When the Immortal Cultivation Villain strays into the Zerg

Thick gray-yellow smoke filled the air, and the pungent smell broke into the nostrils, irritating the nerves.

Flame sprang up from the ruins, it was clearly a warm orange red, and when it fell into the eyes, it turned out to be a life-swallowing ghost, swaying its body and opening its huge mouth, and rushed towards the army female.

Gunpowder smoke spread wantonly.

Among the dark ruins, some materials were burnt and dark brown. The bricks and tiles were broken all over the ground, half of the roof collapsed, and wooden boards and other things were scattered on the ground, inadvertently fueling the flames.

This is a medium-sized city, and the population of insects in the city is also medium, mostly ordinary civilians.At this time, the place less than ten kilometers away from the most border residential area has become a desert ruin.

The barrel of the gun was aimed at He Shanhe's heart.

He gritted his teeth and dodged sideways, avoiding the vital point, but the bullet still passed by his arm, scorching a piece of flesh and blood.

He couldn't tell which nerve was clamoring for the pain that was transmitted to his brain.

The itching of skin repair and the pain of burning were intertwined, and he felt as if his whole body was in scalding water, and the stinging pain was pervasive.

Cannon fire exploded not far from him.

He Shanhe fell to the ground.He covered his abdomen with one hand, and grabbed the ground with the other hand to get up.

The bug egg was injured.

The broken black hair was messily clinging to the forehead, and the severe pain in the abdomen was intermittent but smashed like a sharp knife into the flesh and blood.The injured egg frantically absorbed nutrients from the mother's body, almost sucking his entire insect dry.

He Shanhe was drenched in cold sweat, as if he had been fished out of a heavy rain, his face was pale.

The hand holding the gun did not relax.

Bullets are fired from the barrel of the gun.

In the next second, the heavy object hit the ground.

He Shanhe swallowed the fishy sweetness welling up in his throat, and a nausea-like nausea filled his lips and tongue.

He is a general, and behind him is a city full of innocent people.

He can't go back.

Blue eyes stared at Du Xunjiang as cold as winter, like a lone wolf driven into a desperate situation, wishing to recklessly rush up and tear him to pieces.

However, Du Xunjiang seemed to have encountered some unexpected situation, and an extremely disobedient and anxious look appeared on the face of the noble male who had always despised the world.

After discussing with the lieutenant beside him, he turned around and walked quickly towards the rear.

He Shanhe's eyes flashed.

He grabbed the communicator and reported to the general command office, then took a few army females to lower their figures and followed the direction of Du Xunjiang under the ruins as a cover.

He Shanhe suppressed the breathing that was heavier than usual due to the pain, and followed carefully.

He could sense that Du Xunjiang seemed to be deliberately detouring very cautiously, which also made his original speculation firm: Du Xunjiang was in trouble.

This is opportunity.

If the war is delayed any longer, it will only cast a deeper fog on the city.

A gunshot suddenly exploded in the extremely quiet environment.

The companion suddenly fell down.

The blood broke free and spewed out, fell into the gaps in the ruins, and reflected into the soil under the ruins, dyeing the soil a fishy-sweet crimson.

It was discovered!

Another shot went off.

He Shanhe narrowly avoided it, his blue eyes became serious after a moment of astonishment.

He misjudged the opponent's purpose.

The bullet shattered the communicator carrying the contact signal.

……

Tang Wuyang's eyelashes drooped, his eyes flashed cold, and he typed quickly on the screen with his fingertips.

【Where did the signal appear for the last time? 】

Tang Kexuan: [The boundary of Moran City. 】

Tang Wuyang directly stopped an idle aircraft.

The driver was a middle-aged Asian female, sitting in the aircraft with a cigarette in her mouth, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Tang Wuyang: "Molang City."

"Morang City? That place is on the border of war, it's too dangerous, I don't want to die."

The driver waved his hand and refused resolutely. Seeing that Tang Wuyang hadn't turned his head away, he chatted as usual in a mocking tone.

"The military department is really a bunch of waste. They do nothing, let the matter develop to this day, and still dream of a peaceful solution? Let me tell you, these military generals have nothing good!"

He said it very well.

As soon as he raised his head, he crashed directly into the deep red abyss.

The words in the driver's mouth suddenly stopped, and after the whole worm trembled, it froze in place and did not dare to move.

A trace of coldness around the neck slowly approached, warmth gushed out of the wound, and the sluggish nerves frozen by the severe winter transmitted pain to the brain.

Tang Wuyang smiled and moved the sharp knife that cut the skin away by one centimeter: "Sorry, my hands are shaking."

The driver's hair stood on end, and he didn't dare to say a word of protest, for fear that the male in front of him would be unhappy and chop himself off with a knife.

He asked weakly: "Then can I stop at the periphery of the battlefield?"

Tang Wuyang didn't look at him.His eyes focused on his fingers holding the knife. His skinny hand held a black sharp blade, and the metacarpal bone protruded slightly due to the force, which outlined his hand with sharp edges and corners.

"Remember, without the military department, you would have died long ago."

The palm suddenly loosened slightly.

The sharp blade slipped from the palm of his hand.

