Two small steel balls, they look inconspicuous, but the price is not low.
Fatty Wang Hao gave Feng Linhui a 20% discount, and one of them still had more than 3,000 energy points.
The scientific name of this thing is smelly and long, so I won’t even mention it.
Generally speaking, everyone calls it the "clearing ball". As the name suggests, it is used to clear out miscellaneous soldiers.
The soldiers who did not have more than five points of willpower were all defeated by the special mental explosive impact of this thing.
It is said that a certain weapons expert suddenly came up with the inspiration after watching an old anime.
Although these spreading poisonous insects are troublesome, their ability and intelligence are almost non-existent, let alone their willpower.
Under the influence of the Qingbing Ball, of course everything collapsed.
Seeing that the swarm of insects that he had been invincible in the past, all lost their ability to move under Feng Linhui's two balls, the three corpse puppets turned into shadows at the same time, rushing towards them from three directions and in three different ways. Feng Linwen is all a means of dying together.
"You're still here? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Feng Linwen held a high-explosive grenade in one hand and a Ness charger gun in the other, firing his bow left and right without any politeness.
All the hard work in the City of Thousand Stars has now seen its most tangible rewards.
This kind of high-tech and high-energy weapon that is difficult for ordinary people to have access to is now breathing fierce flames in Feng Linhuang's hands, crossing the gap in realm, allowing Feng Linhuang to suppress his opponent and kill wildly.
In Wei Wuyan's eyes, these weird magic weapons used by Feng Linyi were really threatening.
Not only did it make him jealous, but it also made him jealous and excited. He desperately wanted to keep it all for himself.
In the distance, a sword light rose into the sky, as if it could split the pervasive haze.
It seems that when Cang Zhuzi faced danger, he finally broke through and suddenly burst into flames.
The protagonist's luck is gone, but the protagonist's destiny and talent are still there. Is this kind of operation... still normal?
Under the heavy firepower of Feng Linhu, the three corpse puppets were quickly wiped out by Feng Linye and crushed into debris.
And depending on the situation, the battle on Cangzhuzi's side is still not over.
It is conceivable that Wei Wuyan's true form did not pursue Feng Linyi.
This is reasonable. After all, compared to the importance of Cang Zhuzi, Feng Linmo can only be regarded as an addition at best.
How much more salary do you want for a new person?
Instead of rushing to find Cang Zhuzi, Feng Linwen stayed where he was and played with the light and shadow effects for a while.
Then he hurried towards Cangzhuzi in a hurry, as if he was wounded.
"Brother! Are you okay? I'm here to help you!" Before anyone could say anything, the voice came first.
When Feng Linwen arrived, he discovered that the battle on Cang Zhuzi's side had also ended.
A burly man in slovenly clothes, with a beard covering most of his face, was holding a long, milky-white worm in his hand, standing next to the seriously injured Cang Zhuzi.
Seeing Feng Linwen's confused look, Cang Zhuzi took the initiative to explain: "This is Senior Zhao! If Senior Zhao hadn't taken action, brother, I'm afraid things would have been bad."
Feng Linyi's pupils shrank slightly, but his expression did not change at all.
"Senior Zhao? Looking at his figure and the means to capture the true form of Wei Wuxu, he must be Zhao Lie, the Demon Sect monk who was thrown into the abyss of sinners by the Holy Lord more than three hundred years ago!"
"This Demonic Monk is not the type in biographical novels. He eats big chunks of meat, drinks from big bowls, acts boldly and has an unruly style. He is then slandered as a devil by the so-called righteous people who are rigid and mean."
"If the records in the Fushan Holy Land's books are true, this guy was once a real murderer who used babies as food and drinks, drank human blood for cultivation, wiped out families and slaughtered cities, and killed countless people. Otherwise, he would not have angered the Holy Lord of Fushan, so that The Holy Lord personally took action to capture him and throw him into the abyss of sinners."
Feng Linwen is not a child, and he will not stubbornly believe that the world is black and white.
It is impossible to think that the demonic monks who run counter to the white way will be a good thing just because the big guys in Fushan Holy Land are scheming and have thick faces and evil intentions.
This is as ridiculous as if you see the darkness of the officialdom and expect the gangsters to be merciful.
If the white paper is stained with black spots, the white paper can still be regarded as white paper.
Black paper is just a piece of black paper, it will only be darker than white paper stained with ink dots.
"This guy is definitely not passing by by chance. He is probably waiting for a fool like Wei Wuxu to take action, and then jump out to be a good person. Use this method to get close to Cang Zhuzi, and then extract information." Feng Linhui came to this conclusion , the expression on his face was respectful, and he thanked Senior Zhao for his help.
The three of them met together and chatted for a while.
Then he gradually turned to the topic.
According to what Feng Linwen taught before, Cang Zhuzi said some vague words, many of which were related to the so-called secrets of Fushan Holy Land.
In fact, most of them are just the product of what Bai Xiaotian told Feng Linyi before, and Feng Linyi added some extra details.
Not even three percent comes true.
Even so, Senior Zhao suddenly felt certain about Cang Zhuzi's identity.
Zhao Lie's appearance was like a signal.
Immediately afterwards, more people appeared around Cang Zhuzi in various unexpected ways, and started talking to Cang Zhuzi in various ways.
And Cang Zhuzi also followed Feng Linwen's teachings, while talking about some fragmentary things about Fushan Holy Land, and on the other hand, he excused himself on the grounds that his cultivation was insufficient and it was difficult to understand more secrets, and he never told everyone how to leave the abyss of sinners.
After another three or five days, some people gradually became impatient and were about to use some drastic measures. Even 'Senior Zhao', who was the first to approach, sometimes had a fierce light in his eyes.
At this time, Feng Linwen, a good brother, happened to step forward again.
"Everyone! Everyone! We are open-minded people and don't tell secrets. Everyone knows why you came to see my brother. However, my brother is ignorant and cannot open up. There is nothing we can do about it. "
"In that case, why don't we all come up with ways to inspire my brother and remind him of the past? What do you think?"
"Of course, since it is for everyone's good, we still have to temporarily gather the friends who are willing to work together to break out of this abyss of sinners, and set some rules and names. After all... even if you are out of this abyss, After conquering the Sinner's Abyss, there is still Fushan Holy Land to break into. If everyone is organized and disciplined, when the time comes and we unite as one, we may not be able to extinguish the arrogance of Fushan Holy Land." Feng Linhu's words sounded a little jumpy.
Earlier, I was talking about how to find a way to let everyone open Cang Zhuzi's memory and find a way out.
Later on, things suddenly got involved in organizing and forming gangs.
Everyone looked at Feng Linyi coldly, as if they were looking at a clown, and their hearts were filled with contempt. No one cheered, no one cooperated, not even booed.
Feng Linwen changed the topic and said: "I suggest! It is better to let Senior Zhao guide us first and set an example for our future plans and policies."
"Everyone applaud!"
After he finished speaking, he was the first to applaud vigorously.
Forced by Zhao Lie's strength, others had no choice but to take action.
Little did he know that he had fallen into Feng Linwen's routine.
Don’t those who teach pedagogy love giving lessons the most? To recruit people into the team, first let the newcomers teach others.
What's this?
This is respect, this is honor.
For many people who have nothing, they are reluctant to leave this group just for this glory.
Zhao Lie didn't have nothing, but he was reduced to this abyss of sinners.
