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It's almost dawn...... As soon as the morning dawns, the guy who is good at stealing and stealing will no longer have any advantage, and at that time, Zhou Ziwei can send his own Kun pet to search with all his might, and he will always find that guy...... No matter how bad it is...... If that guy really wants to be a shrinking turtle all the time and can't come out, then Zhou Ziwei won't bother to pay attention to him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but Zhou Ziwei believes that that kind of situation should not happen, after all, that guy is also a master, and he asked Zhou Ziwei to come over, but he has been shrinking and can't come out, then his pride of belonging to the master will be gone, and see how he mixes up in the future!

Zhou Ziwei was in his chest, so he was not in a hurry at all, just waiting for the moment when the other party couldn't bear to strike first.

The time of dawn is getting closer and closer, and Zhou Ziwei is becoming more and more careful, he thinks that the other party should be about to make a move! All nine of his insects had been released, hovering within a range of hundreds of meters around, and as long as there was even a trembling branch within these hundreds of meters, it would be difficult to escape Zhou Ziwei's eyes.

Finally...... The darkest hour before dawn has come, and after this moment the eastern sky will gradually turn white, and when the time comes...... The hidden skills of the Shenma Ninja will become floating clouds, and Zhou Ziwei guesses that the opponent's attack should come soon...... Sure enough, as Zhou Ziwei expected, at the moment when the twinkling stars in the sky gradually faded...... Zhou Ziwei clearly "saw" in the sensory system of a small fruit fly, and suddenly seven or eight black projectiles flew up in a barren grass. Seven or eight projectiles seemed to be shot out by a powerful bow, and the farthest one flew more than a hundred meters away, while the closest one only fell in the grass...... It's just that none of these black projectiles were shot at Zhou Ziwei.

There are quirks!

Zhou Ziwei was stunned, and immediately reached out to grab a few small stones from the place, and ejected them one after another, detonating all the three projectiles closest to him...... the sound of "Pengpeng" kept coming...... The three projectiles that were hit by Zhou Ziwei exploded in the air, and suddenly burst out a cloud of red mist as thick as plasma, and the projectiles that were far away from Zhou Ziwei also exploded on their own after falling to the ground, and the same heavy red mist was released around.

The color of the red mist was extremely dense and spread extremely fast, and the strangest thing was that no matter how large the red mist spread, its color was still the same, and there was no feeling of dilution at all. The red mist released by the seven or eight projectiles quickly joined together, and before Zhou Ziwei could react, the red mist had already shrouded half of the mountain. Three projectiles exploded in a row around Zhou Ziwei, so the red mist around him formed the fastest, almost in an instant, Zhou Ziwei felt as if he was in a blood-red world, full of surging blood-like mist, and a faint fishy sweet breath rushed into his mouth and nose, which suddenly made Zhou Ziwei feel dizzy...... At the same time, four of Zhou Ziwei's nine Kun pets were also shrouded in the blood-red mist for the first time, while the remaining five were instinctive, and as soon as they saw the red mist coming, they quickly fled into the distance. The Kun pets shrouded in the red mist were three little fruit flies and a small mosquito, and Zhou Ziwei really sensed that the three little fruit flies were wrapped in the red mist, and almost for more than a second, they kicked all six legs, and fell to the ground without vitality. And with the death of the sojourn body, the reading soul body in the body of the three little fruit flies immediately dissipated.

Only the little mosquito had a feeling of being at home, as if an old smoker had smelled the tempting smell of the big smoke cream, and began to hover in the red mist, desperately absorbing the toxin essence in the mist.

Fuck you! Kun pet who dares to kill Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu must slaughter you with his own hands!

Zhou Ziwei has also experienced a lot of births and deaths for such a long time, but it was the first time he encountered the death of his Kun pet, and he couldn't help but suddenly burst into anger, so angry that his eyes turned red.

There is no doubt that the red mist contains highly poisonous, if it is more sensible, at this time, it is the most correct choice to immediately retreat and escape from this red mist with the fastest way to escape. But Zhou Ziwei didn't do it...... Because of the lack of similar experience, Zhou Ziwei had already inhaled a large mouthful of poisonous gas at the first time the red mist erupted, but fortunately, although the poisonous gas in this red mist was powerful, it did not pose much of a threat to Zhou Ziwei. Zhou Ziwei could clearly sense that the grass and trees around him, under the erosion of this red mist, did not last more than five seconds, and all began to wither and yellow, which shows how terrifying the poisonous surname in this red mist is. But Zhou Ziwei didn't feel too much poisoning except for some dizziness in his brain, and his feeling and speed were a little sluggish.

Zhou Ziwei was so determined that he didn't rush out. It's just that the vertigo and the feeling that the speed is affected a little, anyway, he has a lot of hole cards on his body, as long as the mysterious master shows his head, even if he doesn't rely on speed and agility, he is sure to cut that guy down in the first time.

