One person: I will give you one of the Shining Fruits.

"The Supreme Star is always ready to respond."

"Exorcise evil spirits and bind demons to protect your life and body."

“Wisdom is clear and the mind is at peace.”

"The three souls are eternal and the spirits are never lost."

At the moment the old Taoist priest finished speaking, a golden light as thick as substance suddenly burst out from his whole body.

The light was so bright and dazzling, as if a scorching sun suddenly rose and illuminated the entire military port.

At the same time, an extremely powerful Qi wave, with the old Heavenly Master as the center, spread rapidly in all directions like a surging torrent.

Mixed in this wave of Qi are the clear, pleasant, and deafening sounds of the mind-purifying mantras, which resound through the sky like the sound of a Huang Zhong (a loud bell).

In the blink of an eye, the huge Qi wave had swept over the aircraft carriers and warships docked in the port.

The soldiers, whose eyes were originally glowing with strange red light and who were fighting each other, stopped waving their weapons wildly, as if they were under a spell, and stood stiffly in place.

Along with the Qi waves came the sonorous and powerful voice of the old Taoist priest chanting.

The strange red light that was originally flashing in the eyes of these soldiers began to gradually dim and eventually disappeared.

It was like a candle flame being quietly extinguished by a gust of wind.

After a while, one of the soldiers finally woke up from this strange state.

He looked blankly at the blood-stained weapon in his hand, then looked at his comrades lying in a pool of blood around him, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

Then, as if he suddenly realized something, he threw the weapon in his hand to the ground with a loud "clang".

This action was like a fuse, instantly igniting the entire military port.

The other soldiers also woke up as if from a dream and dropped their bloodstained weapons.

For a moment, the entire port was shrouded in a tragic atmosphere, and the shrill howls of wolves echoed everywhere.

These soldiers stared blankly at the blood of their comrades on their hands, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

They couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes, and they couldn't imagine that they had just killed their comrades who they had been with day and night.

Fear spread quickly like a plague, and everyone's face turned pale and bloodless.

Soon after, some soldiers could no longer bear the inner torment. They covered their heads with their hands, looked up to the sky, and burst into tears.

Tears slid down her cheeks, mixing with the blood, forming a series of shocking tears of blood. The cries rose and fell, interweaving into a tragic melody that made people cry.

.........

Hearing the endless crying coming from the port, the old Taoist couldn't help but sigh heavily: "Ah..."

This sigh seemed to contain endless compassion and helplessness.

Xiao Muyang's face on the side also looked very solemn, even a little ugly. His eyes slowly shifted to Awei, who also had a sad look on his face.

I saw Awei biting his lips tightly, with a hint of pain in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Muyang finally broke the silence and said, "Brother, the situation is urgent now. The most urgent task is to comfort these physically and mentally injured soldiers as soon as possible..."

Hearing this, Awei nodded slightly to show his agreement.

Then, he took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and shouted to the adjutant beside him and the soldiers who had not yet been affected by the erosion: "Listen up!

At this moment, use all your strength to persuade your brothers who have been through life and death with you and shared the joys and sorrows with you! Let them cheer up again! "

Awei's roar was like thunder, echoing in the air.

The soldiers were stunned at first, then responded in unison: "Yes!"

The sound was uniform and resounded through the sky.

Then, they turned around without hesitation, and rushed towards the direction of the aircraft carrier and warships with firm and hurried steps.

Everyone has concern for their comrades in their hearts.

Aren't they also heartbroken and extremely sad?

.........

"Old Heavenly Master, what do you think about this matter?"

Hearing this, the old Taoist frowned: "It looks like some kind of ability that can bewitch people, but the scope is a bit too wide...

In my impression, no one in the current supernatural circle should be able to do such a thing.

You know, this military port...

But there are tens of thousands of fighters.”

Hearing this, Xiao Muyang nodded in agreement: "It's basically the same as I guessed...

Old Heavenly Master, if it's not something that an extraordinary person can do...

What do you think about this matter?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Jingle Bell--

A crisp and rapid cell phone ringtone suddenly rang, breaking the silence among Xiao Muyang, the old Taoist priest, and Awei.

The sudden noise was like a thunderclap, instantly filling the originally quiet space with tension and anxiety.

Xiao Muyang's eyes quickly fell on the screen of his mobile phone. When he saw the incoming call alert, his brows subconsciously frowned, and a sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

Without any hesitation, he decisively answered the call and pressed the hands-free button.

"Mu Yang!!"

An anxious and panicked cry came from the other end of the phone, so loud that the old Taoist priest and Awei next to them could hear it clearly.

"I'm here, Mr. Zhao? What happened?"

Xiao Muyang tried his best to remain calm, but he could not hide the worry in his voice.

Then, Zhao Fangxu's hurried and flustered words flooded into Xiao Muyang and the others' ears like a tide: "Something terrible has happened. The Shenzhen Stock Exchange is in complete chaos, complete chaos..."

Xiao Muyang's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a strong sense of uneasiness instantly spread throughout his body.

He quickly asked, "Don't be impatient, Mr. Zhao... Tell me slowly, what happened?"

There was a slight pause on the other end of the phone, as if he was trying to calm down.

Not long after, Zhao Fangxu's voice continued to come out from the phone: "Just ten minutes ago, a strange red mist spread over the entire Shenzhen market without any warning.

The fog was as thick as blood and had a pungent smell.

Now, at least half of the citizens have been affected by the fog...

They seemed to have lost their minds and started killing each other!

The scene was horrific, blood and chaos everywhere..."

At this point, Zhao Fangxu's voice trembled again, and he was obviously deeply shocked by what had happened.