My golden finger is delicious [Quick Transmigration]

Not much—seeing the look in King Wu'an's eyes, Wu Ding couldn't help but want to explain.

This is a misunderstanding! !

Well, as you all know, he did a lot in Da Song.

Don't mention those things about killing demons and eliminating demons.

Not to mention those characters that Wu Ding added to himself without a trace, who gave up their immortality.

The light is what Wu Dingshi actually brought out.

It is enough for everyone to offer him the longevity ranking and enjoy the eternal incense.

Fa Hai's opinion on Wu Ding's defense of the White Snake has long since been forgotten.

Fa Hai's final evaluation of Bai Suzhen is: she is sensible, and she has lived up to the protection of the star king in the upper realm.

I will keep an eye on you from now on.

There is such a great achievement.

The high-level officials and monks of the Song Dynasty.

Anyone who sees Wu Ding wears an [-]-layer filter.

Wu Ding is right, Wu Ding is always right.

The same is true for Fahai.

The two years from the end of the war when the White Snake gave birth to Wu Ding's departure.

Fa Hai is a staunch Wu Dingchui.

The two have a friendship of fighting side by side in Daliao (Fahai Thirteen Fragrances).

"Back then, I just asked for some magic tools and wanted to do some research..."

The conscience of heaven and earth, what he said at first was borrowing.

But he couldn't refuse anything.

It's easy to want to reject someone's malice.

It is too difficult to reject everyone's sincere kindness.

Wu Ding "abandoned his immortality" to save the common people, and even broke Liaoxia's conspiracy.

But what he asked for was too little.

Build an imperial platform?That's the thing?

Ask for some literary works (and signatures). Is this a thing?

He did not allow them to spread his deeds widely and let all peoples praise.

Everyone is holding back.

In other words, wanting a magic weapon is still a requirement.

When Wu Ding "obstructs" this return, it is not the time when he is full of clever tricks.

Practitioners are not good at these?

Don't worry, there is also a group of heavenly groups who can recite and silently write the full text to give advice behind the scenes.

And Wu Ding, on IQ and strategy.

On the control and scale of people's hearts.

On the sharpness of the mouth.

He admitted that he was no match for those monsters.

It was terrifying to watch the development of the situation.

And they always have a way to make themselves accept the magic weapon.

Wu Ding resolutely disappeared.

The bottom line was drawn out, and no one could be found, which made everyone stop.

Then the Emperor Terrace became more and more luxurious.

Alas, the Emperor Terrace was left there anyway, so that's the only way to go.

Buddha beads and cassocks were the "trophies" at that time.

Regardless of Wu Ding's relationship with Fa Hai later on.

They used to have conflicts and disagreements.

Successfully exploited by...

Among the few magic tools he accepted, Fa Hai had two of them.

"Strictly speaking, it's not that I stole Zen Master Fahai's wool."

This is the arrangement of fate.

Facing the upright eyes of King Wu'an.

Wu Ding explained it seriously.

Although he was sure, King Wu An probably didn't understand.

Who made Wu Ding skip too many key plots.

But King Wu An's expression was not ignorant.

It's a stomachache.

These stories that skip key plot points, it sounds.

Don't Versailles - I don't want it, they insist on giving it to me.

We had conflicts before, so he forcefully stuffed me with the magic weapon.

Well, the fairy master has the right to Versailles.

King Wu'an may not know what Versailles is.

But it's enough to taste the taste.

He is a man in the army, not a human idiot.

At this time, you only need to nod silently, and...

You just said you wanted to say hello, what did you say?

There are quite a few ghost soldiers in front of them.

According to King Wu'an's strategy, it should be faster to go straight from the air and go straight to the old nest.

But soon, the soldiers will no longer give them multiple choice questions.

I was still trying to "run" on the ground just now, and I didn't pretend to make any marching noises.

Suddenly, like a shadow clone, after a double image, the number doubled directly.

Half of them flew straight up.

occupy the sky

Looking at the dense quantity.