The driver closed his eyes, his face full of horror, as if he had seen the end of his own blood splashing on the spot in advance.

The sharp blade fell downward like a broken momentum, but it exploded in the air like fireworks a second before it cut through the skin and pierced into the shoulder fiercely.

Tang Wuyang smiled obediently, as if nothing had happened: "It's up to you."

The driver drove the aircraft as if fleeing for his life.

No matter how cute the little male next to him was, the tingling pain on the side of his neck reminded him that the one sitting next to him was a plague god.

He sent Tang Wuyang to the destination, and fled as quickly as if there was a wild animal chasing after him.

Tang Wuyang looked at the surrounding land with cold eyes.

He opened his hands, and his spiritual power grew wildly, burning the city like a prairie fire.

The emptiness and soreness of flesh and blood brought by the passing of spiritual power in his body, but he squinted his eyes as if enjoying it, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually deepened.

Got you.

In a quiet place on the outskirts of the city, the abandoned one-story building looks like it has been abandoned for nearly half a century.The window glass was covered with a thick layer of dust, which turned dark brown due to not being cleaned for a long time, almost completely blocking the appearance of the interior of the house.

In front of the dilapidated building, two males squatted on the stone steps at the door with dissatisfaction.

How has this little male who was spoiled as a baby ever been wronged like this?

Forced to guard in such a filthy place, they just feel disgusted like they are covered with termites.

"Don't those females and sub-female just want a bug egg all day long? Just be obedient, there are so many things to do!!"

One of the males complained and shifted its position to avoid the dirty spot on the stone steps, but it accidentally stirred up the dust, causing it to choke and cough.

"If it wasn't for Admiral Du's order, my eyes would be dirty even if I took a look at such a place!"

"Shh, keep your voice down." Another male made a pause gesture to him, "There are footsteps."

The male who complained didn't care: "Isn't it just the sound of footsteps? What kind of monsters can come to such a garbage place? Anyway, their generals will kneel in front of us, and the remaining group of military waste is just for us to play with."

Although the other male was more cautious, he did not continue to block it.

After all, he still agrees with the other party's thoughts in his heart.

In this broken place, who can there be? ?

The sound of footsteps mixed with the sound of dry branches being crushed got closer.

A worm shadow came out of the ruins.

It was a little male insect with red lips and white teeth, and his appearance was as delicate as a god himself sculpted it.A pair of eyes are like a deer in the forest, very cute, and the curly hair shows a beautiful brown powder in the sun.

His neck was exposed, slender and fragile, unbreakable.

The flying dust around him didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, and he had a strange sense of separation from the whole scene, as if there was a barrier between him and the dirty air.

The gatekeeper male was stunned for a second.

The intruder's overly clean clothes made him slightly dissatisfied, but he immediately regained his sense of superiority over the other's fragile body, and said condescendingly, "What are you doing here? Passage is prohibited here."

Tang Wuyang smiled softly: "I want to go in."

The male worm guarding the gate didn't take him seriously, and said provocatively: "Are you going to save the female worm inside? Then I will kindly tell you before you die, the one you want to save, but just like the one Kneeling on the ground with his knees tied up like a down and out dog."

With the fall of the last word, the spiritual coercion suddenly surpassed Tang Wuyang's pressure.

Tang Wuyang bent down slowly and stood with his hands on his knees, as if he was completely controlled by his mental power.

Under the dark shadows, the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged.

The sneering expressions on the faces of the two males became stronger: "Why don't you use your mental power to resist? Could it be a little waste whose mental power is only the size of a drop of water?"

They walked towards Tang Wuyang.

"Don't worms tell you that waste should be disposed of early?"

When they got closer, one hand stretched out directly towards Tang Wuyang's exposed white back of the neck.

The owner of that hand suddenly met a pair of deep red eyes.

The male suddenly had the feeling of being watched by the cheetah, and was stunned in place, with a strong feeling of wanting to escape.

Tang Wuyang didn't give him a chance.

The blade takes shape.

The males didn't even have time to yell.

A knife to seal the throat.

The surroundings were still peaceful, the body fell heavily and hit the ground, but there was not even a sound, it was as quiet as a dead mayfly.

This entire piece of ground is wrapped in spiritual power.

The other male worm turned around and wanted to escape, but the corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled by a strong force.He lost his balance all of a sudden, and the whole worm fell to the ground together with Tang Wuyang.

Tang Wuyang pressed him to the ground, stroking the blood veins hidden under the skin of his neck with his fingertips.

The male was terrified: "Don't kill me!! I can lead you! I can take you in!!"

The cold pierced the neck.

The spiritual power of the fingertips suddenly appeared, and it took away his body temperature at an extremely fast speed.

Tang Wuyang casually threw the male worm on the ground, and wiped the blood on his hands with the expensive clothes that he saw on the other side.

He walked into the abandoned building.

Go straight to where He Shanhe is.

He was holding the black sharp blade in his hand, and he was gesticulating from time to time, considering which angle to cut it from would make that Admiral Du more painful.

The author has something to say: Today is the robin

Thanks to Nixian Natsume and Piao a Piao A Piao for their nutrient solution! ! !

Thanks to Tianxiangyuan Yingzhi for the mine~

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