The strongest starting system

Chapter 887 The Holy Land Shakes
"retreat!"

Zhan Mushi only had time to issue the last command, because the anti-aircraft gun with red flames from its tail was infinitely magnified in his eyes.

The god of death came to them in the way of the king's descending.

The anti-aircraft gun sank into the dense dark forest, like a tiny silver needle dived into the sea, without causing any ripples.

Those who were about to run away frantically were stunned.

Could it be that they overestimated the power of this mysterious object?

In just an instant, with the dark dense forest as the center, an aura of destruction swept across the world.

……

In the distance, Zhao Wushuang returned to Shen Yiyue using the teleportation ability of Douyun. He put his arms around Shen Yiyue's waist, and crushed the local space talisman in his hand without saying a word.

The next moment, they appeared on the edge of the cliff of Jingyun Peak.

Shen Yiyue became stunned. Just as she was about to ask, Zhao Wushuang made a shush gesture at her.

"Boom."

Zhao Wushuang spit out a word lightly.

His language seemed to have some kind of magical power. On the edge of the sky, a loud bang sounded like a violent storm, whistling crazily and irritating people's eardrums.

Shen Yiyue was completely dumbfounded, because she saw the other side of the mountain, the monstrous fire light filled the sky, it was more than a thousand meters high, the fiery red color burned through half the sky, reflected under the sky, and all the mountains All burned as brightly as day.

The shock in her heart can no longer be described in words. Judging from the transmission speed of the explosion sound and the burning degree of the fire just now, even if Tiesuo Peak is as solid as gold, it may be blown into ruins at this time.

The sudden explosion awakened the entire Qinglian Holy Land. Even the villagers living in the small world village heard the sky-shattering sound, and quickly crawled out of the bed to check the situation outside.

An explosion caused a sensation in the entire independent small world.

All kinds of voices mixed together, resounding over the Qinglian Holy Land.

That's the people in the Holy Land launching rescue operations.

Shen Yiyue turned her head, choked on her saliva, and said with difficulty: "You... who are you?"

Zhao Wushuang smiled without saying a word, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the fire was like a scorching sun, which lasted for a long time.

The sky was full of red clouds, piercing through the clouds, and projected on Zhao Wushuang's delicate profile like sunlight.

"Does this count as an outburst of anger for my mother?"

Zhao Wushuang's calm words produced no less explosive power than the man-made disaster just now.

Shen Yiyue only felt that her world view had been subverted.

"I know you may not believe it, but it doesn't matter, I came to Qinglian Holy Land to avenge my mother, and now I have completed the first step of the plan."

"Next, the Judgment Organization will become a mysterious organization that exists in name only. I will not let go of the Black Dragon or that old man."

Zhao Wushuang said with a smile.

Shen Yiyue managed to recover from the shock. The moment Zhao Wushuang's smile caught her eyes, she already knew that Zhao Wushuang was the son of the saint.

Because when the two of them smiled sideways, they were so alike.

It's just that the saint's smile is innocent and gentle, containing yearning for life and hope for sunshine.

The guy in front of him had a bright smile, but it made people shudder.

"Let's go, we've finished watching the play, and then we'll wait for the Great Elder to find out the real culprit behind the scenes, haha."

Zhao Wushuang stood up, stretched his waist, hummed a little tune, and walked briskly back to his hut.

Shen Yiyue stood on the edge of the cliff, her robe was blown by the mountain, and her hair was flying in the wind.

But she just stared blankly at Zhao Wushuang's back, leaving two lines of clear tears on her cheeks.

"Saint, if you know that your son is not dead, and his strength is superior, you should be very happy."

She muttered to herself, wiped away her tears, and followed Zhao Wushuang's footsteps.

……

Early the next morning, sensational news spread throughout Qinglian Holy Land.

In fact, there is no need to spread it. Everyone in the Holy Land last night felt the shock caused by the explosion.

The people who went out to carry out the mission returned to the Holy Land, and after hearing this, they were all stunned.

"Hey, do you know, I heard that the explosion last night was caused by people from the Demon Race attacking Tiesuo Peak. They seemed to want to rob some important figure from the Demon Race who was imprisoned in the extremely cold water prison."

"General Zhan Mushi was killed on the spot, and all the guards on Tiesuo Peak were dead. Those guards were all above the strength of the sixth heaven of Wu Zun. General Zhan Mushi was even stronger at the third heaven of Wu Zun."

"That's right, I don't know what kind of people were sent by the Demon Race to sneak into the independent small world of our Holy Land."

"No, the version I heard was that the members of the judge organization did not operate the detention device well, so they caused a self-destruct."

"That's right, that's what my master told me, and told me not to spread rumors outside."

In a gazebo somewhere on the mountainside, several disciples wearing the uniforms of the Holy Land were having a lively chat.

The disciple in charge of the patrol held a long gun and coughed as he passed by the pavilion.

Those disciples quickly stopped discussing.

"Don't make unreasonable remarks, or be careful to invite disaster."

The patrolman said coldly.

The others fell silent.

This scene also happened in other places. Although the high-level officials of the Holy Land wanted to suppress this matter in the same way, they could not contain the fire after all.

The fire last night was really too big.

Tongshen Peak is the place where the Holy Master is located, and the highest meeting of the Holy Land is usually held here.

Now the Holy Master is not in the sect, so the Great Elder is in charge of all major matters in the Holy Land.

In the spacious and quaint meeting hall, the fragrant tea was still steaming, but no one drank it.

The ten elders sat in order, all looking at the same place.

It was a light curtain on the wall, and the scene of last night's explosion was flashing on it.

Once, twice, even if you watched it multiple times, the power of the explosion was enough to make the scalps of the elders present numb.

Although Zhan Mushi's strength can't be ranked among the top ten elders, he can't be too weak.

Even Zhan Mushi was reduced to dust under the attack of this mysterious object, unable to fight back.

Try to ask the elders present here that they would not be able to withstand this blow.

If you come a few more times, I am afraid that the entire holy land will collapse and be wiped out.

"This deity thinks that this is the work of the demons."

A skinny old man tapped his fingers on the table, and then said slowly.

His name is Qiu Beilu, and he is the fourth strongest among the ten elders.

"Although the Fire Spirit Holy Land and the Thunder Holy Land are at odds with our Qinglian Holy Land, there is no reason to make such a disturbance. Except for the demons, the rest of the people will not make such a crazy move."

(End of this chapter)