I Kidnapped 1.4 Billion People

After waiting for a while, Jiang Xiaoyu didn't wait for death. He looked up in confusion and found that the man in brocade robes had already fought with Hua'er and had no time to care about him.

On Hua'er's forehead, divine runes shone, bursting out with powerful power, blocking the attacks of the brocade-robed man again and again.

After hesitating for a second, Jiang Xiaoyu took a deep breath and sank to the bottom of the lake.

His weapons were in the boat, which was destroyed and the weapons sank to the bottom of the lake.

After searching for a while at the bottom of the lake, I found my backpack and weapons. I put my gun on my back and swam towards the water with the package in my mouth.

Above the sky, the battle between the gods continues.

The luster of the runes on Hua'er's forehead gradually dimmed, and the power exuded was also diminishing. It was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

On one side of the lake, Jiang Xiaoyu surfaced and stepped onto land. After checking that the gun was not damaged, he held up the rifle with both hands and aimed the gun at the battlefield.

In order to cope with various crises in other worlds, the thermal weapons they carry are all the best of the best, far beyond the comparison of ordinary guns and ammunition.

After thinking about it, Jiang Xiaoyu changed the magazine, took out a golden bullet packed in a special box from his backpack, put it in the magazine, reloaded, and took aim.

In the battlefield, the man in brocade robe suddenly felt a strong crisis coming, and the hair on his body stood up.

The expression of the man in brocade robe changed slightly, his body was bright red and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Xiaoyu on the shore.

Jiang Xiaoyu remained motionless, adjusting the sight bit by bit, measuring wind speed, air humidity and other factors.

He only has one chance to shoot. If the enemy is not dead after one shot, he will die.

The man in brocade robes really couldn't understand why he would feel a trembling sense of crisis in his soul in a little mortal. This was simply unreasonable.

But the man in brocade robes knew one thing. The mortal who brought him great danger must be eliminated.

The surface of the lake surged, rolling up a large area of ​​water and condensing it into a water ball.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyu fired.

The blue fire flashed from the muzzle, and the golden bullet trailed the blue tail flame, rubbing violently with the space and burning.

A small hole was punched through the condensed water ball in the river. Looking through the small hole, a blood hole of the same size appeared on the forehead of the man in brocade robes.

"Wow."

The water ball collapsed and turned into a large curtain of water falling down.

Behind the water curtain, the man in brocade robes had protruding eyes and an expression of disbelief on his face.

It was unbelievable that he, a great monk, would fall into the hands of a mortal ant.

No, he didn't die in the hands of mortals, he died in the hands of mortals as a magical instrument.

What kind of instrument is that? Why does it have no source of power fluctuations, but it can exert huge destructive power.

Destined to have no one to answer the question, the body of the man in brocade robe fell into the river together with Shui Mu.

Drops of sweat ran across the tip of his nose and fell on the grass. Jiang Xiaoyu turned over and lay on the grass, breathing in the fresh air.

He survived.

The flower with aura flowing around her body fell in front of Jiang Xiaoyu and looked at him in surprise.

It was such a magical weapon that defeated a powerful monk.

Only this time, the weapon killed not the low-level Body Refining Realm monks, but the Yuandan Realm monks who were ten thousand times more terrifying than the Body Refining Realm monks.

Who are these people and where do they come from.

Where did these horrific weapons come from?

Hua'er became more and more curious about Zhang Yichen and his group. These people were shrouded in a thick fog, which attracted her to explore the truth behind the fog.

"Little girl, don't look at me so scary."

Jiang Xiaoyu stood up like a carp, put away his weapon, and put on his backpack.

"Can you help me save Uncle Yan?"

Hua'er gritted her teeth and looked at Jiang Xiaoyu with big helpless eyes.

Jiang Xiaoyu is not Zhang Yichen, so he won't do this.

"Girl, you think too highly of me. I'm just an ordinary mortal and can't do anything."

Jiang Xiaoyu strode forward and said without looking back: "Goodbye, no, don't meet again in the future. We can't afford to get involved in your troubles."

"If you can help me save Uncle Yan, the Huiyue clan will be deeply grateful." Hua'er said loudly.

Jiang Xiaoyu walked faster after hearing this.

Although the benefits promised by the gods are good, life is more important.

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Studio.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Master, where are you?"

Zhang Yichen: "We are here, here..."

Leng Feng: “We are in a place we don’t even know the name of.”

Jiang Xiaoyu? ?

Leng Feng: "You are safe."

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Safe, I just killed a powerful immortal with one shot."

Zhang Yichen: "Brother Yu, 666! I was almost scared to death by the gods. It's so scary."

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Proud emoticon."

Jiang Xiaoyu: "A god? It's not a big deal. He's still made of flesh and blood. He'll still die if a bullet hits his head."

Zhang Chong: "Little fish, ox! The gods have been killed."

Lu Yan: "Stinky fish, come back alive."

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Okay, okay, I will go back alive."

Leng Feng: "We are about to arrive at a city I don't know the name of. Keep in touch and we will meet up in the city soon."

Jiang Xiaoyu: "OK, received."

…

Inside Yunwu City.

Zhang Yichen and others randomly found an inn to rest.

"You have heard that the gods of Yanshan Sect and the gods of Yunwu Sect are fighting."

"Who doesn't know about this now? It has been spread long ago."

"Then do you know why the two immortal sects are fighting?"

"It is said that a disciple of the Yunwu Sect stole two cows from the Yanshan Sect, and the two sects started fighting."

"Shit, are two cows worth fighting with gods? That's just a reason to start a fight. The real situation is that Yanshan Sect wants to expand its territory and want to annex Yunwu Sect."

Zhang Yichen and the other three ate in silence, their ears raised, listening to the conversations of the diners around them.

Wherever there are intelligent beings, there will be competition for interests. This is an eternal principle and applies to any intelligent ethnic group.

"I heard that the Supreme Elder of the Yanshan Sect has broken through to the Yin Shen realm, and his soul is freed from the shackles of the physical body and is free between heaven and earth."

"This news must be true, otherwise the Yanshan Sect would not take action against the Yunwu Sect. Without the strength of the Yin Shen realm, the Yanshan Sect cannot swallow the Yunwu Sect."

"I also heard that Yanshan Sect is recruiting disciples with outstanding talents to prepare for territory expansion."

"This is a good sign. The Yanshan Sect is at the right time to hire people. Once you are lucky enough to join the Yanshan Sect, your status will definitely rise."

"Who says it's not the case? But recruiting disciples from those big sects is like getting gold from the sand. How many people can reach it?"

As soon as these words came out, the inn suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere of silence spread.

These words undoubtedly hit their pain point.

Most of them have participated in the sect's assessment and are well aware of how stringent the sect is in selecting disciples. They are all the selected ones!

"We don't have to think about drinking and drinking, but our heirs may not be able to join the sect and practice deeper divine methods."

The silent atmosphere became warm again, but compared to the warm atmosphere just now, it dropped by more than three points.