Looking at the all-encompassing gesture of the ground and the sky.

Looking at the "big army" stretching for several kilometers from the left to the right.

The two who were about to be surrounded obviously had no possibility of finding another direction to break through.

Strategic escape?

Okay, the problem is that there is a vast expanse of land around, and the view is not good and the environment is not good. Where can you retreat?

The more you withdraw, the farther you will be from your destination.

The surrounding environment is not conducive to them fighting a protracted war at all.

The two battle madmen felt at the same time.

There is no shame in dodging and retreating correctly in combat.

But retreating in the face of a group of small soldiers is too shameful.

Let's make the greeting a little louder.

The golden-red cassock got out of Wu Ding's hand, and jumped up by itself.

Probably Fahai's magic weapon has a fiery temper.I can't see these filthy monsters.

Instinctively, like the Buddha beads did before, it shines brightly, frightening these ghost soldiers like the sun.

Wu Ding looked up at the cassock.

Look at King Wu'an, and then look at the huge number of soldiers.

Suddenly I had some different ideas.

He pinched a few formulas and put them into the cassock.

The cassock fluttering in the air froze immediately.

Wu Ding was also talking about his new plan to King Wu'an.

It's not impossible to clean up these miscellaneous soldiers in front of them.

It's just too time consuming to clean up.

Although I don't know the principle of the shadow clone, whether it is a phantom or an entity is separated.

But visible to the naked eye, this group of things cannot be measured in quantity in a short period of time.

Compared with zooming in and clearing the field, he has a simpler and more effective way to confuse the enemy.

Cassock + King Wu'an: ...

sounds good!

You can try it! !

gogogo

just do it

The cassock in the sky no longer shines brightly and the Sanskrit chants are chanted.

Instead, lines lit up, and pieces of translucent "red bricks" spit out from the cassock.

First, a circle was formed for Wu Ding and King Wu'an.

Then, like a maze, they surrounded them layer by layer.

The Ghost Brigade that has already attacked the door: …………?

The ghost soldiers in the first row stretched out their claws tentatively.

The power of the cassock wall directly purified their hands.

The same goes for ghost soldiers flying in the sky.

As long as they go straight through the air.

It is also transformed by the power of the cassock.

This seemingly simple to funny maze has strong defenses.

And no matter in the sky or on the ground, the ghost soldiers couldn't see the figures of the two of them.

The labyrinth that the cassock spit out protected the two of them too well.

But this tortoise-like labyrinth... has left a gap.

There is an entrance that is not obstructed at all.

Even if the ghost soldiers don't have much IQ, they know this is a trap.

It doesn't look right.

All the ghost soldiers turned their heads to look at one of the ghost soldiers.

Don't look at these ghost soldiers, they all look almost the same.

No one is particularly tall or well-dressed.

But the command is real.

Just when the command hesitated.

A deep and pleasant singing sound came from inside.

The ghost soldiers who still had a lot of business just now seemed to have lost their minds.

Line up and walk towards the entrance.

There are so many ghost soldiers, but the entrance is so narrow. Under the murmurs, every peripheral ghost was pressed against the "wall" and rubbed against it.

The ghost soldiers who had been at odds with each other for a long time naturally received the lunch box.

The other ghost soldiers continued walking as if they hadn't noticed.

Circle and circle, except for those that are rubbed off by the wall.

The Buddhist aura and light emanating from the walls of the maze are enough to greatly reduce the strength of the ghost soldiers.

But under the call of the singing, they still went forward one after another.

until the end.

I saw King Wu'an standing there with a golden iron horse holding a sharp knife and waiting for a long time.

And the sparkling prayer beads that have been recharged and are bravely moving forward, ready to save the world's evil spirits.

In the center of the maze, there is only King Wu'an.

There is no Wu Ding.

Who is singing this song?

Look down.

The colorful "pheasant" squatted there all the time, singing "Spiritual Song" loudly with Wu Ding's tone.

Regardless of its body shape and appearance, it looks the same as a pheasant, but this voice is not something a pheasant can have.

