"What are they for?"

"If the cultivation of martial arts allows the spiritual will to exist separately from the physical body, then it may be very similar to their form of existence, and my white light may be able to refer to the construction form of this red light. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Because of the devouring spirits released by Gaia, almost all the people with extraordinary power have left the city and are scattered in various places, and if you want to start an uprising and then take control of all the cities, now is indeed the most likely time."

……

While he and the projection of the Red World are fighting at the information level, he is also trying to restore the whole thing with the help of newly acquired information.

As the game between the two gradually became white-hot, the realm was far inferior to the other party's Bai Mo, and they began to feel more and more pressure, and it was indeed not a good choice to fight with such a guy who was suspected of being an information life in the information world that the other party was familiar with.

However, it was the only way he could come up with a true defense against such an invasion, and physical defenses seemed meaningless to them.

At the same time, the white light that emerged from him was also intertwined with the red light, trying again and again to complete the almost impossible task of assimilating the other party.

On the one hand, Bai Mo, who cultivates martial arts, uses Skynet's main defense to prevent his thinking information from leaking out, as well as stealing more useful information, and on the other hand, he is also using the white light that represents his own martial arts will to fight against this unprecedented strong enemy.

At the same time, the projection of the red world is like the legendary heavenly demon, and countless doppelgangers have appeared in various places, but for it, projection and ontology are the same concept, in fact, there is no need to distinguish them.

In the palatial summer palace, Song Shibang, a transcendent in the Xuanhua Realm, pulled several naked girls on the bed who were obviously frightened and looked cowering behind him.

After casually throwing them a few quilts, he also picked up a robe beside the bed and draped it over his body.

"What are you?!" He stared closely at the red light that suddenly appeared from him in front of him, trying to see something from it, with his powerful perception, there were not many existences that could touch this place without alerting anyone.

What's more, it is a special period now, and almost all the people on the top floor are scattered to their respective holiday villas, such an uninvited guest really makes Song Shibang feel a little confused.

As a high-level member of the Huaya Federation, he loves to enjoy it, and in these years, he has spent nearly 10 billion yuan to build a huge palace in the federation, and named it the summer palace.

Covering more than 20 hectares of land and a palace that resembles an ancient royal palace, this modern building with a retro design, carved beams and paintings, has always been his proudest thing.

All kinds of entertainment facilities imagined by the poor human imagination can be found in it, and all of this is just for Song Shibang to serve alone.

Even now, when the Soul Eater Epidemic is raging, there are still more than a thousand people in the summer palace to keep this behemoth running.

"Mr. Song!" Sensing that something unusual was happening, the armed men in black gathered from all over the place as fast as they could, and rushed to the door. Without the permission of the other party, they were not allowed to enter the bedroom as subordinates.

What's more, Song Shibang doesn't need any bodyguards to protect himself at all, the role of raising these people is mainly to deal with some trivial troubles for himself, he is a high and powerful person in the Huaya Federation, and he has a large number of black industries behind his back, so it is naturally impossible for him to go into battle in person and get his hands dirty.

"I'm fine, you all go back!" He gave the order directly.

"Oh?" Gradually condensed into a red humanoid red world, turned his head to look behind him, and then something came out of the body of the black-clothed man outside the door.

"Dada!"

"Boom!" There was a sound of submachine gun fire outside the door, and then the locked bedroom door was kicked open, and a group of people shrouded in red light rushed into the huge room. Seeing this, several girls who were still on the big bed pinched the quilt on their bodies tighter.

"Who let you in?! Didn't you hear me! Get out! Song Shibang casually fanned it, and set off a gust of wind, blowing them to the ground.

"Red glow?" Looking at the red light on these subordinates, and the humanoid light in front of him, he remembered the organization that had done a lot of things in the world.

"I give them the strength to resist." The disciples of the Red World didn't care about Song Shibang's words at all.

"Why should it always be him who enjoys, and it is always us who do black work!"

"There are already several brothers who have disappeared after dealing with his affairs, and it is always us who sacrifice what dead people can keep secrets!"

……

Under the shroud of red brilliance, the black-clothed people who were originally under Song Shibang, and the dissatisfaction that was suppressed by violence on weekdays was detonated.

It's just that after these bullets were discharged, they began to slow down rapidly, and they had already lost all their kinetic energy a few meters away from him, how could a mere bullet penetrate the Xuanhua layer on the surface of Song Shibang's body.

"Dogs, you can't bite their owners." He is really on fire this time, and these usually obedient subordinates are suddenly as desperate as mad dogs.

Song Shibang has never been a virgin, he is the person behind the countless gangs in the Huaya Federation, and when he is ruthless, his first reaction in the face of rebellion is to kill them all, not to mention that the culprit who instigated their rebellion seems to be still in front of him.

So without thinking, he slapped one palm at the group of people, and the other palm slapped at the red light man in front of him.

Even with the protection of the red glow on the surface of the body, in the face of this terrifying attack, the few black-clothed people in the lead were directly shattered into flesh, and even the bones were twisted into bone residue in the terrifying power.

The people who followed were torn apart by the force of high-frequency vibrations, and they were completely inhuman, and only the few people who walked at the end were lucky enough to survive this blow, but also lost most of their combat abilities.

The bloody flesh and mud, the severed limbs and legs were all slapped on the wall by the huge wave of qi set off by this palm, rendering a bloody abstract painting.

Ordinary people who didn't have extraordinary strength, even if they were blessed to the second order by the red light, they were still weak in front of the three levels of heavenly moats.

Song Shibang's ability was extremely shocking, if it weren't for his fear of destroying his beloved summer palace, this group of people would not even be able to catch his first move.

"Meaningless." The Red Light Man allowed this palm to shatter him. In his eyes, the other party is like a monkey desperately slapping the reflection on the water, trying to break the moon in the sky.