Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Chapter 278: Destroying the Snake Spirit Cult

“Not in Yunmeng Forest.”

In the martial arts training room, Chen Feng put down his phone and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the prey would dare to leave the safe zone.

However, he was also confused.

The other party had stayed in the secret ruins at the beginning, probably because he guessed that the inverted pyramid might undergo some abnormal changes.

This often represents some unknown opportunities, such as the essence of some discovered super-ancient creatures, or other high-level resources.

But now, the other party actually left before the change.

"Why?"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, but did not delve into it further.

No matter what her purpose was, there was only one thing she had to do.

Waiting for the Black Crystal Group to agree to cooperate and track down the exact location.

Then, erase the cause and effect.

Having made up his mind, he then ended his attempt to use Cyborg's effects.

Open the door and come to the corridor.

There were figures in training room clothes walking around on the second floor. They were coaches of some core classes, most of whom were core disciples of the school.

Most of the students were receiving instruction and guidance in their respective training rooms, practicing standing postures and boxing.

Some people also exercise in the lobby on the first floor, or go to the small arena to compete.

This new martial arts hall occupies a much larger area than the previous ones, with a lot of space on the upper and lower floors.

Chen Feng took a quick glance and then saw several familiar figures.

The second true disciple Zhang Guiyuan with a broken arm, and Zhao Tingxiao in a blue sportswear.

At this moment, Zhao Jushan was receiving two people in the quiet room and pouring tea for each of them.

After learning the purpose of the visit, he was a little confused and said, "Junior Brother Chen is still in seclusion, no one can disturb him."

"Please wait a little longer."

After he finished speaking, Zhao Tingxiao felt a little confused.

"Brother, your retreats seem to be getting more frequent recently, huh?"

He remembered that the other party rarely did this before.

"It's different."

Shaking his head, Zhang Guiyuan, who was standing next to him, had gray-black hair and was wearing a simple green robe with jade patterns.

He picked up the teacup on the table with his remaining right arm and said with emotion: "Junior Brother Chen has surpassed the Grandmaster and achieved the pinnacle."

“When the road comes to an end, retreat may be to find the way to the future.”

"Otherwise, where did the flame skills that you and I have practiced come from?"

Zhao Tingxiao felt relieved after hearing this, and Zhao Jushan nodded in agreement.

I just want to respond, the next second.

click!
The door opened, and a young man in a black windbreaker appeared in sight, with a disciple beside him respectfully opening the door.

"Brother!"

Zhao Tingxiao was stunned at first, and then exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Jushan next to him came to his senses, and Zhang Guiyuan also stood up solemnly.

He nodded in response one by one, and a gleam of light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.

He felt the breath of the fire life seed.

Although it was faint, it was obvious that the three of them had successfully visualized and mastered the Holy Flame Awakening Method.

And
Looking at the second true disciple Zhang Guiyuan, he had suffered severe injuries from a broken arm, his hair was gray and his wrinkles were deepened.

But now, his hair has turned gray and black, his face is rosy, and his energy and blood are full.

If it weren't for the empty left sleeve that proved his past, no one would have imagined that he had suffered the serious injury of a broken arm.

"Really?" Chen Feng asked with a smile.

"Yes! Thanks to Junior Brother Chen for creating the Holy Flame Technique."

Zhang Guiyuan nodded heavily and sighed, "This method is very compatible with the Heavenly Flame Technique. On the night when the Holy Flame Visualization was successful, I felt a hint of opportunity."

"After several days of hard work and the addition of secret medicine to protect my body, I finally managed to break through to the realm of true meaning."

Although he was not too excited, his expression was still somewhat melancholy and complicated.

I once thought that I would never be able to reach the realm of true meaning again.

But unexpectedly, what was lost came back quietly.

The word "fate" is really unpredictable.

Chen Feng nodded slightly after hearing this, and he probably understood the situation.

The effect of the Holy Flame Awakening Technique is not as exaggerated as it seems. There is actually an important reason why the opponent was able to break through so quickly.

Before the Flying Dragon Flow incident, the opponent had already reached the peak of entry strength and even touched the threshold of true meaning.

Later, even after his arm was broken, he did not give up. It was just that due to his damaged body, it was difficult to open up his meridians and internal circulation, so he was unable to take the crucial step of outward visualization.

The Holy Flame Awakening Method can strengthen the body and strengthen the tendons and bones. The life seed itself can also increase strength, which just happened to help him overcome this difficulty.

Without further explanation, Chen Feng then looked at Zhao Tingxiao and the other person.

The breath is mellow and the strength is deep red, almost red.

"It looks like it won't be long before you two break through to the true meaning."

Nodding, Chen Feng felt that his choice was indeed correct.

The visualization of Holy Flame is extremely compatible with the power of Heavenly Flame. This may be the future direction of Heavenly Flame Kung Fu.

