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Chapter 126 Only Knowing I'm Wrong When I'm About to Die?late! (ask for subscription, ask for monthly pass)
Many staff members of the Spiritual Management Office were awakened by the emergency notification from their mobile phones.

"Dad, where are you going?"

The young boy woke up, saw his father who was getting dressed, and asked a question.

"Guoguo, dad is going to work."

The young man touched his daughter's head, with a trace of reluctance and determination in his eyes.

"Then dad has to come back early, Guoguo still has class tomorrow."

The young child didn't know that his father was gone, and he might never come back.

But she will obediently wait at home, waiting for her father to send her to school.

"Okay, Dad will try to come back as soon as possible."

The middle-aged man turned off the screen, stood up, and picked up the long knife hanging on the wall with both hands.

"Dude, I'll see you tonight."

He had waited 20 years for this day.

This is his best friend's knife.

20 years ago, he and his best friend were on a mission, and encountered an evil cultivator on the way.

The best friend smiled and said that he would lure the evil cultivator away, and see you at the old place, but when he came to the old place, he didn't see anyone, and all he got was this knife sent by his colleague.

The middle-aged man held the handle of the knife and slightly pulled out the scabbard.

The cold light of the long knife is overflowing!

Boom boom boom!
The girl was kowtowing to the spirit cards of her father and brother.

"Father, brother, if you don't want me to be next to you, please bless me."

Insert three incense sticks into the censer, put on gloves, grab the long hair from the ears with both hands, and tie it through the hair with a rubber band into a neat ponytail.

He picked up his weapon and walked out of the house.

As soon as he went downstairs, he ran into the senior who was smoking.

"It's so slow, I thought you were afraid."

The ponytail girl ignored him and left.

The smoking senior smiled wryly and followed.

In many places in the imperial capital, the teams of the Spiritual Management Bureau had already assembled at the designated places. Some teams were silent, and some were greeting each other.

They all know the horror of evil cultivators, and not many colleagues tonight will not see the sun the next day.

But no one showed fear in their eyes.

It's more about excitement.

"Yo, you guys are so early."

The white-haired young man twisted his neck and looked at the three teammates in front of him.

"Why, you look listless."

"Tch, I am a dignified eighth-rank fire-type alien, and let me deal with seventh-rank evil cultivators. This is looking down on me."

Although the white-haired youth complained, he still waited for instructions normally.

The highest emergency order requires absolute obedience for them!
"Why, you still want to beat the eighth-rank evil cultivator at this half-baked level?"

His teammates laughed.

An eighth-rank cultivator is no longer a normal cultivator, killing people like hemp.

"Afraid of a hammer, if I don't hit anyone?"

The white-haired youth, as one of the top aliens in the Imperial City Spiritual Management Bureau, was at the peak of the eighth rank at a young age, and he also had his own arrogance.

"That Thunderbolt."

"He can't finish it alone, can he?"

The white-haired young man curled his lips and said, he wanted to slaughter the seventh-rank scum early, and then go to grab the eight-rank beating!
Use this to express your dissatisfaction with not being assigned to the eighth rank.

While they were waiting for the order, someone was already killing them!

Bang!
Dark night, twinkling lights.

The sound of glass being smashed appeared in a hospital.

The man who was running ahead was filled with fear.

Once, he was the king of the night world, but now, he is just a humble wretch.

He saw with his own eyes that his companion's head was screwed off by that man!
But powerless.

No matter how his companion begged for mercy, that person ignored it, just clicked and twisted.

Turn the corner, meet the intersection, turn again.

He is familiar with the terrain here, and the dead air here is intricate and complicated. He wants to get more smells to cover up his own smell.

The scene in front of him was constantly changing, and he forcibly passed through the ward, operating room, and mortuary.

He wanted to get rid of that horrible murderous maniac.

He kept running, and there was always the sound of 'tat-tat-tat' footsteps behind him.

Even if you take a detour, you won't hear it for a while, but after a while, it will appear again.

Impermanence seems to be chasing after the soul.

And it was getting closer and closer, like a reminder.

When he ran to a corridor outside the hospital and was about to flee into the woods, a golden light flashed under his feet, his feet slipped and he fell to the ground suddenly.

Due to the high speed, a long bloodstain was scraped out on the ground by the flesh on his chest, the flesh on his chest was gone, and the bone was visible in the depths.

He wanted to stand up, but a golden flash appeared behind him, accompanied by the sound of thunder.

One foot stepped on his back, as if five Mount Tai were crushing the top!

