My golden finger is delicious

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The faces of the people from the Holy Sect were extremely ugly.

Looking at what China has done today, it is clear that it does not want to be reasonable.

Why did Hua Xia take advantage of a thousand regrets in his heart?

I regret even more why I was obsessed with accepting the funding from the United States in the first place.

If we had taken over the funding from the local plutocrats and developed a small brainwashing cult, although it would not have grown to the scale it is today, it would not have been attacked by evil sharks.

If we had been cautious at the beginning and hid our connections with the United States deeper, we might not have ended up in such a dilemma.

What now?

China regards them as the "salary" to draw out the firepower, and the United States regards them as the "car" to abandon the car to protect the commander-in-chief.

They are not human beings inside or outside here.

He wasn't lying about the question just now.

The people who came here today are certainly high-ranking members of the Holy Religion, and they are also core members.

China will not let down its vigilance unless it gives it a genuine "car".

But by killing them all, the Holy Cult is over, but the conspiracy of Lao Mei is not.

Yes, everyone guessed it right.

The United States is indeed "making the same mistakes again."

They want to restart that plan again.

Artificially create a group of super masters, masters who are capable of fighting practitioners.

Different methods, different operations, the same disregard for human life.

The only mistake they made was that they never expected that just after the plan was launched, they would attract such strong hostility just because of the issue of nationality.

A major war must be nipped in the bud.

They shouted angrily.

Why! Just because we are country M! You just think we are doing bad things!

This is prejudice, this is discrimination!

That... excludes the matter of man-made practitioners.

Is it not a bad thing to support a cult?

The thoughts here are unpredictable and difficult to understand, and the ghosts above are fighting hard to separate.

As a real ghost cultivator.

Jiang Lan's strength is beyond doubt, not only did she die more than a hundred years earlier than her opponent.

Even before he came, he was armed to the teeth by Wu Ding.

The health bar is replenished.

She never fell behind from the beginning.

The reason why the opponent has not been defeated until now is because the opponent is somewhat powerful.

Mei Qiang has long ignored his dignity and kept applying various BUFFs to his ancestor.

In the Holy Sect, he is the only one who can play around, and the others can only worry.

They know that all it takes is a little movement of their fingers.

China can start "legitimate defense" here.

What can they do! What can they do!

They are dead.

This was something I had guessed before coming to this Hongmen Banquet.

But when we really face it, we feel the sadness, pain and despair in our hearts.

It can never be expressed with words and words.

They want to fight, rebel, and drag the United States into trouble, but... they can't.

If the United States dares to let them come, they are well prepared.

Here in China...

"The material is good..." Wu Ding said in a sympathetic tone.

But it made all the enemy personnel on the scene feel terrified.

Wu Ding's eyes when he looked at them just now were still like "order the troops and generals to kill so and so". Now Wu Ding's eyes when he looked at them were like "the fish on the chopping board, the meat on the chopping board, whether the vegetables are juicy and whether the pesticides have been removed." "

After picking and choosing, I barely qualified.

"You, you..."

Mei Qiang focused on the battle, and the faces of a man and a woman behind Mei Qiang had turned from white to green.

Although the possibility of their survival this time is not high, it all depends on whether China can hold their own.

These few possibilities are all based on their excuse not to give China a hand this time.

Otherwise, good people in the world would be held at gunpoint.

However, now...it seems that people are not so good.

If Wu Ding had just dressed a little weirdly before.

Now, that definitely means he doesn't look like a good person.

His temperament and charm all reveal the aura of doing evil.

This is no longer just about killing people and silencing them.

But let them live a life worse than death.

Just when they were frightened, an old acquaintance from the special security office behind them suddenly spoke.

"Wu Ding! Don't go overboard."

"Emmm..." Wu Ding looked unhappy when the reins of a runaway wild horse were finally pulled, which made the Holy Cult even more uneasy.

Wu Ding complained to the people behind him without looking back.

His eyes were still fixed on the people of the Holy Cult.

"Isn't it agreed beforehand..."

"That's...that kind of situation can..."

"Tch, it's better than..."

"Wood Cauldron!"

"Okay, okay, I'll wait."

Half of the simple dialogue is supported by ellipses.

Neither party made eye contact.

A faint warning looked at the back of Wu Ding's head.