Zhao Tingxiao and the other person didn't know what he was thinking, but they just smiled and nodded, looking at each other with expectation of a breakthrough.

"By the way, Master said he's going into seclusion."

He remembered the instructions before going down the mountain, and Chen Feng nodded.

This was within his expectations, and everything was moving in a better direction.

Then, he planned to give the two of them some pointers.

But soon.

Buzz!

The phone vibrates.

A screen note appeared in my perception, and the three words "Chu Shihong" came into my mind.

After the call was connected, Chen Feng finally looked at the three people in front of him.

"Together?"

Whoosh! !

A few minutes later, a flying vehicle took off from outside Yanwu Hall.

The holographic projection of the suspended street was penetrated at once, and virtuality and reality seemed to overlap for a moment.

Zhao Tingxiao and the other two changed into their specially made combat uniforms one after another. Chen Feng sat in the cabin as usual, wearing a black windbreaker, looking at the other four people.

"How's it going?"

The purpose of this trip was very simple, the evil god church's lair in Luohe City was finally discovered.

And because of his previous request at the Municipal Federation Meeting, he needed to personally harvest some power of the evil god, so the combat team asked him to go together just in case.

"Reporting to Councillor Chen, we have locked down the location of the Snake Spirit Cult!"

Four mechanical warriors wearing black combat uniforms traveled with the cyborgs, both men and women, most of whom were at the Silver Steel level.

The speaker was a middle-aged man named Peng Gang.

He is one of the few ordinary diamond-level cyborgs who were recently approved by the Provincial Federation for resources due to the construction of a new city in Nanjiang.

It is affiliated to the Municipal Federation and is under the command of Chu Shihong.

"Four days ago, after your reminder, we discovered traces of the Snake Spirit Cult in the northern district of Luohe City."

"After an overnight investigation, we determined that the Snake Spirit Cult's hiding place was near the suburban border of Sura, in an abandoned old site called Jianxin Steel Plant."

Peng Gang had an ordinary face, except for his crew cut, and looked quite masculine. As he spoke, the other three people around him were helping Zhao Tingxiao and the others to organize their clothes and guns. At the same time, a virtual light screen was clicked on and floated in the air.

The three-dimensional map unfolded, and an abandoned steel plant appeared on the outskirts of Luo River, near the border between Sura and Luo.

"How strong is this group of people?" Chen Feng asked after taking a look at the map.

"Based on the energy reaction instrument and some interrogation results, we estimate that there should be a mid-level messenger among this group of evil followers."

Peng Gang said seriously with a serious expression.

The middle messenger level, in other words, is the fourth-order ordinary diamond level, corresponding to the first level of martial arts grandmaster.

Chen Feng nodded calmly, but his interest had faded a lot.

Unknowingly, he had reached a height that even the Grandmaster could not reach.

Some forces and enemies that were once considered powerful have gradually been reduced to small mountains, or even sandbags that can be smashed with a single punch.

Without asking any more questions, he sat down on the leather chair by the window, seemingly looking through the combat information sent by Peng Gang.

In fact, the shared line of sight had already been connected, and the small white-gray stone statue No. 1 appeared.

What meets the eye is a wilderness with green trees.

Messy weeds grew everywhere, and insects, ants, and small snakes were crawling on the grass and trees to keep watch.

Amidst the hissing sound, a flat open space appeared in the center of the green forest.

Cracked concrete walls with creepers and vines growing on them, rusty guardrails and wire meshes entangled with thorns.

A series of gray and black steel shed buildings stand in the middle, including warehouses and production workshops, and various discarded gasoline barrels, hemp ropes, and wooden boxes can be seen everywhere.

There were also a dozen bags of expired cement piled in a corner of the warehouse, and next to it was a scrapped pickup truck with its hood open.

Everything was captured by the white-gray stone eye in the corner of the woods. The little stone statue hid in the shadows and no longer flew around at will.

The Snake Spirit Cult has strange methods and is good at controlling snakes and insects.

Any slight disturbance will be detected as abnormal.

Hiss!

Suddenly, the snake sound rang again.

Dozens of colorful snakes meandered from under the green trees towards the abandoned factory.

Soon, a black-robed figure appeared in the abandoned factory, and dozens of colorful snakes crawled along his ankles and onto his palms.

He seemed to understand something from the hissing sound.

After looking around cautiously again, he waved away the thin snake and walked into the warehouse.

"Lord Leah, nothing unusual was found outside."

He said respectfully, looking up, he could see that the interior of this huge warehouse was covered with dust and iron filings.

Seven or eight people wearing the same black robes were scattered around. More than a dozen young men and women were tied up with hemp ropes, their mouths sealed with black tape, and they were huddled in a corner of the dark and dirty warehouse with fear on their faces.

