Stop In The Deep Sea

This place belongs to the boundary between the second psychic zone and the nuclear zone, and the members of the Mimic Alliance quickly provided support.

Wang Xin took advantage of the terrain and constantly changed his route, like a low-flying thunderbird, constantly shuttling in the alley.

Dai Xingyue was on his back, her cheeks turning red and white. At this moment, the little girl regained some consciousness, and her pupils condensed into a normal shape.

But the desire for spiritual energy in her heart was as turbulent as the waves, constantly beating on her defenses, as if insects and ants had crawled into her flesh and blood, eroding her brain crazily.

Xue Ma can be called "spiritual ice poison", which is really domineering.

She wanted to say something, but her throat couldn't make a sound. The drug addiction that swept over her took control of her body, reaching the breaking point.

Feeling the warmth coming from Wang Xin's body, Dai Xingyue could no longer suppress it. His eyes gradually became blurred, and then became distracted again. He opened his mouth and bit Wang Xin's shoulder.

"Click~" a sound.

Xiaoyue's teeth cut into the flesh, and then like a baby, she sucked in the spiritual energy.

Wang Xin felt pain for a while, but glanced sideways and continued to move forward.

At this critical moment, there is no other way but to let her use her spiritual energy to relieve her drug addiction.

A few minutes later, Dai Xingyue finally absorbed enough spiritual energy and fell into coma again.

The rapid passage of spiritual energy made Wang Xin dizzy. He gritted his teeth and persisted, running wildly in the dark night with super high speed.

But he found that no matter how he changed his route, the minions of the Mimic Alliance could always quickly find their position.

After much hesitation, Wang Xin made a decisive decision, stopped at a corner, put Dai Xingyue beside him, hid in the bushes in the green belt, and set up an ambush.

In less than a minute, a small group of vanguards indeed appeared.

Wang Xin saw the right moment and took action decisively, killing them all with overwhelming force. After inspection, he found no clues.

Just as he was about to leave, the mobile phones in these people's pockets simultaneously beeped. Wang Xin took it out and saw that the precise location of him and Xiao Yue was displayed on the mobile phone.

He immediately threw away his cell phone and started rummaging around Xiaoyue's body. After a while, a small metal object fell to the ground.

"Damn it, it's a tracker!"

Wang Xin waved a burst of zhenqi and destroyed it. Thinking carefully, it should have been done by the short-haired man whose intestines he had just removed while Xiao Yue was not paying attention.

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps was heard again not far away.

Wang Xin was about to get up and run away, but found that the source of the footsteps was not the minions of the Mimic Alliance, but someone he knew well.

"It's you! The big guy who practices the Golden Bell Shield!"

Of course Wang Xin remembered him. This man was from Rashomon. He was 1.9 meters tall and quite strong. His arms and thighs were full of unexpected blood vessels. At that time, Chai Hao even teased him as varicose veins.

"Very good."

Wang Xin was overjoyed, thinking that the big guy was coming to meet him and Xiao Yue, so he took off his guard and turned around to investigate the other side.

Who would have thought that the big man would suddenly rise up, raise his fist as big as a casserole, and attack Wang Xin suddenly!

The cold wind of the fist came, and Wang Xin had no time to dodge, so he hit it hard with his body.

"Depend on……"

Wang Xin groaned and stumbled to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you so blind? Why did you hit me?"

Only then did he notice that under the virtual moonlight, the domineering look on the big man's face was no longer as honest and honest as before.

Time can really change a person.

"Hahahahaha..."

The big man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "How can you get along with Ge Yuanchun? In the end, won't you be like a rat crossing the street, being chased and beaten by the Mimic Alliance?"

When Wang Xin heard this, he felt it was quite harsh. He instantly understood that the other party had switched sides and joined the enemy's camp. He hated people who betrayed their friends the most in his life.

"I really didn't expect that. Are you worthy of Uncle Ge? Are you worthy of your former allies?"

The big man sneered again and again, as if he had heard something extremely funny: "Why do I care about those things? What do they have to do with me? From now on, I have nothing to do with Rashomon."

"If you do this, you will be punished by God!" Wang Xin was furious.

"I'm afraid of a ghost!" There was a joke in the big man's eyes: "Look at me now, one person is less than ten thousand people, I am popular and drink spicy food. I really don't know what I thought before, working on Rashomon all day long. After being busy, I only do drudgery. Now I know that there are so many interesting things in the world. Life is short, so you should have fun in time, little brother."

Wang Xin felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. He couldn't accept that these remarks came from the mouth of the naive big man in the past. He just thought that the other party was blinded by petty profits.

So he slowed down his tone and asked tentatively: "Brother, I am from the same sect before us, please give me face, don't stop me, let us both live a life..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party.

"Stop thinking about beautiful things, it's impossible!"

The big man continued: "Master Quan Henan has promised that as long as I capture you back to the organization, you will reward me with supreme internal strength and mental skills."

Wang Xin's face was full of hatred: "Use your pig brain and think about it, Quan Henan is a mimic, how can he have internal skills and mental skills? This picture is irrelevant!"

"Whatever you think, if you follow them, at least you will have cake to eat, but if you follow Ge Yuanchun, you won't even get cake!"

Wang Xin stopped talking. The other party was obviously terminally ill and there was no cure.

He was very curious as to what kind of ecstasy soup Quan Henan had poured into this big man, so that he could serve the alliance so wholeheartedly.

I had known before that the Mimicry Alliance could grow to 100,000 members in just a few months, which is enough to show that they are very good at attacking people's hearts. It turned out to be true when I saw it today.

Thinking of this, Wang Xin stopped trying to change the other person's mind. As the saying goes, people with different paths should not work together.

He tried his best to adjust the breath in his body, used hard qigong to temporarily seal internal injuries, and adjusted the state of every part of his body to the best.

"Okay, since the small temple of Rashomon cannot accommodate your big Buddha, today I will clean up the temple on behalf of the master!"

After saying that, he directly operated the "Great Heaven Sutra" and performed the Six Paths of Buddha's Hand.

Golden light instantly illuminated the space, and terrifying energy fluctuations manifested into a huge palm, which was overwhelming with unparalleled spiritual pressure.

Seeing this, the big man smiled contemptuously, and also circulated his spiritual energy. He sat back with his feet firmly, and two cracks suddenly appeared on the stone slab.

"Arrogance requires capital. No one dares to speak like this in front of my golden bell."

His lips moved, and the spiritual energy in his body continued to spread outwards. With a roar, it turned into an ancient fishing bell above his head.

"when--"

A huge impact echoed through the sky, and the strong wind caused by the two forces directly overturned an electromagnetic car parked on the roadside and moved it laterally for more than ten meters.