Buddhist monks in the late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 1162: Descendants of the God-Slayer
The Black Widow puppets are reduced one by one.

This thing can only catch the opponent by surprise. It will be useless once they are prepared.

At this moment, several light nets suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking Zhao Chuanxin's way.

Zhao Chuanxin shot an explosive arrow at the building on the side of the road without even looking back.

boom.

The wall collapsed and he jumped on his knees into the building.

This is a library with countless spiritual tablets and paper books.

Zhao Chuanxin ran along the bookshelf, taking away all the spiritual tablets and books that his fingers touched.

He only had time to collect a row of spiritual tablets and books according to the guidance of the stars and the moon, and jumped out of the window on the other side of the building, but left a few smoking apple mines in the corridor.

Sure enough, someone caught up with the library.

Boom boom boom...

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin's explosion killed or injured several people.

"This kind of god is really easy to kill!"

That’s all Zhao Chuanxin could say.

With so many experts around, wouldn't he be in danger of death?

In fact, the intensity of this battle was not as strong as when he faced the Void Realm Specialist and others.

At least they have the ability to make Zhao Chuanxin suffer combat damage.

He was running towards the bank when he heard many people shouting, "The King is coming..."

Zhao Chuanxin saw a figure moving towards him.

I guess this must be the king of the Divided City.

Before the king arrived, an iron hand arrived first.

The iron hand grabbed Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin shot out a blade of light, but his iron hand remained motionless, without even a mark.

Completely defend against the light blade.

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly held the Queen Bee Spear to challenge Tie Shou.

when.

The Queen Bee Spear collided with the Iron Hand, causing the Iron Hand to be slightly tilted, and Zhao Chuanxin's Queen Bee Spear was shaken and shifted to the right.

There was no provocation?
But he was agile and twisted his waist and abdomen to avoid the iron hand, then rotated his body and moved smoothly.

He had reached the bank entrance.

Several people were blocking the door, and Zhao Chuanxin opened his absolute domain and rushed directly into them.

Several people were knocked away by him.

Xingyue said, "There is a staircase in the middle of the left corridor."

Zhao Chuanxin understood what he meant.

At this moment, a big hole suddenly appeared in the bank wall, and the iron hand flew towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin entered the elevator, split himself into two, and cut the light blade upwards, directly cutting the elevator chain.

The ladder was falling rapidly, but suddenly stopped halfway. It turned out that the iron hand had caught up and grabbed the ladder to stop it from falling.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the new elf engraving knife and drew a circle under the ladder. In terms of cutting speed, the elf engraving knife was better.

He fell from the round hole, and before reaching the bottom, Zhao Chuanxin kicked the wall, and with the help of Xingyue, he rushed straight into the corridor.

"In the warehouse on the left side of the center corridor." Xingyue reminded.

Zhao Chuanxin broke into the house.

Sure enough, there was a huge disc in the center of the warehouse, with a diameter of 6 meters.

There are several boxes in the warehouse, filled with gems.

Zhao Chuanxin rushed to the disc, touched it with his left hand, and touched a gem box with his right hand.

Both were collected.

He pulled out the teleportation array and stepped on it.

At this time, the King of the City of Sundering had already arrived at the door of the warehouse.

The king is old and frail.

But his eyes were not cloudy at all.

He had known earlier that the order pointer had been taken away by Zhao Chuanxin, and now he saw that the order pendulum in the treasury was also gone.

The king was furious and said, "You dare to steal from the gods, you will die!"

Zhao Chuanxin's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

He teleported directly to the palace.

Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Xingyue reminded him, "You'd better destroy the palace's teleportation array."

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked and hurriedly did as he was told.

Xingyue’s reminder was very timely.

The Sundered Lands contain all the technologies from Middle-earth and the Cursed Desert.

They don't have a teleportation array because they have an order pointer.

No, it doesn’t mean they can’t crack the teleportation array.

They have the technology!
Soon, the island where Zhao Chuanxin had installed the teleportation array and the southernmost tip of Middle-earth were visited by people from the Divided Land.

The only problem was that the teleportation array that Zhao Chuanxin had set up in the palace was destroyed, so no one came.

Zhao Chuanxin left the palace and immediately said to the guards: "Notify all kingdoms to enter level 10 alert!"

The alert levels are 1-10.

Level 10 is the most severe.

The guard was startled: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care about anything else. He left the palace, opened the absolute domain, and used his divine movement to accelerate to the extreme.

