"Hurry~! Adjust the shooting angle just right.(◇){}"

"Everything uses high-explosive warheads, immediately, immediately!"

"Are the cloud explosion bomb ready? Where are the multiple warhead temperature-pressure bombs?"

"Okay, okay, get ready to obey orders!"

In the military camp outside the Western Regions City, after the preparations were completed, the guard officials looked at a newly emerging female monk.

This female monk who claims to be a little evil queen has a petite figure. She leaned against the table. After listening to the officials' reports, she smiled and said, "Let's open fire, for the evil king!"

"For the Evil King!"

The officials all catered to each other and issued an order.

Suddenly, five hundred artillery began to carry out carpet bombing on the Western Regions City, and at the same time, short-range missiles also flew into the air and flew over the city with a deadly powerful warhead.

The military soon discovered that the guards were all crazy.

"Damn, those guard officials are all in their minds? Are they ignoring the residents in the city?"

"No, we must stop it. We will dispatch troops immediately to attack the guards!"

"We can't sit idly!"

The Western Regions City has now turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the guards' artillery is completely ruthless. Within a radius of ten kilometers centered on the luxury hotel, they are all attack areas, and smoke and flames formed after the high-explosive warheads explode.

"Will this be like this?"

"So scary, so scary!"

A female reporter fled into a supermarket in panic. She just took out her phone and didn't have time to dial, but she felt a heat wave coming from the front. Suddenly, the entire supermarket door was deformed.

And she herself was also lifted by the heat wave and hit the shelves, and her whole body seemed to be disintegrating.

"Woooo, help, help." The female reporter called, and suddenly saw a black kitten in front of her, lightly avoiding the collapsed debris and landing beside her.

"Meow, this is outside the artillery fire coverage area, it should be safe." Lin Tian lazily lowered his head, then turned to look at the female reporter.

"Beauty, let's have a sleep." In the blink of an eye, a mental force surged into the female reporter's brain. In an instant, the female reporter's eyes became dark and she fell into a coma.

After doing all this, Lin Tiancai turned his attention to Frost Xue Xue again.

At this time, Frost Sadness relied on Lin Zhantian's soul supply to obtain enough magic power to form a frost shield, which protected Lin Zhantian well so as not to severely damage the artillery fire.

But although Lin Zhantian was fine under the protection of Frost and Sorrow, the other immortal cultivators were not so lucky.

The high-explosive shells are fine, they can avoid the shock waves and high temperatures of the shells. These immortal cultivators can withstand one or two with magic weapons.

However, with the drop of missiles, especially cloud explosion bombs and temperature-pressure bombs, the cultivators did not have one in a moment!

"Ahhhh!"

The old Taoist Baimei shook the flames that were coming from all over the world. After sensing the full fire, he immediately knew his losses. He spit out a mouthful of blood and then said, "You dare to sneak attack us. There is no need to leave any military base in the Western Regions!"

"I want him to be broken into pieces by the person who gives the order!"

"That's right!"

The head of Zichen Sect also took a step back, widened the distance from the Evil King, and said aloud: "Old Taoist Baimei, Qingchen Sword Cultivator, are you willing to cooperate with me and advance and retreat together?"

"Hahaha, the head of Zichen Sect, you have a good idea." The Evil King said disdainfully when he heard this: "It's just that the atmosphere of your sect, I'm afraid no one dares to cooperate with you."

"Baimei, Qingchen, what do you think?" The head of Zichen Sect asked the two of them. At the same time, more than a dozen elders of Zichen Sect behind him also took action to support a shield and released thousands of purple beams, destroying the second wave of missiles in the air.

The first wave of the Guard's shelling did have a good effect, but once the strong cultivators came to their attention, they soon lost their effect.

After all, although missiles are powerful, it doesn't make any sense if they can't attack the enemy.

"Boom boom!"

Just as both sides were competing, Lin Zhantian stood up with a grief in his hand, turned into a lich king and roared in a low voice, flew up and went to the military camp where the guards were located.

"Um?"

When the Red Demon Chilong saw Lin Zhantian holding Frost Sadness and was about to leave, he immediately reached out to take away the treasure, but it caused the joint counterattack between the old Taoist Qingchen and the old Taoist Baimei. For a moment, an extremely strong wave of air burst out from the air again.

"Hahaha, you junior sword cultivator, your disciple is so enchanted. Don't worry, you have to stop me?" The Red Demon Chilong said, and waved his hand and touched the Tianjian of Master Qingchen again, which hurt the Master Qingchen.

However, the old Taoist Qingchen tried to be injured but still used the sword-control technique. The giant sword split into two in an instant, and hit the body of the Red Demon Chilong in an interlaced manner.

Despite the sound of gold and iron and a large number of sparks, the body of the Red Demon Chilong was not a magic weapon after all. He groaned and suffered internal injuries for the first time.

"good!"

The Red Demon Chilong shouted again, and the burning red blood energy appeared on his body. After shaking the giant sword of Master Qingchen, he held the big sword tightly and slashed the upper part. The space seemed to be broken by the invisible sword energy generated by this slash!

"ah!"

Even if the old Taoist Qingchen got a magic ball that Baimei threw quickly, he was knocked out of the air by the slash and landed in a collapsed ruins of the building in the distance.

"Baimei, it's your turn!" The Red Demon Chilong laughed, ignoring Lin Zhantian, holding the sadness of Frost, and set his eyes on the old Taoist Baimei.

The old Taoist Baimei gritted his teeth and faced the attack of the Red Demon Chilong. Fortunately, the elders of the old Taoist sect were also liberated from the explosion. Seeing that the leader was in trouble, he rushed over and formed a formation to protect himself.

