On the gravel slope outside, Kong Jing was in the car, carefully checking the information on the computer.

Suddenly, there were a few knocks on the glass, and Kong Jing suddenly raised her head.

Outside the glass, a human face was pressed tightly against the glass.

Kong Jing immediately put the computer away, and the moment the microcomputer was put away by him, there was an extra pistol in his other hand.

Kong Jing was more confident at this point, but this hit him in the face.

Kong Jing is a standard intelligence enthusiast, he believes that intelligence is the most important thing in this era, otherwise he doesn't know how to die, because of this he has also cultivated a good vigilance.

But even if you look at the information too much, someone sticks it to the glass, and you haven't found it yet, which is very revealing.

Kong Jing hid the pistol by the door, and quickly pulled the car door with her other hand to open it.

But at that moment, Kong Jing felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

He took back the hand that had opened the door and dropped the glass instead.

Outside is an old lady who doesn't know how long she has lived.

Is there something wrong?

The old lady knocked the cane in her hand on the ground and said in a hoarse voice.

My wife wants to go to a place, but she doesn't have a gift, so she wants to borrow something?

Kong Jing quietly put the pistol against the glass and poured.

If the item is fine, if the head is free.

The old lady shook her head.

I don't want anything, I just want a skin.

You gave it to me, and my wife won't get in the way of your eyes, I'll leave immediately, if you don't give it to me, I'll pick it up.

At that moment, Kong Jing threw the pistol out without hesitation.

That's right, it's too late to shoot, because the moment the words fell, that face was already pasted.

Seeing the pistol smashed into the old lady's face, Kong Jing immediately shook the glass up, and then quickly ignited the fire.

In the open space, Long Yunbiao stood up from the ground again, and the place where his chest was sunken returned to his original appearance again.

I don't know when I came over, Chubby and Shen Ting, who were resting in the distance, while protecting Li Wuya.

The icy cold air rushed everywhere in Li Wuya's body.

The five jars in front of him were all crushed by a huge invisible force at a certain moment, and all kinds of insects inside immediately crawled everywhere.

The cold chill of every pore on Li Wuya's body overflowed outward, and at the same time, streams of yellow energy bodies also appeared on Li Wuya's body, protecting Li Wuya's body from being too badly hit by resentment and scrapped.

The cold demon who was violently beating the dragon cloud standard suddenly stopped, turned his head quickly, and then let out a hysterical howl.

He didn't believe that a young man who was only 20 years old at most had the strength to support his courage, and put all his strength and everything into it for a victory.

You must know that this kind of insect is inherently poisonous, and the erosion of resentment is purely a tool for destroying the world created by a madman who doesn't care about anything.

He didn't care about Long Yunbiao who stood up again, he jumped over in three or two clicks, and Shen Ting, who had just stood up, was pressed back by the powerful coercion of the cold demon.

But by this time, many insects had already burrowed into the cold, and by the time they came out again, the world had been turned upside down.

After all, no one has ever seen an ant as big as a watermelon, nor has they ever seen a poisonous tongue like a small dragon.

When they came out of the cold, they crawled around, and when they saw someone, they rushed quickly towards them.

Shen Ting immediately stood up and was about to go over, pulling out Li Wuya, who was still sitting.

But at this time, Chubby pulled him down.

Don't go over, he's fine, and now he is protected by the power of the earth.

After waiting for him to finish this set of procedures for a while, and there is no resentment on his body, it is the most dangerous time, and he must use the shortest time to pull it over.

Shen Ting hummed and continued to observe intently.

The cold devil's whole body was for a while, because he was the only one who couldn't attack the nearby target, so all the bugs that had just come out of the resentment pounced on him.

The unlucky cold demon was just stunned, and there were five or six various insects hanging on his body, large and small.

I don't care about you.

The cold demon let out a loud roar, and a thick layer of ice floated all over his body.

Then he stretched out two fists wrapped in ice and snow, and slapped them, and the insects on his body were beaten into a blood mist by him one after another.

But there's more to the grievances than that, and the bugs aren't the only ones they can do.

5 minutes later, the defense on the cold devil's body was broken, and he screamed in pain, and 10 minutes later, Li Wuya discharged the resentment on his human skin.

At the moment when the chill disappeared, the two figures rushed out in no particular order, and one grabbed Li Wuya's arm and quickly pulled out of the danger zone.

The cold devil's face was crawled up by the branch insects, and at this moment their bodies had shrunk, and the cold devil was crawling all over his face.

Other abilities were bitten by insects and died, but now the cold demon is still struggling to support it with a strong defense.

In his miserable howl, everyone couldn't help but hear a desolate smell for a moment.

Li Wuya lay on the ground, his whole body had returned to his original feeling, and he could control his body, panting heavily.

At this time, there was finally a cheer from the other side.

The white bones that had been beaten like a blood gourd were kicked a few meters away by Leng Qingsong for the first few hundred times, and then he kept panting in place and never got up again.

Leng easily patted the dirty things on his body that didn't exist, and walked over step by step.

At this time, Li Wuya's weak voice was heard from afar.

Give it to me.

Leng Qingsong's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned his head to look at Li Wuya, who was stumbling over here.

Li Wuya smiled.

Hand him over to me, there's something wrong with this guy.

He nodded lightly and simply, then turned to leave.

At the moment when Leng easily left, a vertical sword appeared on Li Wuya's forehead, and at the same time, an identical mark appeared on Bai Gu's forehead.

Li Wuya smiled.

The last mission also devoured two dishonest guys, but that death should have drawn a lot of energy, and the energy of the two black-robed people was not obtained by themselves.

However, he has made his ability more stable, which is not for Li Wuya to believe that the truth that the people of the Doomsday Association have eaten are useful.

So nominally, White Bone is the first supporter of his abilities.

Li Wuya gently hooked his fingers, and the sense of implication in the dark was once again generated with the pull of the fingers, and the energy in Bai Gu's body skyrocketed, and then slammed into Li Wuya's body with that line.

At this moment, Li Wuya felt that the bottleneck that had sealed him for many days was a little loosened.

He quickly closed his eyes, and the spiritual power in his whole body was mobilized.

Once or twice, it kept hitting the rock-solid bottleneck.