Without any means of transportation, his theoretical maximum speed on flat land can reach 600 km/h.

Just run.

But if the speed exceeds 80 km/h, he must activate the absolute domain.

Otherwise, there will be risks such as hypothermia, damage to the eardrum, inability to open the eyes, or not being able to react in time and hitting obstacles.

Theory is theory, but it is impossible for Zhao Chuanxin to increase the speed to the extreme.

He ran in sections.

When the terrain changed, he would pause to observe and then continue running.

If your body is overheated or you have difficulty breathing, open the absolute area to breathe and keep running.

The palace is closer to the Holy City of Order in the west than the teleportation array at the southernmost tip of Middle-earth.

Zhao Chuanxin is very confident.

Without the Old God Altar, the Five Generations of Wandering Dragons, and the Tear of the Void, no one in this world can run faster than him, no matter what means of transportation he takes, or even using the Divine Speed ​​Rune.

He is the limit of carbon-based life!
Even though Zhao Chuanxin was full of energy, he was almost exhausted from running.

He ran for nine hours straight.

Xingyue was almost exhausted: "Even with the strong body of the Sangling Spirit, I can't keep running."

Ever since the fusion with the secondary limb, Xingyue has always been proud and confident. This is the first time that he has failed.

Zhao Chuanxin stopped in the wasteland, and a group of hungry western black wolves surrounded him, grinning and revealing a row of fangs.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the God of War M1907 and fired wildly.

Chug tug tug…

These wolves may have never seen firearms, and were stunned for a moment. They fled in a panic after leaving six wolf corpses.

Zhao Chuanxin lay down on the grass, took out a sandwich with bacon and gobbled it up.

He had been fighting for a long time and had been running for nine hours. After smoking a pipe of cigarettes, his eyes were blurry and he needed a nap.

However, he was eager to return home and could not afford to make any mistakes, so he stood up and continued to run, relying entirely on his perseverance to support him.

Finally, he arrived at the Holy City of Order.

He headed straight for the Temple of the Mother of Order.

At this time, the pastor and the leader were leading a group of people in prayer.

Everyone was startled when they saw Zhao Chuanxin suddenly rushing into the hall.

Zhao Chuanxin held onto the altar, gasping for breath. "Quick, I found the Order Pointer and the Order Pendulum. Let's quickly piece together the Order Clock. The masters of the Sundered City are about to arrive."

The pastors and leaders were ecstatic.

Just like the slogan they shout every day: For order!
That is the only goal of the Holy City of Order.

Zhao Chuanxin and the shepherd worked together to put all the parts into the order dial.

Everyone is here, ready to witness this great moment together.

There will be no more spells or runes in this world.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the pastor aside and said, "Once the seal is opened, there will be nothing to fear from the King of the Sundered Land and his men. They are a group of masters with only strength but no actual combat experience. The pilgrims of the Holy City of Order are enough to destroy them. So, I want you to open the Pointer of Order and send me home."

"Go home?" the shepherd wondered.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let them hear you."

"Going back to what home?"

Zhao Chuanxin whispered something in her ear.

The pastor was shocked: “Really?”

"Why else do you think the Fearless Vanguard calls me the Divine Emperor?"

"No wonder you have supernatural powers!"

"Stop talking nonsense. I just want to ask you one thing. Can you take me home?"

The pastor was in a dilemma: “It’s not that simple.”

What Zhao Chuanxin feared most at this moment was this sentence.

He suddenly went berserk and roared, "Damn it! I've put in so much effort, and this is not enough? If this is the case, I'll turn this world upside down!"

He clenched his fists and became furious!

The violence that had been dormant for so long now filled my heart again.

Since there's no way back, just kill, kill, kill.

What are those virtual realm rulers, what are those kings of the severed land, what are those leaders of the remnant creatures!
Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish!

Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand people is a hero.

Everyone in the hall looked changed.

At this moment, the Divine Emperor suddenly became a different person.

Perhaps everyone can only feel that violent aura when the Eye of the Devil appears.

How many people has this person killed?

The shepherd's eyelids twitched wildly and he wanted to slap himself.

She was so scared that she hurriedly said, "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, listen to me. To open the Order Bell, you need the power of the old gods. I don't have enough power. You are a god and have the power of a god, but your power is not compatible with the Order Bell. You need to gain the recognition of the Order Bell before you can open it."

Zhao Chuanxin's bloodshot eyes became clear again, and his violent aura subsided.

He took a deep breath and asked, "What should I do?"

The shepherd whispered something in his ear.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "Okay, I'll try."