One eye continued to look at them with salivation, a look of reluctance on his face.

This part of the puzzle that required a lot of thinking caused several people to almost die on the spot.

I thought that the worst case scenario was death, but now Hua Xia didn't know where to find an evil cultivator.

Aboveboard hint: No, no, no, death is just the beginning.

Mei Qiang took a mouthful of essence and blood in the ancestral ghost mountain.

The whole person suddenly aged ten years.

However, the ancestor ghost was glowing with red light, and with an exquisite spell, he grabbed a gap and attacked Jiang Lan.

For a moment, the offense and defense were reversed.

But it was only for a moment.

How long can the additional effect of burning blood and essence last?

Jiang Lan was hit, and her temper obviously rose. She reached out to touch her earrings.

She saw Wu Ding shaking his head imperceptibly.

Then she retracted her hand, pulled out a big knife (?) from her sleeve and chopped it up.

Chinese people: It seems that the style of painting is wrong, but it can be seen that he is desperately letting the water go. Is Wu Ding still not well?

Wu Ding: ………… I am trying hard.

His eyes were cast on the trembling group of people from the Holy Church again.

The current situation on the scene is that ordinary people are all shrinking back and dare not approach.

Because of the formation that Wu Ding arranged first.

Ordinary people are already quite uncomfortable.

Jiang Lan opened a big move, and the erosion of ghost energy on the human body was enough to cause illness.

The strong and healthy military men are still okay, but those who were run to talk nonsense have already lost their souls.

The remaining monks.

Mei Qiang was still fighting hard, and a man next to him who should be his son was playing a tricky trick.

He kept giving Mei Qiang medicine.

But it seems that he doesn't have a high status in the organization, and his strength is not strong.

PASS

Behind Mei Qiang, a man and a woman with ugly faces...

They seem to be strong, but they are more inclined to be conspiratorial.

Wu Ding just tried to show his acting skills, and these two people are the most imaginative.

But the last one.

An old man who looks about the same age as Mei Qiang.

It's a bit interesting.

His attention from beginning to end was on the fight between Jiang Lan and the ancestor ghost.

Very good, this one should have some eyesight.

Wu Ding took a look at the fight between the two ghosts and laughed disdainfully.

After attracting the absolute attention of the target person.

Wu Ding's hand began to appear one by one.

In addition to the Chinese people at the scene, it is estimated that only the three American soldiers last time had an impression of this kind of Wu.

"Wu Ding!" The Chinese teammate once again pretended to scold.

He successfully stepped on the opponent's psychological defense line again and crushed it with his heel.

"I didn't do anything. My hands are itching. I'll practice. It should be okay."

Wu Ding threw the characters into the air.

He looked like he was just ready to kill or attempted murder at any time... You really can't do anything to him.

Before the knife really fell, the sharpest dog-head guillotine was just a decoration.

You can't cry about "abuse of lynching" just because Bao Daren shouted "Wang Chao Ma Han".

Others were just scared, but the old man who was highlighted by Wu Ding had his pupils shrink.

His dry lips began to tremble.

Because Wu Ding's Wu characters began to change into array plates.

Some of these small array plates he couldn't understand but could guess their uses, and some he understood but didn't understand their uses.

Along with these arrays, a lot of natural treasures floated out of Wu Ding's backpack.

These precious and rare materials were integrated into the array.

Each one was purified and refined in an orderly manner.

They blended and combined with each other.

The array disk also underwent a series of transformations.

Holy Church:…………You have smashed down so many precious natural treasures, and you are just showing them off for fun? This is definitely preparing to start a fight! ! !

Everyone was afraid, but the old man was the most afraid.

Because he understood!

Wu Ding was refining.

He was refining the array.

Others arranged the materials and then drew the array.

This person, only used spiritual power to condense the most basic array disk.

Then he used natural treasures to condense in reverse...

What kind of strength can create this miracle.

What kind of talent and wonderful inheritance can have such a genius idea.

China is indeed the place loved by heaven and earth...

The old man looked at Wu Ding's increasingly excited expression.

He knelt down on the spot.

"I am willing to tell you, I am willing to tell you everything, but please don't..." He glanced at the semi-finished product in Wu Ding's hand.

"Mr. Takeshima!"

