Devil Seeds

Chapter 48 – With A Bang, It Was All Slag!

Chapter 48 With a bang, everything becomes scum!

Yin Feiyang’s words were unanimously approved by all righteous disciples.

Although there has never been a lack of hypocrites in the righteous way, there are also many generous and elegiac people who truly advocate justice, morality, rules, and creeds.

It is also like in the way of magic, although there are also people with temperament, but more of them are **** executioners and crazy people who exterminate human relations.

Neither party should blur the labels and boundaries of the topic due to individual ‘errors’.

The reason why demons are demons is because their forms are **** and cruel. Advocating absolute freedom and freedom is to obliterate the living rights and space of others.

The reason why the right way is right is also because they have the bottom line and integrity, and they do something and don’t do it.

“You still want to cause damage? If the two ways of righteousness and demons fight together in my world, how can I harvest leeks? The leeks are killing each other and cutting each other! I will cause you some trouble!” Ke Xiaoliang’s heart moved, and he waved his palm .

In an instant, the mountain where the cave was located began to vibrate violently.

Outside the small safe house, there seemed to be the frenzied roar of some kind of terrifying monster.

Then the cave collapsed, and boulders fell and blocked the entrance of the cave.

The eight righteous people were all buried in the mountainside.

Unless Yin Feiyang breaks the seal and tears the top of the mountain with unparalleled sword energy, they will only be trapped in the cave, unable to do anything for the time being.

Compared to these eight orthodox monks, Ke Xiaoliang still values the hundreds of demonic monks in the small town on the other side.

That’s the big head.

As for the eight orthodox monks, and the two who have been kicked out ahead of time…they are all seeds, the seeds to spread more ‘tokens’ and provide more excellent ‘leeks’.

At this moment, despite the intense noise outside, the people in the cave continued to read the notebook.

It’s just the next content in the notebook, it can be said that Chen Shan is lacking.

Mostly, the protagonist is describing himself, how to obtain materials, how to find a shelter, how he happened to be lucky to avoid a nuclear bomb explosion, and what happened to the people he met while fleeing all the way.

The collapse of the doomsday, and the trials and challenges that human nature encountered in this special period are all clearly recorded and written in detail in his notes.

Although it can be regarded as ups and downs, it has nothing to do with the “main line” of the world after all. Although Yin Feiyang and others are emotional about their fate, they have no more touches.

Compared to the rough fate of the owner of this notebook, they have seen…even experienced a rougher life.

In most people’s own world, everyone thinks that they are an extremely wonderful book, with endless stories to write and endless topics to talk about. But from the perspective of others, those tribulations, pains, anger, resentment… are all just that.

The sorrows and joys of human beings are not interlinked.

At this moment in the small town, most of the disciples of the Demon Sect were immersed in the ‘beautiful’ deliberately created by Ke Xiaoliang.

Abundant food, peaceful and beautiful town, warm, real and generous people, bonfire dance at night, carnival parties in town bars….

and rich entertainment items originating from modern society.

All these made a large number of Mozong disciples linger and forget to return.

At the same time, the ‘nuclear bomb’ formula they were looking for was also being continuously improved and completed. But it made them more and more puzzled and puzzled.

Unable to practice, unable to use spells, no need to collect magic points, no background of the demon sect, and no forced ‘pressure’ in the world, many disciples of the demon sect chose to let go of their former ‘self’ and restore to a more Comfortable, normal condition.

Nobody likes to live in blood forever except the real madmen.

Especially when creating **** cases indiscriminately will not bring any benefits at all….

Of course, there are also some real lunatics, they still go their own way and maintain the characteristics of the Demon Sect.

They deceive trust, create killings, create tragedies and terror, purely for the pleasure of killing.

Compared to those disciples of the Demon Sect who are immersed in the temporary ordinary, they are more ‘smug’. They enjoy killing and madness, and even forget their original purpose.

Song Qingwen was wearing a black-gray plaid shirt and denim overalls, top-layer cowhide leather shoes on his feet, his hair was combed into a big back, shiny and shiny, and there were big glasses frames hanging on his face.

At the lively family-style party, he hugged his laptop with a helpless expression on his face.

If it wasn’t for the strong demands of that little girl’s father, Hanks, the host of his host family, who even threatened to deprive him of the right to use the computer, he would never have come to such a boring party.

He still has a lot to learn.

The more he understands, the more he is attracted by the rich and diverse civilizations of this world.

Brilliant technology and a civilization different from cultivation made Song Qingwen jump out of the well and see more possibilities.

At this time, Song Qingwen had even broken free from the shackles of some demon sect thoughts, and began to think more about the world, about practice, about the inner meaning of the sect and the philosophical principles contained in it.

He was limped by what Ke Xiaoliang deliberately guided and instilled in him.

Ke Xiaoliang didn’t want to reform the boss of the Demon Sect and turn him into a gentleman.

This is meaningless to Ke Xiaoliang himself.

Ke Xiaoliang just wanted to make Song Qingwen, the number one player of “Dihua”, more competent and caring through this disguised way of ‘infecting’.

The chaos, madness and disorder of the disciples of the Demon Sect caused Ke Xiaoliang some headaches, so it was necessary for an existence like Song Qingwen to come forward, organize and help restrain one or two.

It also avoids wasting magic points in many unimportant places every time the world is opened.

Sing!

Dance!

Men and women flirt with each other.

Looking at each other, they immediately find an empty room, balcony, toilet, swimming pool, or grove to have some hormonal outburst competitions.

The free and dissolute temperament is in line with the definition and orientation of some Mozong disciples on life.

In this lively and jubilant atmosphere, the changes came abruptly and naturally.

Feng Yuzhang stood beside the girl, counting the passage of time in his heart.

He is miserable.

He is providing Ke Xiaoliang with considerable magic value almost every second.

When the disaster struck, he was one of the first Mozong disciples to react.

The ground began to tremble violently.

Someone started to exclaim.

Someone started running wildly.

At the end of the line of sight, there seemed to be a red light that was spreading rapidly.

Then came the loud noise that could not be concealed.

Boom!

Everything is collapsing, everything is destroyed before the scorching shock wave.

Everything withers, the world is shattered.

All the things that looked good were destroyed by unscrupulous energy.

One after another, the disciples of the Demon Sect were thrown out of what they thought was the ‘past’ time and space, and returned to that dilapidated, gloomy, gloomy uninhabited town.

The strong visual contrast and strong sensory conflict made almost all of them lose their minds, and provided Ke Xiaoliang with a lot of magical value.

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang’s magical value began to bravely set new highs.

It turned out to be a step towards a million magic points.

(end of this chapter)