He estimated that the reason why he was able to resist the invasion of this poisonous mist was probably related to the five drops of reincarnation water he swallowed. The water of reincarnation, which can incinerate almost everything in the world, is obviously not as simple as making people's body cells stronger and tougher after taking it. Every cell is condensed by the white flame of this water of reincarnation, and if there is nothing out of the ordinary, it would be a strange thing! Anti-toxic ...... This should obviously be one of the additional functions that the water of samsara can play.

Since the poisonous surname in this red mist does not hurt Zhou Ziwei much, then Zhou Ziwei naturally does not need to rush out, just a little dizziness, although this will also make Zhou Ziwei's strength discounted, but the impact is not big after all. Zhou Ziwei was worried that once he escaped from the red mist, the guy hiding here would take the opportunity to escape...... In that case, wouldn't his three little fruit flies just die in vain?

So Zhou Ziwei had to wait in this misty red mist, waiting for the mysterious master to send him to the door...... Zhou Ziwei did not use the soul covering mode to defend, after all, although the soul covering was powerful, the speed of consuming soul power was also terrifying, and it would consume nearly a thousand soul power in just a few seconds. Zhou Ziwei didn't dare to use this kind of intensity easily, otherwise once he had consumed almost all the soul power in the past two days, he would wait until he reached the Philippine Islands, and even found the base camp of the black market killer network, but he didn't have the biggest hole card, how could he destroy the biggest threat to him at this stage!

At this time, Zhou Ziwei still used a lot of soul power, but these soul powers were like countless rays to include all the positions around his body into the scope of the scan, although the gap between them was not small, but I believe that as long as a life form with a volume of more than a palm broke into within twenty meters of his body, it would definitely touch his soul power, and there was nothing to hide...... At the same time, three new-style cross darts also flew out of Zhou Ziwei's waist, and the thin metal wings flapped rapidly, rotating endlessly around Zhou Ziwei's body. The little mosquito was also summoned by Zhou Ziwei, and looked around on the top of his head, of course, he did not forget to continue to greedily suck the toxins in the mist...... This was the best defense Zhou Ziwei could have done in this situation, and now he somewhat regretted that he hadn't made a few more new cross-darts with reading soul bodies to carry on his body. Although this thing has a worse spirit surname, it still has an incomparable advantage over ordinary life forms at this particular time.

Slowly nearly a minute passed, and the other party still didn't have the slightest reaction, and Zhou Ziwei's soul power had been exhausted in this minute. Although he only released his soul power in the form of rays, reducing the consumption as much as possible, no matter how much he saved, he couldn't last a long time! On the contrary, it was the toxin in the red mist, after a minute of adaptation, Zhou Ziwei actually even the feeling of dizziness gradually eased to an almost imperceptible level, and his sensitivity was also steadily rising. It seems that the special surname of the reincarnation water to transform the physique is stronger than Zhou Ziwei expected, he estimates that as long as he has been in this red mist, it will take about a few minutes for his body to fully adapt, and at that time, he will no longer be able to endure the same level of poison. Even his sensitivity and speed may be improved to a certain extent under the tempering of this red mist!

It's just that the body is immersed in the red mist seems to have some benefits, but this soul power is really a little unaffordable, and in desperation, Zhou Ziwei has to prepare to take the initiative. It's just that his goal is too big, and if he scurries around in this red mist, he will easily become a rake for the mysterious master hiding in the dark. So Zhou Ziwei is going to let the little mosquito go out to search, the mysterious master has already exposed the location of the general hiding when he threw the black projectile, even if the guy moves his position later, it is estimated that he will not go too far, as long as the little mosquito is found in that direction, maybe he can find the trace of the person. And as long as he can find out where the mysterious master is, Zhou Ziwei can launch a death attack on him unscrupulously...... However, just as the little mosquito got the order and flew out a few meters away, the two soul power sensing lines behind Zhou Ziwei's side suddenly touched a rolling dead wood.

Under the scanning of the soul power, it was indeed a somewhat rotten dead wood, the dead wood was only more than a meter long, no more than two turns thick, no matter how you looked at it, it was a solid dead wood. But the question is...... When Zhou Ziwei's soul power touched this piece of dead wood, it was immediately bounced away, and his soul power couldn't penetrate the inside of the dead wood at all. Therefore, Zhou Ziwei immediately concluded...... This thing, which looks like dead wood, is simply a thing with life and soul!

"Go-" Zhou Ziwei's heart sank, and he immediately let out a low shout, causing the three new-style cross-darts hovering beside him to shoot out and shoot towards the seemingly ordinary dead wood from three directions.

This new type of cross dart has been tempered by Zhou Ziwei every day with the soul power of the fusion of electric energy, plus the energy it itself uses as driving energy is electricity, so it has a stronger and stronger trend in speed, although it is not as perverted as the speed of the little ladybug and fruit flies, but it is not much different in this short-distance sprint.

