Wang Zhenqiu's gliding speed is still very fast, not much different from the goshawk's speed when it dives.
The goshawk can float into the air by flapping its wings, and he also has his own methods to slow down the damage caused by falling. Although he just threw Sun Wukong's mask into the fire and burned it, he still has another mask.
Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altars of the Sea
Wang Zhenqiu covered his face with the Nezha mask, and innate Qi surged from his body. The innate Qi condensed two heads on both sides of his neck, and four arms behind his back, and each arm held the legendary Nezha's magic weapon, the Universe Circle, Hun Tian Ling, gold bricks, fire-tip spear...
It's a pity that these magic weapons are all made of condensed Qi. They are not like the set of equipment on Zeng Zijie. Each piece has magical powers. Otherwise, Wang Zhenqiu wouldn't have to run away and just touch Zeng Zijie on the spot. Just contain him and wait for reinforcements that can reach anywhere.
Hot wheels appeared under Wang Zhenqiu's feet. The two hot wheels gave Wang Zhenqiu extra power to float in the air. With the force of his feet, he was like the ladder cloud in martial arts. He could jump up out of thin air, or it could be said that he was like The double jump in the game,
Like a dragonfly touching water, Wang Zhenqiu finally landed smoothly after jumping twice to ease the momentum of his descent.
"Hmm~" Wang Zhenqiu hummed in disgust and dizziness, and covered his forehead with six hands at the same time.
This was the first time he borrowed Nezha's power. He was not used to this kind of 360-degree all-round vision, and his six hands were very unruly. When he moved his left hand, all the left hands started to move together, and the same was true for his right hand. Case.
His brain hardware does not support non-original extra plug-ins.
After closing his eyes to relieve the feeling of motion sickness and 3D dizziness, Wang Zhenqiu took off the mask on his face, and his innate energy returned to Wang Zhenqiu's body.
The pink flesh wings between his armpits squirmed and shrank into a jelly-like translucent pink cuboid. This cuboid was extremely elastic and bounced off Wang Zhenqiu's body tremblingly.
After landing, a human face appeared on one side of the pink jelly, and it stretched out its feet and hands, and replied to Wang Zhenqiu: "Can you stop causing trouble that you can't solve yourself? I still want to live a few more years."
"What's the point of being so old? Life should be colorful. That's life."
"There is a difference between colorful and troubled."
After spending a long time with Wang Zhenqiu, Pu Lingxing made a good comment: "What are you going to do now?"
"Of course he met up with the people from the southwest first. We were careless this time. We didn't expect that he had the ability to control the sky. This was beyond our expectations."
"However, after the reinforcements from the southwest arrived, he still lied, otherwise he would not have been so eager to shoot down the helicopter. That village may be very important to him."
"He has not been able to defeat the Liangshan shamans in Liangshan before, which has exposed his strength. I am not his opponent in a duel, but if we add the people from the southwest, it will be hard to say. When the people from the southwest join us, Let’s climb the mountain again!”
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Relying on the clairvoyance technique brought to him by the bronze mask, Zeng Zijie could clearly see Wang Zhenqiu's trajectory as it glided in the air, as well as the position where he fell, but he did not pursue the victory.
Instead, he let go of the stone spear in his hand. After the stone spear came out of his hand, it shattered into a handful of limestone and scattered in the wind. After taking a deep breath of the incense that belonged to him alone in the world of mortals and nourishing his dry Dantian, Zeng Zijie ordered to the villagers surrounding him:
"You all should disperse, don't gather here."
Now that the god had issued an order, the villagers carried out his order without any question. They bowed their heads and saluted Zeng Zijie and dispersed on their own. Even the old man on the ground who had been unconscious from the beginning to the end of the cool breeze was carried back.
After everyone else left, a strong wind rose around Zeng Zijie and turned into a whirlwind. He flew up surrounded by him. The Cangbi around his waist shone brightly. Obviously, this was another sign of Cangbi's ability to control the celestial phenomena. A method of use.
The strong wind was mixed with charred dust on the ground. From a distance, all you could see was a moving black cloud, like a demonic wind blown by a monster.
This evil wind blew to a remote place outside Gajia Village, a simple wooden house.
