Chapter 2078
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No matter the undead skill or the yin-yang skill, it's just that the specific application methods are different. When calculated carefully, they should all be of the same origin.
Just like Yin merchants, they are not limited to China.
With the continuous improvement of cultivation and experience, I feel more and more that the responsibility I shoulder is enormous!
At the beginning, I was only concerned about Yin Xinyue, Li Mazi, fan fan fan, the people closest to me.
The Siberian party, knowing the existence of the people, I am ashamed of my selfishness and shortsightedness!
But after seeing the action of the white crane Taoist priest and the great justice of the elder generation to die, his vision and mind widened again.
I want to protect Yin Xinyue and fan fan fan, because I am the husband, I am the father, this is my bounden duty!
I must not let the eight parties sacrifice in vain. I must fulfill my mission, because I am their expectation.
I can't watch innocent people being harmed by sorcery and indifferent, because I'm a Yin merchant, and this is my responsibility.
Now, I've come to a deeper level again!
What is the Lord of all souls?
Are the common people other than China the living creatures of the world?
Their lives, I can watch the indifferent horse?
Someone is using such cruel and deceitful mean means to instigate them to kill each other, and endlessly bring innocent people into this infernal vortex. I really want to treat it as nothing, nothing to see?
This is imzai!
From the teacher's perspective, he and I belong to the same school. Although they are learning two different kinds of magic, as the current leader of nine pylorus, I naturally want to clean up the door and return justice to the world.
From the aspect of gratitude and hatred, it was the black hawk who killed the grey dove. Then I will kill him! Naturally, it includes the more vicious and vicious apprentice.
Morally speaking, I'm a Yin merchant. No matter where I live or where I live, I'm responsible for doing things for heaven!
Even if the above three, are some ethereal, or even false air.
But so far, my most determined mission and responsibility is to kill longqingqiu and Longquan Mountain Villa.
In order to achieve this goal, I must constantly improve my accomplishments and strive to become stronger!
I really feel that my current cultivation has reached a bottleneck period, and it is difficult to go further.
The only way is to constantly find the strong enemy and defeat them!
There is no doubt that imzai is the best target.
In any way, the old man must die!
I rearranged my thoughts and the charm and sundries I carried with me. I turned to look at the little nigger who loved shoes like life. I lowered my body to clean both shoes for him. Then I closed my eyes for him, and walked towards the square hall at the end of the corridor.
I was just about to enter the hall when I heard a hoarse and difficult voice.
The sound of the earthquake reverberated in the corridor, cold and terrifying, but also with an unquestionable majesty!
Bang!
The sound seemed to break through some barriers and expand further, disappearing at the end of the corridor.
I paused and went straight in.
Hearing my footsteps, everyone inside turned around in surprise.
When I left Dreamcast, I felt that the positions of those people had changed. It was likely that something happened. But at that time, the power of backfire was extremely painful, and then I killed the terrorists. I fought against the black ghost who loved shoes like life. I didn't have time to think about anything.
At this time, Lin Zhenbang broke an arm and leaned against the wall feebly. All the blood was dripping all over the floor and it was spilling all the way to the high bridge of nose with a cowboy hat askew. The cut of the broken arm was neat, and Lin Zhenbang's glasses fell to the ground.
Obviously, he did it.
However, the guy with the heavy machine gun also broke an arm, both of them were left hands, and the incision was smooth.
The only difference is that the guy is still standing upright, no matter physically or mentally, it seems that he has not been affected at all, but the heavy machine gun has been cut in two, and the incision is still neat.
The three sacrifices formed a triangle formation.
The cross is in front, the three pronged fork and the scythe are left and right. This formation has both attack and defense. It's hard to say. Are they going to attack or defend?
Around them were scattered a yellow, distorted bullet, and a half meter wide trench on the ground.
The two guys dressed as Arabs hid behind imzai, their faces were pale and some were not very good-looking.
Lei Haotian and the high bridge of nose with cowboy hat standing in front of him, staring at the three sacrifices on the opposite side nervously.Lei Haotian's clothes on his left side are broken, showing his fat body. The surface of the cowboy hat seems to be nothing, but his left hand is shaking, and drops of blood are falling.
And the little old man, who I had seen very well before, had already disappeared.
The old man was even more frightened to shrink in the corner, holding his shoulders, shivering all over.
I don't know what happened just now!
In the field, only imzai did not move or even lift his eyelids, as if it were a stone statue.
As I scanned the crowd, I strode forward.
These people look at me strangely, too.
At first, I thought I was just a little soldier who came to report something, but then I found that my eyes and steps were firm and extraordinary, and I was confused.
