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"You deserve to die!"

"You deserve to die!!!"

"Kill my disciples, challenge my dignity as a sorcerer, and block our path to immortality!"

"When we become immortals, your soul will be burned by fire from the sky day and night, and you will never be reincarnated!"

Words full of hate came out from the walkie-talkie, making Fang Xing frown.

What age is it and still curses people to never be reincarnated?

It should be said that it would be evil to ask him to live without making any money and have to pay off loans all his life and have three children!

I was about to mock him back, but when I spoke, no one answered.

Fang Xing knew that they didn't want him to learn more through this walkie-talkie.

But there is no need to guess anymore.

The elevator has been reduced to a metal sheet, making it impossible to even sit in it.

Now there is only one way to reach this floor of my own.

walk the stair.

Fang Xing first moved his muscles a little, and then prepared to clean up the stairs bit by bit.

With your own strength.

As long as you don't face sudden heavy firepower, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Why don't you just rush forward? Our disciples are all dead, all dead!"

"Just now you said you wanted to get back the immortal fate, but now you want us to wait here first. What are we waiting for!"

In the underground garage, a Feng Shui sorcerer's hand holding the walkie-talkie turned pale with force, and his expression was twisted to the point of ferociousness.

He had just heard with his own ears the sound of his disciple's dying gunshot.

This disciple is the biological son of him and his sister-in-law. He has been with him as his disciple for more than 20 years, and he is at a time when he has a bright future.

Now he was directly killed by an unknown boy!

If someone hadn't stopped him just now, he would have stepped forward and tried his best!

"Our ultimate goal is to become immortals, not revenge."

"All sacrifices are meaningful. I don't ask you to wait here just to let our disciples die in vain."

"Can't you see it?"

"The murderer who just spoke is not a so-called mortal at all."

The old man's words immediately silenced everyone present.

They noticed it too.

How could an ordinary mortal be the opponent of more than a dozen Feng Shui masters?

Even if that mortal had a gun in his hand, he would never have such strength.

"Then what do you say? Can it be counted? Can't be beaten? Are we, a bunch of warlocks, going to wait here to die?"

The old man said nothing.

Just look towards the parking lot entrance.

A few seconds later, a car broke through the guardrail and drove in, then stopped next to everyone.

Two young men got out of the car, took out a large box from the trunk, put the box down and left.

"This is why I have to wait, and also why I want my disciples to try their best to delay the time."

"If we can't kill him like this, we will probably be killed by him."

"Don't forget, in the speculation just now, he may be Tiandao's counterattack."

"But people are still people after all, and people have their limits."

The old man opened the box as he spoke.

Take out a white piece from inside.

"This is a good thing for mortals to study. Those of us who were responsible for leveling mountains or demolishing buildings should know it."

"How do those mortals say this thing is called (c4)?"

"Even if you can't kill him with a gun, this thing can kill him when it explodes!"

"There's more to come later."

"So, try your best to delay."

At this time, Fang Xing was searching down the stairs.

A group of Feng Shui magicians seemed to have taken medicine at this time, blocking Fang Xing in batches and sections on the stairs, even trying to leave a hole in Fang Xing's body at any cost!

Faced with this situation, Fang Xing did not hesitate at all.

From upstairs to downstairs, Fang Xing relied on his powerful skills to beat the heads of these people one by one!

The blood flowing out gradually extended downwards from the steps, mixed with gunpowder smoke and an inexplicable fishy smell. It slowly moved from the previous floor to the next floor, mixing with more blood and extending downwards. It was like blood flowing into a river. generally!

soon.

There are not many young Feng Shui masters left.

Some old men with gray beards but strong skills began to appear in the corridor.

These old men are braver than those young ones!

When several old men saw Fang Xing, they rushed over with red eyes as if they had some blood feud!

As Feng Shui masters, the purpose of fighting so hard is to delay time.

As long as the people below are equipped with explosives, as long as one person can become an immortal, their death will be worth it!

In order to embark on the path to immortality.

In order to live forever, to be able to change one's fate against the will of heaven, and to be able to dominate the world.

It doesn't matter how much sacrifice you make!

Fang Xing also felt greater pressure when facing these old men. They seemed to be able to help everything around them.

If it weren't for Fang Xing's innate supernatural power and the forceful use of strength to defeat skill, I'm afraid he wouldn't be a match for these old men even if they had guns!

But it's a pity.

Even though these old men were famous outside, they eventually died in this dusty stairwell.

for exchange.

Fang Xing's internal energy was almost exhausted.

The clothes on his body also turned into hole-in-the-wall clothes, and his whole body was filled with the smoke of gunpowder.

When walking to the underground garage.

Fang Xing's eyes were already turning red!

However, there was only one person who appeared in front of him.

An old man holding a button in his hand.

If he hadn't seen the plastic bomb with a detonator placed in front of the old man, Fang Xing would have sent the old man to his death long ago!

At this time, the old man's eyes were already cloudy.

He had just witnessed the death of his apprentice and fellow apprentices.

Even if he told himself again and again that this was a necessary sacrifice, it caused him great harm.

If he hadn't still had a little will left, he would have died of grief long ago.

The old man looked at Fang Xing and said:

"I want to talk to you."

"I am the last Feng Shui sorcerer in this world. If you are arranged by heaven, you should understand what I say."

Fang Xing didn't want to care about the way of heaven or not.

He just wanted to know why there were more than a few cubic-sized plastic bombs piled in the underground garage!

If this detonation occurs, the entire building will probably turn into a huge firework!

"I've thought about it. My lineage of sorcerers suddenly suffered this sudden disaster because I was too greedy. I took thousands of immortal fates and directly angered the sky."

"Now that the Warlock lineage is in ruins, even a hundred years of rest will hardly bring it back."

"Can this act be forgiven by heaven?"

"When I said I was going against heaven, I quickly realized that my disciple was dead."

"I think this is God's last warning to me."

"That's why I pushed other Feng Shui masters to die before this, in order to ask for mercy from heaven, and just ask for a glimmer of immortality, just a glimmer of immortality!"

"If you are really sent by heaven, give me a chance to be immortal!"

"Otherwise, even if the sorcerer heritage is cut off! I will drag you to the grave!!!"

When the old man spoke, there was complete madness and collapse in his eyes!

At the end, he was already shouting at the top of his lungs!

Looking at the old man who was starting to go crazy, Fang Xing's eyes that were already red suddenly smiled.

"Do you want to know what an immortal is?"

"I'll show you a magic trick."

After that, under the old man's attention, Fang Xing walked step by step to the plastic bomb and put it into the soul space with a wave of his hand.

"Are you surprised?"

"Is it surprising?"

"Aren't you happy! Old bastard!!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xing's hand had already pressed down on the old man's head and twisted it violently!

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Thanks to book friend 12125783 for the reward!

Thanks to book friend 20190314005748129 for the reward!

Also: I overestimated myself, I did not finish writing in two hours.

I am so sorry! (bow!)

I also want to thank everyone for their support, thank you very much! (bow!)

Some readers complained about the male protagonist, the eunuch. No, I was afraid that it would be pornographic, so I didn’t dare to write it.

I'll try my best to make the male protagonist less supervised in the future, but that won't work for the next world. I've finished imagining the next world, so let's move on to the next one...

Please forgive me, please pursue independence!