He tried to turn his head to the side, and finally he could see the person behind him, who was wearing the uniform of the Spiritual Management Bureau.

"It turned out to be a comrade from the Spiritual Management Bureau. I am a subordinate of the Spiritual Management Bureau. Is there some misunderstanding between us?"

This evil cultivator never expected that there would be a day when he would beg for mercy. Usually, these words were said to him by others, and these people who begged for mercy were all brutally killed by him without exception.

This is the imperial capital. Although he is an evil cultivator, he is under the supervision of the General Office of Spiritual Management, and there is a big man behind him!

He didn't understand why someone from the Spiritual Management Bureau came to kill him.

"Misunderstanding? When you killed our colleagues of the Lingguan Bureau, did you think about what you said now, and only remembered that you were a subordinate of the Lingguan Bureau when you were about to die? It's too late!"

Is begging for mercy useful?These evil cultivators are not worthy of sympathy!

After finishing speaking, a hand with golden lightning pierced Xie Xiu's heart, and squeezed it hard!
[Congratulations on killing the 'eighth-rank evil cultivator', you will be rewarded with 400 merit points. 】

[Congratulations on killing the 'eighth grade evil cultivator', reward experience value 5000. 】

Jiang Fan is even more cold-blooded than him.

For guys who don't take human life seriously, Jiang Fan will not treat them as human beings either!
"Where is the next target?"

Jiang Fan said into the headset.

The evil cultivators at the beginning of the eighth stage have no pressure on him, and the two don't even have the courage to resist.

"Brother Fan, there is a target approaching you at high speed!"

Before Ling Tong finished speaking, Jiang Fan already felt the monstrous evil spirit coming from behind him.

Boom!

Jiang Fan didn't turn his head back, his body was surrounded by endless lightning, and his eyes shot out bursts of golden thunder!
The two extremely powerful energies bombarded together, and in an instant, a loud noise erupted in this area, shaking the void!

Zhongsu was shaken seven steps away, and was caught by the fierce spirit he summoned, before he barely stabilized his figure.

But at this moment, his complexion is very ugly.

He was humiliated.

Yes, he was humiliated by the man in front of him.

Zhong Su received a distress signal from his friend and rushed over immediately.

When you find that your friend is killed, use the famous stunt to attack with thousands of spiders and palms.

however.

The man caught him with a palm from behind!
Use the back!

What arrogance!
It's a blatant humiliation.

"Damn things!"

Zhongsu was extremely angry, and with a long howl, he completely aroused his own strength.

"The spirit is possessed!"

Zhongsu formed a seal with his hands, and the fierce light appeared in the eyes of the high-grade fierce spirit behind him, pouring into his body frantically from behind.

Constantly strengthening his body, his bones, and his skin began to deteriorate slowly.

Strips of blood-red marks spread from the heart to the whole body.

Only by continuously strengthening the body can one rely on the body to use those moves that destroy the world.

When cultivated to the extreme, the body is the most powerful magic weapon, capable of shaking the heavens and the earth.

The more advanced the alien, the more he understands this.

At this moment, Zhongsu was like a demon god descending, and he was dyed red all by himself.

Jiang Fan finally turned around.

There was a smile on Zhongsu's face, and he even had a sense of pride in being recognized by the strong.

If he can kill this strong man and refine his soul, his strength will be upgraded to a higher level, and he may even hit the legendary ninth rank!
Thinking of this, Zhong Su couldn't wait.

I saw him jumping high, as if he had merged with this boundless night of blood.

Zhongsu slammed out a palm, and blood-colored evil energy surged out, as if the sky had fallen.

The entire blood-colored night sky pressed towards Jiang Fangai.

"Yes, it seems that this guy can get a lot of experience points."

Jiang Fan muttered inwardly, the golden thunder light was accumulating in his right fist.

Blast out with a simple punch.

The aura of the whole earth seemed to be emptied, and in an instant, the world was turned upside down, and the universe collapsed!
The golden thunder resounded even more throughout the sky!

The lower half of Zhongsu's body was destroyed, and the evil energy in his body was emptied by this peerless 'magic skill', and he fell to the ground like a deflated ball.

Black blood was flowing, and his breath was unstable.

"What's your move?"

Zhong Su said this sentence, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Could this be some legendary supernatural power?

Zhong Su even felt that he was not at a loss for being able to die under this kind of move that reaches the sky and destroys the earth.

There was even a gratified smile on his face, which was not bad as his hymn for entering the underworld.

Then Jiang Fan's answer made his smile freeze instantly.

"A normal punch."

(End of this chapter)