Weird: Run away, he has conceptual-level abilities!

After leaving the pharmacy, Jiang Ming immediately came to the residence where the skinny ghosts lived.

At that time.

In a half-sized stone house, a group of ghosts with pale faces, thin bodies, ragged clothes, and seemingly impoverished families had begun to prepare for a day's hunting. Some were sharpening knives, some were making arrows, and some took out hardened black paste and gnawed numbly.

Combined with the faint smell, it was like a gathering place for beggars.

How difficult life can be.

It is hard to imagine that the lowest level of ghosts staying here is at the level of ghosts and gods.

Desolate town, a place where ghosts become neither human nor ghost.

Although it was the second time to see the situation here, the eight ghosts still felt a little chill in their hearts.

If there was no Jiang Ming, their future would probably not be much better than this group of ghosts.

On the side.

The heroic female ghost also frowned.

She had a new understanding of the harsh living environment of the deserted town.

But...

She didn't understand why this junior brother came here.

Do you want to be a saint and treat these "ghost beggars" for free?

This is indeed a way.

If you want to trigger the hidden benefits of the medicine hall without self-abuse, you can only save ghosts at your own expense.

Thinking.

The skinny ghost in the stone room, the white-bone ghost, also noticed the arrival of Jiang Ming and his party, and immediately greeted them, saying with joy: "Sir, I wonder what you are here for today? If we can do it, we will do our best."

Jiang Ming was not polite, and said straight to the point: "Take me to find the group of ghosts last night, I want to know their specific address."

The white-bone ghost was stunned.

"Are you talking about the Iron Fist Brotherhood?"

"Yes, take me to find them, and I will take care of all your time today, come with me."

Jiang Ming waved his hand.

A wisp of the source of the curse was sent out by him.

Showing the true nature of a rich man.

The ghosts were shocked.

1,000 gray crystals were offered, no wonder he dared to spend money in a black-hearted restaurant, this guy is a loser.

They looked at each other and said in unison: "Let's do it, whatever you need us to do, we will do it."

Ghosts die for money and birds die for food. Under the temptation of 1,000 gray crystals, none of these poor ghosts could refuse, and they all responded to Jiang Ming's task at the first time.

"Very good, very energetic, another wisp."

Jiang Ming nodded with satisfaction.

He casually sent out another wisp of the source of the curse.

That gesture was as if the source of the curse was a rotten cabbage that fell on the ground, cheap and everywhere.

The ghosts were even more excited.

They raised their arms and shouted, "Long live the lord, lord, please don't treat us as ghosts, we will let you drive us."

For a while.

Morale reached a peak.

The white-bone ghost was also dumbfounded at this scene, thinking that this sponsor was so dazzling and willful.

Without blinking an eye, he sent out 2,000 gray crystals.

Not to mention driving them for a day, they could accept even ten days or half a month.

Thinking of this.

The white-bone ghost came back to his senses.

Without hesitation, he led the way in front.

"Sponsor dad... Your Excellency, please follow us."

...

Soon,

a group of ghosts passed through the complicated buildings and came to a remote corner.

In the corner was a square residential land.

It was similar to a quadrangle.

A new notice board was hung where the house number was originally placed.

"Yuanyangfang"

Walked closer and took a look.

The front yard of the courtyard was transformed into a large exhibition stand. There were three female ghosts standing on the stand with disheveled clothes and marks of whips, palm prints, redness and swelling all over their bodies. Their eyes were dull, and they let the survivors and ghosts coming and going under the stage watch and choose.

None of their grades were lower than the ghost level.

They were also famous big figures in the past.

Now, they have become playthings, imprisoned on the stage by a thick special chain, and their life and death are not their own.

"Sir, this is it. The Iron Fist Brotherhood uses female ghosts as a medium to attract ghosts of all sizes, and gradually develops into a large-scale survivor team. They earn at least 500 gray crystals every day. I don’t know how many organizations are jealous and want to get a piece of the pie, but the two brothers of the Iron Fist Ghost are infinitely close to the disaster level, and the other has half a foot in the disaster level. When the two join forces, few survivors can compete with them."

"It is said that the two brothers are suspected of mastering divine abilities and can burst out with unparalleled strength at critical moments. It can be said that the Iron Fist Brotherhood is now a behemoth that no ghost dares to provoke, and it is thriving in the deserted town."

The white-bone ghost told the news he knew.

Although he didn't know what Jiang Ming's purpose was, it was definitely not a good thing, and there was a great possibility of conflict.

That's why.

He revealed the relevant information in advance.