The shepherd offered up the Order Dial, which contained all the parts of the Order Clock.

Zhao Chuanxin's hand touched the order dial, outputting the old sacred fire energy.

The Order Bell trembled, and the Order dial showed signs of collapse. At this time, Zhao Chuanxin tried to communicate with the Order Bell using the method given by the pastor: "I have obtained the permission of the leader and pastor of the Mother of Order Sect to output energy for you."

The clock of order stopped quivering, the dial of order stopped collapsing.

A blurry shadow appeared in front of Zhao Chuanxin, and only he could see it.

The gender of the light and shadow could not be determined, but it gave people the illusion of maternal radiance.

Guangying didn't speak, but Zhao Chuanxin could hear her voice.

She said, "Your old sacred fire came from another old god, and imposing its power on me would upset the dial of order."

Zhao Chuanxin said impatiently: "I have gathered all the parts for you. The shepherd has a request for you, and I have a request too."

“What request?” she asked.

Zhao Chuanxin told her: "Shepherd asks you to seal all the runes and spells in this world. I ask you to help me open the way home."

She said: "It will take some time to seal all the runes and spells. You must continue to output the old sacred fire. To prevent the order dial from being disrupted, I need you to take away half of the order dial. But can I trust you?"

Zhao Chuanxin felt a little violent again: "I just want to go home, what the hell do I need your order dial for? What the hell are you dawdling about? Can you take me home?"

The other party seemed to understand something, and she said: "If you can bring order to this world, I can take you home. Let's start."

Outsiders cannot see Zhao Chuanxin's star-picking process.

Everyone just saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground, leaning against the wall, motionless.

This sitting lasted for a whole day and a night.

The next day, the Holy City of Order was in chaos.

Someone reported: "The King of the Sundered Land led his men to attack our Holy City of Order."

The leader didn't understand the seriousness of the matter. She just felt offended: "What King of the Sundered Land, summoning the pilgrims to meet the enemy!"

The Divided City carefully selected three hundred men. These three hundred men were like a sharp knife, while the Pilgrims were like tofu and were easily cut in half.

The king rushed to the front, broke through the city gate with his shining blade, and rushed into the Holy City of Order.

The leader's face finally turned pale: "Have the Emperor of God and the Shepherd finished? Go and check."

The king had never been to the Holy City of Order, but he went straight to the Temple of the Mother of Order with familiarity.

He killed all the pilgrims who tried to stop him along the way.

Someone was hiding in a high place, shooting from a long distance with a rifle.

boom.

The king's iron hand blocked the bullet's path in advance.

when.

The machine gunner on the roof to his right fired.

Tata Tata...

The king activated the light shield and golden spikes flew out.

The machine gunner was stabbed to death by golden spikes and turned into a hedgehog.

Neither frontal attacks nor sneak attacks are effective, and the king is incredibly fast, no one can defeat him in a single blow.

"God Emperor? Today I will let you know what a god is!"

The king pushed it through the air, and the door of the temple flew backwards.

The soldiers blocking the door from behind were knocked away at the same time.

The king entered the hall, and a group of people followed him, including the leader, but no one dared to come forward.

There are only a dozen elders in Haishixu Realm.

The three hundred people who came from the Broken City all have the strength of a Void Realm Elder.

The king is terrifyingly powerful. None of the Void Realm Tyrant, the Chief of the Remnant Creatures, and the Arch-Necromancer are stronger than him.

"Where is the Divided City? Who is the King?"

The leader talked to himself.

No one could answer her questions except Zhao Chuanxin.

Inside the hall, the king had already seen Zhao Chuanxin sitting beside a pillar, and the anxious shepherd beside him.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly opened his eyes.

"How many times are you yelling?" He stood up and walked forward.

The king was furious: "You will not survive today."

His wrists rubbed and were covered in armor.

Twenty-pointed, some use light blades, some use light hammers, some use light nets, some use light shields, and some manipulate golden nails...

At this time, the king had already used eight runes.

There are also many magical methods that are not understood by the world.

Everyone present looked despairing.

Zhao Chuanxin walked towards the king without stopping, just waving his hand gently.

The clone disappeared, the light blade dissipated, the golden nail fell to the ground, and the iron hand weakened.

The king could not perform divine movement.

The three hundred people who followed the king to the outside of the hall were confused.

The king was originally so aggressive, why did he suddenly stop?

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck and was so close to the king that sweat broke out on the king's forehead.

