My golden finger is delicious [Quick Transmigration]

The faces of a group of people from the Holy Church were extremely ugly.

Looking at Huaxia's actions today, it is clear that they don't want to be reasonable.

A thousand regrets in my heart made Huaxia grab the handle.

Even more, 1 people regretted how they accepted Lao Mei's funding in a daze.

If it had been funded by the local chaebol at the beginning, and honestly developed a small brainwashing evil/religion, although it would not have grown to its current scale, it would not have attracted evil shark attacks.

If we had been cautious at the beginning and had hidden our connection with the United States deeper, perhaps we would not have reached such a dilemma.

What should we do now?

Huaxia regards them as "salary" for dredging the bottom line, and Lao Mei regards them as "cars" for abandoning the car and keeping handsome.

They are not human beings caught inside and outside.

He wasn't lying about the question just now.

The people who came here today are the high-level members of the Sacred Cult, and they are also the core personnel.

Huaxia will not let down its vigilance if it does not give Huaxia a genuine "car".

But killing all of them, the Sacred Cult is over, but Laomei's conspiracy is not over.

Yes, everyone guessed right.

Laomei is indeed "repeating the same mistakes".

They want to restart that program again.

Artificially create a group of super masters, masters who are capable of fighting with practitioners.

Different methods, different operations, the same disregard for human life.

The only mistake they made was that they never expected that the plan would attract such strong hostility just because of the nationality issue.

Going to war will also be killed in the cradle.

They roared angrily.

Why!Just because we are country M!You just think we're doing something bad!

This is prejudice, this is discrimination!

That... excludes the matter of man-made practitioners.

Isn't it a bad thing to support a cult/religion?

The mind here is unpredictable and difficult to understand, and the ghosts fighting above are inseparable.

As a real ghost cultivator.

Jiang Lan's strength is unquestionable, not only died more than 100 years earlier than the opponent.

Even before coming here, he was armed to the teeth by Wu Ding.

The blood bar is full.

She hasn't been underwhelmed since the start.

The reason why the opponent has not been defeated until now is that the opponent has somewhat strength.

Mei Qiang has long been disregarding his face, and has been giving various buffs to his ancestors.

On the side of the Holy Church, he is the only one who can play side-by-side, and the others can only worry.

They know, all it takes is a little flick of the finger.

Huaxia can start "legitimate defense".

What can they do!what can they do!

They are dead.

This is something that I had guessed before coming to this Hongmen Banquet.

But when it is really faced, the inner sadness, pain and despair.

It cannot be expressed in words and words.

They want to fight, want to turn against the water, and want to pull the United States into the water, but...they can't do it.

If Lao Mei dared to let them come, she was well prepared.

Huaxia here...

"The material is good..." Wu Ding said with a look of compassion.

But it made all the enemy personnel on the scene terrified.

Just now, Wu Ding looked at them with the same kind of eyes, "Whether the soldiers will be ordered to kill so and so." Now Wu Ding looks at them like "The fish on the chopping board, the meat on the chopping board, whether the vegetables are juicy, whether the pesticides have been removed. "

Pick and choose, barely pass.

"you you……"

Mei Qiang devoted himself to the battle, and the faces of a man and a woman behind Mei Qiang had turned from white to green.

Although the possibility of them surviving this time is not much, it all depends on whether Huaxia can raise their hands.

There are not many possibilities, all because of their excuse of not doing anything to Huaxia this time.

Otherwise, the best people in the world will be pointed at guns.

However, now... it seems that people are not so good.

If it is said that Wu Ding was just dressed a little strangely.

Now, it was definitely written in the corners of his eyes and brows that he didn't look like a good person.

Temperament and charm are revealing the aura of doing evil.

This is not just about killing people.

But let them live rather than die.

Just when they were terrified, an old acquaintance from the special security office suddenly spoke up.

"Wu Ding! Don't go too far."

"Emmm..." Wu Ding's displeased look of a runaway wild horse being pulled by the rein at last made the Sacred Church even more uneasy.

Wu Ding complained to the people behind him without looking back.

The eyes are still fixed on the people of the Holy Church.

"Didn't it be agreed beforehand..."

"That's... that kind of situation..."

"Cut, why not..."

"Wu Ding!"

"Okay, I'll wait."

Half of the simple dialogue is supported by ellipses.

Neither party in the conversation made eye contact.