Almost in the blink of an eye, from the dead wood rolling into the twenty meters around Zhou Ziwei's body, three new-style cross-darts shot over like lightning.

At this time, the dead wood suddenly changed from rolling horizontally to an erect angle, and in an instant it avoided two of the new cross-darts, but the third new-style cross-dart finally swept the corner of the dead wood, and with a "puff", it brought up a piece of dry bark. As soon as the bark flew up, a stream of sticky red blood erupted from the dead wood.

A muffled snort came faintly, but before the three new-style crosses turned around and attacked the dead wood, they saw a blood mist spew out of the dead wood again, and then it seemed to be attracted by this blood mist, and the red mist around it suddenly surged towards the dead wood like a riot. In an instant, the red mist around the dead wood became viscous countless times, as if it had changed into a gelatinous mass. The three new cross-darts are all relying on thin metal wings to vibrate in the air to fly in the air, and now the air suddenly turned into glue, so the three new-style cross-darts suddenly froze, although they have not yet fallen to the ground, but in the air they suddenly become difficult to walk, and the lightning-fast speed has become like a turtle crawling.

At the same time, the dead wood cracked a long hole from top to bottom with a "poof", and then like a fountain, it spewed out a puff of red light. These red rays erupted from the air, but after reaching a high altitude, these red rays suddenly turned into a drizzle, and indiscriminately sprinkled down in the direction of a radius of tens of meters. The thin red mangs in the shape of cow hair were as fast as a beam of light, and they fell from the sky almost in the blink of an eye, completely enveloping Zhou Ziwei in it.

Zhou Ziwei was horrified when he saw this, if it was in normal times, he only had to move the thought in his heart, and he could escape from the shroud of the red light in the blink of an eye. But now, not only is his body greatly reduced in induction and speed due to the erosion of the red mist, but the blood mist spewed out by the dead wood just now has also made the red mist around him much thicker, although he is still far away from the dead wood, not to be as difficult to move as the three new crossbows, but it will also reduce his speed by a few percent, in this case, it is almost impossible to escape from the shroud of the red thin light.

Although Zhou Ziwei's physical strength has become extremely tough and difficult to hurt after being tempered by five drops of reincarnation water, he is definitely not facing an ordinary master at this time, although this mysterious master spewed out thousands of red rays in one breath, and the power that can be contained in each red ray is naturally very limited, but this is not an ordinary hidden weapon, looking at the thin rays that are smaller than the tip of a needle, it must be extremely sharp, even if the strength is limited, it will easily pierce his body, What's more, this guy is an expert who is good at making poison at first glance, if you want to say that there is no poisonous surname on these red thin mangs, then Zhou Ziwei will not believe it anyway. So no matter what, Zhou Ziwei didn't dare to use his body to carry this red mang.

In desperation, Zhou Ziwei, who had repeatedly adhered to the concept of being diligent and thrifty, also had to be extravagant, and with a roar, he suddenly spit out the soul power in his body as if he didn't want money, and in an instant, it was covered within five meters of his body, forming a small soul cover...... At the same time, Zhou Ziwei's hands flew above his head like butterflies wearing flowers, laying down layers of magical force fields. He knew that because of the small size of those red thin mangs, the force attached to each one must be very limited, so it would be affected by the force field and it would be small to the limit. Under the action of this force field, the greater the external force, the stronger the effect, if a string of flying knives pierced into the force field, he can easily completely reverse the direction of his force, but if it is just a drizzle of rain, how much effect can his force field have? So he had to maximize the strength of this force field as much as possible.

Because his body was eroded by the toxins in the red mist, although Zhou Ziwei was bathed in the cover of his soul, his hand speed still could not reach the state when he was used at full speed in ordinary times, so he could only improve the accuracy of the force field as much as possible. Blend the force field with the force field as much as possible.

Human potential is truly unlimited, and at the same time, it is only when life and death are on the line that human potential is most easily developed. That's why a soldier who has been baptized with blood and fire will always be more lethal than a peacetime soldier. When Zhou Ziwei first released his soul cover, his heart was still as anxious as a fire, but when he laid down one by one force fields, his mind began to gradually sink into a wonderful state, in which he even forgot where he was, and even forgot that he was fighting to the death with a powerful master he had never seen before.

The mind was unprecedentedly quiet, and the fist intent of Niu's Taijiquan was like a clear picture scroll displayed in front of him, he didn't need to think about it at all, just a little bit of his hand, and between a tremble, a force field containing fist intent was naturally formed under his hand. And he can always accurately find the most precise fit between the force field and the force field, as if he is completing a beautiful work of art, connecting one new force field after another, and finally merging into a perfect force field canopy......************

(To be continued)