Besides, Lin Zhantian, holding Frost Sadness, he quickly flew to the guard barracks.

The armored vehicles and the main battle tanks saw Lin Zhantian falling and quickly opened fire. However, how could this level of firepower be the opponent of Lin Zhantian who was sad with Frost?

Lin Zhantian waved Frost Sadness, held the hilt of the sword in both hands, and then fell from the sky and directly hit the middle of the armored vehicle. Frost Sadness then penetrated into the ground, revealing only one-third of the sword body.

"boom!"

A sharp pillar composed of countless frost aura suddenly emerged from the ground, piercing armored vehicles and main battle tanks into ice.

"Oh my God, monster, monster!"

Those soldiers guarding the gate had never seen such a thing. Seeing Lin Zhantian destroying his armored power with one move, he immediately lost his will to fight and became only aware of escaping.

Under the control of Frost, Lin Zhantian had long been a little confused. He only knew how to attack all enemies who were trying to hurt themselves and seize Frost. Therefore, after he pulled Frost, he continued to go deep into the military camp and caused a fluctuation of Frost, causing more and more victims to become ice sculptures.

"No, no, you can't kill me, I'm the commander of the guard, and my wife is the deputy minister of the Ministry of Economic Affairs!" The iron gate of the military camp command suddenly turned into an ice sculpture together with the outer wall, and then shattered under the violent impact of Lin Zhantian. Then, looking at Lin Zhantian who showed his appearance, the frightened official in the command center shouted loudly.

"Go to die!" Spraying out a breath of air conditioning, Lin Zhantian took a step forward and crossed several meters away, sending Frost sadness into the official's chest.

Suddenly, the blood in the official's body was taken away by the sadness of frost and turned into an ice sculpture, maintaining his painful, panic, and unwilling expression very well.

"Haha, haha!"

Lin Zhantian twisted his face, pulled out the sadness of frost, and began to look for other living lives.

"Stop!"

Just after Lin Zhantian relied on Frost and Sorrow to kill for more than ten seconds, someone finally appeared to stop him.

The visitor had short golden hair and a pure white sage coat, looking like a religious person.

"It's the Archbishop of the Truthic Studies, and he actually came."

When Lin Tian saw this religious person, his information flashed into his mind. Although this guy looks like he is only in his 30s, he is a handsome man, but he is actually an old monster who has lived in his 300s.

The Truth School behind him has a similar organizational structure to a cult, but its philosophy is to try to combine the power of cultivating immortals with the power of technology, and to advocate harmonious coexistence between mortals and cultivators, which seems to be an organization full of positive energy.

In society, the energy of this Truth School is quite amazing. Even if it is exposed on the surface, you can know that half of the charitable foundations in the world are currently hosted by the Truth School. Their strongholds are spread all over the world. It is said that they are places where demons live in groups, and they do not exclude these Truth School clergy in the past to promote scientific concepts and codes of conduct.

"Kill enough?" Lin Zhantian saw the Archbishop and said, "Who are you? Do you want to steal my treasure?"

"I tell you, this sword is Frost's sadness. He is mine, I have it!" Lin Zhantian shouted loudly, and his eyes gradually turned icy blue.

"The truth is above." The Archbishop of the Truth School shook his head and took out a thick scripture. He said, "Lin Zhantian, the youngest sword cultivator in the Qingchen School, the chief of the inner sect, it's a pity that you are eager to achieve success and are arrogant, so after the failure, you are affected by this evil weapon."

"I am Vixenus, Archbishop of the Truth School. I don't need your evil weapon, but I can't continue to let you go."

"So, let me seal this weapon." After the Archbishop of the Truth School said, he opened the scriptures in his hand with a snap.

"Archit Vixen?"

Lin Zhantian raised the Frost Sadness: "As a matter of course you are also trying to steal my treasure, so let's try the Frost Sadness!"

"Die!" Lin Zhantian aimed at Archbishop Vixen to swing the frost sadness. A dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him. The extremely sharp frost sadness was blocked by the paper shining with light.

"What?" Lin Zhantian was slightly stunned. Before he could put away the sadness of frost, he saw thin papers in the scriptures appearing from all directions. These papers were linked to each other to form a cage, which actually trapped him inside.

"ah!"

The paper suddenly gathered together and wrapped Lin Zhantian, and then gradually shrank incredibly, and finally turned into a paper ball about the size of a tennis ball wrapped in paper shining with golden light.

"Ahhh!"

Lin Zhantian waved the sadness of frost and kept rushing left and right inside, but found that no matter how he moved, he could not get close to the paper that obscured his vision, as if they were actually very far apart.

"Is Vixen the Archbishop of the Truth School?" Lin Tian shook his whole body and stood up and said, "This trick is close to the power of the law."

"This person... looks at the aura of the saint, and he can't even compare to the Red Demon Chilong. Why can he use such a skill?"

"Can't it be that behind the Truth School is the power left by the previous generation of the God of Order?" Lin Tian made reasonable guesses, and of course he was unwilling to let the whole incident disappear like this.

Frost Sorrow is an epic artifact of the background. Since the opponent has used the power of law, Frost Sorrow must use the same level of power to fight back.

"This is a barrier, using the power of law of time and space, making your simple energy explosion useless." Lin Tian spoke, imitating Frost's sad tone and conveyed his voice to Lin Zhantian.

Then he said: "It is very fragile that the barrier of time and space formed simply by props. He cannot change the laws of physics and energy. He raises the sorrow of frost and obeys its arrangements."

"Hu, Hu." Lin Zhantian raised the sadness of frost, and a trace of energy was converted into electric current to produce the sadness of frost.
To be continued...