laugh--
The black hair instantly penetrated dozens of evolvers who did not leave. The faces of the evolvers showed pain and despair, and their bodies were twisted. However, no matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free from the shackles of the seemingly fragile hair, and their bodies quickly became Losing weight, in a few breaths, dozens of burly men turned into mummies, their breaths faded, their eyes dimmed, and their oils and lamps dried up.
The evolvers who witnessed this scene were horrified. Before they could take action, Mao came through the air. The distance of a hundred meters was nothing to God Mao. The evolvers were already prepared. However, facing Mao Still unable to parry the god's attack, only two people managed to escape in the end. The remaining evolvers were tangled in hair, screaming and waiting to die.
"Back off!" Liu Wei'an was so frightened that some of them had their legs weak, but the evolutionists who were a little further away reminded them that it was up to them to listen or not.
"Great Judgment Fist!"
"Dark Emperor Sutra!"
"Soul Soul!"
…
An invisible wave passed over the entire audience. For a moment, everyone felt as if they were being stared at by the god of death. The wave passed in a flash. Those who were more courageous turned back tremblingly. The scene in front of them shocked him for a moment. It was unparalleled. The Mao Shen slowly fell down, and Liu Wei'an strode towards the golden-grained Ganoderma lucidum.
The moment his fingers touched the golden-grained Ganoderma lucidum, a burst of energy was transmitted from the golden-grained Ganoderma lucidum. Liu Wei'an thought of the Yellow River. Only the Yellow River had such a terrifying impact. A bright light flashed in his eyes, "Dark Emperor" Sutra swept out, covering the earth in black, absorbing all the energy in an instant.
"rise!"
The veins in Liu Wei'an's hands swelled sharply, and boundless strength gathered. The golden ganoderma was slowly pulled out of the earth. As the roots of the golden ganoderma left the ground, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was rapidly diluted, and finally almost exhausted. The zombies sensed To change, restless.
"The golden-grained Ganoderma lucidum is mine, keep it for me!" A strong man with a big body and a round waist appeared, and his huge fist filled all the light.
"You are one of the first people to come here. You haven't taken any action because you just want to reap the benefits, right?" Liu Wei'an straightened his waist, and there was a thunderous muffled sound in his body. His right hand burst out with light and collided with the strong man's fist. together.
Boom——
The strong man screamed and was thrown away like broken grass, leaving a trail of blood in the air.
"You can't be too insidious!" Liu Wei'an's face turned slightly.
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As soon as he changed, he shouted: "Suppress the soul!" The world suddenly froze for a moment, and in the flash of lightning, his fist hit a place close to the ground. The void sunken, and a figure emerged. The horror in his eyes just appeared, and then disappeared. To despair.
boom--
The black shadow exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.
Dang clang——
A dagger glowing with oily green light fell to the ground, and wisps of breath passed into his nose. Liu Wei'an felt dizzy. He endured the discomfort and put the dagger into the space ring. The "Immortal Heritage Sutra" circulated in his body. , remove the toxins that invade the body.
"Liu Wei'an, I heard that you can receive spiritual weapons with your bare hands. Let me test your skills."
A battle flag spread out, covering the sky and the sun for an instant, drawing Liu Wei'an into it. The terrifying aura filled the air, and all the nearby evolvers retreated in horror. There was a feeling of their souls being suppressed. The zombies sensed the horror of the battle flag, and they couldn't help it. Dare to get close,
"Who is this person?" The evolvers looked at the young man who was laughing wildly, with doubts in their eyes. Powerful people are usually famous all over the world. Why is this person holding a spiritual weapon unknown?
"What kind of spiritual weapon is this? It's so scary. I'm afraid Liu Wei'an is in danger!"
"Otherwise, watch "Peace Army"!"
…
The Evolvers looked at the "Peace Army". They were in defensive formation, concentrating on killing zombies, and were indifferent to other things. Liu Wei'an was covered by the battle flag, and they were not worried at all, as if Liu Wei'an was a stranger. Is Liu Wei'an a stranger? Of course not. There is only one possibility. Their absolute confidence in Liu Wei'an makes them behave so calmly and calmly.
Can Liu Wei'an really resist a spiritual weapon with his bare hands? Just as this question arose, an unusually dull tearing sound sounded.
Shila——
A crack appeared in the dark red sky, gray and white, shocking. Liu Wei'an flew out of the crack, and under his feet, the dark red light quickly shrank and turned into a battle flag, with a hole on its surface.
"How is it possible?" The owner of the battle flag, an overly young man, couldn't believe it.
"Who are you?" Liu Wei'an asked. Ordinary people are not qualified to be known by his name. The young man in front of him reminded him of the descendants of Huoyundong. The two of them had the same temperament, like the second generation of Guan.
"You don't deserve to know my name!" the young man shouted.
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"Didn't your adults tell you to keep a low profile?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"Young master is destined to be unable to keep a low profile since he was born. Give me back the battle flag!" the young man scolded.
"Give it back to you!" Liu Wei'an released his foot, and the fighting flag turned into a beam of light and flew towards the young man. The young man's proud smile froze the moment his hand touched the battle flag, and then turned into anger and fear.
Liu Wei'an stepped forward, appeared in front of the young man, and easily grabbed the battle flag. The young man looked on like a fool, not daring to resist at all.
"Resist again, and I will destroy you!" Liu Wei'an shouted loudly, and the struggling flag suddenly stopped all struggles as if frightened, and the flag softened. When the young man saw this, his eyes almost popped out.
"This battle flag is temporarily kept with me. If you want to redeem it, you can exchange it for it!" After Liu Wei'an said that, he ignored the young man, leaving the young man with an ugly expression, eyes flashing, and fists clenched, thinking Take action, but don't dare.
"Everyone, although the stuff is good, you have to live to enjoy it. I'll take the golden-grained Ganoderma lucidum!" Liu Wei'an's voice was very calm, but he also had a domineering air.
Whether it was the evolvers on the surface or the people hiding in the dark, no one knew whether it was fear or other reasons, but no one tried to fight for it again, and the scene became somewhat calm for a while.
"Liu Wei'an thanks you all!" Liu Wei'an bowed for a long time and suddenly threw out the battle flag in his hand, which turned into a spear.
Whoosh——
A golden zombie that emerged was shot and exploded, and its pieces of flesh were shot in all directions, shocking the entire audience. Liu Wei'an opened his hand, and the battle flag automatically returned to his hand. He was extremely obedient. Seeing this scene, the young man's face turned black, and there was deep awe in his eyes.
It is rare for an ordinary person to be able to withstand the pressure of a spiritual weapon. If he wants to make the spiritual weapon surrender and be obedient, he dare not think of this method. The black needle hidden in the palm of his hand disappeared. At this moment, the young man saw When Liu Wei'an glanced at him, his heart was shocked. He felt as if he had taken off his clothes and been seen through. He was shocked and shocked.
It turned out that Liu Wei'an was watching every move he made. The nearby evolvers were fading away like a tide, and the golden-grained Ganoderma lucidum had fallen into Liu Wei'an's hands. They had lost hope.
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