Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

Zhao Wentian and Lin Qiye chatted casually until midnight.

Lin Qiye fell asleep in the solitary confinement room.

Zhao Wentian took out a black garment from the world of the stone tablet.

There was also... a black face mask, black sunglasses, and a black knife.

To improve bloodline purity, one must essentially kill the mysterious being.

They come to the training camp because of the rules; relying on these new recruits' strict discipline, improvement is quite difficult.

Most importantly, the Night's Watch, such a large organization, still values ​​rules and regulations.

All new recruits must complete a full year in the training camp.

all......

After getting dressed, Zhao Wentian opened the door to the solitary confinement cell.

At his speed, no one could possibly detect him.

He leaped into the air, soaring into the sky, a pair of purple wings flashing in the night sky...

001 Instructor's Dormitory.

"Sir, what should we do? That kid got away?"

Instructor Hong looked anxiously at Yuan Gang, who was eavesdropping against the dormitory wall, and asked.

“Have a few instructors from the Pool Realm follow along!” Yuan Gang sighed. “By the way, always maintain a distance of one thousand meters.”

Then, Yuan Gang explained the situation in detail to his captain, Shao Pingge. After hanging up the phone, he looked in the direction of Cangnan city and remained silent.

"On September 30th, the Night Watchman Yuan Gang observed the Forbidden Ruins Kunpeng at the No. 039 New Recruit Training Camp in Cangnan City, Daxia, and incorporated it into the Forbidden Ruins sequence, sequence number 066+3."

——"Night Watch God Sequence Files (Top Secret)"

Yuan Gang, feeling dejected, flipped through two more pages; the records were all pretty much the same.

"On September 29th, Night Watchman Yuan Gang observed a suspected Forbidden Ruins Iron Shirt at the No. 039 New Recruit Training Camp in Cangnan City, Daxia (snap, Golden Bell Cover? Snap again, immortal and indestructible...?), and added it to the Forbidden Ruins sequence, sequence number 066+2."

——"Night Watch God Sequence Files (Top Secret)"

"On September 29th, Yuan Gang, the Night Watchman, observed a suspected Forbidden Ruins Martial Arts Eye at the No. 039 New Recruit Training Camp in Cangnan City, Daxia, and incorporated it into the Forbidden Ruins sequence, sequence number 066."

——"Night Watch God Sequence Files (Top Secret)"

Yuan Gang shook his head, unable to help but doubt himself:

"Damn it, who said before that humanity could only have one forbidden zone?"

......

Cangnan City.

Although it's just a small town, the night view is still extremely beautiful.

Midnight, the quietest time.

Everyone is sleeping.

Even in the apocalypse, the people of Daxia can still live so peacefully.

There are bound to be some people who toil in the darkness of night.

These people are the Night Watchmen of Great Xia!

At the highest point of the city, a figure dressed in black stood.

He was carrying an ordinary short knife on his back.

A pair of eyes, gleaming with a faint golden light.

It was as if it could see through all the illusions of this city.

Zhao Wentian was slightly taken aback.

This was the first time he had looked down over the city when his bloodline purity reached 24%+.

It seemed as if the entire city was radiating a faint golden light.

It's just like......

This city seemed ethereal, shrouded in a faint divine light.

Zhao Wentian was puzzled, but he couldn't figure it out.

His martial arts vision can cover an area of ​​600 meters in radius.

Now, he can not only conceal his aura.

It can even control one's own realm.

For example, if he were standing here now, he could guarantee that outsiders would not be able to see through his level of understanding.

Zhao Wentian bent down and looked around.

Five hundred meters ahead of him, a dozen or so spots appeared, leaping rapidly.

What direction are they heading?

It's the old town again!

Zhao Wentian smirked and plummeted from the sky with his arms outstretched.

It vanished into the darkness in an instant.

When it reappeared, it was only a second and a half later.

Five hundred meters in one and a half seconds, the increase in bloodline purity, and all methods have been correspondingly enhanced!

The mysterious figures running through the streets were all masked men!

Eleven Zhanjing (Light-Drawn Realm) and one Chijing (Pool Realm)...

Zhao Wentian raised his right hand and drew a straight knife.

The masked man from the pool looked at the roof with a scarlet tongue.

It made a hissing sound...

Zhao Wentian lunged forward, his straight blade gleaming with a faint golden light, moving with lightning speed, and brushed past two of the masked men from the Lamp Realm.

click-

The masked man behind him was cut in two.

The masked man in the pool let out a roar and charged straight at Zhao Wentian.

Using his momentum, he sprang up from the ground, blade facing upwards, avoiding the masked man in the pool realm, and directly pierced through the masked man in the lamp realm behind him.

This series of lightning-fast movements flowed smoothly, as if it had been planned in advance.

The masked man's eyes narrowed, as if he couldn't believe what had just happened.

Because it was so fast, they didn't even notice how the human drew and sheathed the sword.

The masked man roared and pounced again.

Zhao Wentian planted the knife in the ground, then controlled the flow of his body's power, gathering it in his fist.

The masked men, their faces contorted in grotesque expressions, swarmed forward under the command of the Pool Realm, engulfing Zhao Wentian in their midst.

In the distance, the two instructors exchanged a glance.

One of them whispered, "Won't there be a problem?"

"Wait, a very strong energy fluctuation!"

"Incredible! Still in his recruit stage, he single-handedly fought against so many Light Realm cultivators... and even a Pool Realm cultivator!!"

Another instructor's face was full of approval. "We are all at the Pool Realm, just like him. Facing so many mysterious creatures, are you confident?"

"I have absolutely no confidence..."

"So, this kid is actually quite low-key..."

boom--

Under the siege of the masked men, a golden light shone brightly, and all the masked men from the Zhanjing realm who rushed in were pulverized by the golden light.

Zhao Wentian shook his head, "This Sun Fist is powerful, but it's too slow!!"

and many more!

Zhao Wentian suddenly felt that the space around him was moving.

In an instant, the sky was covered in red.

"No-Rules Airspace!!"

Zhao Wentian was taken aback; it must be the people from Squad 136 who have arrived.

If they find out and it gets back to the captain, and he finds out I "skipped class," I'm guaranteed to get a scolding!

Zhao Wentian drew his straight sword and leaped high into the air.

The remaining masked man from the pool realm raised his hands to defend himself.

Zhao Wentian raised his straight sword, which emitted a pale golden light.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding.........

From a distance, all that can be seen are the afterimages of continuous sword swings.

But in reality, Zhao Wentian swung his sword seven times.

The straight sword was sheathed.

Turn around,

He leaped high into the air and leaned against the parapet of a distant high-rise building. He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled.

On the ground, the masked man shattered into several pieces with a loud crash.

A figure in magenta appeared on the street, carrying a long gun. After carefully looking around, she pressed her left hand on her earpiece and said, "Captain, Mysterious has been killed."

The voice coming through the headset was Wu Xiangnan's.

"Check everything, then call it a day!"

Those familiar voices... it's only been a short time since I last heard them, but it feels like an eternity.

Only after the Wujie airspace was removed did Zhao Wentian slowly get up and fly towards the training camp.

Meanwhile, on the 600-meter-tall building

A figure lay quietly on the high ground. Leng Xuan looked away from the scope and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Not bad!"

"Brother Leng Xuan, you're pretty good too!"

A cold, straight knife was pressed against Leng Xuan's waist.

"Six hundred meters?"

"Yes, it's 600 meters!"

"You little rascal, you snuck out here, didn't you?"

"...Don't tell the captain."