I can crush planets with my mind

Chapter 104. 103. Brothers
Horrific howls echoed in the underground tomb, and pairs of green fluorescent eyes quickly approached in the darkness.

These monsters seemed to have some kind of instinct, completely ignoring Lu Li, and all opened their fangs and claws to rush at Xiaocha!

Xiaocha was also unceremonious, raised the machine gun and pressed the trigger.

A round of 12.7MM bullets roared out of the chamber, mercilessly running over monsters blocking the way.

Big holes exploded one after another on the zombie's body. Even if the head was not shot, the torso would be incapacitated if it was hit twice.

The muzzle swept around, like a lawn mower plowing, and the ground was covered with purple-black remains and severed limbs.

Lu Li looked secretly pleased, but it's a pity that he can't use this gun yet.

The weight alone weighs sixty to seventy catties, not to mention the terrifying recoil.

It's really cool if you can use it!
I saw that the monster was not afraid of death, howling like a mad dog, rushing up and rushing forward!

Xiaocha was also on the rise, holding a machine gun and spitting flames frantically, blasting and smashing them!
Gradually, the roar of the zombies became smaller and smaller, and only the sound of electric picks drilling into the ground remained in the tomb.

Suddenly, the machine gun made a "click" air strike, and the 500 rounds in the magazine had been fired.

And the zombies were also slaughtered, leaving only a few incomplete ones who couldn't stand up, lying on the ground and screaming helplessly.

"happy!"

Xiaocha let out a long sigh of relief, then pulled out the M500 revolver and blasted the heads of several screaming zombies.

All of a sudden, the mausoleum was completely quiet.

It was the first time for the girl to reload a heavy machine gun. Lu Li reminded her:

"Although it is powerful, you are not very flexible when holding this thing. Beware of the enemy rushing forward."

Xiaocha nodded and said, "That's true. This thing is not suitable for melee combat. It's too long and has a lot of recoil."

No matter what weapon there is, there are pros and cons, and that's what trial guns are all about.

The zombies were all dead, and they lifted up the coffin boards, which was convenient for the two of them to search.

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Next, the two broke into the tombs, first took the soul boy aside carefully, and then took away the most valuable ingots, jades, etc.

After digging through several tombs, Lu Li finally got something. He found a useful book on refining gods among the funeral objects.

""Thunder in the Palm"...is actually a spell!"

He quickly flipped through the pages: [Gather the mind and inner breath, compress it in the palm, aim at the target and bombard it, it can open a tablet and crack a stone]

"Crack a stele and crack a stone..." Lu Li blinked, "It doesn't seem to be very powerful."

While pulling the ingot, Xiaocha said: "With the appearance of firearms, more than 9% of the spells have been eliminated."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, it is used to increase accumulation."

Lu Li didn't hold back, and solemnly put away the knowledge.

Continue to search and find another copy of "Lingdanshu"

[Concentrate on the fingertips, condense like a thin needle, destroy the enemy's head]

"I should be able to do this."

Lu Li tried it on the spot. This method tests the ability to control the mind, and it must be compressed to the size of a "needle tip".

It was not difficult for him, as soon as he stared at the fingertips, there was a group of fuzzy dots on them.

Hitting the green brick on the wall, there was a chirping sound, making a small hole that could be inserted into a finger.

Xiaocha laughed and said, "Isn't this about as powerful as a pistol~"

Lu Li also smiled, but still put the book away solemnly.

"There are many ways to teach people to compress their minds. You and Wan Qing can use it."

"Me?" Xiaocha shook her head, pouted and said:

"I'm out of the game, I can't sense the sea of ​​consciousness no matter what, I'll be [hercules] for the two of you in the future."

Lu Li rubbed the opponent's head and said, "Don't be discouraged, you are only 17 years old, you still have time."

"Master Chenglu Ji Yan~" Xiaocha patted the two sacks beside him, and said, "It's almost time for us to go."

Lu Li nodded, then his expression froze, and he said:
"Do you remember where the little hole we came down from was?"

