Qi luck is the most invisible thing, and it is also the most visible thing, at least for Mo Ye at the moment, this thing is 'visible and touchable' for him.

"How much...... How much luck does it take to be able to hold down the Qilin Arm?"

The words that came out through Brother Shan were just the product of Mo Xie's forcible pretense, losing people does not lose the battle, even if they know the correct way to play in the face of cultivators, but they are not live targets, and a surprise bombardment may still have some effect, a real face-to-face heads-up group fight?

Ten Mo Evil is not enough for people to kill.

Mo Xie was not so naïve as to think that the old woman he had solved during the day was the strongest among the cultivators.

"Carrying more than 1,000 Wish Power Points can almost make the Qilin Arm barely obedient, and if you want to open the Sanjiao Entrance, this number will have to be doubled. ”

This is the answer to the Holy Scriptures.

This is an answer that makes Mo Ye feel extremely speechless, and the point of wish is luck?

Didn't you say it earlier for Mao?!

At this moment, Mo Ye only had one sentence in his mind: There were countless opportunities to earn Wish Power Points in front of me, but I didn't cherish it......

If he could turn back the clock to before Mo Xie was wanted, then he could easily earn Wish Points as long as he donated a large amount of money to a disaster area in his own name. And yet now......

As long as Mo Ye dares to reveal his identity, then what awaits him is definitely a combat formation of land, sea and air encirclement and interception.

"Forget it, even if the Qilin Arm doesn't listen to the call, as long as you keep a low profile, you shouldn't encounter any strong enemies, right......?"

The distance between Mo Ye and Pumice Town is shrinking, and he really can't connect with the word 'low-key' when he walks through the sea of clouds......

In the night sky, at an altitude that cannot be reached by human eyesight, several satellites are slowly orbiting in their respective orbits, they are placed in the high altitude 'eye in the sky', and every minute and second a huge amount of data is transmitted to the control center on the ground for analysis.

The sudden wildfires in southern Xinjiang made a certain piece of data stand out from its peers, and coupled with the movement of Mo Ye during the day, countless eyes have been projected on this remote location.

"Report! Anomalous target found! Preliminarily determined to be a humanoid creature, flying at an altitude of two thousand meters and a speed of one-half of a sonic!"

The brightly lit command center may be one of the few departments in the Celestial Empire that operates 24 hours a day all year round, and thousands of uniformed staff in the command hall, which is larger than three football fields combined, are busy with their computers, and the entire hall was originally only the sound of operating instruments, however, suddenly a slightly immature but very rigid voice sounded.

A man with a military rank on his shoulder stood up from his seat and saluted the officers who were patrolling back and forth.

The military technology of the contemporary Celestial Empire is enough to make the American imperialists in "Iron Man" ashamed, in that world, due to the cross-section and speed of the Iron Man armor, the military radar could not lock it, but in the Celestial Empire, such technology has entered the application stage more than ten years ago.

"Tell me to let all the fighters in the nearest base take off! Estimate the opponent's trajectory and get all the fighters along the way ready! Tonight! We must take him down!"

The young man's report was taken seriously enough, and after careful checking, the head of the control center took the case.

One after another orders were issued from the command center, and invisibly, a large net was already covering Mo Ye's head.

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Pumice Town, a street where sewage flows.

There were no more than 100 houses in this row combined, and besides, the water pipes could water an entire building at a time, so the 'great cleaning' of this row of houses was completed in less than two hours.

Zhang Guan looked gloomily at the filth of the place, and he already felt that something was wrong halfway through the cleansing, and went to the front line to supervise the work of the police officers.

People are arrogant, masters should cherish their feathers, can use cold weapons to solve the killer of fifty police officers with loaded guns in a short period of time, should undoubtedly be a master of ancient martial arts, in Zhang Ju's understanding, if he himself is a master of ancient martial arts, he is never willing to be splashed with cold water in the cold day without resistance.

However, from the beginning of the purge to the present day, there have been no more casualties among their personnel.

This is very unreasonable.

"Is it because people aren't here, or are they not being rushed out?...... Oops!"

Zhang Ju sent several teams of men and horses into the cleaned houses to conduct a thorough search, and when several of them came out empty-handed, his heart jumped.

"Hurry up! Go to the Nanshan warehouse!"

Zhang Ju punched the car next to him, and he suddenly regretted the move of transferring almost all the police force here.

If the bloody incident in the prison during the day was just to save Li Xinmei, then that master could take Li Xinmei away and fly away, even if the distance was limited, he would not continue to stay in Pushi Town and wait for arrest.

Obviously, the other side has other purposes.

It is worth taking more than 50 lives for it, it will never be a woman with a mediocre appearance, but it should be gold and silver treasures, it should be a divine weapon, and it should be a treasure bullet technique!

However, Gu Zhangju knew that there was not even a shadow of the latter two things in Pumice Town.

Then, the other party can only come for money.

People who can take more than 50 lives like a heart are by no means hundreds of thousands, millions of people can be sent away, and worldly money is not very attractive to these warriors, so in Zhang Ju's opinion, the whereabouts of the other party are already obvious.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The meat fist smashed on the body, the former was not damaged at all, and the latter was a pit in it, which is no longer the extent that an ordinary person can do it.

Zhang Ju picked up a police officer and stuffed it into the driver's seat, and at this moment he no longer had the slightest trace of his former demeanor.

He knew exactly what was hidden in Nanshan's warehouse.

It's just that this Zhang Ju is obviously wrong.

The 'master' did rush over while the guards of a certain warehouse were declining, but she was definitely not going to the Nanshan Warehouse, and she had never even heard of the name of the 'Nanshan Warehouse'.

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PS: The revision progress has only reached the third volume...... I don't know if I don't see it, I'm shocked when I see it, there are a lot of pits......