The machine gun broke, and the man with only half his arm shouted something at me.
Although I didn't understand it, I probably knew that it should be a reprimand like getting out.
Naturally, I didn't pay attention to it. I continued to stride forward!
Seeing that I didn't obey the order, the guy got angry at once. Maybe he was cut off and had no place to vent. He rushed out and hit me in the face with an iron fist.
Although he broke an arm, but regardless of the speed or strength are extremely amazing, ordinary people absolutely can't hide, even can't bear this blow!
If you are an ordinary person, you will surely have to spend the rest of your life in a hospital bed if you don't get killed by him.
Don't ask the black and white. It's no wonder I'm so vicious when I give it a shot!
I continued to walk forward, throwing out the invisible needle.
Like a bullet, from his eyebrows into the heart, and then the big round head like a watermelon bloom!
Bang, the flesh splashed.
The guy broke his head, and his body, like a meat roller, continued to rush forward, following the inertia.
Boom! Another cracker flicked out.
That guy's body with more than 200 Jin was immediately smashed by the explosion, and the scattered blood and meat flew all over the sky!
I didn't stop for half a step, and walked straight through the blood rain.
Until then, people finally understand that this seemingly small soldier is not good at coming!
Lei Haotian's eyes were very sharp. At one glance, he saw that what I had just used to blow up the corpse was a charm, which should be a move only used by the East. He asked in a moment, half surprised and half doubted, "who are you?"
"Nine pylorus Lord, Zhang Jiulin!" I put my hands on my back and stood proudly in front of the crowd.
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No matter the undead skill or the yin-yang skill, it's just that the specific application methods are different. When calculated carefully, they should all be of the same origin.
Just like Yin merchants, they are not limited to China.
With the continuous improvement of cultivation and experience, I feel more and more that the responsibility I shoulder is enormous!
At the beginning, I was only concerned about Yin Xinyue, Li Mazi, fan fan fan, the people closest to me.
The Siberian party, knowing the existence of the people, I am ashamed of my selfishness and shortsightedness!
But after seeing the action of the white crane Taoist priest and the great justice of the elder generation to die, his vision and mind widened again.
I want to protect Yin Xinyue and fan fan fan, because I am the husband, I am the father, this is my bounden duty!
I must not let the eight parties sacrifice in vain. I must fulfill my mission, because I am their expectation.
I can't watch innocent people being harmed by sorcery and indifferent, because I'm a Yin merchant, and this is my responsibility.
Now, I've come to a deeper level again!
What is the Lord of all souls?
Are the common people other than China the living creatures of the world?
Their lives, I can watch the indifferent horse?
Someone is using such cruel and deceitful mean means to instigate them to kill each other, and endlessly bring innocent people into this infernal vortex. I really want to treat it as nothing, nothing to see?
This is imzai!
From the teacher's perspective, he and I belong to the same school. Although they are learning two different kinds of magic, as the current leader of nine pylorus, I naturally want to clean up the door and return justice to the world.
From the aspect of gratitude and hatred, it was the black hawk who killed the grey dove. Then I will kill him! Naturally, it includes the more vicious and vicious apprentice.
Morally speaking, I'm a Yin merchant. No matter where I live or where I live, I'm responsible for doing things for heaven!
Even if the above three, are some ethereal, or even false air.
But so far, my most determined mission and responsibility is to kill longqingqiu and Longquan Mountain Villa.
In order to achieve this goal, I must constantly improve my accomplishments and strive to become stronger!
I really feel that my current cultivation has reached a bottleneck period, and it is difficult to go further.
The only way is to constantly find the strong enemy and defeat them!
There is no doubt that imzai is the best target.
In any way, the old man must die!
I rearranged my thoughts and the charm and sundries I carried with me. I turned to look at the little nigger who loved shoes like life. I lowered my body to clean both shoes for him. Then I closed my eyes for him, and walked towards the square hall at the end of the corridor.
I was just about to enter the hall when I heard a hoarse and difficult voice.
The sound of the earthquake reverberated in the corridor, cold and terrifying, but also with an unquestionable majesty!
Bang!
The sound seemed to break through some barriers and expand further, disappearing at the end of the corridor.
I paused and went straight in.
Hearing my footsteps, everyone inside turned around in surprise.
When I left Dreamcast, I felt that the positions of those people had changed. It was likely that something happened. But at that time, the power of backfire was extremely painful, and then I killed the terrorists. I fought against the black ghost who loved shoes like life. I didn't have time to think about anything.
