Chapter 341: Miraculous Skills
The ancient race was defeated step by step under the siege of the Sons of the New Era.

The two are simply not in the same league. In the past 240 years of American history, there are only less than 60 Level III demons in the known secret files who migrated from other continents or evolved after reproducing with local humans.

Apart from those who died of old age or disappeared, the number of active demon lords is extremely small, less than 20.

The United States is the birthplace of G1. After one and a half months of promotion, more than half of the hundreds of millions of people in the country have been transformed into Inhumans. The number of Level 3 awakeners is as high as 2000, and the number of Level 4 awakeners, who are the masterminds of rebellion in various continents, is as high as one hundred.

Behemoth's artificial intelligence life form used ruthless tactics again, sending the locations of many demons disguised as human elites, financial tycoons, and chaebol families to the mobile phones of a large number of level 3 and level 4 awakeners through the Internet.

He even sent out eight original apostles to clear out the demons in New York and surrounding cities like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Those Level II and Level III demons who had been social parasites for one or two hundred years were killed to the point of near despair in just a few days and fled the country.

Most of the demon corpses are recovered, dissected and analyzed by Behemoth, becoming the best material for creating biochemical warriors.

Behemoth's artificial intelligence life form has been closely monitoring the chaos in the country.

It is waiting for an opportunity. When the number of fallen continents reaches 70% and the old human regime is on the verge of collapse, it will be the best time for it to enter the game.

The 12 original apostles that it controlled with the super-brain chip were extremely powerful among the Level 4 awakeners, giving it the confidence to bury all resistance forces.

The situation in the countries of other continents is not optimistic either. At first, there were just a large number of cases of awakeners getting out of control. As time went on, the old human regime was like a cancerous organ, constantly declining and being attacked by various Level 4 awakeners who could no longer suppress their ambitions, showing a downward trend.

April is the most chaotic period for countries around the world, and the original peaceful world order is on the verge of collapse.

In the blink of an eye, it was early May, night, Chicago, USA.

In a corner of the ruins of the city, a four-winged, two-horned, ugly demon with a bear-like body was screaming in fear and miserably.

"Gurgling gurgling"

Its dark skin and fresh flesh kept disappearing as if being eaten by an invisible bloody mouth.

"what!!!"

"No!!"

"please"

The demon's limbs were entangled in black mist, as if falling into a swamp, unable to escape. Its soul was forcibly dragged out and turned into a residual image, which was chewed and absorbed by a burly shadow.

Of the two humans who hunted this Level II demon, one was old and skinny, and the other was pale all over, with his facial features gone, leaving only his torso and hands, looking weird and terrifying.

Their clothing was incompatible with the local clothing culture. They were obviously the elders of the Wang family who had crossed the sea and the mysterious evil cultivators who hated the Tianshi Mansion.

The demon's violent struggles became stiff and slow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wailing in its mouth stopped abruptly. Its flesh, blood and soul were completely plundered by the users of the Six Treasury Immortal Thieves and the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Techniques.

"Well, they are countless times stronger than those newly awakened aliens."

The faceless white monster exclaimed in delight, and his voice was chilling and cold.

He devoured the nearly 2-meter-long demon corpse in a hurry, refining it into the most refined life energy in his body to cleanse his internal organs.

The most accomplished Six Treasury Immortal Thief, Taotie Body.

It knows no fatigue, hunger or thirst, and even less pain, and has the means to devour everything.

Ren Liqian looked at the burly shadow standing beside his old friend. It was about ten feet tall, wearing tattered armor, with dark pupils and a strong aura of death. He couldn't help but ask with a smile:

"My friend, your last demon general is almost done, right?"

"We still need a few demon souls. At worst, 10 level 3 awakeners will do."

The old man of the Wang family had an iron mask embedded deep into his flesh and blood on his face, hiding his true appearance. His cold eyes were filled with greed and madness. When he spoke, his lips moved and black Qi flowed out.

The two were originally hunting demons and aliens in New York, but due to Behemoth's cleanup operation, the original apostles came in groups to carpet-sweep major blocks, so they had to leave temporarily.

After 52 days of feasting, high-quality demons and an inexhaustible supply of awakened beings, the two men's skills reached perfection.

Ren Liqian said with regret:
"Your foundation is not solid enough, and you are eager to advance quickly. Unfortunately, even though you have mastered the skill of summoning spirits and generals, you can only control three demon generals. If you could have more, it would be perfect."

He paused for a moment, the envy in his heart ready to burst out:
"Even if you take only a small portion of the awakened ones here, it will be enough for you to refine a hundred demon generals. With their help, you can flatten Longhu Mountain and kill your enemies with your bare hands."

However, the elder of the Wang family shook his head slightly:
"I am a merchant from my family, not good at cultivation. If it weren't for the misfortune in the year of Jiashen, I wouldn't have taken this path."

"My cousin who succeeded the head of the family detained the souls of all the elders and practiced together for more than 70 years, but he died suddenly in the desert. The cause of death is unknown. I have a strong premonition that it is related to the Tianshi Mansion. All the new and old grudges are here."

"You've been out for so long, I don't know what the situation is like back home, can you find out?"

