Global Reincarnation: Teammates offer boundless mana

Chapter 146 Brain Supplement

Fang Ping felt something was wrong.

It's kind of creepy.

I don't know if his spiritual power has increased a lot, sometimes he can feel a little bit of malice towards him from others.

Or to be able to foresee danger in advance.

Fang Ping felt that the source of his ability might be the holy fetus of A Bidao's three swords in his arm.

This thing is the gathering of the Dao of Killing. If someone has killing intent or bad intentions towards him, he can feel it.

"Ms. Li, is there something wrong?" Fang Ping frowned and asked Li Changsheng next to him.

Hearing this, Li Changsheng glanced left and right, and responded, "It's okay, it's quite normal!
By the way, where did I just say? "

Fang Ping said: "You just said that the eighth-rank warrior is so strong, and the indestructible substance is so precious!"

"Yes, an eighth-rank warrior is a warrior with a golden body.

The physical strength of this kind of martial artist is far beyond the seventh rank.

Because the seventh rank is only the manifestation of spiritual power, compared with the warriors below the seventh rank, they are also very strong in mental power.

But for an eighth-rank martial artist, this bit of spiritual power is nothing.

As long as an eighth-rank warrior gets close, a few random punches can break the body of a seventh-rank warrior..."

Fang Ping nodded. It would be good for him to know some information about high-grade warriors in advance.

After walking for a while, Fang Ping felt a little uneasy.

He looked left and right.

Suddenly remembered, I seemed to be able to see some humans in City of Hope before, but after walking for so long, why haven't I seen anyone?
Fang Ping thought for a while and came to a conclusion.

That is……

Li Changsheng led the two of them on a small path.

He took a look at the road, which was very narrow and surrounded by many vegetation.

It looks like there is often no one.

"You look around, what are you looking at?"

Li Changsheng asked, he thought Fang Ping, but something was wrong.

In the end, Fang Ping said: "Teacher, is there no one walking on this path? Why can't I see anyone?"

"Xiaolu?" Li Changsheng was taken aback when he heard this.

What they take is either a small road or a big road.

This is the way out of Hope City.

However, he reacted immediately and responded: "Yes, yes, there are relatively few people walking here."

"Oh." Fang Ping nodded, and he said again: "Mr. Li, please continue to talk, the eighth-rank golden body strong..."

Li Changsheng went on to say: "The physical body of an eighth-rank golden warrior, in ancient times, is the legendary golden body of a god and Buddha.

I guess, those people in ancient times had little knowledge, when they saw a golden warrior, they thought they had seen a god and Buddha, and worshiped them devoutly.

Of course, there is also a possibility, that is, the ancient eighth-rank golden body martial artist thought he had become an immortal and Buddha, and let mortals worship him. "

As Li Changsheng said, he quietly communicated with Jiang Han, "Fang Ping, is he always like this?"

In Li Changsheng's opinion, Fang Ping's current appearance is really a bit too dull.

Silly.

The three of them walked outside, and then told Fang Ping that they were going back.

In the end, Fang Ping actually figured out that they were walking back by the path.

What is this kind of person?
Jiang Han sighed, and responded: "He is a road idiot, he doesn't know the way, there is nothing he can do."

"Lu Chi can't do it, there are no landmarks in the crypt, if he goes out alone in the future and can't find his way, or gets separated from his companions.

Others have five floors of survival chances, but he has only one. "

After Li Changsheng said this, he decided to teach Fang Ping to know the way when he went back.

The three walked for a while.

Fang Ping suddenly saw the scene under his feet, the soil turned bright red.

Like poured with blood.

He sensed something was wrong.

At this time, Li Changsheng said again: "Fang Ping, do you know how bad an eighth-rank golden body is?
In our country of China, a seventh-rank grandmaster can serve as the governor of a province.

An eighth-rank expert can take up the post of general in the military at will.

Putting it in the burrow, it is also under one person and above ten thousand people. "

"Come on, Mr. Li, today you have said four or five times how strong the eighth-rank golden body is. If you don't get tired of talking, I'm tired of hearing it!"

Fang Ping said impatiently, he felt a great danger, which seemed to be hidden all around.

But I couldn't find the source of the danger.

Li Changsheng was still by his side, chattering endlessly, he was already impatient.

At this time, I heard Li Changsheng say with a smile: "Actually, today I am going to tell you something. Although the eighth-rank golden body sounds ridiculous, it is the same under my Li Changsheng's longevity sword."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly pointed in one direction and drew his sword out of its sheath.

Immediately, murderous aura overflowed.

Li Changsheng's Longevity Sword seemed to be stained with evil spirit and blood.

This was the first time Li Changsheng had unsheathed his sword for so many years.

There is also the murderous aura of Abi Dao's three-knife holy fetus.

In addition, he has [-]% control over his own blood.

These blood lights all gathered together.

In an instant, a layer of haystack was cut open.

block!
A figure appeared under the blood sword.

His body collided with the sword shadow, making the sound of metal twisting and breaking.

bang.

The sword shadow pierced through the man's body and rushed to the hill behind.

Let's cross it.

The hill collapsed directly.

And the position of the sword shadow is no longer visible.

After waiting for six or seven seconds, there was a bang in the distance, a huge explosion.

"He is?" Fang Ping was stunned, he asked stupidly.

"The eighth-rank warrior in the Catacombs." After Li Changsheng finished speaking, a large amount of blood suddenly spewed out of his mouth.

Jiang Han stood behind him and supported him.

At this time, Li Changsheng was still vomiting blood, and said: "My sixth grade, I killed the eighth grade with one sword.

Bull is not bull!
It's a pity that only two people saw this scene, which is a pity. "

Li Changsheng felt really sorry.

This has been held back for so many years, and the sword is astonishing through the ages, but there are only two witnesses.

And after this sword, he probably won't be able to use such a sword again.

"Don't move Teacher Li, if you move again, you will die!"

Jiang Han said behind Li Changsheng's back.

Hearing this, Li Changsheng immediately shut up.

After waiting for a while, he said to Fang Ping: "Remember to take the body of the eighth grade of the Catacombs with you. You can exchange it for a lot of good things when you bring it back to Hope City."

The eighth-grade flesh body in the catacombs is not common.

The value is very high, and it is also the proof that he killed the eighth rank with one sword, so he can't just throw it away.

Hearing this, Fang Ping ran over in reflex.

He was a first-rank realm, but found that it was difficult for him to drag an eighth-rank physical body.

It was finally dragged over.

Only then did he realize, "No, big brother, why did we encounter the eighth rank of the Catacombs sniping us when we returned to Hope City?!"

The more he thought about it, the more strange it became.

Eighth-rank warriors can sneak into the vicinity of Hope City.

Are humans afraid that they are about to perish?
City of Hope is not far from the entrance to the Catacombs.

If the eighth grade of the Catacombs suddenly rushed out, how many people would die on Earth?
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