The wind stopped suddenly!
Even the dark clouds hanging on the horizon like a pot lid seemed to have stagnated for a moment.
"Disciples, listen to the order and kill me! Kill these ungrateful people who should be thrown into the cave of ten thousand snakes to feed maggots. They are pretentious and righteous guys. If you kill one, you will be rewarded with ten spiritual stones. If you kill ten, you will be rewarded with one spiritual stone. Qian, kill the one who hit me in the face with a rock, and I will accept him as a disciple and teach him the 'Ten Magic Finger Techniques'." Song Qingwen was so furious that he immediately gave the order to continue firing.
In an instant, more than half of the Demon Sect disciples who looked exhausted jumped to their feet, screaming and rushing towards the righteous monk who was lying on the ground like a salted fish.
As for the righteous monks, it seemed as if they were about to be raped, but the delicate girls were unable to resist. At this moment, most of them could only look at the rushing Demon Sect disciples with fierce and decisive eyes, hoping to kill with their eyes.
To be honest, Ke Xiaoliang was also moved.
If it weren't for...that brick was actually thrown by Ke Xiaoliang himself.
Of course, he saw it from God's perspective, and no one noticed his behavior.
Under normal circumstances, Song Qingwen's cultivation was sealed, and he could avoid it with his consciousness.
However, Ke Xiaoliang did some tricks and used a little bit of optical principles to prevent Song Qingwen, who had lost his spiritual sense, from detecting the brick flying towards him in the first place.
And thanks to this, Ke Xiaoliang's gain was... he earned tens of thousands more magic points. Based on Ke Xiaoliang's gradually clear understanding of Song Qingwen, that one hit at that time was guaranteed to make a lot of money.
The facts did not exceed Ke Xiaoliang's expectations.
"I really can't let these demon sect disciples kill these righteous monks. Otherwise, I will have to spend more demonic points to reshape the bodies of these righteous monks... Then I will be at a big loss!" Ke Xiaoliang thought.
The wind... suddenly became stronger.
Amid the clouds, a distant tornado mixed with massive amounts of radiation swept towards the semi-abandoned town.
Along with the spreading dust and the swirling wind, there were also a large number of bloody, ferocious, and crazy monsters.
They don't look any different than they did at first.
In fact, they already have a weak sense of independence. At least when they attack, they will no longer be so mechanical.
They will hurt, hurt, and be scared, but they will also become more ferocious, crazier, and better able to cooperate with each other.
"Everyone, run! The monster is coming, we can't stop it now!" Old Leek Wang Jue shouted loudly from the crowd.
In an instant, half of the demon sect disciples who had originally besieged the righteous monks scattered in all directions.
The rest are also collecting weapons, and then taking their positions, preparing to take advantage of some geographical advantages to protect themselves and kill monsters at the same time.
And the most panicked ones were those righteous monks.
They had really exhausted their energy. Although they tried their best to adjust their breathing and regain their physical strength, they could not recover and stand up immediately.
What's even more embarrassing is that after the melee just now, they all felt their stomachs growling.
Young people are prone to hunger. After consumption, they will become hungry faster.
In the past, the world was false, and some of the more 'real' body sensations were still one level behind. For example, hunger was not that easy to come to your door. Even if you felt hungry, it was not obvious and you could endure it.
In addition, the experience time was not long, and everyone who entered the Huzhong Realm did not worry about that little thing in their stomachs.
Clearly, times have changed.
They will soon discover that hunger is terrible, and that in this apocalyptic wasteland, they have to worry about filling their stomachs first.
"Each man carries one on his back and drags away those who can't run away first. I'll take a look at it. If any kid dares to go against his will, I'll see if I don't skin him!" Murong Yunting, who was still reincarnated into a little lolita, stood together. On the broken stone wall, he roared at those Demon Sect disciples who still had some strength left and hid in various small spaces.
Although the lives of Demon Sect disciples are worthless.
After arriving in another world, it started to become more valuable.
After all... these are good cannon fodder, and it is a waste of resources to be taken away directly by a wave of monsters.
Coincidentally, Ke Xiaoliang thought so too.
And it was more 'thoughtful' than Murong Yunting thought.
In the distance, just behind the spreading line of monsters, a bright light suddenly flashed.
An adult man wearing a leather jacket, jeans and Martin boots was riding a roaring motorcycle, driving away the monsters.
Bang bang bang!
Amidst the gunfire, one strong monster fell to the ground one after another.
They are then eaten by other monsters around them.
Some monsters pounced on the man, but the man took out the Tang Dao from his waist and chopped the monsters in half with ease.
"Eh! Such great strength, is it a gift?" Murong Yunting was lying on the high stone wall, with his two short legs dangling at the other end of the stone wall. Under his feet were two chubby little guys who were disciples of the Demon Sect. Lying on the ground, he was ready to welcome the elder to jump down from a high place at any time, using his body to help and buffer the force.
Suddenly, among the monsters, a strange creature ran out.
It is more powerful than ordinary monsters, with a human-like torso but tiger-like limbs.
The blood flowing in the body is like magma and veins, covering the whole body.
It opened its big mouth full of sharp teeth and roared at the man on the motorcycle.
Then he spit out a long tongue of fire and flew towards the man.
The man took off a chain from his waist.
The chain was swept out, and black lightning spread in the direction pointed by the chain, directly shattering the tongue of fire and locking the monster's throat.
With a sudden tug, the monster's head was torn off. Under the bombardment of the black arc, the monster's body turned into black ash and scattered on the ground.
"It's real power, it's extraordinary...!" Song Qingwen's eyes lit up when he saw this scene from another place.
In his eyes, men's methods are rough and crude, and their strength is not very strong.
However, if there is power beyond the ordinary in this world, then as a powerful practitioner of the Demon Sect, he has the confidence to regain powerful power in this world.
Just when Song Qingwen and many discerning and far-sighted monks were still feeling emotional and excited.
The piercing whistle penetrated the night and the air.
A lot of eyes were focused on the person who blew the whistle.
"Ke Xiaoliang? Whose disciple is this?"
"Wait a minute, isn't he the one in the rumors... the Thirteen Demons?"
"Why is this... a fool?"
"How could he do such an eye-catching behavior at this time? Isn't he afraid of death? Aren't he afraid of attracting more monsters?" Numerous whispers of criticism and more slander followed.
Even Song Qingwen felt even more embarrassed with his face burning.
The embarrassment at this moment was second only to the time when he was hit by a brick before.
Because he heard someone saying that Ke Xiaoliang was his disciple.
Shao Jin, who had been rescued by his own bastard in the crowd, and who had just woken up now, also showed a mocking expression, and the contempt in his eyes was almost overflowing.
Sure enough, as everyone expected, more monsters pounced on Ke Xiaoliang in large numbers.
But it did a good deed for others, and the monsters originally assigned to other places became a little rarer.
The Demon Sect disciples who were hiding with Ke Xiaoliang all moved out of the way, showing no intention of helping him.
There is no sense of camaraderie at all.
Facing the impact of the monsters, Ke Xiaoliang held an iron rod and blocked it with his left and right arms. Although he seemed to have superb sword skills, he was weak and could not hold on for long.
Just when he was about to be ruthlessly torn apart by the monsters.
A flash of lightning cut through the darkness.
The black electric arc spread, and a large number of little monsters were directly electrocuted into fly ash.
As soon as the arc on the chain dispersed, it wrapped around Ke Xiaoliang's waist, pulling him behind the man's 'car' and sitting with the man.
"Huh!!??"
"Huh...?" His mind was flexible, and he had begun to notice something at this time.
They seem to have...missed it?