At this time, Lin Zhenbang broke an arm and leaned against the wall feebly. All the blood was dripping all over the floor and it was spilling all the way to the high bridge of nose with a cowboy hat askew. The cut of the broken arm was neat, and Lin Zhenbang's glasses fell to the ground.
Obviously, he did it.
However, the guy with the heavy machine gun also broke an arm, both of them were left hands, and the incision was smooth.
The only difference is that the guy is still standing upright, no matter physically or mentally, it seems that he has not been affected at all, but the heavy machine gun has been cut in two, and the incision is still neat.
The three sacrifices formed a triangle formation.
The cross is in front, the three pronged fork and the scythe are left and right. This formation has both attack and defense. It's hard to say. Are they going to attack or defend?
Around them were scattered a yellow, distorted bullet, and a half meter wide trench on the ground.
The two guys dressed as Arabs hid behind imzai, their faces were pale and some were not very good-looking.
Lei Haotian and the high bridge of nose with cowboy hat standing in front of him, staring at the three sacrifices on the opposite side nervously.Lei Haotian's clothes on his left side are broken, showing his fat body. The surface of the cowboy hat seems to be nothing, but his left hand is shaking, and drops of blood are falling.
And the little old man, who I had seen very well before, had already disappeared.
The old man was even more frightened to shrink in the corner, holding his shoulders, shivering all over.
I don't know what happened just now!
In the field, only imzai did not move or even lift his eyelids, as if it were a stone statue.
As I scanned the crowd, I strode forward.
These people look at me strangely, too.
At first, I thought I was just a little soldier who came to report something, but then I found that my eyes and steps were firm and extraordinary, and I was confused.
The machine gun broke, and the man with only half his arm shouted something at me.
Although I didn't understand it, I probably knew that it should be a reprimand like getting out.
Naturally, I didn't pay attention to it. I continued to stride forward!
Seeing that I didn't obey the order, the guy got angry at once. Maybe he was cut off and had no place to vent. He rushed out and hit me in the face with an iron fist.
Although he broke an arm, but regardless of the speed or strength are extremely amazing, ordinary people absolutely can't hide, even can't bear this blow!
If you are an ordinary person, you will surely have to spend the rest of your life in a hospital bed if you don't get killed by him.
Don't ask the black and white. It's no wonder I'm so vicious when I give it a shot!
I continued to walk forward, throwing out the invisible needle.
Like a bullet, from his eyebrows into the heart, and then the big round head like a watermelon bloom!
Bang, the flesh splashed.
The guy broke his head, and his body, like a meat roller, continued to rush forward, following the inertia.
Boom! Another cracker flicked out.
That guy's body with more than 200 Jin was immediately smashed by the explosion, and the scattered blood and meat flew all over the sky!
I didn't stop for half a step, and walked straight through the blood rain.
Until then, people finally understand that this seemingly small soldier is not good at coming!
Lei Haotian's eyes were very sharp. At one glance, he saw that what I had just used to blow up the corpse was a charm, which should be a move only used by the East. He asked in a moment, half surprised and half doubted, "who are you?"
"Nine pylorus Lord, Zhang Jiulin!" I put my hands on my back and stood proudly in front of the crowd.
No matter the undead skill or the yin-yang skill, it's just that the specific application methods are different. When calculated carefully, they should all be of the same origin. Just like Yin merchants, they are not limited to China. With the continuous improvement of cultivation and experience, I feel more and more that the responsibility I shoulder is enormous! At the beginning, I was only concerned about Yin Xinyue, Li Mazi, fan fan fan, the people closest to me. The Siberian party, knowing the existence of the people, I am ashamed of my selfishness and shortsightedness! But after seeing the action of the white crane Taoist priest and the great justice of the elder generation to die, his vision and mind widened again. I want to protect Yin Xinyue and fan fan fan, because I am the husband, I am the father, this is my bounden duty! I must not let the eight parties sacrifice in vain. I must fulfill my mission, because I am their expectation. I can't watch innocent people being harmed by sorcery and indifferent, because I'm a Yin merchant, and this is my responsibility. Now, I've come to a deeper level again! What is the Lord of all souls? Are the common people other than China the living creatures of the world? Their lives, I can watch the indifferent horse? Someone is using such cruel and deceitful mean means to instigate them to kill each other, and endlessly bring innocent people into this infernal vortex. I really want to treat it as nothing, nothing to see? This is imzai! From the teacher's perspective, he and I belong to the same school. Although they are learning two different kinds of magic, as the current leader of nine pylorus, I naturally want to clean up the door and return justice to the world. From the aspect of gratitude and hatred, it was the