Cultivation from the top

Chapter 156
Then, the surveillance camera aimed at the park seemed to be forcibly removed, and the signal was lost in an instant.

The director stared at the screen that had turned into snowflakes, unable to speak a word.

The man directly killed four male police officers and one female police officer, and the pistol failed to knock him out.

What monster?

The director turned his gaze, and saw other colleagues who were trying to restrain their anger. Everyone's face was tense, with their hands on the pistol at their waist, waiting for the director's order.

Should we take a long-term plan and pretend that we didn't see the sacrifice of the five people and just leave?

Or relying on the advantage of numbers, use firepower to suppress and kill the opponent?
After a few seconds, the director came to a conclusion.

"Attention all personnel! The other party is carrying dangerous items, so keep a distance! Don't think about the other party's life or death! Once you see it, kill it immediately!"

The electromagnetic wave quickly conveyed the director's order to the headsets of all the police in this area.

Although it is not clear why such an order was issued, it is always no problem to follow it.

Police in teams of three began to surround the park.

"Let's go together too."

Then, a car of people got off the bus.

The chief thought for a while, pulled out the pistol from his waist, checked the clip, pulled off the safety, and walked out of the car sideways.

The strength of the opponent may be comparable to that of a thug with a heavy machine gun in his hand, so he must be cautious, even if he overreacts, he must put caution first.

After all the policemen were on standby outside the park, the chief pulled off the headset on his head and gave the order in a low and quick tone.

"Dive in!"

The police with pistols quickly entered the park and slowly approached the center of the park in an aggressive manner.

The bench with a man sitting on it.

Facing the approaching gunpoint, the man sitting on the bench did not show any emotional fluctuations. Even because of the light and angle of the street lamp, everyone present couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Not to mention whether the facial expression is laughing or crying.

Even so, the cops didn't take a step back.

With so many people and so many pistols, what is sitting now is a bear weighing a thousand catties, and it can be killed, let alone an ordinary human being.

Although what was heard in the earphones was "thugs with heavy firepower", now it seems that it is just an unarmed ordinary person, who does not seem to be too aggressive.

The two conditions were placed in front of these people at the same time, which naturally gave them self-confidence.

Although I don't know what the bright red pool under my feet is.

No, maybe it was deliberately ignoring the viscous and sticky soles of the bottom of the feet.

After all, there was a torn arm at the man's feet.

"Fire!"

The director ordered that everyone pull the trigger at the same time.

Gunshots sounded like a thousand firecrackers in the park.

Nearly a thousand bullets were fired at the man.

Leave no dead ends.

If it is an ordinary person, even a strong man full of muscle mass, there is no way to survive under this kind of barrage.

However, this man subverted everyone's cognition at this time.

Spell: Carapace Shield
Two black lacquered shields protruded from the ground, about the size of an adult male, just blocking the man's front and back, and then wrapped the man's whole body in it.

All the bullets hit the two shields, making a dull sound.

The bullet casings that had lost their propellant fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Back up!"

Only then did the chief understand one thing.

It turned out that what I saw on the surveillance camera just now was not signal interference, but some kind of sorcery used by this man.

Five of his colleagues were indeed buried here.

And how many of these people will be murdered?

The director doesn't know, and doesn't know.

Because what he saw was that the ground of the entire park began to collapse, and two walls protruded from the edge of the park, moving here.

It's like an animal is closing its open mouth.

The director understood that this was a trap, an extremely low-level trap.

Using the death of his companions, he introduced himself here, and then wiped him out in one fell swoop.

Such a low-level trap can't be seen.

It's because the director never thought that someone could drive the entire park like a machine.

I didn't expect this man to have such a great ability. Nearly 30 police officers were all trapped here.

What awaits next?
The chief didn't dare to think.

When the body was about to fall into the hollow under his feet, the director saw the despair in the eyes of his colleagues, and couldn't understand what happened, why the ground would crack and he would start to fall.

The last thing I saw was a man floating in the air, looking at himself and his colleagues around him with extremely contemptuous eyes.

It's like looking at a group of bedbugs, without any compassion.

Circle: A Closed Container
The whole park has been turned into a whole stone under the man's magic circle, whether it is the flesh or bones inside, it will turn into the spiritual power in the man's body.

This is cultivating immortals in the evil way.

Using a mortal body as a material to enhance one's own spiritual power is much better than simply absorbing spiritual energy and then converting it into spiritual power.

The disadvantage is that a large number of living people are needed to fill up the spiritual power consumed by using the magic circle.

However, compared to the spiritual power obtained, consuming some spiritual power is not a big problem.

The man stood outside the park, watching the rock that was tightly compressed by external force keep turning over until all the flesh and blood of the mortal inside was separated, and then sucked into the mouth in one breath, and transmitted to all parts of the body, Only then did the array be untied.

The stone was smashed into the deep pit, causing the ground to tremble a little.

Men feel refreshed.

There is no aura of other immortal cultivators in this city, so mortals can be used as materials for cultivating immortals without any scruples.

Going on at this speed, it only takes a week to go from the middle stage of Nascent Soul to the late stage of Nascent Soul.

This process requires a lot of mortal flesh and blood.

The material is all the mortals in this city.

The man began to move on to the next step.

So weak are the odds against which one might rebel, let alone other mortals.

In the eyes of men, District C is like an exquisite cake without any wrapping paper, as long as you stick out your tongue, you can eat the decorative fruits on the cream.

The unscrupulous man put his hands on the ground, intending to use a super-large-scale magic circle to turn the entire C District into a job of draining the flesh and blood of mortals.

But when he was mobilizing his own spiritual power, he was threatened from behind.

"My friend, please raise your hand."

The cold sword was placed on the man's neck.

His tone was even colder.

(End of this chapter)