The Original Seeker

　　 After confirming that a large number of his own people had completed the entire encirclement on the periphery, Bai Mo did not have the initial sense of pressing, and began to slowly take the initiative to reduce the combat intensity and minimize the frontal collision with the enemy.

Because he knows that such a barrier magic circle must have a time limit, especially because a large number of people outside are constantly cracking it, so even if the people who control the magic circle use their lives to delay for a little time, they face hundreds of The attackers are nothing more than desperate struggles.

　　 Although it is said that the brave meets on a narrow road, the brave wins, but Bai Mo can win without fighting as long as he drags for a while. Naturally, there is no need to fight against such fanatics who can break things at any time. He has always hated this kind of meaningless fighting.

　　 With the ability to teleport and create mirages, Bai Mo continued to drag the time minute by minute, anyway, the general trend was on his side, and he won when he dragged it to the battlefield.

　　 "This despicable unbeliever!" Kaqier secretly spit, "Sure enough, as the intelligence said, as long as you can't fight head-on, you won't fight head-on. There is no strong spirit at all."

　　 "A round of gods are watching us!" As a fighting priest, he naturally has the essence of human heart control. When his subordinates become frustrated because of the constant punching, he promptly uses the power of faith to boost morale.

　　 "Wansheng!"

　　 "Wansheng!"

Although there are actually only twenty people left who are yelling loudly, it does not give people the feeling of individuality. Behind every fanatic, it seems that there are thousands of believers standing and praying, this kind of weirdness. The situation also makes people outside feel a little uncomfortable.

"He still cares about ordinary people, and then try to use them as a cover for offense, to force him to show his true body!" Caqier felt that he had found a breakthrough that would make him have to show up, so he used mental fluctuations to show himself The meaning of is conveyed to other people's minds.

For believers who are not one-wheel gods, these fanatics basically don’t treat them like the same kind. Naturally, there is no need to talk about sympathy or morality. As long as they can maximize their own interests or benefit the gods behind them, they do everything Can make it.

Even when Kaqir preached as a pastor, he basically stood from a higher, enlightened perspective. The lost lamb was just a stone before being enlightened and converted, but after enlightenment, it became "spiritual". Existing, he would not have any pity for an ordinary stone. It's blocked, just kick it away.

　　 So after the negotiation between Yun Wuyong and Bai Mo broke down, they would be able to sell him without hesitation, directly detonating the bomb on him.

　　 Or in other words, they were actually prepared to do this from the beginning, otherwise they would not directly let the bomber use his power to hide a large number of high explosives.

　　 After receiving the command from the leader, the remaining team members immediately implemented the established hostage-taking tactics.

Seeing this situation, Bai Mo quickly calculated that no matter how he attacked, he would definitely fall on his group of classmates first, facing the impact of this degree in their current state of wounds, without any life. The possibility of coming down.

　　 "Hand over what you are holding, and then let us go, otherwise all of these people will die!" Cachir yelled loudly in fluent Chinese, not only threatening Bai Mo, but also exerting pressure on the people surrounded outside.

After hearing this, the outsiders responsible for violently cracking the barrier formations, in order to avoid carrying the hostage scapegoat, stopped the attack in their hands for a while, and waited for the orders of the superior. Anyway, there is not much interest related, everything Just follow the instructions.

　　 "Can you make people paddle well?" Bai Mo complained, and then slowly stopped on the ground.

　　 "Throw it over and give it to me." Caqier thought he still chose to be soft when standing still on the ground.

　　 "Psionic-storm." Bai Mo did not care about Kaqier's words, silently said four words, and then began to emit a dazzling white light on his back...

　　 "You! Don't mess around, don't want their lives?"

　　 Endless psionic missiles flew out from behind Bai Mo to answer this question instead of him.

　　 As the founder of Psionic Missile, and one of the improvers of several new versions, his knowledge of this spirituality far exceeds the imagination of other users. The eight threads of the brain began to dispatch the massive psionic energy contained in this body at the same time in a non-conflicting manner.

　　 Hundreds of small tracking missiles gush out from behind every second, and under the guidance of divine consciousness, they rush toward each enemy like raindrops, and the psychic light that radiates even obscures the sight of those with abilities outside the array.

　　 "I said he didn't try his best." Chen Bo continued his previous words, "Right."

　　 "But according to the existing records, Mr. Bai Mo is clearly a melee and support type compound ability ~www.wuxiaspot.com~how now..." The men next to him were a little puzzled.

　　 "We are capable people, human beings who know how to think. We are not just brute force apes. In addition to developing our own abilities, we also need to use spiritual skills to fill our own shortcomings."

　　 "The ability is too single, and it is easy to be restrained, and even the most ordinary general spiritual arts, as long as the amount is accumulated to a certain level, it can also destroy the world, and there is no shortcoming to be the right direction."

　　 "A person who kills himself without blinking his eyes, such a cold and ruthless character, is destined to have no loyal subordinates." The more sympathetic Chen Fangqing sneered at Bai Mo's indiscriminate attack without hesitation.

　　 "Fangqing, if you are not in charge of the soldiers, you will be broken when you are merciful. You are also a member of the military, don't you understand this truth?" Chen Bo continued to speak calmly. This kind of scene is nothing more than pediatrics for him, and he has faced even more cruel things during the **** months in the United States.

　　 "But with his character, he really can't be a superior, so he also chose a path that really suits him, which is a good thing."

　　 In more than a year, Chen Bo has gradually adapted to the new identity brought by his own strength. He is no longer the former middle-level officer, but the leader of a big country.

　　 "I just don't know what they are fighting for. It is worth a round of training to send such a luxurious death team."

"They are too arrogant. They have been preaching everywhere in Huaya before, especially this Kaqier, publicly preaching that doctrine is higher than the law, even if it is not here to die today, I plan to send someone to deal with him." After learning about this person's behavior in the previous report, Zi directly issued a death sentence to him.

　　 "As for what was robbed, ask Bai Mo afterwards. Anyway, he can't hand it over. Let's watch the fun."