black hawk who killed the grey dove. Then I will kill him! Naturally, it includes the more vicious and vicious apprentice. Morally speaking, I'm a Yin merchant. No matter where I live or where I live, I'm responsible for doing things for heaven! Even if the above three, are some ethereal, or even false air. But so far, my most determined mission and responsibility is to kill longqingqiu and Longquan Mountain Villa. In order to achieve this goal, I must constantly improve my accomplishments and strive to become stronger! I really feel that my current cultivation has reached a bottleneck period, and it is difficult to go further. The only way is to constantly find the strong enemy and defeat them! There is no doubt that imzai is the best target. In any way, the old man must die! I rearranged my thoughts and the charm and sundries I carried with me. I turned to look at the little nigger who loved shoes like life. I lowered my body to clean both shoes for him. Then I closed my eyes for him, and walked towards the square hall at the end of the corridor. I was just about to enter the hall when I heard a hoarse and difficult voice. The sound of the earthquake reverberated in the corridor, cold and terrifying, but also with an unquestionable majesty! Bang! The sound seemed to break through some barriers and expand further, disappearing at the end of the corridor. I paused and went straight in. Hearing my footsteps, everyone inside turned around in surprise. When I left Dreamcast, I felt that the positions of those people had changed. It was likely that something happened. But at that time, the power of backfire was extremely painful, and then I killed the terrorists. I fought against the black ghost who loved shoes like life. I didn't have time to think about anything. At this time, Lin Zhenbang broke an arm and leaned against the wall feebly. All the blood was dripping all over the floor and it was spilling all the way to the high bridge of nose with a cowboy hat askew. The cut of the broken arm was neat, and Lin Zhenbang's glasses fell to the ground. Obviously, he did it. However, the guy with the heavy machine gun also broke an arm, both of them were left hands, and the incision was smooth. The only difference is that the guy is still standing upright, no matter physically or mentally, it seems that he has not been affected at all, but the heavy machine gun has been cut in two, and the incision is still neat. The three sacrifices formed a triangle formation. The cross is in front, the three pronged fork and the scythe are left and right. This formation has both attack and defense. It's hard to say. Are they going to attack or defend? Around them were scattered a yellow, distorted bullet, and a half meter wide trench on the ground. The two guys dressed as Arabs hid behind imzai, their faces were pale and some were not very good-looking. Lei Haotian and the high bridge of nose with cowboy hat standing in front of him, staring at the three sacrifices on the opposite side nervously.Lei Haotian's clothes on his left side are broken, showing his fat body. The surface of the cowboy hat seems to be nothing, but his left hand is shaking, and drops of blood are falling. And the little old man, who I had seen very well before, had already disappeared. The old man was even more frightened to shrink in the corner, holding his shoulders, shivering all over. I don't know what happened just now! In the field, only imzai did not move or even lift his eyelids, as if it were a stone statue. As I scanned the crowd, I strode forward. These people look at me strangely, too. At first, I thought I was just a little soldier who came to report something, but then I found that my eyes and steps were firm and extraordinary, and I was confused. The machine gun broke, and the man with only half his arm shouted something at me. Although I didn't understand it, I probably knew that it should be a reprimand like getting out. Naturally, I didn't pay attention to it. I continued to stride forward! Seeing that I didn't obey the order, the guy got angry at once. Maybe he was cut off and had no place to vent. He rushed out and hit me in the face with an iron fist. Although he broke an arm, but regardless of the speed or strength are extremely amazing, ordinary people absolutely can't hide, even can't bear this blow! If you are an ordinary person, you will surely have to spend the rest of your life in a hospital bed if you don't get killed by him. Don't ask the black and white. It's no wonder I'm so vicious when I give it a shot! I continued to walk forward, throwing out the invisible needle. Like a bullet, from his eyebrows into the heart, and then the big round head like a watermelon bloom! Bang, the flesh splashed. The guy broke his head, and his body, like a meat roller, continued to rush forward, following the inertia. Boom! Another cracker flicked out. That guy's body with more than 200 Jin was immediately smashed by the explosion, and the scattered blood and meat flew all over the sky! I didn't stop for half a step, and walked straight through the blood rain. Until then, people finally understand that this seemingly small soldier is not good at coming! Lei Haotian's eyes were very sharp. At one glance, he saw that what I had just used to blow up the corpse was a charm, which should be a move only used by the East. He asked in a moment, half surprised and half doubted, "who are you?" "Nine pylorus Lord, Zhang Jiulin!" I put my hands on my back and stood proudly in front of the crowd.