A faint warning looked at the back of Wu Ding's head.

One eye continued to look at them salivating, with a look of unwillingness.

The part that needs to be brainstormed directly caused several people to almost die on the spot.

I thought that the worst case would be death, but now Huaxia got an evil cultivator somewhere.

An aboveboard hint: No, no, death is only the beginning.

Mei Qiang swallowed his blood on the ancestral ghost mountain.

The whole person suddenly aged ten years.

The Ancestral Ghost, on the other hand, was full of red light, grasping a gap with an exquisite spell and attacking Jiang Lan exquisitely.

The offense and defense were reversed for a while.

But only for a moment.

How long can the additional effect brought by the blood essence burning last?

Jiang Lan was slapped, and she obviously lost her temper. She reached out to touch her ear.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wu Ding shaking his head indistinctly.

Then he withdrew his hand, took out a big knife (?) from his sleeve, and slashed at it.

Everyone in Huaxia: It seems that the painting style is wrong, but it can be seen that it is desperately releasing water.Is Wu Ding still okay here?

Wu Ding: ... I'm working hard.

His eyes once again turned to the shivering group of people from the Holy Church.

The current situation on the scene is that ordinary people all shrink back and dare not approach.

Because of Wu Ding's first formation.

The average person is already quite uncomfortable.

When Jiang Lan opened it up, the erosion of the ghost energy on the human body was enough to cause illness.

It's okay for the strong and strong army men to say that those who were ran to talk about them are already half out of their bodies.

remaining monks.

Mei Qiang is still desperately resisting, and a person beside him who should be his son is playing a side ball.

He continued to deliver medicine to Mei Qiang for treatment.

But it seems that he does not have a high status in the organization, and his strength is not strong.

PASS

Behind Mei Qiang, a man and a woman whose complexion is already ugly can't be seen...

The strength doesn't look weak, but it is more inclined to engage in conspiracy and trickery.

Wu Ding just tried to show off his acting skills, and these two made up the most.

It was the last one.

An old man who looked to be about the same age as Mei Qiang.

There is so much meaning.

His attention from beginning to end was on the fight between Jiang Lan and the ancestor ghost.

Well, this one should be a little discerning.

Wu Ding glanced at the fight between the two ghosts, and laughed disdainfully.

After attracting the absolute attention of the target person.

Words of witchcraft began to appear on Wu Ding's hand.

Except for the Chinese people at the scene, it is estimated that the three American soldiers had an impression of this witch word last time.

"Wu Ding!" The Chinese teammate reprimanded again pretendingly.

He successfully stomped the opposite psychological defense line to the ground again, and crushed it vigorously with his heels.

"I didn't do anything, my hands are itchy, practice it, it will always be fine."

Wu Ding threw characters one by one into the air.

The look on my face that I'm just ready to kill or attempt to kill at any time... You really can't do anything to him.

Before the knife really fell, no matter how sharp the dog's head guillotine was, it was just an ornament.

You can't cry about "abuse of lynching" just because Mr. Bao called "Dynasty Mahan".

The others were just frightened, but the pupils of the old man highlighted by Wu Ding shrank.

Her shriveled lips began to tremble.

Because Wu Ding's witch characters began to change into arrays.

Some of these small arrays he couldn't understand but he could guess the use of them, and some of them he understood but didn't understand the use.

Along with these formations, Wu Ding floated out a lot of natural materials and earthly treasures from the backpack on his back.

These precious and rare materials are integrated into the formation.

One by one, they were purified and refined in an orderly manner.

Combine with each other.

Arrays have also undergone successive changes.

Sacred Cult: …… You have smashed down so many precious natural materials and earthly treasures, are you just showing them off for fun?This is definitely ready to fight! ! !

Everyone was afraid, but the old man was the most genuinely afraid.

Because he understands it!

Wu Ding is refining.

He is refining formations.

Others arranged the materials and then drew the formation.

This person condensed into the most basic formation with only spiritual power.

Then use Tiancaidibao to carry out reverse condensing...

What kind of strength can create this miracle.

What kind of talent and wonderful inheritance can have such a genius idea.

Huaxia is not bad, it is the place where the world loves...

The old man looked at Wu Ding's increasingly excited expression.

Kneeling down on the spot.

"I would like to say, I would like to say everything, but please don't..." looked at the semi-finished product that Wu Ding was playing with.