Oh, this guy is an islander.

"Mr. Takeshima, you don't care..."

"I know! I know!" The old man who had always been calm was full of fear in his eyes, staring at Wu Ding.

He was not afraid of Wu Ding's talent, strength and this unprecedented refining array.

He was afraid of the meaning Wu Ding showed.

These arrays are used to refine people!

It is clear that people are refined into something! !

It is normal for China to want their lives, they are not good people.

It is normal for the Americans to want their lives, the Americans are not good people.

Under the same conditions, they are more willing to take a conservative route and keep the "hostages".

But now, China is not just wanting their lives.

The balance was instantly unbalanced.

Wu Ding smiled with satisfaction, it's good if you understand it, it's good if you understand it.

It's not in vain for his painstaking "plagiarism".

It's not that I copied Yelu Munro's technology, that thing has been taken to the grave.

But I can copy his concept.

Your body, your soul, will be refined alive.

Become a material without dignity.

Please imagine the pain and humiliation.

Those who have imagined it have already knelt down.

Takeshima knelt down quickly, and the people on the Chinese side were very happy. This meant that subsequent PlanB, PlanC and the like could be saved.

An Rou and the others immediately took action.

The strongest ones held Wu Ding to the back in a kidnapping manner.

An Rou rushed to Zhudao and asked him to say what he needed to say quickly.

Wu Ding glared at Zhudao with a look of unwillingness.

This made Takeshima even more determined to rebel.

"My apprentice is in their hands..." Takeshima first expressed his concerns.

This is his only heir.

"Do you believe in the promise of the Americans?" An Rou couldn't believe that she was still so stupid now.

Do you dare to trust a country with a negative reputation?

"I can't guarantee that my loyalty will allow them to let him go, but at least, if I betray, they will definitely not let him go."

This is true.

Takeshima closed his eyes in guilt, he was scared, and he was selfish in the end.

"Don't worry, as long as you speak out, we will save the person. Even if you die, we will save the person first."

"Can I...choose the way to die?" The reason for Zhudao's surrender was not just that he didn't want to die at the hands of Wu Ding.

"We can still make the decision on this."

Takeshima was silent for a while and expressed that he wanted to talk to the man and woman alone. Do ideological work.

Because he only knows part of it, and only the combination of what they know can know the overall plan and information of Lao America.

It is obvious that Takeshima understands the basic principle of "voting for a name certificate".

If you, the person who takes the lead in surrender, don't show enough sincerity.

China will not do its best to save people.

"You are crazy. As long as the news here is wrong, there will be a killer over there."

"If people from country M cannot be trusted, can China be trusted?"

"What are you betting on?"

"What we do...China will not let us go."

These words were all spoken by the man and the woman. No one heard what Takeshima said.

But the horrified looks on the two men's faces as they looked at Wu Ding spoke volumes.

They don't want to die, they just have no choice.

Now that a more horrific way to die is placed in front of them, the bargaining chip that Lao Mei holds is immediately lighter.

The representatives of country M huddled in the back, even though they could only lie down, even though they could not hear clearly what was going on here.

Still keenly aware of the "problem".

Just when they want to use special contact information to contact the rear.

I found that I couldn’t spread anything.

Whether it is Taoist methods or modern technology, everything is misfired.

Wu Ding: No, no, don’t they really think that I deployed such a large formation in the first place just to add the same BUFF to both ghosts?

The three betrayers here have just finished communicating in a low voice.

Then he gave me a confirming look.

Jiang Lan opened the door immediately.

After taking off the earring, he gently swept it and turned it into a chain to bind the ancestor ghost. It was completely impossible for the strong and bright flame that appeared on the ghost's hand to be instantly covered with the chain.

The ancestor ghost disappeared completely.

Mei Qiang spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot and fell to the ground unconscious.

His son was knocked unconscious by An Rou in the next second.

Jiang Lan was even more unambiguous and rushed directly towards the group of ordinary people behind.

A stunning face instantly turned green, fanged, ferocious and bloody.

If she doesn't kill someone, it will harm her merits.

It's easy to stun these noobs.

Only when you become a ghost do you realize that scaring living people... is quite fun.

Some brave people were not frightened and fainted immediately.

It's almost time to faint after being swept away by the Yin Qi.