Chapter 553: meet

"The reaction shouldn't be that big, right?"
Seeing the horrible scene of a petite girl tearing her scalp in front of her, the number one at home frowned and played a trick.
A light green light swayed on the head of the ball head girl, and the blood stopped flowing out of everyone's surprised eyes, the wound squirmed, and it quickly improved within a few seconds.
A pink scalp the size of chopsticks was left on the spot, intact, hidden between the hair, it is impossible to see clearly without looking carefully.
Li Mo was startled.
Wu Mo couldn't hide the shock in his eyes, and asked with temptation: "The immortal long method is really amazing. This method is probably only the ability of the priest of the storm high priest level?"
But the person in front of him is just an extraordinary person in the rank of warrior.
"The title of Xianchang is too polite. Ask me to squat at home, or Brother Li, whatever is fine."
Squatting No. 1 at home shook his head: "It's just one kind of basic spell. It works very well for you mortals. It is careless to monks in the refining period, and has no effect on monks of higher levels."
"Don't worry, everyone. We cultivators always love peace, and we don't interfere too much with mortals. After all, there are not many things useful for cultivators in the mortal world."
The depression and despair in his heart are also here.
This world is not an Ellen world, it is simply a desert of spiritual energy, and there is no immortal cultivation resource that can be used.
Even if the natives of this world are persuaded to build a summoning formation, it is not certain whether the king will come over. After all, some people will do the decapitation business, and everyone will do the loss-making business.
Wu Mo and others didn't believe it at all. It's useless. Why are you here? Is it because you have nothing to do?
"Xianzhang is right."
Wu Mo yelled and asked cautiously: "Look at the fairy, what are the aptitudes of the juniors around us? Are there any opportunities to cultivate your immortal law and serve you?"
As soon as he said this, all the soldiers around him cast grateful glances, squatting toward the house with a longing look.
Human society now also has the inheritance of a cultivation system, a martial artist system that was forcibly learned and imitated from the gods.
Not only is it much inferior than the barbarians, the current strongest and highest inheritance are just those of the great warrior level.
The strength of the same rank is also difficult to describe.
Although this immortal cultivator was only a martial artist, his attack, defense, speed, and even treatment logistics far surpassed the barbarian martial artist system.
It also fits their traditional culture culturally, and they can even look forward to becoming a god.
Li Mo also squatted over at home to look over.
The Blue Stars have no ignorant rejection of the transcendent, but are very longing for it, but they have not been able to find a way.
"You want to cultivate immortals?
This is unlikely. I don’t have a gradual deepening of exercises from simple to complex, and I’m not able to do localization projects. The existing exercises are not suitable for you. "
The house squatted on the number one and said lightly, politely declined their request.
"But if your superior agrees to my request, this small condition should be nothing."
Wu Mo and the others couldn't hide their disappointment, so they could only reluctantly apologize to the house at home, which was too presumptuous.
The troops passed through the city and headed for the military camp outside the city.
Along the way, there are crowds with faces full of fear, chaotically walking towards the railway station, and walking with food and their families on foot.
Small-scale smashing and robbery riots have already occurred, and it is only a matter of time before the order is completely lost.
It's been ten years since the sky has changed, and everyone should know that the entire city at this moment is completely a scene of a doomsday city.
Seeing this, the soldiers of the armored regiment had the intention to maintain order, but were stopped by Wu Mo's cold voice, and the team passed through the city at the fastest speed.
Occasionally, a fainted mob charged up and was mercilessly killed.
Thirty minutes later, the remaining half of the tank regiment drove into a heavily guarded barracks. After passing strict inspections, it came to a green barracks that was not much different from other places.
"Li Xianchang, please."
Outside the armored command vehicle, a major officer with big eyebrows and big eyes respectfully squatted at home and saluted the number one. Surrounded by a circle of guards with live ammunition.
Bazookas, heavy machine guns, and mortars are all available, and the number is huge. It is not a problem to kill a condensed realm immortal cultivator in a short time.
"excuse me."
The ordinary fat nerd's house squatted on No. 1 and nodded slightly, and followed the major to the depths of the barracks.
Wu Mo and the others were about to leave. A soldier said something softly when he came to the team. He, Lao Zhou, and Li Mo three people who had been in close contact with the house before squatting on the number one were called out. Follow into it together.
Inside the room of an ordinary masonry building is a stone staircase that keeps going down. After more than a dozen metal doors that are several meters thick, the family squatting in No.1 and the others came to a silver-white wide space.
"Haha, Li Xianchang, I haven't seen you for three years, your old demeanor is still there, it really makes me and other laymen envy you."
Just stepping into the thick door of the silver metal hall, a hearty laugh came, with a familiar tone.
Wu Mo and the others looked up, only to see a fat old man with red face and gray hair leading a group of people to greet him.
His appearance is as amiable as the old man next door, but he carries on his body the majesty and prestige unique to a soldier.
"Hello, Commander!"
"Hello Mayor Luo!"
Snapped!
Wu Mo and the others neatly saluted the fat old man and an elegant white shirt old man behind him, with tension and excitement.
"The immortal long, the layman shit!"
The family squatted on the number one and rolled his eyes: "The cultivators in the Qi refining period are weak, and their life span is only a mere hundred years. They are all mortals. What is enviable."
During the previous probing process, he also became familiar with these high-level government officials. He Donglai, who is enthusiastic and generous, is one of the people with whom he has the best friendship.
Of course, this is just a personal relationship, and there is no room for discussion when it comes to major issues of principle.
"That's also the immortal long."
He Donglai didn't care, and led him to sit down in the center, with a cup or two of simple tea on top, and a cola and fried chicken that are extremely rare at this moment.
"The conditions during the war are simple, and I am forgiven."
He Donglai pointed to the elegant old man next to him and introduced: "Mayor Luo Mingzhong, you may have known it before, but let's introduce it."
"Li Xianchang, admiring his name for a long time."
The elegant old man's eyes were still shocked.
Another alien force named Cultivator has been lurking in modern society for a long time, and now he is qualified to know the secrets with extremely high authority.
"Hello there."
Squatting on the number one at home nodded slightly to him, making Luo Mingzhong a little flattered.
After the two saw the ceremony, He Donglai licked his face and said, "Li Xianchang, my old injuries over the years have relapsed, I wonder if you can always..."
A grass-green light shrouded him in the magic arts, making his face show a refreshing look.
"Well, for business, has your government agreed to my terms?"
The casual words of No. 1 at home made the two people in front of him quickly become serious.