Not to mention that there are two pupils in the eyes.

Yes, that's right.

The cutie who sang for Wu Ding was Chongming Bird.

Chongming Bird's singing is as melodious as a phoenix, and it is also ranked first in the mountain and sea world.

It also has the effect of expelling filth and reducing demons.

It is perfect for Chongming Bird to sing the soul song here.

Chongming bird attracts monsters, and the cassock is consumed all the way.

King Wu'an smiled and took charge of the main attack.

The Buddha beads are responsible for adding BUFF and topping up when King Wu'an is resting.

A few "people" successfully formed a small dungeon with no back and forth, and adopted flow-limiting measures, and the easy reaper had endless ghost soldiers.

And it gives the outside the illusion that all of them are inside.

Wu Ding successfully absconded and went straight to the core of the dead city.

The Palace of the Montenegrin Old Demon.

Along the way, he did not encounter any obstacles.

Obviously, the Montenegrin old demon is still observing the "maze".

The boss leisurely predicted the inevitable death of two human beings.

The special means adopted by the two lifeless humans turned the ghost sea tactics into street fighting in their favor.

But they'll never know.

The ghost soldiers are endless, as long as you move your fingers, no matter how many ghost soldiers you eliminate, they will reappear.

And in the dead city, as long as it is a living person.

No matter what kind of protection.

The longer they stayed in the City of Death, the closer they were to becoming ghosts.

Imagining life and death of human beings, while facing endless fighting with no hope, at the same time, they find themselves and their partners gradually becoming the targets of their own killings.

This kind of despair is what the Montenegrin old demon likes to see the most.

In order to see such a play.

The Montenegrin old demon is willing to wait.

It was even considered that after the two human beings transformed into ghosts, they would be taken to the palace to serve them personally.

These wonderful imaginations were interrupted by a wave of bombing?

Montenegro in the palace stood up.

The huge body is four or five meters high.

Angry black flames erupted suddenly on him.

All the servants and guards in the palace knelt down, not daring to face the anger of the Lord of Black Mountain.

They all know the huge body in front of them.

Just an avatar.

The huge Montenegro mountain range behind is the real body of this person.

The great demon who has been cultivated for thousands of years, his body even gave birth to the city of death.

Everything here belongs to him.

include them.

Before Montenegro could get angry, a ghost rushed in to report.

An explosion of unknown circumstances occurred in the palace.

Many places collapsed and destroyed, and many subordinates were injured, but the strange thing is...

"No trace of magic?"

"Yes... a bit like a human penis, but..."

How can there be such a big movement in human society.

where is thisDead city in vain! !

The stones here are all infected by death energy and condensed by mana!

Where is the destruction of human beings that can explode?

"Find! Find that mouse!!"

The angry roar of the Montenegro old demon was passed down.

All the "people" in the palace scattered and went to catch the rat that destroyed the palace.

The angry voice of the Black Mountain old demon might even be heard by King Wu'an, who was killing mobs over there.

Not to mention Wu Ding playing bomb throwing in the local base camp.

The old rules, the world of Conan goes smoothly.

It stands to reason that such dangerous items are prohibited in all countries.

But Conan World is different.

If C4□□ doesn’t appear on stage, you’d be ashamed to call it a big plot.

If you don't blow up five or six iconic buildings, you'd be ashamed to call it a theatrical version.

The Black Organization is so arrogant that the Osprey even drove to the Tokyo Tower in Japan to shoot.

The local chaebol made some dangerous goods, what's wrong!

Oh, by the way, the last time I passed by the private armed base in Country Y, it was a little smoother.

Now it's time to take it out and play together.

"Unexpectedly, the air quality here is so poor, there is no greenery or sunlight at all, and the oxygen content is quite high."

This fire, it looks like it is fully burned.

Wu Ding threw another grenade.

Had a great time.

Sure enough, hot weapons are a man's romance.

It's a pity that there are not many opportunities to use it.

"By the way, why is there oxygen in such a place of the underworld?"

