Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 545 Magic Weapon
Han Shizhong, who was trying to make an important weapon for the country, had a strong purpose. In order to benefit the people of the Ming Dynasty, he did not hesitate to practice skills against the laws of nature. Facing the terrorists who bombed Anshan, they expressed their strong intention to resist, and even issued the slogan "Live and die together with Anshan."

Zhou Li killed Huang Silang, shot Zhao Xin and Zhao Long, controlled the zombie slaves, and had zombies, monsters and human demons under his command. He tried to light the Peacock Tower and blow up Anshan, regardless of the safety of the people of Anshan.

Ask, who is the villain?

Looking at Zhou Li who was laughing loudly, Han Shizhong clenched his hands, his face turned red with anger, and he was burning with rage. He clasped his hands tightly, but didn't know what to do.

These gunpowders cannot blow up Anshan, but they can definitely blow up the Peacock Tower. The current Peacock Tower is like the foundation of Anshan. Once it is broken, Anshan will collapse and Anshan County will also be broken.

"You are... destroying Anshan."

Han Shizhong gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

"whee."

Zhou Li clasped his hands together, swayed to the right as if he were a fish, and said with a weird gesture: "I am a free fish, do you care about me?"

What a bitch.

Han Shizhong stared at Zhou Li, his words like nails driven into the ground, "I only hate myself for not taking you seriously."

Zhou Li turned his head and said warily: "You're not going to give me another desperate job after waking up, are you? If we lose, we lose. Can you please stop causing trouble?"

Han Shizhong's veins popped out and he was gnashing his teeth. He now wanted to kill Zhou Li directly and make him repent for what he had done to Anshan. But he couldn't do anything, he didn't even dare to control the iron, he could only watch Zhou Li helplessly.

"Zhou Li!"

Sun Defeng on the side even posed to show off his muscles and said humorously: "I am a strong tiger, can you control me?"

"I do not hate you."

"correct."

"Hey, hey, hey."

"Crazy! Crazy!"

Zhou Li scratched his face and said shyly: "I just took away the money from your house. I really spent a lot of money these days, I'm sorry."

Han Shizhong's eyes widened with anger, and he couldn't even speak now.

What to do, what to do?
Han Shizhong knew that he could not die, and he had gradually integrated with Anshan. But just because he can't die doesn't mean he can do anything. Now he can neither kill Zhou Li nor snatch Jeanne d'Arc. He couldn't get Zhou Li to hand over Joan of Arc willingly or Sun Defeng to hand over his family property.

Waving his hand, Zhou Li left the ground full of gunpowder, turned around, and prepared to leave the building in a cool manner.

Han Shizhong couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't understand why it suddenly became like this. He was obviously going to succeed, but these people were no match for him at all. Why did he fall to this point?
If I still use the power of steel as I did just now, the sparks of friction may directly ignite the gunpowder. Once the gunpowder explodes, you will fall into the trap of these beasts. They may not be afraid of death or worried about Anshan collapsing, but Han Shizhong was. This Anshan is his home and the whole of his plan. Once it is blown up, he can reopen with the fragments of Anshan.

"Let's go."

This···

"So, Han Shizhong, what can you do?"

"you!"

At this time, Han Shizhong spoke. He looked at Zhou Li, there was no resentment and anger in his eyes, only endless depth.

Zhou Li could completely imagine what Han Shizhong was thinking. With a sly smile, he spread his hands and asked, "Are you still alive? If not, I'll leave."

"The most important weapon of the country...the ultimate weapon, I can't do it anymore."

With a long sigh, Han Shizhong raised his head and said slowly: "If this fixed pillar cannot be completed, the ultimate weapon will never be cast. I can't help you, and I can't help you..."

"But." Lowering his head, Han Shizhong looked at Zhou Li, with blazing flames in his eyes.

"I can not be reconciled!"

He roared angrily: "Why, all I have done is in vain! I practice evil arts behind the back of the prince who trusted me, I built Tianbao Thirty-six Pavilions in the name of infamy, I tried my best to just think If you want to forge a perfect weapon that can protect the country, why do you end up with nothing! Zhou Li!"

"If you don't want to go in for a catheter, why don't you disgust me, buddy?"

Zhou Li put on a bitter face. He had already guessed some things, such as...
"I must... prove my existence!"

Accompanied by hysterical roars, Han Shizhong suddenly raised his head, and blazing heat burst out from his seven orifices. He let out a strong roar, and his blood began to peel off quickly and spread on the gunpowder to prevent the gunpowder from being ignited.

"He wants to make himself the anchor!"

Zhuge Qing saw what Han Shizhong was doing at a glance. Suddenly, her expression condensed and she shouted to Zhou Li: "Master Zhou, we can't let him succeed!"

Almost the moment Zhuge Qing shouted, the Ming Lei she controlled hit Han Shizhong hard. Zhou Li also took out the angry red jack, drew his bow and shot at the moon, directly at Han Shizhong's head.

"Hmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Han Shizhong's painful roar resounded through the sky, becoming a fixed pillar was an irresistible pain for humans with pain perception. His body gradually liquefied and began to spread around. Soon, Han Shizhong disappeared on the seat.

Everything fell into silence.

There were only a few people in the Peacock Tower. Apart from Fan Debiao who was paralyzed by fright, only Zhou Li, Tang Wan, Sun Defeng and Joan of Arc were left, as well as Ying Yuan who had been observing secretly. Several people stood in the empty hall, watching Han Shizhong disappear and the calm seats, and fell into silence for a while.

"Is this... the end?"

Jeanne asked blankly.

"Is this... over?"

Xu Xuan, who was on Zhuge Qing's shoulder, scratched his head and asked.

"It's over..."

Zhuge Qing closed his eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with a helpless smile: "Let him do it."

"Zhou Li."

Ying Yuan walked quietly to Zhou Li, took Zhou Li's hand, lowered her voice and said solemnly: "He made himself into a magic weapon."

"Haha."

Zhou Li smiled mechanically and said awkwardly: "What a classic session."

"what?"

Ying Yuan was stunned for a moment and blinked her big eyes, looking cute and cute.

"So, what will this magic weapon look like?"

Zhou Li took a deep breath and asked: "Should it turn into a tattered demon sword, a golden sword that kills everyone on sight, or a snarky blood-sucking sword that can be fully restored with a basic attack?" The blood value is strange?”

Who are these?
"Generally speaking, it will turn into Han Shizhong's resentment to attack you. But!"

Ying Yuan puffed up her chest and said proudly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

"Zhou Li, let us enter this unformed magic weapon and let it become your spiritual weapon!"

(End of this chapter)