Bucer was killed, and the repercussions were far-reaching.

At least, the ancient warriors in the Shaolin Temple were boiling.

A sixth-level biochemical warrior, but it is known as an existence comparable to the innate supreme powerhouse.

But even such a powerful sixth-level biochemical warrior was still killed by the Assassin Alliance.

In a meditation room in the second courtyard, Li Ling sat on the bed, with a strange light in his eyes, staring at Bucer's corpse lying horizontally on the ground.

I don't know why, Li Ling always felt that Bucer died too easily.

Although the Cloud Demon's calculations are very powerful, no matter what, Bucer is always the existence of a half-foot biochemical warrior who has stepped into the sixth level, and he will be so easy to kill?

"What the hell is going on?" Li Ling frowned, staring at Bucer's corpse, deciding to wait for Xiao Zhengtai to come back and let him analyze the matter.

Taking out the jade bottle containing the sixth-level biochemical core, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth, and the ring worn by the little finger of his right hand flashed a ghostly light.

"Buzz!"

A pool of blood-red mucus appeared beside Li Ling.

As soon as this blood-red slime came out of the spatial ring, it squirmed violently, crawling along Li Ling's body towards the jade bottle he was holding.

"That's really the case!" Seeing the blood-red mucus constantly wriggling, a gleam flashed in Li Ling's eyes, and with a turn of his right hand, the red sixth-level biochemical nucleus tilted down.

"!!"

Drops of sixth-level biochemical nuclei landed on the blood-red slime, and the two fused together, making a piercing grinding sound.

"Are you Nicolas Cage?" Looking at the blood-red slime that kept writhing and rolling to the ground, Li Ling's eyes flashed with a strange light.

Gradually, the blood-red slime ceased to move, like a pool of stagnant water, and landed next to Bucer's corpse.

"It can't be a problem, right?"

Li Ling's face changed slightly, he jumped off the bed, squatted on the edge of the blood-red slime, and his right hand mixed with the true qi rolled and poked the blood-red slime.

"Bai Ling, help me analyze the blood-red slime!"

"Yes, master!"

"Ding!"

"The host consumes 100,000 points and analyzes the blood-red mucus data!"

"Buzz!"

A group of data swept through Li Ling's eyes!

Halfway, Li Ling's mouth opened slightly, and he looked at the pool of blood-red mucus on the ground with a surprised expression, "Nima, it's really Nicolas Cage!"

Through systematic analysis, Li Ling clearly captured the consciousness fluctuations contained in the blood-red mucus, and this consciousness fluctuations belonged to Nicolas Cage.

"Damn, this thing is too evil, isn't it?" Li Ling scratched the back of his head fiercely, he really couldn't figure out how Nicolas Cage could become this ghost.

With a flick of his right hand, a ghostly light flashed through the spatial ring, and the blood-red slime on the ground disappeared.

"What the hell!"

According to the nature of the Space Ring, it is impossible for living creatures to store in it. But this blood-red slime can, and if you say it's a living thing, it's certainly not. But if it is a dead thing, it has the fluctuation of Nicolas Cage's consciousness.

"Bai Ling, locate the Holy Blood Cross for me!" Li Ling's eyes flashed with a superb light, and he felt that the reason why Nicolas Cage became like this must be because of the Holy Blood Cross.

The existence who opened God's forbidden area was crucified by the Holy Blood Cross, which shows the extraordinaryness of the Holy Blood Cross.

"Master, you can't locate the Holy Blood Cross!"

"Okay!"

Although he had already guessed in his heart, Li Ling still felt a little disappointed.

Shaking his head, Li Ling took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Bucer's corpse on the side.

Bucer's face was hideous, his eyes were glaring ahead, and his chest was pierced like a broken statue.

As soon as his eyelids lifted, Li Ling reached out and pressed on Bucer's shoulder, and the mixed yuan true qi rolled out and poured into his body.

Halfway through, Li Ling frowned, withdrew his right hand on Bucer's shoulder, and muttered in a low voice, "Really dead?"

But I don't know why, Li Ling always felt that Bucer shouldn't have died so simply.

"Jia Xu, where have you been?"

"Lord, I'll be at the Shaolin Temple soon!"

"Then come over quickly, I have something to ask you!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Li Ling slowly got up, opened the door of the meditation room, and looked at the morning sun rising in the sky.

"Tomorrow, the memorial service will begin!"

More than ten miles away from Shaolin Temple, Xiao Zhengtai lowered his head, held a tablet, and walked in the woods.

Behind him are Bata, Mocha, and Achao.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhengtai's footsteps froze, and he said, "Nine o'clock direction, dig up!"

"Whew!"

Mocha's right hand jerked up, and the ground in the direction of Xiao Zhengtai shook violently at nine o'clock, and the earth was suspended in the air.

As soon as his eyelids lifted, Xiao Zhengtai looked at the silvery white scattered in the soil, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Eleven grams of Thai oxygen diocyanide, according to the amount of residue in the air, it should have been buried eight hours ago." ”

Looking down and recording on the tablet, Xiao Zhengtai continued to move forward.

Not long after, a choking smell of blood permeated a radius of hundreds of meters.

There was a strange light flashing in his big eyes, Xiao Zhengtai took a deep breath, a look of enjoyment appeared on his face, and said to himself with a smile: "Sixty-one people died here, there are twenty-eight different poisons. ”

"Mocha, condense and refine a cubic meter of air!"

"Yes!"

Mocha was very curious, he didn't know what Xiao Zhengtai was doing, but he didn't refuse, his hands clenched into fists, and there were words in his mouth.

Almost instantaneously, a cyclone was born out of thin air, crushing a cubic of air into a ball.

Gradually, white spots of light appeared in the air, as well as some black powder.

"Annoyed!" Looking at the white dots of light in the air and the black powder, a helpless look appeared on Xiao Zhengtai's face, "I'm not familiar with today's poisons at all, and it's not so easy to analyze the characteristics of these toxins. However, it can be seen from the residual toxins that these toxins have one thing in common, that is, compatibility. The melting point is blood!"

With that, Xiao Zhengtai continued to move forward.

Bata and Mocha looked at each other, vaguely, and vaguely understood Xiao Zhengtai's plan.

A few minutes later, the four appeared where Bucer was restrained, with a thick layer of lime powder still remaining on the ground.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Smelling the smell of blood in the air that was mostly dispersed by lime powder, as well as the traces of battle remaining on the ground, Xiao Zhengtai seemed to be able to see the scene at that time.

The little finger clicked on the tablet, and the smile on Xiao Zhengtai's face became more and more intense, "You are brave and strategic, and your heart is ruthless enough." It's a pity that the overall picture is not strong!"

Shaking his head, Xiao Zhengtai put away the tablet, looked up at the blue sky, and smiled softly, "He's not as good as me!"

"Let's go, go to Shaolin Temple!"

Seeing Xiao Zhengtai walking towards the Shaolin Temple with his calves, Mocha leaned in front of Bata and muttered in a low voice: "Who is the judge saying is inferior to him?"

"Hell knows!"

has been by Xiao Zhengtai's side for more than half a month, but Bata's calculation of Xiao Zhengtai can be regarded as convinced.