I Kissed Zhenzi At The Beginning Of The Live Broadcast

Chapter 286 Rescue! (Chapter One, Asking for Tickets)

This sword is the sword of cause and effect.

Yata Mirror was turned into fragments, and Fuso National Transport was completely disconnected from Yu Xiaojiao.

Yi Xiaojiao vomited blood, and without the support of the National Fortune, his strength dropped drastically.

Wiping the blood off his mouth, Xiaojiao Xiaojiao said with a smile: “The land fairy is indeed well-deserved.”

“The next third sword, I’m afraid it will kill me!”

“Unfortunately, you can’t wield the fourth sword. As long as you can’t kill me, after a while, I will lead the army to attack China again.”

“Once China is severely damaged, I see what you can do to face the second and third aura tides. When the real disaster strikes, you China will wait for its destruction!”

Wang Hao didn’t speak, but looked worriedly at the 16 Xiantian hexagrams above his head, and said in his heart, “Xiantian 16 hexagrams, you must hold on. You are the treasure of humanity, and you are the treasure of China.”

“You must help me to swing the fourth sword, otherwise my China is imminent, and countless lives will be lost here.”

The 16 Xiantian hexagrams in the sky seemed to feel Wang Hao’s mind.

He kept whispering, as if telling Wang Hao, don’t worry, I will let you successfully swing the fourth sword.

“The sword cuts the body, the heart cuts the soul, this sword will destroy you!”

The eight-foot Qionggou jade shattered, the head of the small horn flew up, and the soul was annihilated.

The third heavenly punishment came. This heavenly punishment had the thickness of an arm. Xiantian 16 hexagrams tried their best to block it, but after all, God’s will cannot be violated.

In this third heavenly punishment, a thunder as thin as a hair leaked down.

Fusang’s national fortune was completely cut off by Wang Hao, and together with the soul of the servant Xiaojiao, it was wiped out.

boom!

The entire Fusang nation mourned. Without the national asylum, this country can be said to exist in name only.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, all natural disasters occur frequently.

The world screamed, and a country was cut off by Wang Hao’s sword. This means that tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of people are about to die, the world is angry, and the punishment is coming.

Xiantian 16 hexagrams exhausted their last strength to block this thunder for Wang Hao.

However, the thunder is so powerful that the 16 hexagrams of congenital was originally seriously injured, and it has not fully recovered, and it can’t stop the blow.

This fourth Heavenly Punishment, after all, had 1/5 of the power struck Wang Hao’s body.

Wang Hao was smashed and annihilated before he could react.

At this moment, all Chinese people were crying. It’s just that the live broadcast has not stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky have not yet dissipated.

Upon closer inspection, there was still a drop of ruby-like blood suspended in the air.

This is probably what Wang Hao left behind. If this drop of blood disappears, Wang Hao may have no hope of life.

Of course, the sky was densely covered with dark clouds, and the thunder was rolling. This fifth heavenly punishment was more powerful and greater than the previous four, and no one in the world could stop it.

Seeing this scene, too many people can’t wait to use their lives to change the survival of that drop of blood.

At this moment, a long sigh came from China.

“Oh~”

“It’s a pity that such a funny little baby died. Fellow Daoists, how about we jointly block this blow?”

“Good!” ×N

There are voices across the country that agree with this proposal.

Jingcheng No. 81, Yellow River, Yangtze River, Wudang Mountain, Xingong…

No. 81, Beijing.

“Ha ha ha!”

“This kid once called my ancestors. It is reasonable to say that he should have rescued him.”

After saying that, a black figure stepped out, close to the end of the world, and instantly came to the drop of blood.

New Palace.

“Oh! Master! You have caused a big trouble this time. Fortunately, the strength of the slave family has recovered, otherwise it really won’t help you.”

Hua Qiuqing waved his long sleeves, and his figure appeared above the sea.

Wudang Mountain.

“Little baby! It’s too radical to do things, this time I finally learned a lesson! Bangkok let you run away this time. Whether you can run this time depends on your good fortune.”

The old Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain swept away his old age and returned to his middle-aged appearance.

“Hey, I have lived for so long, and I don’t care if I live less than ten or 20 years.”

brush!

The old Taoist priest also came over the ocean.

Hanging Temple.

“Buddha Amitabha! This son understands my Buddhism supernatural powers. If I count as half a Buddhism man, I should be rescued.”

…

There were more and more figures beside the drop of blood, twelve or three.

Some of these figures can see their appearance, while others can’t see the specific appearance at all, because this is their clone.

The old Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain took the lead to speak.

“Everyone, defending against foreign enemies is what old things like us should do. Now let a little doll stand in front of me, my old face is a little embarrassed.”

“Ha ha!”

“That’s why you guys are very good-looking. To do such shameless things, you have to pretend to be a fake compassion.”

The figure in Beijing No. 81 made a mockery, but the others did not refute it, because this one has a high status and strong strength, so what he says is what he says.

Seeing that a few people didn’t refute, the figure in Jingcheng No.81 snorted coldly.

“Humph!”

Immediately afterwards, he said in a weird manner: “Boy, I know you still have a trace of consciousness to stay awake.”

“If it weren’t for being sealed by these bastards, you wouldn’t have your turn to do this kind of thing.”

“If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, do it with confidence. Because you are also an ancestor.”

Wang Hao: “…”

As soon as the voice fell, the fifth thunder in the sky came.

Looking at the thickness of the bucket of Thunder, the corner of the mouth of the figure in Beijing No. 81 twitched.

Uh… I didn’t say what I just said, I don’t deserve to be your ancestor.