"It's your turn!"

Ren Tingting looked under the wall behind her.

When she came, she asked Zhang Xianzong to select ten good marksmanship and replace them with ordinary versions of law-breaking rifles.

They had been behind the wall before, so they were not injured by the fat monk's lion roar, but at this moment, when they heard Ren Tingting's greeting, they hurriedly climbed up the wall, put on a good posture, and pointed their guns at the fat monk not far ahead.

"Look at it, be sure to fight again, don't hurt the old lady!"

Ren Tingting advised, Ren Weiyong and the fat monk come and go, the posture and position are constantly changing, if you are not careful, the possibility of accidental injury is very high.

"These ordinary versions of the law-breaking rifles only have the power-breaking power of the Taoist level, although with the power of the bullet itself when it is fired, it can definitely threaten the mage-level inhumans, but this monk has the Buddhist "Golden Bell Jar", and the defense is amazing, unless it hits the eyes, nostrils, ears and other weak defensive places, otherwise these ordinary versions of the law-breaking rifles should not be able to threaten him. ”

Lin Jiuzhizhu held it in his hand, picked up the two Inhuman version of the law-breaking rifles under his feet, held one for himself, and handed the other to Ren Tingting, "This thing, if it hits, it will definitely be enough for him to drink a pot." Let's not do it yet, let them harass them with the normal version first, and make the monk think that the power of these bullets is nothing more than that. Wait for him to let his guard down, and then let him taste the power of these Inhuman versions of the Spellbreaker Rifle. ”

"Good!" Ren Tingting took the rifle, her face was a little strange, but she didn't expect that Uncle Jiu, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, also had such a deep city, and it seemed that she would have to be more careful when dealing with him in the future.

Otherwise, he might have been sold by him, and he would have helped him count the money!

"Master, isn't this a bit of a lack of martial arts?" Honest humanities are a little confused, the master's behavior, the etiquette, righteousness and shame that he usually teaches himself are a little conflicting.

“……”

Lin Jiu's face froze, and before he could open his mouth to teach, Qiusheng had already slapped Wen Cai on the back of the head and taught him a lesson: "Martial arts? What is Wude? Can it be eaten as a meal? ”

Qiusheng glanced at Lin Jiu's face with the rest of his eyes, and seeing that he was still stiff, he hurriedly continued to remedy: "For the friends in the rivers and lakes who are good friends and have no conflicts, we naturally have to show a famous demeanor, be reasonable, and have abundant martial virtues, but for the enemy who wants your life, you don't have to be so particular." ”

After Qiusheng finished teaching Wencai, he looked at Lin Jiu again and said with a sneer: "Master, I understand correctly, right?" ”

"Teachable!" Lin Jiu's face softened.

Raise your gun and point the muzzle of the gun at the fat monk downward.

Although it has only been a few days to touch the gun, but it has kung fu in the body, strong learning ability, these days have been familiar with the gun, within a hundred steps, dare not say that there are no false shots, but also have a great deal of confidence to hit the target.

Mana was poured in, and there was a faint amount of magic light surging on the gun's body, which made the originally ordinary-looking rifle a little more sloppy.

Ren Tingting also raised her gun to aim, pouring mana into the gun and preparing.

Buzz –

On Ren Tingting's chest, there was a faint glow on the copper coin hanging with a red rope, and Gu Qianqiu's thoughts were entangled from the netherworld.

It's not that I'm worried about Ren Tingting, they can't handle this fat monk.

A practice of the funeral scriptures, there is a kind of stiff mid-stage cultivation of the iron-armored corpse, plus a mid-mage Maoshan true legend, a group of demons led by demons with the early cultivation of powerful ghosts, and a team of well-equipped sergeants, if they can't handle a monk in the late stage of a mage, then they deserve to die.

His purpose was to observe the return of the main god's breath after the fat monk's death.

At the same time, I also want to try it to see if I can contaminate my own breath with the breath of the returning main god.

If he could, the aura of the main god contaminated with his aura would return to the main temple, then he would be able to find the location of the main temple through the sense of his own up.

This method has been used by many great powers in the heavens and all worlds, but none of them have worked.

But Gu Qianqiu still wanted to give it a try.

After all, everyone's means are different, and if others can't do it, maybe he can?

Try and you won't get pregnant!

In the distant autumn realm, in the autumn hall, Gu Qianqiu's deity also got up directly, stepped out, and disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had already come to the edge of this realm of the end of the law.

Because of the protection of the immeasurable world by the rules of the heavens and all worlds, the immortals who were not born in this world, or even the existence above the immortals, could not enter the world.

Therefore, he could only wait quietly outside the realm, waiting for the reincarnation to die and the main god's breath to return.

……

Bang bang bang –

In the open space directly in front of the town office, Ren Weiyong and the fat monk come and go.

The fat monk is already a small realm higher than Ren Weiyong, and his cultivation is the body of King Jin Zhong, who is known for his physical body, and he can definitely easily defeat Ren Weiyong.

Who has ever seen it, and after the fight, he found out that this is not the case at all.

He has beaten a lot of zombies in the middle of the zombie jump.

But there is no one who is fierce in front of him.

Whether it is strength or defense, this guy is not comparable to an ordinary zombie in the middle of the zombie jump, and he can be evenly matched with him without falling behind.

The fat monk walked the heavens, and he was also well-informed, and he quickly reacted. "Damn, he's not an ordinary zombie, he's a xenomorph armor corpse among zombies. It seems that if you don't show some real skills, you won't be able to beat this guy. ”

"Boom-"

As soon as his mind moved, the red flame that was originally entangled in the fat monk's body turned into a pitch-black demonic flame in an instant, and there was a little more blood in his clear eyes at this moment.

The whitewashing is three points weaker, and the blackening is ten times stronger.

The body of King Jin Zhong, the king of the Ming Dynasty that he practiced, is an evil Dharma, and under normal conditions, it is no different from normal Buddhism, but once it is infused with the true intention of the evil Buddha, its power will skyrocket.

However, he did not practice this method to the realm of entering the hall and controlling it freely, and he could not perfectly grasp the true intention of the evil Buddha, once he used it, his mind and mind would be affected by the true intention of the evil Buddha, and his reason would be invaded by the true intention of the evil Buddha, and he would become brutal and murderous, until his strength was exhausted.

He doesn't care about killing, but if his reason is not invaded by the true intent of the evil Buddha once, he will be polluted a little, and his temperament will also be affected, so under normal circumstances, the fat monk will not use the true intent of the evil Buddha.

But now, it is not an ordinary situation, if he does not use the true intention of the evil Buddha, he is afraid that he will capsize in the gutter.

"Come again!"

The fat monk pounced again, and his big fist kept beckoning Ren Weiyong.

This time, he finally gained the upper hand and defeated Ren Weiyong.

"Ho-"

Ren Weiyong roared angrily, embarrassed.

Bang –

A sergeant found an opportunity and opened fire.

Specially made bullets are just around the corner.

Originally, the sergeant was aiming at the chest of the fat monk.

The fat monk in the helpless fight moved at high speed, and the bullet deviated from the target position and landed on his left shoulder.

With a bullet of breaking power, it pierced through the demonic flames covering the surface of his body and landed on his body.