of the lessons of the night trip of the hundreds of ghosts in Kyoto. The vast desert is still in Kyoto's prefecture to slowly clear it. If you fight at the morning rush hour where the crowds of people in Father Jinshan are densely populated, it will be a huge disaster for the country and the people.

"Why are you back?"

The wife looked at her husband who was backing home and frowned in discomfort.

After briefly talking about the notification on the radio, looking at the wife's disbelief, the husband simply asked her to turn on her phone and read it carefully: "Let's take it at home today, as the company should be on vacation."

The soul of Shilong Dou ran wildly through all matter. The deepest memory was awakened and suppressed several times. He could only remember a little blurred impression, just like the shadows engraved on the wall by candlelight, with only outlines but no inner self.

"I am the Sword Saint? No, I am not the Sword Saint, then who am I... Ancient? Modern? Mumo?"

He did not notice that the streets of Father Kings Mountain were quiet and scary, and there were no traffic jams, and there were not many pedestrians. The whole city seemed to be making way for him in an exaggerated manner, and it seemed to have become a battlefield background board.
Chapter completed!