The evil wind fell to the ground, and the whirlwind with Zeng Zijie as the center dispersed in all directions, rolling up all the debris on the ground, and some dead branches and gravel crackled on the outer wall of the wooden house, making the sound of heavy rain. .
This sound was like a signal, causing the sound of wooden benches falling down to be heard in the wooden house, and the sound of rapid footsteps coming towards the wooden door. Then it seemed that someone was leaning on the wooden door and looking at the situation outside.
Zeng Zijie said: "Stop hiding, Bu Xin, come out! It's just me."
The wooden door was secretly opened a crack, and then a man wearing a brown Taoist robe sneakily poked his head out. Also sticking out was the tip of the gun in his hand.
He hunched his neck and bowed his waist, and only stretched out his head to look back and forth. Whenever there was any movement, he would shrink back, just like a turtle shrinking back into its shell. His face could not hide his wretched and cowardly temperament.
After observing for a long time and confirming that there was no danger, the man named Bu Xin carried a double-barreled shotgun and trotted up to Zeng Zijie. He angrily made a sound as sharp as a mouse:
"You, what did you do? You brought down the helicopter of Nadutong! Are you crazy? Nadutong will classify you as a sex agent and arrest you nationwide!"
He is just a little stranger. His cultivation is far behind Zeng Zijie. He doesn't even have a gun. He has no other means of attack. He just wants to follow Zeng Zijie and make some money. The courage to end up in conflict with anyone.
Zeng Zijie just said calmly: "Bu Xin, what did you say?"
There was obviously no anger in Zeng Zijie's tone, but Bu Xin still shrank his neck. The gun in his hand could not give him the slightest sense of security.
He was so frightened just now that he actually had the guts to yell at someone who dared to shoot down a plane anywhere.
Bu Xin forced a smile and persuaded Zeng Zijie in a calm tone: "Brother, brother, there is no need for us to fight with everyone. Everyone will be searched, so we can just hide."
"We can't hide," Zeng Zijie said calmly, "As soon as that man entered the village, I found that he was wrapped in the power of incense. Will find out about me.”
Bu Xin said in fear: "Then we can just run away. There is no need to do this."
Escape and resisting arrest with force are two completely different properties.
Zeng Zijie said: "If you let these people enter the village, it will be difficult for me to protect you."
Bu Xin was flattered and a little touched. It was because of him that Zeng Zijie knew everything about hard steel.
But brother, just tell me and let me run away. Why is it like this?
"Everywhere is strict about people like you. It's not easy to find an evil master as useful as you. With you here, I can find another place and start over."
Zeng Zijie said calmly: "You are my precious treasure and cannot be thrown away."
Bu Xin was speechless: Then do I still need to thank you?
"Go pack your things and let's get out of here."
Bu Xin originally planned to break up the group. He was just a little evil master. At first, he wanted to join Zeng Zijie and make some money. He didn't have as big an ambition as Zeng Zijie.
But now, because he had been hiding in a remote place and not making much money, and he had also caused big trouble, he was really scared and wanted to quit.
But Bu Xin looked at the cold and stiff mask on Zeng Zijie's face, his indifferent and ruthless tone, and looked down at the people's attitude of treating all living beings like lambs.
After hesitating for a long time, Bu Xin finally did not dare to express his thoughts:
'Brother Zeng is getting stronger and stronger, and he is becoming less and less like a living person. Is his cultivation method really right? '
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When Wang Zhenqiu returned to Gajia Village with high vigilance from the people in the southwest, the place was deserted, leaving only ordinary villagers who were ignorant and very resistant.
Wang Zhenqiu is just a temporary worker and a knife. Although he is very independent, he does not have the power to allocate the employees of Qiu Tong. The situation in Gajia Village no longer requires him to do anything.
So when he saw this situation, he left without telling anyone and planned to go to several other remote villages in Yunnan Province to see if there were any villages that had not suffered from Zeng Zijie's abuse.
Only the team with access to everything was left to deal with the mess in Gajia Village.
"Yeah, I understand, Mr. Hao, we will wait for them to come."
Yang Qin, the captain of this everywhere team, hung up the phone and said to the team members: "We will wait here for now. Someone will come to help. Remember the discipline and don't say anything you shouldn't say."
"The person who helped was not from the company? Which force did Mr. Hao find?"
"Of course we have to find a professional counterpart, one of the four, the Lu family."