A hooded serpentine figure stood in the center with his back to the other.

There was a square blood pool about seven or eight meters in size, surrounded by a huge snake-like pattern that looked like a ring, emitting a huge fishy smell.

Gurgling sounds were heard from time to time, and dense blood-red bubbles appeared on the surface.

"Ah."

The hooded messenger standing with his back to the target hummed in a low voice, and seemed to be closing his eyes, sensing something.

The black-robed man who came to report was a little worried and couldn't help but say, "Lord Leah, we lost contact at the sentry post in the north district. Do you think something went wrong?"

"All dead."

The hooded messenger responded indifferently without even turning his head.

The black-robed man's face froze, and then he thought of something, feeling anxious and worried.

"The Snake Spirit Ritual has reached the most critical moment. Do you think we can leave?"

The indifferent and cold voice sounded again, and the hooded messenger seemed to know what he was thinking.

The black-robed man's expression froze, and then he thought of the plan for this trip.

The force in Nanjiang City at that time was just one step away from awakening the snake spirit and bringing it down.

Although the plan failed later, some key things were left behind.

So much time has passed, and we have to avoid the person who is at the peak of martial arts in Nanjiang.

This is the best location they have chosen and it is also their last chance.

If you leave
"continue."

The Hooded Messenger interrupted his thoughts.

The triangular face covered with snake scales was expressionless, and the pupils were almost as cold as a snake.

The gurgling sound in the blood pool became stronger and stronger, and blood-colored bubbles kept rising and bursting.

It seemed as if some creature was about to revive, causing the blood pool to boil.

Seeing this scene, the other men in black robes did not dare to delay any longer. They all walked to the corners, coldly dragged over those people from Luohe City who were struggling, crying, and full of fear, and threw them into the blood pool one by one.

It seemed as if there was some kind of sticky force intervening. Those who fell into it struggled but could only keep sinking, watching in horror as their bodies were gradually submerged in blood.

I couldn't make even a sound. I gradually felt suffocated, and my nostrils were filled with a disgusting stench and trembling fear.

Watching all this indifferently, black light emanated from the hooded messenger's body. He tightly grasped a snake-shaped scepter, his lips moving up and down, as if he was presiding over some kind of ceremony and praying continuously.

"The great winged serpent king, the seven angels under the serpent god's throne!"

"Nourish the body with mortal flesh, and bring down the spirit with mortal fear"

Gum!Gum!Gum!

As the prayers grew louder, the water in the pool of blood boiled more and more.

Most of the humans thrown into it sank, their faces filled with fear, as if they were being swallowed by some giant beast and were about to be completely submerged in its stomach and digested into dregs.

"The great king of winged snakes!"

"This world is filthy, and we need you to purify it!"

"Humans are stupid and ignorant. They need your holy light to enlighten them and let them know the name of the Serpent God!"

The voice grew louder and louder, and the gloomy hooded messenger spoke passionately, with a hint of fanaticism in his tone.

The other black-robed men around also stopped their actions temporarily, joined in the prayer, and repeated the words.

"The great king of winged snakes!"

"I am your devout believer, Leah!!"

"The world is ignorant and dull, please come to this world and spread the holy

boom! !

Missiles broke through the air and bombarded wildly.

A huge hole was blown in the roof of the steel shed warehouse, almost overturning it.

The entire abandoned factory was shaking, and all the members of the Snake Spirit Cult were stunned.

Looking up, there were continuous whizzing sounds of breaking through the air, and there were violent missiles that continued to break through the air and bombarded.

There were also silver shuttles that landed near the blood pool, erupting with magnetic fields and forming round shields, forcibly protecting the hostages who were about to sink.

"Damn!!"

Boom boom boom! ! !
Explosions sounded continuously, and several ordinary believers exploded on the spot, with blood splattering in the air.

The torn pieces of the black robe flew everywhere, and the faces of the other black-robed people hiding near the warehouse changed drastically.

But before they could come to their senses, they saw aircraft and flying cars coming rapidly in the air.

The disc muzzle turned out, and at the same time, the mechanical weapons and cyborgs riding on single-person flying vehicles swooped down and landed.

Bang bang bang bang bang! !

Amid the sound of dense bullets, snakes and pythons roared and exploded.

The rampaging modified humans were unstoppable, piercing through steel plates, collapsing factory sheds, and turning the black-robed cultists along the way into a pool of rotten flesh.

A few powerful divine servants and lower-level messengers barely managed to resist the attack, but soon a flying shuttle broke through the air and suppressed them.

Looking at this scene indifferently, dozens of flying cars surrounded several aircraft in the sky.

Especially the one in the middle, its hatch was opened at some point.

A young man in a black windbreaker fluttered in the air.

(End of this chapter)