A person's bottom line is like a dam on both sides of a river. Even if there is a small gap, the turbulent river water will continuously impact and penetrate along the gap until the whole dam is completely destroyed.

The bottom line has always been broken. If you can't stick to it for the first time, you often don't stick to it for the second time.

In this way, a medium-sized gathering place with a population of more than one million was brought under the control of the practitioners in a more gentle and attractive way.

The most terrible thing is that there are still many things to be improved in the newly established new organization of the alliance of human beings. Local control and high-level supervision have not yet been implemented.

After the tragic death of more than 30000 disciples, these practitioners with eyes above the top finally put away their contempt for the psionic and human beings.

They pay a great price, but they grow very fast. Liu Zheng is only a pawn in their huge plan, not even the most critical one!

"Do you mean that as long as the corpse is still alive, you can call back the soul and get a new life?"

The young man with bandage on his arm, shaved head and ferocious tattoo on his face looks at the practitioner who is full of dust in front of him.

"Ha ha! My Lord, you have asked me this question more than ten times. Besides, I have proved it to you two months ago?

As long as you can complete our small request this time, your wife will be able to get a full seven days of new life! There is no empty talk on this point! "

The cultivator named blood dog, with a white paper fan in his hand, has a handsome face. The loose Taoist robe on his body just exudes his carefree temperament.

"I hope you can do what you say!" The bald man suddenly stood up from the tiger skin wooden chair, and the ferocious tattoos on his face all jumped with the horizontal meat, "inform the first team, the second team, two o'clock in the morning, surprise Yicheng!"

At the command of the bald man, the soldiers standing in the hall immediately responded loudly, dressed in thick armor, carrying a wide knife, and hurried to the door.

"So good!" The blood dog laughed and clapped. The shaking frequency of the white paper fan in his hand was a little cheerful.

He sat on the chair, took a cup of tea from the tea table, took a sip of it, and reminded the bald man: "master mofeng, have you thought about your words for dealing with the alliance of human beings? Do you want me to send some laborers to make trouble in that Yicheng? Give you an excuse to be famous? "

Mo Feng looked up at him. His fierce and ferocious look frowned and waved his hand. "I can deal with this kind of thing myself. You don't need to worry about it. You just need to revive my wife. You don't need to care about the rest."

Blood dog did not answer, simply nodded, and then picked up the tea cup, very enjoy drinking up.

The night time passes very fast. At this time, the sky in the early morning seems to be covered by dark clouds. The bright starlight and bright moonlight can't be seen at all. When the night wind is high, it's the best cover for killing and setting fire!

"A team of 100 dead people is finished!" "The second team is finished!"

Two hundred soldiers with thick combat armor and bronze ghost masks kneel on one knee in a large basement with long knives. Mo Feng, with a ferocious face, looks at the scene in front of him. At this time, his face is also a little relaxed.