"Captain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Seeing that fairy figure clearly, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes.

How did it take so much time for the captain to become a god.

This change is too fast.

"Hmm."

At the same time, in a nine-story tower not far from Red Dragon Mountain, a panic sounded, and a pair of eyes full of colorful light slowly opened, making the entire dark space bright.

When those colorful eyes opened, on the surrounding murals, countless Buddhas appeared.

As the Sanskrit sound sounded, dense golden scriptures flowed out of those Buddhas, converging into a turbulent torrent and rolling towards the little white snake lying below.

"Hmph."

Facing the golden scriptures in the sky, a delicate cold snort sounded, and a burst of rich milky white light surged from the little white snake that raised its head, heading straight up towards the surging golden torrent.

The milky white light collided with the golden scriptures, and the loud noise that should have erupted was annihilated, and then it froze in mid-air.

I don't know how long it took, the milky white light and golden scriptures gradually dimmed, and the colorful eyes of the little white snake slowly closed.

Inside the tower, darkness reigned in darkness.

"Come in."

There was no extra nonsense, Ji Letian's figure appeared, and he commanded directly.

For these little brothers, he was not polite at all.

"Keep up, Zhang Ze, you go and ask Xu Dahai and them to come back."

Hearing the captain's order, Xue Li, as the platoon commander, immediately commanded the soldiers to walk towards the entrance of the cave, without asking anything at all.

And the soldiers of the third platoon did not hesitate and walked straight into this magical hole.

They have a natural trust and admiration for the powerful captain with a mysterious background, and they have no doubts in the slightest.

As for Qi Baoying, who has a special identity, she rushed into the cave for the first time and walked leisurely in the Hongda Immortal Cave Mansion.

The last days, for this delicate lady, are full of infinite novelty.

Soon, the remaining ninety-five people in the three rows all walked into the cave.

When the last Xue Li came in, three minutes had passed, and Ji Lotian felt that there was not much wish power left in his body, so he revoked the control of the Dongfu Token.

Losing the support of the Will, the hole that manifested in the Hibiscus Water Pavilion quickly closed, and the entire Hibiscus Water Pavilion regained its calm again, as if the previous nearly 100 survivors had never existed at all.

As soon as they entered the cave, the soldiers were stunned by the majestic hall in front of them.

The gate of fifty or sixty meters high and thirty or forty meters wide makes everyone look extremely small, and there is an urge to kneel and worship.

Compared with the magnificent scenes seen in the movie, the halls in front of you are more intuitive, and they have a momentum that makes people admire and worship.

And after the soldiers entered the cave, Ji Letian, who was holding the token of the cave, found that wisps of wishing power gathered together, and his somewhat exhausted wishing power was gradually filled.

Sure enough, I guessed correctly before, for him, who was not the original owner, the cave ban still had an isolation effect.

Of course, the Wish Power can also be absorbed repeatedly, but compared to the previous turmoil in the aquarium, the Wish Power collected this time is much gentler.

Although the wish power can be absorbed repeatedly, the effect is less and less each time, but the reduction is not large.

I have to say that contemplating the wish to become a god is worthy of being a shortcut to cultivation.

As long as there are enough believers, the cultivation will definitely rise slowly, and there will be no obstacles to cultivation.

Before the end of the world, just show your spells casually, and don't become a god too quickly.

It's a pity that this is the last days, this is the last days when the number of human beings has plummeted, and this is the last days when everyone cultivates immortals.

Blocking the impact of the wish power on the immortal power in time, Ji Lotian felt that the wish power condensed on the cave token slowly disappeared, and the originally gathered wish power slowly returned to everyone.

Without the medium of the Dongfu token, Ji Lotian, who did not practice "Incense Becomes Shinto", would not be able to absorb the power of wishes.

And without the storage of willpower, if Ji Lotian wants to control the operation of the cave, he must raise more 'lambs' in the cave to provide willpower.

"Sister Liu, be careful."

"The door is almost unbearable."

"Are those people crazy in Dalong?"

"Protect Shanshan."

"Fu Zhen, go to the small room quickly, lock the door and don't come out."

"Check the ammunition."

……

In the narrow aisle, panicked footsteps and shouts rang out.

Escorting some of the personnel to the No. 3 passage area and blocking the entrance with sundries, He Liqiu looked at the subordinates who were less than ten left beside him, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

After the magical master left, the pessimism of all the survivors reached its peak, and Rong Hao, who was originally a gangster, took advantage of the situation and led many men who had lost their minds to take possession of the female stars before the end of the world, and chaos broke out in the entire stadium in an instant.

He Liqiu led his subordinates and celebrity bodyguards to resist desperately, and finally retreated into the No. 3 passage.

However, the chaos of just half a day has caused hundreds of people to die in the chaos, and several female stars have fallen into the hands of Rong Hao's gang.

And his original 26 people's police and auxiliary police subordinates directly sacrificed 17 in the chaos.

There are only about 600 survivors who have actually been sheltered by them and have taken refuge in Passage 3, most of whom are women and couples.

Among them, there are only about 150 men who can come in handy.

Couldn't help but have a hint of sadness in He Liqiu's eyes, more anger at the despicability of human nature.

At this moment, even He Liqiu didn't notice it, and a few rays of electric light faintly appeared in his eyes.

"It's hilarious."

Directly manifested in the Red Dragon Stadium, Ji Lotian looked at the chaotic scene, and said lightly, and the voice exploded in everyone's ears.

The whole stadium was quiet.

"Who?"

"That's?"

"Master?"

"Hero?"

"Immortals?"

……

Different thoughts flashed through everyone's minds, some were shocked, some were ecstatic, some were sad, some were happy, and the only thing that was the same was the shock that could not be concealed.

The men who were ravaging those women subconsciously stopped, including the man with scars who was galloping across the female star.

Watching Shi Shiran, a man in military uniform, walk out of the hole, through the hole, you can see the majestic halls, which is really a means of immortals.

"Immortals, help us."

"Oba, Oba, Brother Fairy."

"Immortals, please save us."

"Immortal, help, help."

"Immortals, save us."

……

After a brief moment of shock, the women who were ravaged by the men and who were hiding in the corner and preparing to be ravaged all let out screams of surprise.

If the man in military uniform who volleyed away before gave them the image of a master, then the man in military uniform at this time was like a god descending from heaven, and there was no doubt.

Ji Letian, who originally felt that his wish power was greatly consumed, saw that wisps of wish power faintly appeared on the women who called for help, and they converged towards the cave token in his hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

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To be honest, the results of this book are not ideal, but because the plot of this book has been hovering in Changjiang's mind for many years, and he wrote it on impulse, showing the different end times in his heart.

Tomorrow's first and average orders may be single digits or double digits, and Changjiang's heart is already a little prepared.

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