Zhao Chuanxin reached out, grabbed the king's neck, and lifted him up with one hand.

"God? Descendant of God? Want me to die?"

At this point, no one can use runes anymore.

Except Zhao Chuanxin.

A short blade of light popped out from his fingers, and under the king's shocked gaze, the blade lightly cut the base of the king's arm.

Zhao Chuanxin pinched the king with his left hand and grabbed the king's arm with his right hand and pulled it violently.

tear...

"Ow..."

The king's face was bloodshot, his eyes bloodshot, and he fought the pain of his arm being torn off.

Zhao Chuanxin held the dragon scale gloves in his mouth and put them on himself, then put the king down and asked him to stand at attention.

Use your waist and horse to exert force, and throw an uppercut.

The king's feet were off the ground, his jaw was broken, and he jumped up from the blow.

Zhao Chuanxin took the Queen Bee's spear.

Tsk, tsk!
The king was nailed to the ground.

The three hundred people outside were dumbfounded.

They rushed up the stairs, howling, ready to use all means to ask Zhao Chuanxin to avenge the king.

However, they cannot use any runes or spells.

They can only use the fighting techniques they have practiced.

Zhao Chuanxin rushed into the crowd, punched one man in the face, smashed his ribs with his elbow, broke his legs with his kick, and ripped off another man's scalp...

He was as fierce as a tiger, punching and kicking the crowd. Although these pampered "gods" had practiced fighting techniques, they had no actual combat experience.

They were beaten by Zhao Chuanxin without any chance to fight back.

Anyone who passed by Zhao Chuanxin was either dead or disabled.

He alone, with his bare hands, killed or injured three hundred arrogant "gods" of the City of Split.

Zhao Chuanxin finally raised his leg and stomped down.

puff……

A "god" with his helmet and head rotten together.

He told the soldiers of the Holy City of Order: "Order has been restored in this world, and your mission has been accomplished."

There was a moment of silence, and then the audience cheered.

Naturally, they believed the words of the Divine Emperor.

Just now, those masters from the Divided City killed the pilgrims as if they were in an empty space.

At this moment, he was completely unable to fight back against Zhao Chuanxin.

The shepherd was exhausted. She came behind Zhao Chuanxin and asked with a complicated expression, "God Emperor, are you going home?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "Soon."

The Order Bell opened the seal.

But she needed to find Zhao Chuanxin's seat to go home, first adjust the flow of time, and then open the directional passage.

The shepherd breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, the Void Master found that he could no longer use runes.

The necromancers realized that they could open the absolute domain, but they could not use the undead force field to attack, and the bone staffs became decorations.

The ancient magic of the forest elves has become ineffective.

Only the Druid mantra, which is in accordance with the way of nature, has not disappeared.

Zhao Chuanxin took half of the order dial, and now the order clock was hanging on him.

Zhao Chuanxin deployed the teleportation array, and when signing the soul contract, he stated that the teleportation array was for his use only.

He returned to the Divided City again.

The "gods" in the Divided City attempted to capture Zhao Chuanxin.

They did not yet know that the king was dead.

Three hundred brave warriors were killed by Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and used the God of War M1907 to kill the people guarding the teleportation array.

He walked out casually. From time to time, gunshots were heard and someone would fall in a pool of blood.

Zhao Chuanxin opened the other vaults and took away all the gems.

There was also a large amount of memory metal stored in the basement, and Zhao Chuanxin took it all.

After breaking out of the basement, Zhao Chuanxin quietly set up the Maxim.

Tata Tata...

People and horses were thrown to the ground, and the residents of the Divided City fled for their lives.

Zhao Chuanxin killed here for three days and three nights.

Half of the "gods" of the Divided City died.

The remaining half knelt in surrender.

Zhao Chuanxin gathered people on Xinghe Avenue.

He stood on the golden platform and raised his voice with his vocal organs: "Descendants of the old gods, your good days are over. I need you to hand over all your private property, not even a single gem can be left! I need you to dismantle all the gold in this city and concentrate it here. Start working."

Everyone knelt on the ground, looking as if they had lost their parents, their faces numb.

No one forced them to work.

The hard, tiring and dirty work is done by the puppets.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Ares M1907 with a cigarette in his mouth and loaded the rifle with the bolt handle.

Chug tug tug…

"Move, move!"

As he spoke, he shot indiscriminately.

Although these people have lost many of the attributes that humans should have, they still have the desire to survive.

They had to obey Zhao Chuanxin's orders.

(End of this chapter)