In fact, what Wu Ding was even more curious about was, does the real underworld have oxygen?

Demons with cultivation base can hold their breath, so the white lady who bravely ventured into the underworld or Sun Dasheng cannot be used as a reference.

But there are also stories of living people who walked the wrong way to Huangquan and finally came out.

And there is fire burning in hell.

In the eighteen levels of hell, how many criminal laws are going to be popular.

That's right... But where does the oxygen come from?

Big guys: ...

This is 200 chapters, and you are at the last moment to save the world.

Why did you go back to science again.

There is no hell in the main world.

The setting of the small world is chaotic. Why do you think about this.

"it's him!"

Finally, a few monsters saw Wu Ding, who was obviously a foreigner.

Immediately, his eyes were shattered, and his mouth was full of blood, and he rushed towards Wu Ding.

What Wu Ding destroys is not only the symbol of the dead city.

It even angered the moody and ruthless adult.

If Wu Ding didn't die in their hands as quickly as possible with an extremely tragic death, so as to calm down that lord.

Their fate is probably no worse than that of Wu Ding.

That adult...

Fear of the old Black Mountain demon made them not be cautious when Wu Ding took out strange things.

Then I saw two long strips.

Under the blessing of the spell, the tail sprayed fire and attacked them.

The speed is quite fast.

But the big-hearted monsters fiddled directly with their hands/spells.

"boom!"

The ghost that was blown up directly.

A monster with missing arms and legs.

There is another pillar that is crumbling.

"Bingo." Wu Ding repaired the crumbling stone pillar next to him in a good mood.

Count the bombing before.

The collapse of this floor was just a matter of seconds.

The sound of "dominos" came from the ear.

Wu Ding quickly put a shield on himself.

Facing the monsters who came after the second wave.

Then came a portable surface-to-air missile.

When the missiles specially used to hit aircraft are produced in the arsenal.

It must have never occurred to me that I was usually played by some divine beasts.

The final functioning place is not in the human realm.

After the missiles were thrown, the spells began to blast.

Tired of magic...

"Did I get along a little bit in Hunter World and beat the candy bomb of the enemy Hakka?"

Because it's not very useful, but it's a souvenir anyway.

I took a big box myself.

Keep frying!

Those who can see Wu Ding, ghosts and monsters basically don't have a second chance to speak.

Sitting in the main hall, waiting for his subordinates to catch the thieves, the temper of the Montenegrin old demon is getting worse and worse.

Visible anger is burning.

All he could hear was an unfamiliar explosion.

The screams of the subordinates.

The sound of walls collapsing...

But no one caught the culprit.

And no one even answered!

The dark figure on the high seat could no longer sit still.

He stood up, and the huge power spread.

Roaring up to the sky angrily, all the ghosts and monsters in the city of death were as quiet as fear.

For a moment, apart from the sound of Wu Ding's bombing, the sound of houses breaking apart.

The whole palace was surprisingly quiet.

Wu Ding laughed.

The laughter was especially clear in this silence.

"Stop complaining about the conflict between science and metaphysics. At least... science clearly tells us not to shout loudly under snow-capped mountains or in dangerous buildings."

He didn't even need to ask Xiao Weihu to come out and help him one last time.

Following Wu Ding's ridicule.

Sure enough, the entire palace made a sound of not being able to bear the burden.

From not knowing which "click" to start with.

The palace, which had only collapsed on one floor just now, finally couldn't bear it and began to collapse completely.

The screaming sounded again.

Goblins, monsters.

Some ordinary small characters, and usually big characters under one person, all started to flee.

Even, in this chaotic moment.

At the moment when the stone above the head fell.

I don't know how many "people" are resenting the old Montenegro demon who yelled casually at the end.

Of course, no one will know this resentment.

No one will admit it.

It's okay to be crushed to death.

Anyone who escaped.

At this moment, he is escaping from this place at the fastest speed.

The Lord of Montenegro was angry.

The war is imminent.

They don't want to harm the fish in the pond.