God obsession system

A group of earth-level masters followed Xuanyangzi to the ground and searched along the route of the monsters.

Soon everyone came to a warehouse.

Pushing open the door, the old man walked in first, and the first thing that caught his eyes was the evil sacrifice scene that seemed to be static in space a few days ago.

"Humph!"

Xuan Yangzi snorted coldly, and for the first time his indifferent face changed, revealing obvious disgust.

"It's the rats in the gutter again."

Walking up to the statue in front of him, he punched out.

"boom"

The huge impact resounded throughout the warehouse, and it could instantly kill a punch from an earth-level 6th-level master, but it did not cause any damage to the statue.

The statue of a middle-aged man whose appearance is very similar to that of an Egyptian pharaoh, and the altar under his body, seemed to be rooted in the ground, without moving at all.

"Ok?"

Withdrawing his right hand, the pain from the phalanges surprised the old man a little.

In his spiritual perception, the statue has been continuously releasing a polluted atmosphere full of profane whispers outside.

As long as the statue is still there, the pollution will continue to spread outside, making the pollution area bigger and bigger.

"Brother, why don't we seal this place first to prevent the spread of pollution, and then slowly find a way?"

Zhang Tianshi walked up to the old man and looked at the statue solemnly.

"This statue is exactly the same as the one in the Hehua Island pollution incident, but it is much larger. It may take a lot of effort to completely solve it."

"No need."

Xuan Yangzi shook his head, and continued.

"I think those pollution monsters are coming for this statue. Once it is sealed and the breath is cut off, the millions of pollution monsters outside may go crazy immediately.

The temporary camp on the east side could not withstand such an impact. "

"What do you think the senior brother should do?"

"Let's evacuate all survivors from other areas of the city first."

"it is good."

The masters at the prefectural level turned and left the warehouse, and were just about to fly back to the camp with the wounded when Xuan Yangzi suddenly spoke.

"You guys go back first, the old man has not moved for a long time, and needs to exercise his muscles and bones."

Everyone looked at each other with some doubts, but they didn't say anything, and flew into the air one after another.

Soon, there was a huge explosion behind him.

. . .

After successfully escorting the evacuated people from the eastern suburbs back to the camp outside the polluted area, Gu Yuncheng and others began to clean up the pollution without stopping.

Fortunately, the people who have survived to this day basically belong to the group of people with strong immunity, and there are not many infected people.

Coupled with the large number of supernatural beings who came from all over the country, after a whole afternoon of busy work, all the work was completed.

After dinner in the evening, Gu Yuncheng sat on a small hill behind the camp.

After the excitement of being rescued passed, the surviving people gradually thought of their relatives who died in the disaster.

I don't know who was the first to cry out, and soon, like an infection, countless people started crying, and the whole camp was filled with a sad atmosphere.

The night patrol soldiers immediately became tense, and the camp commander urgently sent a regiment of troops to join the patrol, strictly preventing the possible camping caused by such group incidents.

Gu Yuncheng sat under a thick camphor tree, looking at everything in front of him, the young man felt unreal for no reason.

The extraordinary recovery brings both opportunities and challenges.

For ordinary people, every time pollution comes, it will completely shatter countless beautiful lives and leave scars all over the place.

I just don't know, if one day I also sacrificed in the pollution incident, who would cry for me?

A beautiful young girl suddenly appeared in his mind, Gu Yuncheng smiled, took out his mobile phone, and found that it was already December 12th.

I've been busy performing tasks before, and I didn't notice it at all.

Opening Fetion, the young man skillfully found Liu Qingqing, and quickly typed a line with both hands.

"Qingqing, happy Christmas Eve."