In the extraordinary world, I can only travel to the world of women

Chapter 58 I'll Make You a Magic

"Damn you!"

"Damn you!!!"

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

"Wait for me to become a fairy, and you will burn your soul with fire day and night, and you will never be reborn forever!"

Words full of resentment came from the walkie-talkie, and Fang Xing frowned upon hearing them.

In what age, people are still cursed that they will never be reborn.

It should be said that it would be vicious to let him live without making money and have to repay the loan for the rest of his life to have three children!

Just when I was about to taunt back, no one answered when I was talking.

Fang Xing knew that they didn't want to let themselves know more things through this walkie-talkie.

But there is no need to guess any more.

The elevator has been blasted to iron, and I can't even sit in it.

There is only one way to reach this floor of oneself now.

walk the stair.

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

With one's own strength.

As long as it's not facing sudden heavy firepower, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Why don't you just rush up, our disciples are all dead, all dead!"

"Just now you said that you want to get back the fairy fate, but now you want us to wait here first, what are you waiting for!"

In the underground garage, a feng shui magician's hand holding the walkie-talkie was already pale, and his expression was twisted into a hideous expression.

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

This disciple, but he and his sister-in-law's own son, has been with him as a disciple for more than 20 years, and is at a time when he has a bright future.

Now he was directly killed by an unknown kid!
If it wasn't for someone blocking him just now, he would have stepped forward and tried his best!

"Our ultimate goal is to become a fairy, not revenge."

"All sacrifices are meaningful. I told you to wait here, not 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 also noticed.

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, and we, a group of warlocks, are going to wait here to die instead?"

The old man did not speak.

Just look towards the parking lot entrance.

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

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

"This is why I have to wait, and it is also the reason why I have to let the disciples 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 guess just now, he may be Tiandao's counterattack method."

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

The old man opened the box while talking.

Take out a white thing from it.

"This is a good thing that mortals have studied. Those of us who were responsible for changing the situation or demolishing buildings should know it."

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

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

"There's more to come later."

"So, desperately, stall for time."

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

A group of feng shui magicians seem to have taken medicine at this time, blocking Fang Xing on the stairs in batches and sections, and even want to leave a hole in Fang Xing at some cost!
Faced with this situation, Fang Xing did not hesitate at all.

From upstairs to downstairs, Fang Xing relied on his powerful skills to smash the heads of these people one by one!
The blood flowing out from the steps extends down little by little, mixed with gunpowder smoke and inexplicable fishy smell, slowly leaving from the upper floor to the next floor, mixing more blood and extending downward, it is really like blood flowing into a river generally!
soon.

There are not many young Feng Shui masters left.

In the corridor began to appear some old men with grizzled beards but vigorous skills.

These old men are braver than those young ones!

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

The purpose of the masters who are Feng Shui sorcerers is to delay time.

As long as the explosives below are prepared, as long as one person can become a fairy, they are all worthy of death!
In order to embark on the fairy road.

In order to be able to live forever, to be able to change fate against the sky, and to be able to surpass the world.

It doesn't matter how many sacrifices you make!

Fang Xing also felt more pressure when facing this group of old men. They seemed to be able to help everything around them.

If it wasn't for Fang Xing's innate supernatural power to forcibly use his strength to defeat the tricks, he might not be a match for these old men even with 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 have also become holey clothes, and his body is full of gunpowder smoke.

When walking to the underground garage.

Fang Xing's eyes were already bloodshot!

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

An old man with a button in his hand.

If he hadn't seen the plastic bomb with the detonator in front of the old man, Fang Xing would have sent the old man back to the west!
At this time, the old man's eyes were already clouded.

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

Even telling himself time and time again that this was a necessary sacrifice caused him great harm.

If he still had a little willpower, he would have passed away in grief.

The old man looked at Fang Xing and said:
"I want to talk to you."

"I am the last feng shui magician in this world. If you are arranged by heaven, you should understand my words."

Fang Xing didn't want to care about the law of nature at all.

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

With this detonation, the whole building might turn into a big firework!

"I've thought about it. It's because my lineage of sorcerers suddenly suffered such a sudden disaster because of being too greedy. Taking a thousand immortal fates directly angered the heavens."

"Now the lineage of warlocks has fallen into a slump, and it will be difficult to recover after a hundred years of recuperation."

"Can this move be forgiven by heaven?"

"When I said I was going against the sky, I soon realized that my disciple was dead."

"I think this is the last warning from heaven to me."

"That's why I pushed other Fengshui magicians to die before, just to ask for forgiveness from the heavens, just a little bit of immortality, just a little bit of immortality!"

"If you are really sent by the heavens, give me a trace of fairy fate!"

"Otherwise, even if the warlock's inheritance is cut off! I will take you to be buried with me!!!"

When the old man spoke, there was already complete madness and collapse in his eyes!
In the end, it was already hoarse!
Looking at the old man who had started to go mad, Fang Xing's eyes that had already turned red suddenly smiled.

"Do you want to know what a fairy is?"

"I'll show you a magic trick."

After all, under the watchful eyes of the old man, Fang Xing walked up to the plastic bomb step by step, and took it into the soul space with a wave of his hand.

"Are you surprised?"

"Are you surprised?"

"Aren't you happy! Old miscellaneous hair!!!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Xing's hand had already pressed down on the old man's head, and he turned around violently!
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　Thanks to book friends 12125783 for the reward!
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　　Another: I overestimated myself, I did not finish writing in two hours.

　　I am so sorry! (bow!)
　　I would also like to thank everyone for chasing independence, thank you very much! (bow!)
　　Some readers complained about the male lead eunuch, no, I didn't dare to write the book because I was afraid that it would be dirty.

　　I will try my best to keep the male lead from being a prisoner in the future, but not in the next world. I have finished thinking about the next world, let's move on to the next one...

　　Please forgive me, please pursue independence!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)