"Mr. Takeshima!"

Hey, this is an islander.

"Mr. Takeshima, you don't care about..."

"I know! I know!" The old man who had been calm all this time looked at Wu Ding with fear in his eyes.

What he was afraid of was not Wu Ding's talent, strength and this unprecedented formation.

What is afraid is what Wu Ding revealed.

These formations are used to refine people!

It is clear that it is to refine people into something! !

Huaxia wants their lives, normal, they are not good people.

Lao Mei wants their lives, normal, Lao Mei is not a good person.

Under the same conditions, they are more willing to take the conservative route and keep the "hostages".

But now, Huaxia doesn't just want their lives.

The balance instantly lost its balance.

Wu Ding smiled in satisfaction, it's fine if you understand it.

His painstaking "plagiarism" was not in vain.

Not copying Yelu Munro's technology, that thing has been taken to the grave.

But you can copy other people's ideas.

Your person, your soul, will be refined alive.

become an undignified material.

The pain and humiliation involved are beyond your imagination.

The one imagined in place is already kneeling.

Takeshima knelt down quickly, and the people in Huaxia were quite happy, which meant that the follow-up PnB, PnC and the like could be saved.

An Rou and the others immediately took action.

The strongest ones held Wu Ding to the back in a kidnapping posture.

An Rou rushed to Zhu Dao, telling him to say what he had to say quickly.

Wu Ding glared at Zhudao unwillingly.

Let Takeshima strengthen his determination to rebel.

"My apprentice is in their hands..." Takeshima first expressed his concerns.

This is his only heir.

"Do you believe in the promises of the Americans?" An Rou couldn't believe that there was still such a stupidity.

Do you dare to believe in a country with a negative reputation?

"I can't guarantee that my loyalty will make them let him go, but at least, if I betray, they will definitely not let him go."

This is true.

Takeshima closed his eyes guiltily, he was afraid, he was still selfish in the end.

"Don't worry, as long as you speak out, we will save people. Even if you die, we will save people first."

"Can I... choose the way to die?" The reason for Zhudao's surrender was not because he didn't want to die in Wu Ding's hands.

"We can still decide on this."

Takeshima was silent for a while, expressing that he wanted to have a private chat with the man and woman.Do ideological work.

Because he only knows part of it, and only what they know together can he know Lao Mei's overall plan and information.

Obviously, Takeshima is well versed in the basic principle of "voting a certificate".

If he, the one who takes the lead in surrendering, doesn't show enough sincerity.

Huaxia will not try its best to save people.

"You are crazy, as long as the news here is wrong, there will be a killer over there."

"People from M country can't be trusted, but can Huaxia be trusted?"

"What are you betting on?"

"What we did... Huaxia will not let us go."

These words were all said by the man and woman, and no one heard what Takeshima said.

But the look of the two looking at Wu Ding in horror can explain everything.

They themselves don't want to die, they just don't have a choice.

Now that a more terrifying death method was placed in front of them, the bargaining chip held by Lao Mei immediately became a little lighter.

The representatives of country M shrank behind, even if they could only lie down, even if they couldn't hear the situation here clearly.

Still keenly aware of the "problem".

Just when they wanted to use a special contact method to contact the rear.

I found myself unable to communicate anything.

Whether it is Taoist methods or modern technology, all of them are misfired.

Wu Ding: No way, no way, they don't really think that I set up such a big formation in the first place just to give both ghosts the same BUFF?

The three betrayers here just finished communicating in low voices.

Only then did he pass a positive look.

Jiang Lan immediately opened up.

After the ear pendant is taken off, with a light sweep, it turns into a chain and binds the ancestor ghost. It is absolutely impossible for the strong and positive flame that appeared in the ghost's hand to be covered with chains in an instant.

The ancestor ghost disappeared completely.

Mei Qiang spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and fell unconscious.

His son was knocked unconscious by An Rou the next second.

Jiang Lan was even more unambiguous, and directly rushed towards a group of ordinary people behind.

A stunning face instantly turned green with fangs, ferocious and bloody.

If she doesn't kill people, it will damage her merits.

It's still easy to get dizzy with these rookies.

To be a ghost, to scare the living... that's pretty fun.

Individuals who are courageous are not frightened faint at the first time.

After being swept away by Yin Qi, he should almost pass out.

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