My Teacher is a Rebirthed Immortal

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In the distance, countless people have felt numb. They never thought that one day they would see so many missiles continue to bomb.

In the pupil, the sky sparks are reflected.

Fortunately, the place of explosion was far away from them, and there was only slight vibration.

Suddenly, a huge wave of air rose from the ground, the thick smoke billowed into the sky, without any signs, directly swept in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, a huge explosion came.

Bang Bang Bang!

The window behind Zhang Xiaoyu continued to tremble before bursting open.

Earth shakes!

The strong sense of shock stimulated their fear nerves, everyone panicked and opened their mouths to plug the light bulb.

I saw that in the distance, they had been swept away by the sea of ​​fire. The terrible heat made them feel hot on this side. It was unimaginable what the central area would be.

The trees collapsed, the houses collapsed, and a group of people ran out very far, looking back in horror, and the shock in their hearts was hard to calm down for a long time.

"It's a rolling ball bomb!"

"They actually used a rolling ball bomb, this weapon is second only to nuclear weapons!"

Sun Zhen's lips had been scared to pale, his legs were soft, and he even crawled here.

There was a scorched black all around, and the flowers and plants were all scorched by the heat wave. If they took a step late, they might have been lying there.

In the distance, there were a few elderly people who had no time to escape, and were directly pressed under the house, making a pitiful cry.

Everyone stayed in the same place, dry mouth, it is difficult to describe such a scene, it is like purgatory.

"How could this happen? What happened?"

To deal with a single person, why would a war of this magnitude happen enough to quell a small country.

"Rolling ball bomb, this is a rolling ball bomb!" Sun Zhen kept mumbling, and there was no other emotion in his face except for panic.

"Master Chu, is he still alive?" Even if Hua Kun had confidence in Chu Yi, he didn't think he would survive such an explosion.

There is no possibility!

"He will not die, absolutely will not die, the world's first person, how can he say that he will die." Zhang Xiaoyu is also hysterical, anyone who sees such a scene will be a little crazy.

Looking around, in the center of the explosion, the waves of fire were rolling, the smoke was rising, and even thunderstorms were triggered, which did not disperse for a long time.

A few kilometers away, the grass and woods were burned, houses collapsed, and the ground was continuously cracked.

All of them were slack, eyes were blank, speechless.

In the face of such power, even the three-step guru seems so small.

...

"it's finally over……"

There was a silence in the conference room, and all the presidents watched the scene quietly. A brief black screen appeared on the screen, because the interference was too serious. Then, the sky was full of fire, and Rao was not on the scene, and also felt a palpitation.

After a moment, Locke spoke slowly.

He stood up, his trembling hands clenched fists tightly, his eyes fixed on the screen, and from the detection, there was no longer any sign of life there.

After half an hour, the smoke disappeared, and the place where the scenery was originally unrecognizable was now completely unrecognizable, bare and rubble.

The original small pool of water was also submerged by huge stones.

The whole area, within a kilometer of the area, is all scorched earth, and there is a huge deep pit in the center, just like the surface of the earth after the meteorite bombardment.

No grass grows!

"Dead, this time, finally died. Even if he is a god, he can't escape this time!"

President Locke is hysterical.

The smile on his face bloomed a little.

"Look again, just in case."

"However, King Chu Yan should have died, first of all the large-scale army consumed him, followed by a large number of ordinary missiles, and finally the rolling ball bomb. If this does not die, we don’t have to kill him and surrender directly. ."

"It's a pity... He wouldn't have died so early if he didn't blend into the Twelve Temples."

"Stay in China, he is the most powerful fighting force." European presidents smiled faintly, eyes indifferent, for politicians, in their eyes, there is no sympathy, only interests.

"Huh, that's what he asked for."

"If you accept our invitation from the beginning and do things for us in secret in the future, he will now go back to the country, and let us not let him treason." A tall and thin president took a sip of coffee.

"Now, you can take the news out for a walk, even if it is the rebuttal of the Twelve Temples, but this situation has long been chaotic."

"Get started..."

"Europe, controlled by the Twelve Temples for too many years, is now their weakest time."

...

In the Langya Base, an office, Qing Changhong walked anxiously.

He is following a deduction, born with a strong anticipation of the crisis, at this time, he is extremely anxious.

"If you shake it again, my eyes will be spent." Mo Hei shook his head. "Mr. Chu, after all, is the first person in the world today, as long as you give him some time, he will always come back."

"No, this time I have a bad hunch, very bad."

"I have never had such emotions. I only saw that the sky above Europe is full of fire!"

"I suspect that there is a war."

"How is it possible..." Mo Hei was about to speak, but he heard a bang, and Zhao Peng broke into the door directly.

"Oh no!"

"According to reliable information, Teacher Chu is very likely to die!"

Boom!

Qing Changhong's turn around and knocked the tea cup on the table to the ground.

"say clearly!"

Zhao Peng was also anxious: "According to the information there, it is said that the Twelve Temples directly sent a brigade's combat power to encircle and suppress Teacher Chu."

"A brigade?!"

"That's nothing. That army was directly killed for most of it. It is said that even the general was dead."

Mo Hei and Qing Changhong took a breath together, and they could no longer describe the shock in their hearts.

"But then, they used missiles, and the last missile was a ball bomb!"

Quiet!

Very quiet in the office!

Bombball!

That is second only to nuclear bombs!

Who can survive?

"Impossible, the Twelve Temples are doing this too brazenly."

Qing Changhong's mouth was dry, and he was surrounded by horror breath all over his body. At this time, he was like a gunpowder barrel, which exploded at a point.

"Is the source reliable?" Mo Hei barely calmed down.

Zhao Peng nodded: "The news is reliable. The EU has officially announced the news, and it also provides reliable pictures and videos. It should be... there will be nothing wrong."

After saying this sentence, Zhao Peng was as mournful as he was.

He is respectful to Chu Yi, and this man has no desire for power. This is where Langfang Base looks at him.

"Impossible, I still don't believe it!" Qing Changhong shook his head.

"This incident has shocked the world, everyone has gone to confirm, and the situation has been confirmed to be correct."

"This is a photo..."

"This is a related video."

A pile of information was put on the desk.

The atmosphere in the office was heavy.

The tragic scene, the destroyed surface, everything is confirming the facts.

Dark black, dignified complexion, extremely gloomy.

"The Twelve Temples, dare to openly provoke me to China!"

"Are they bored!"

"Hua Xia hasn't moved for decades, do you really think we are gone?"

"I don't believe it!" Qing Changhong opened his eyes fiercely, he bit his finger, deduced with blood, and the mysterious breath came.

His body was flushed, but gradually, suddenly, a spit of blood spewed out.

"Unable to deduce!"

"Still can't deduce."

"He's not dead, absolutely not dead!" Qing Changhong's eyes were firm. "Before me, I couldn't deduce Teacher Chu, and now I can't do so..."

"Hey..." Zhao Peng sighed, "Senior Changhong, you said that some people, no matter life or death, can't be deduced."

"I also hope that Mr. Chu can live, but..." He looked at the information, the scene was too tragic, the entire landscape was changed, he did not believe that someone could survive.

Qing Changhong froze for a moment, and the whole person seemed to be ten years old.

He didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, without a word, he left indifferently.

"Let him calm down, after all, Teacher Chu has the grace to rebuild him." Mo Hei said.