The Fire Cloud Evil God finally obeyed.

If you don't accept it, you can't do it!

Outside the Huayin Steelworks, a basin is about to be recreated, and even if it is an iron body, it can't help but toss like this!

Wen Hong let go of his hand, and the Fire Cloud Evil God struggled to get up from this pit.

"Convinced?"

The Fire Cloud Evil God nodded: "Naturally, it is ...... to obey"

Click!

Wen Hong raised his hand and grabbed his right hand, directly breaking the metacarpal bone into a strange folded angle.

With the other hand, he took the strange-looking golden needle hidden weapon.

"I know what kind of character you are."

With a rub of his hand, the hidden weapon bloomed like a hualien, and the needle in it fell to the ground, crushing it into a long piece of iron with his foot.

He said: "If I want you to take it, if it is placed half a month ago, it is not a simple matter." But now, ......"

Boom! Click! Syllable!

I only heard a crackling sound, and I didn't know how many punches and palms Wen Hong made, directly crushing all the muscles and bones of the Huoyun Evil God, and the skull was soft and collapsed, and the skull fragments were about to splash out of the nose.

The Fire Cloud Evil God didn't let out a single scream, and it stopped because his vocal cords were broken.

"I've just entered the divine transformation, it's okay for me to enslave ordinary people mentally, a madman like you still needs to be tortured with heavy means before I can start."

After that, he dragged the Huoyun Evil God, which was no different from noodles, into the factory, and found an abandoned warehouse to enter.

Three days later, the heavens and the earth were missing before they heard Wen Hong walk out, and there seemed to be a man behind him, one step at a time, not daring to overstep.

The laborer who had experienced the incident three days ago and had seen the Huoyun Evil God was even more wide-eyed at this time, looking at the man, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

"This is the old man from three days ago?"

The hair is already blooming, but the top of the head is sparse and there are few roots, all relying on the sideburns to add brilliance, and there is no change.

But the head does not look like a head, and a piece is recessed on the left side, as if someone has knocked out a bone and pulled it out, and it is soft.

On the contrary, his height is a head higher, and he looks like he has lost forty or fifty pounds than the man three days ago, almost cutting his flesh, and his skin is close to his bones.

The legs were one in front and one in the back, dragging like a lame.

"From now on, he will be your leader."

Wen Hong patted the shoulders of the two of them, and the fire cloud evil god behind him smiled, but it was a little hideous.

The realm of divine transformation can influence others through spiritual power, and even enslave others.

Of course, this other person's must be far weaker than Wen Hong himself, and there is a great possibility of breaking free.

After all, it's not a great purdue technique, how can it be so powerful?

But in this world, with some techniques, there is no problem in enslaving the Fire Cloud Evil God.

The three-day heavy technique has deeply implanted the fear of Wen Hong in the heart of the Huoyun Evil God, and this kind of enslavement established by torture and fear is still a bit deterrent to a sinister character.

……

Since he enslaved the Huoyun Evil God, the first thing Wen Hong did was to destroy the Axe Gang.

He didn't need to take action in person in this matter, just let the heavens and the earth be broken, and the fire cloud evil god would come out, and he also saved some time for cultivation.

Later, after a quiet time, Wen Hong stayed on the beach for several months.

In the blink of an eye, it has reached an important point in time.

"Lao Wang is going to Dongying?"

Wen Hong sat on the leather chair in the study, and in front of him was an old farmer dressed plainly.

The old farmer said: "Yes, Dongying is going to hold a Greater East Asia Conference, and he was called." ”

Wen Hong's memory came to mind, and he went through this matter in his mind, and said: "This meeting is useless, now that Germany and Italy have lost the game, Dongying is just a grasshopper after the autumn."

It's just that I have a lot of anger in my heart. ”

The old farmer nodded: "We are also paying attention to the international trend, and it is not bad as you expected." ”

"And what are you going to do?" Wen Hong said suspiciously, "I'm just a puppet, don't ask me about major matters." Of course, if you ask me to kill Lao Jiang, it will be right. ”

The old farmer smiled: "No, no." This is a battle between the people and the people, and it is in accordance with the will of the people, and it can be crushed by the general trend. Chief, you just need to help us solve some obstacles in the cultivation world when the time comes.

In the final analysis, the people's struggle must be made by the people themselves to reap the fruits of victory. ”

"It's fine." Wen Hong shook his head, "What's the matter?" ”

"That's right."

The old farmer straightened up and took out a letter from his arms: "The person above knows about you, praises you greatly, and specially writes a letter of thanks for me to hand it over to you."

He also said that if you help the war of resistance, you will help the war of resistance, and this should be given money and money must not be less.

Those guns and ammunition, although we can't afford to pay them back now, we can put down a strip and slowly return it in the future, what do you think? ”

Wen Hong smiled: "I have taken back the money of those foreigners, and now I am not short of money." However, if you have the heart to give, then you will give, and if I don't accept it, won't I refute the good intentions? ”

He took the letter and pulled it out.

The handwriting is very familiar, and the letter that was made public in the era in which it was once lived is exactly the same.

Wen Hong was a little moved.

"Let me ask you, will it succeed in receiving Shanghai Tang next year?"

"What?"

The old farmer was shocked and sat up.

He vaguely guessed something, and said, "You want to ......"

"The war is coming to an end." Wen Hong smiled heroically, "After practicing for many days, you have to see a high and low to achieve."

Next year, I'm going to do a human sacrifice! ”

"That's good."

The old farmer bowed: "For the sake of the people, I thank you for your kindness." ”

The two chatted a few more words, and Wen Hong sent the person away and locked himself in the ashram of the practice.

This ashram is different from the past, with a large bronze tripod, which seems to have been made from some kind of museum or ancient tomb.

A fire rises below, and smoke billows from below.

The boiling water in Dingli is steaming, and the water vapor is paved.

There are a lot of traditional Chinese medicines, or whole ginseng, or ground powder, which looks yellow and fragrant, making people want to sneeze.

Wen Hong stretched out his hand and pointed in, feeling nothing.

After a while, the fingers were faintly red, and the heat penetrated into the flesh and skin, and then he took it out satisfied.

"Not bad, not bad."

He nodded.

It turned out that these days he was thinking hard about how to progress, and remembered the situation in the original book of eternal life.

Yan boiled Fang Han with yellow spring water, and practiced Yan Luo's golden body hard.

That yellow spring water is the first of the three thousand worlds in eternal life, it has supernatural powers, combined with the method of Yama's golden body, so that it will not cook people to a crisp and serve them directly on the table.

But Wen Hong doesn't have this baby!

Therefore, according to the medical book, he boiled such a large amount of medicinal soup and used it for medicinal baths.

Combined with his own Seven Heavens of Ice and Fire, he can also achieve it, but it is not as effective as Fang Han's Yama Golden Body.

He took off his robe, and the whole person entered the dingzhong naked.

This noodle is like a stewed goose.

"Shhhh

Wen Hong gasped and took a breath of hot air, using the kung fu of the Seven Heavens of Ice and Fire, through his skin, absorbing the heat and medicinal power of the outside world, posing in various yoga-like postures, stretching his body and exercising his muscles and bones.

Among them, he has already integrated the mystery of boneless jiu-jitsu, which is several times more complicated than the normal Seven Heavens of Ice and Fire.

If you change to someone else, such as Yue Buqun, who is proud of the world, you can't break the bones of your whole body unless you give yourself an inch.

Only a physical body like Wen Hong can practice by such means.