Super Great Fortune Teller

The monk and Zhang Wenyong dare not neglect and rush to run. This is not a polite time. Once the choice is wrong, the monk and Zhang Wenyong will not have life at all. It is Wang Qian who uses his own safety to help others out.

The monk and Zhang Wenyong quickly ran out of the long corridor until they saw the green chandelier. They felt kind and panting. The monk's face was covered with sweat and looked back worried.

At this time, Wang Qian was facing the threat from the ancient zombie. The ancient zombie slapped Wang Qian's head with one paw. Wang Qian avoided it for the first time, and then rolled on the ground.

Wang Qian is very fast. But no matter how fast he is, the Zombie's paw mark is too terrible. It scrapes one mark after another on the wall when he swings at random.

Wang Qian only ran a few hundred meters, then he was knocked down by the wind behind him. The Zombie's claws were about to pierce Wang Qian's back brain. Wang Qian operated the pure Yang Wuji skill. With one punch mark, he rushed out and yelled, "hurry like a law!"

"Boom!"

Ancient zombies were beaten by Wang Qian, but now Wang Qian's hand is also extremely painful.

Wang Qian's eyes are very clear now. All he can rely on is the seven grades and five thunder Fu in his arms. Even if Wang Qian can't give up this five thunder Fu, he won't be able to keep it tonight.

There was a whirring wind.

The ancient zombie that fell to the ground once again pounced on Wang Qian. Although Wang Qian was not in a panic, under the operation of pure Yang Wuji, he improved his senses to the extreme and avoided the Zombie's attack.

Then Wang Qian stepped on seven stars to avoid the sharp claws of zombies.

At this time, Wang Qian had already pulled out the five thunder Amulet of seven grades. In the dark, the flashlight had already been crushed by the zombie. Wang Qian had to rely on his own spirit to deal with the zombie.

Hum

The iron claws of the zombie waved close to Wang Qian's scalp, and roared in his mouth.

Wang Qian rushed to the entrance according to the route in his memory. He didn't know whether the ancient zombie would turn. However, Wang Qian soon knew the answer to this question. He just turned a corner, and the ancient zombie had locked the low roar of Wang Qian and rushed towards Wang Qian.

Wang Qian once again rolled on the ground, rolled into a room and threw the iron bed at the ancient zombie. The ancient zombie tore up the iron bed. Wang Qian felt cold when he saw this scene.

With the blessing of the pure Yang Wuji skill, Wang Qian's eyes glowed red. He could see some pictures, but not all of them. After the zombie tore up the iron bed, he didn't want to let Wang Qian go. Wang Qian was just like the most delicious blood food of zombies, and his Yang became what the zombies wanted most.

Wang Qian has nothing to do about it. The ancient zombies are blocked at the door. Wang Qian finds that it's a stupid decision to run to the house.

He touched a brick, Wang Qian bit his finger, blood flow to the brick, Wang Qian smashed the brick to one side of the wall, the zombie heard the sound of the brick, smelled the blood, jumped from the door, Wang Qian took advantage of this short time to flee out.

But it's OK that Wang Qian doesn't move. When Wang Qian moves, his Yang leaks a lot. This time, the zombie locks him again. After turning a few corners, Wang Qian can see the basement of Kunpeng barbecue shop. The light is still green.

The ancient zombies have come to Wang Qian's back, and Wang Qian yells: "Lin!"

Then he sacrificed the five thunder amulets of seven grades. As soon as the five thunder amulets of seven grades appeared, they lit up a boundless light, which made this place shine brightly. From the five thunder amulets, there appeared many terrible thunderbolts, which immediately covered the whole corridor.

With Wang Qian's palm as the boundary, Wang Qian's front has been covered with endless plasma.

The lightning lasted about five seconds. Wang Qian held the five thunder Rune in his hand, and his palm had been scalded. But Wang Qian could not care about it. When the five thunder Rune in his hand stopped, there was a roaring sound in his ear.

Under the baptism of wuleifu, the underground laboratory began to collapse. Under the five thunder amulets, even the ancient zombies have been burned into charcoal.

Without exception, all the five corpses were destroyed by the powerful power of Wang Qian's five thunder Fu.

Wuleifu's violent energy shocked the laboratory. The walls collapsed and the rocks fell. Wang Qian quickly withdrew from the cave. The monk outside was looking at the direction of the corridor anxiously. Until Wang Qian came out, the monk took a deep breath.

"Brother Qian, are you ok?" The monk looked at Wang Qian with a face full of schadenfreude.

Wang Qian slapped the monk on the forehead.

He looked at the hand of the best talisman has been burned to ashes, Wang Qian immediately showed a look of flesh pain.

Obviously, there are still some zombie masters on Zhang Wenyong's face who are still in shock

What he saw and heard in the basement tonight has gone beyond Zhang Wenyong's world view. Zhang Wenyong's world view of 40 years collapsed overnight. Until now, Zhang Wenyong still has a feeling that he is making a movie.But thinking of Luo Zifeng, who died here just now, Zhang Wenyong felt a chill in his heart.

"Master Wang, can you sell me that compass again?"

When Wang Qian heard Zhang Wenyong's words, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I understand you very much, but I can't

When Zhang Wenyong heard Wang Qian's words, he gritted his teeth and said, "Master Wang, you spent 8 million on the compass this afternoon. I'm willing to pay 10 million for it."

Wang Qian doesn't think Zhang Wenyong is a philanthropist.

"10 million?" The monk didn't know what the deal was between Zhang Wenyong and Wang Qian, but when he heard 10 million yuan, his eyes glared. "Brother Qian, are you kidding? A compass gives you 10 million yuan, and you still don't sell it? And how long have you made 2 million! "

Wang Qian ignored the monk. He looked at Zhang Wenyong with a smile and said, "Zhang Wenyong, your compass is worth less than 100000. Why do you spend 10 million on this compass? I'm afraid there's some secret in it? "

When Zhang Wenyong heard Wang Qian's words, his face suddenly changed.

He quickly denied: "no! It's just that my father gave me the compass. I'm a little reluctant to part with it. "

Through Zhang Wenyong's reaction, Wang Qian has concluded that the secret hidden in the compass is absolutely not small. He takes the compass out of his pocket and looks at it carefully.