Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 851 Don't even think about running away

"Kill!" Gaolou made a gesture of killing, so the masters of the Guwu clan began to kill, and the Kunlun army wailed and blood flowed all over the place for a while.

The superior is holding a meeting to discuss with a group of officials how to deal with the riots in various places more properly.

"Superior, call urgently." The secretary hurried in and said, "Something happened on the front line!"

The superior turned pale with fright, wondering if the Guwu Clan finally made a move?

The secretary whispered: "Gaolou, the general of the ancient Wu tribe, formed a team of practitioners, and now he is killing all three generals on the front line. At this time, my Kunlun athletes are being massacred!"

"What!" If the accident on the front line made the superior's heart beat faster, then the fact that the high-rise formed an army of practitioners to massacre the Kunlun army almost made the superior's heart beat suddenly stop.

"A team of practitioners?" the superior murmured.

He is very aware of the horror of practitioners. Before the earth and stars changed, a few golden core masters from the cultivation world almost wiped out Kunlun. Now the strength of practitioners has greatly increased, and there are too many golden core masters. How much, this force is the whole world trembling.

Now it's just that practitioners from all over the country are no longer under the control of the state, and the people are already in dire straits, and the tall buildings have actually formed an army!
It is conceivable how powerful such an army can be, and how long can the frontline army last under such a powerful massacre?
Is Kunlun really going to be destroyed?
"What to do!" The superior couldn't help asking himself repeatedly in his heart.

Having been in a high position for many years, it was the first time that the high position was so panicked like now. Even when he was under house arrest by the empty faction, he was not as helpless as he is now.

"Immediately select practitioners from the army to form a unit and go to the front line for rescue!" The superior issued the first order.

"Immediately recruit people of insight from the people, form a second army of practitioners, and follow closely!" The superior issued the second order.

The secretary nodded and went to work immediately.

The superior sighed. Even though he gave two orders, he knew very well that his countermeasures were a bit weak, after all, the long-distance water could not quench the near-thirst.

"It would be great if Chen Mo was here!" the superior murmured.

Suddenly, he slammed the table and said pleasantly: "Call Momen immediately and invite Chen Mo to come to Beijing!"

"Don't call me anymore!" Suddenly there was another person in the meeting room, and it was Chen Mo who came to the capital.

"I've already arrived!"

The superior suddenly stood up, ran in front of Chen Mo, grabbed Chen Mo's arm excitedly, and said, "You came just in time!"

Chen Mo patted the superior on the shoulder, seeing that the superior who usually put on airs was at a loss like a child, and seeing himself as if he had found a backer really made him laugh.

"What happened?" Chen Mo asked.

The superior told Chen Mo the biggest problem that Kunlun encountered at this time in the most concise language, and said: "Chen Mo, you have been in the Special Forces before, and you are the instructor of the Special Forces. Now you will lead the first team of practitioners." Immediately go to the front line to rescue! You must act quickly, if you go late, I am afraid that all Kunlun athletes will be wiped out!"

"No need!" Chen Mo said: "I'm going now, I really want to see what kind of waves this tall building can cause."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The superior was in a hurry and shouted into the air: "Are you going alone? How can that be done? There is an army of practitioners in that tall building!"

It's just that Chen Mo had already left, and his voice just echoed in the conference room.

It wasn't until this time that there were discussions in the conference room, and the officials finally understood what kind of terrible trouble Kunlun was in. If one was not careful, the whole country would fall, and all the people in Kunlun would become subjugated slaves.

"Master Chen must be able to stop this incident!" Someone said uncertainly.

The meeting room fell silent again in an instant. They were not confident that Chen Mo alone could defeat an army composed of practitioners.

Knowing what was happening on the front line at this time, Chen Mo tried his best to rush on the road. The distance from the capital to the battle with the Guwu clan was thousands of miles away.Under Chen Mo's limit speed, it only took about 1 minute.

A thousand miles in an instant is nothing more than that.

When Chen Mo came to this battlefield, what he saw was the massacre of the Kunlun army by the ancient Wu tribe.

What I saw was the never-give-up spirit of the Kunlun army. The soldiers of Kunlun rushed towards the practitioners of the ancient Wu clan like mad dogs one by one with the determination to die, but they were ruthlessly beheaded again and again.

In front of a large number of practitioners, even the most elite army of Kunlun can only end in a disastrous defeat.

Chen Mo's eyes turned red in an instant. The cultivators of the ancient martial clan took pleasure in killing the Kunlun army. They used the most tragic methods to deal with these passionate men.

His divine thoughts dissipated in an instant, tempered by dragon veins and blessed by dragon souls, they were extremely powerful, and all the details on the battlefield were clearly presented in his mind.

"That one!" Chen Mo locked on a cultivator of the ancient martial clan. That person was a master of golden core, and he would take away dozens of lives in Kunlun if he shot casually.

"Death!" Chen Mo came to the person in the blink of an eye, and pointed out that the great supernatural power was dead.

The cultivator was tearing a Kunlun soldier to pieces, bursts of wild laughter came out of his mouth, suddenly a black figure appeared in front of him, and he pointed at him. Before he could react, he felt the gap between his brows A pain, and then my soul and body collapsed in an instant, and suffered endless pain while dying, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

"That one!" Chen Mo locked on another cultivator, a female cultivator with a Golden Core cultivation base.

Her body exudes bursts of pink spiritual power, and those Kunlun athletes who rush into her spiritual power range will turn into skeletons, and they will be blown away by the wind.

Chen Mo suddenly appeared on top of her head, stepped on it, and directly crushed it into a pile of meatloaf.

"There's another one!" This time Chen Mo targeted a Jindan cultivator wearing an ancient general's uniform. The Kunlun army bombarded him with many high-tech cannons, but it couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

He allowed Kunlun to attack, and every step he took would blow the head of a Kunlun athlete. He allowed blood and brains to pour on his body, and even made an expression of enjoying himself.

Chen Mo came to him in an instant, fisted with both hands, and shouted: "Break the mountains! Divide the rivers! Suppress the world!"

All the three forms of Tianxuan Shenquan fell on the Jindan cultivator, and every punch would blow his whole body to pieces. After three punches, the cultivator was directly beaten into a ball of flesh by Chen Mo.

Chen Mo looked around, opened his mouth, and a flying sword shot up into the sky, exuding endless killing intent.

"Don't even think about running away!" Chen Mo said coldly.

(End of this chapter)