Ren Liqian reminded.

He privately thought that with their current strength, they could attack Longhu Mountain at any time. The only thing that worried him was that if those stinky Taoist priests took the G1 potion and mutated, they would be difficult to deal with.

"Okay, then I'll ask since I have nothing to do tonight." After saying that, the elder of the Wang family took out a palm-sized piece of all-black Yin paper from his arms. The other half of the all-white Yang paper was carried and kept by the current head of the Wang family, Wang Qianyin.

"Zizzi"

As the old man used his fingers as a pen, a line of white, vivid handwriting was imprinted on the paper, splashing white smoke.

The Wang family’s ancestral method, the Divine Map, real-time communication is just one of its capabilities.

Even in modern times, in terms of convenience, it cannot compare with mobile phones and computers, but it is far more secure and private.

At the same time, across a distance of five or six thousand kilometers, Wang Qianyin felt an inexplicable throbbing in his chest and subconsciously took out the paper.

He lowered his eyes and saw that it was the elder who was asking about the information of the Tianshi Mansion. He picked up the pen and replied:

"The Kyushu Security Council will be established in the country to govern the emerging aliens in the country and to build the first alien school. It is expected to be completed in July. The company will be dissolved and reorganized to exist as a subsidiary department of the Security Council."

"The heads and leaders of each faction have received invitations to become new council members or to serve as staff members of the Security Council to assist them in pacifying the situation in various places."

"Zhang Zhiwei has become one of the three presidents. He has been running around with Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu. A group of elite members of the Tianshi Mansion have also gone down the mountain. Currently, the internal situation is empty."

The elder of the Wang family on the other side of the ocean received the message and couldn't help but frown. He folded the paper and put it away, then repeated the contents to Ren Liqian.

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The faceless white old ghost suddenly laughed heartily:

"This is a God-given opportunity. In just one or two months, Zhang Zhiwei is entangled in trivial matters. I am alone and I am not afraid of the threats behind me. Even if I die, it doesn't matter. But have you really thought it through?"

"Your Wang family's foundation is all in the country. If you touch the Tianshi Mansion, I'm afraid you will not be able to escape the reckoning, especially since his position in the Security Council is really high."

"Why should I be afraid?"

The Wang family elder sneered: "Destroy his lineage and kill all of them. Who can find out that it was you and me who did it?"

"I can go with you, but it's inconvenient to take action. The remaining Qi of the ghosts is too obvious. With your gluttonous body, it's easy for you to deal with the old, weak, sick and disabled."

"it is good."

Ren Liqian laughed out loud: "Then arrange it as soon as possible. I have some knowledge of Fenghou. It's not a very high level of attainment, but it won't be a problem for me to cover you and me for a perfect infiltration!!"

"It will only take five days. Once the last demon general is refined, you and I will return immediately."

The elder of the Wang family spoke in a voice as cold as ice, with murderous intent in his eyes.

July 5, night.

In Shu, Tang Tomb, inside a quiet cave, two huge magic arrays were silently operating. One was arranged at the entrance, forming a barrier to prevent Tang Sect disciples from accidentally entering and disturbing them; the other covered an area of ​​several feet in radius and was gradually becoming perfect under Xu Xin's practice.

Not far away, Zhou Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, his face solemn and gloomy, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

The comprehension of the Thirty-three was truly terrifying. After two months of instruction from him, he had actually cultivated Fenghou to the level of perfection. He was much stronger than his three fellow disciples who had been foolish for half their lives and could not get out of their inner state.

As for the reason behind this, Zhou Sheng speculated that Xu Xin was not a sorcerer and his obsession with Feng Hou was not that great.

In addition, this man had been imprisoned by the Tang Clan for more than seventy years. His spirit had been worn out, and he was in his twilight years. It was a miracle that he had desires at all. How could he be tripped up by desires?

However, what Zhou Sheng did not know was that all the disciples in the Tang Sect who were able to inherit Dan Shi had a clear understanding of themselves. They lived for death, and their character and concentration were extremely strong, so it was not difficult for them to pass the first level of Feng Hou.

Time passed slowly, and Xu Xin, who was practicing with his eyes closed, had his Qi becoming more and more ethereal, as if merging with all things in nature within the formation. His body began to become increasingly transparent, appearing and disappearing until a moment later, when it completely disappeared.

"Gai Gai's innate transformation will turn me into a king!?"

Zhou Sheng was horrified, as he could tell at a glance that Xu Xin was close to success, and he clenched his hands tightly, suppressing his murderous intent.

As he cried out in surprise, Xu Xin's figure reappeared with a "whoosh" and the small magic circle under his seat also dissipated with the wind.

"You are such a stingy miser. You are so reluctant to part with Feng Hou that you even want to kill her to silence her and get rid of her after she has done her job?"

"I advise you not to even think about it."

The slovenly and haggard old man exhaled a breath of foul air, opened his eyes, and stood up tremblingly, supporting his skin which was almost devoid of flesh and blood.

this moment.

Xu Xin felt unprecedentedly comfortable and clear-headed, with a miserly smile on his face.

Fenghou Qimen will indeed take Danshi to a higher level.

(End of this chapter)