"Eh..." Xiaocha looked around, scratched his head and said, "I don't remember."

This place is surprisingly large, and the layout is the same. The two of them drilled and searched for a long time, and now they can't even tell the direction.

Lu Li opened his sky eyes and watched for a while, then pointed in a direction and said, "There's a strange hall over there, take a look."

"Go~"

The two of them dragged their bags and came to see it clangingly. It was a small palace-like room with an inscription on the wall:
[Ancestral merits and virtues flow far away, sons are filial piety, grandsons are virtuous and long-term]

This is obviously the main hall, and the filial sons and grandsons who want to pay homage must pass through here to enter the depths of the mausoleum.

The two looked at a closed black-painted door together, which should be the real entrance to the mausoleum.

Lu Li suggested, "Let's go up here directly."

"Alright, let's set a fire on the way and bury the soul boy below."

Xiaocha slapped the machine gun on his back, full of confidence.

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This door leads to the Royal Ancestral Hall on the ground.

The swords are already tense here, and the smell of gunpowder is full.

As the head of the family, Wang Chiyuan sat upright and remained silent.

On the contrary, his son Wang Junyan made a loud statement:
"My father has obtained the approval of Mr. Ito, and the official distribution right of Bingpo San is at your fingertips. This product is also very profitable, and my Wang family will surely prosper!"

The words were beautiful, but someone slapped the table and shouted:
"Hey! Today, while everyone is here, let's make it clear—is the distribution rights belong to the Wang family, or to you father and son!"

"Second uncle." Wang Junyan said neither humble nor overbearing:

"My nephew made it clear that this distribution right was obtained by my father through hard work, so it is naturally his old man's."

"You bastard!" Wang Er Er yelled:

"Then if I want to sell Bing Po San, don't you think it's the eggs of your father and son!!"

This person sees very clearly, once again attacking:

"Both of you father and son don't even touch Yangchun water with ten fingers, so you know how to lie on your family members to suck blood! We can grow all kinds of opium in our field, you are doing Bingpo San, let us drink northwest wind!"

Wang Junyan said: "Second uncle, things like opium should have been eliminated long ago. Even if there is no Bingposan, Emperor Izumo has developed a white powder..."

"Shut up! You don't have the right to talk!"

Wang Laoer pointed at his eldest brother, Wang Chiyuan who was sitting on the Diaoyutai, and shouted:
"I'm going to put my words here today. If you want to do this, the whole family will share the shares together. I won't eat your father and son's jawbone soup!"

These words united all the forces that could be united, and immediately won the approval of everyone.

Wang Chiyuan raised his eyelids and winked at his son.

Wang Junyan stomped his feet, his eyes narrowed, and countless copper and iron balls immediately flew up from under the table, condensing into a big metal hand with the effort of a few breaths!
"Xuan Huang captured in one go!"

Everyone exclaimed and retreated far away with a whoosh.

Wang Laoer stood at the front with his composure, and said with an ugly face: "You actually came back after learning this Taoism!"

He knows how difficult this thing is to deal with, it weighs a thousand catties, but it can fly forty steps in the blink of an eye, it is impossible to guard against!
At this moment, Wang Chiyuan said with a smirk in the broadcasting voice: "Don't hurt the peace of the family, don't you think so, second brother?"

Wang Laoer looked at his confidants, and they stretched their hands under the table at the same time.

I saw several "Thomson" submachine guns stuck under the table!

Both brothers were prepared, and just when sparks were flying in their eyes, and they were about to fight to the death, there was a sudden violent explosion!

Everyone looked at a staircase leading to the ground at the same time, the explosion came from here!
"what happened!"

"Is there anyone in the mausoleum?"

During the quarrel, suddenly a vast mind swept across the audience, and the hairs on everyone's arms stood on end.

It is the mind scan, the father of the gods gave me vision~
Immediately afterwards, Lu Li walked up the steps, holding in his hand - mini Gatling!

(End of this chapter)