Let Jiang Ming think about the consequences.

In response to this.

Jiang Ming's mouth widened.

"Very good, the more ghosts the better, you stay here and don't let any ghost leave."

Jiang Ming gave orders.

Let the eight ghosts block all directions that can be left.

Then.

He strode in.

The heroic female ghost followed behind him, ready to take action at any time.

Nothing else.

She already knew Jiang Ming's plan.

This was to take revenge on the members of the Iron Fist Brotherhood last night.

Although this behavior is reckless, ... she unexpectedly liked that Jiang Ming fits her appetite and is the same as her.

Because she also wants to do this.

"Brother, I know you have your own reliance, but after all, you have blocked all your ability. You are just entering the level of ghosts and gods. Will protect you "

British female ghosts self -told.

She has a disaster -grade grade in itself, plus a whole set of semi -quality defensive vulva, and her own strength is almost the entire desert town. Unless she is besieged and exhausted, few ghosts are her opponents.

Therefore, she dares to say the protection of Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming is not available.

Just walk blindly.

exactly.

A body size and fat fluttering, as if the ghosts filled with water were blocked at the door of the yard, Jiang Ming's road was stopped, and the ghost sound buzzed: "Seeing your appearance is a bit raw, who introduced who you introduced Come? "

Speaking.

The edema ghost narrowed the only sewing eyes, first glanced at Jiang Ming, and then was completely attracted by the heroic ghost beside Jiang Ming.

"Hey, bring a female companion? Boy, come new, do you understand the rules in it?"

Jiang Ming raised his eyes.

Without any nonsense, a slap was drawn.

at once.

The burst of broken air sounded sharply.

The pumping edema was smashed out like an artillery shell, and it hit heavily on the wall of the courtyard.

The smoke scattered.

The edema ghosts have no face.

Blood paste.

Can't even do the bombs.

You can only make a whine howl.

Now.

All the survivors in the front yard were shocked, and they moved their attention from the female ghost on the exhibition desk, and the focal length was on Jiang Ming.

A pair of ghost eyes stared at him with a doubt.

It seems that the fierce man who is in doubt is that he can slap the half of the puff of the peak of the first ghost and god, almost dying, almost dying.

Such strength cannot do even if it is ordinary second -order ghosts and gods.

In particular, this is a desert town, which isolates all the extraordinary means, leaving only the purest physical fitness.

They can do this with their physical fitness, they cannot have heard of it.

It is in such an atmosphere.

In the courtyard, a batch of full of breath, full of state, was full of trained soldiers.

All these ghosts are members of the Iron Fist Brothers.

It is the elite specially cultivated.

There is no damage in each state, and the peak of strength can be erupted at any time.

Following this group of elite, there are two brothers of iron fist ghosts.

This pair of brothers has six points similar to the face, wearing an iron wrist on the wrist, the frozen blood stains on the clothes on the chest, and the face also has an unusual scarlet in the ghost eyes, as if just experienced a bloody bloody scene. baptism.

"It's you ... you?"

The two brothers of the iron -handed ghosts noticed the most obvious purpose in the ghost group.

The man is clean and the facial features are clear. You can notice a vigorous yang across the far away, so that the ghost can't wait to eat it.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The woman is a silver -white war armor, the ponytail is high, her face is 360 degrees without flaws, and her beauty is shocking, like a mighty horse, waiting for him to conquer at any time.

They know this pair of men and women.

Judging from their understanding, the identity of men and women is not simple, and the background is the top of the top of the second generation of ghosts.

If they are placed in the outside world, they will not dare to provoke.

But in this place where all news is isolated, all the means of abilities, they are the Emperor of the Turkish and can do whatever they want. Even if they kill each other, they will not know the outside world.

The two brothers of the iron -handed ghost thought at the same time.

Jun Yin laughed.

"Two, maybe your identity is not simple. We can't afford to put it on the outside world, but here, we are the Lord. You break into our territory without authorization today, and hurt our ghost. You pay back ""

Speaking.

The younger brother of the two brothers rushed over.

The gray ghost arms raised high, held it into a fist, smashed towards Jiang Ming's body, and wanted to solve the weakest one by one blow, and then deal with the heroic ghost.

See this.

Jiang Ming grinned.

"Do you think I can deal with it? Then try my power of 200 million horses."

The words fall.

Jiang Ming also punched the same punch.

This punch is devoted to the power attribute of 20 billion points.

Two billion horses, who can stop it?

Bang!

Ghost arms to people.

Two branches can see a fist with poor power collision.

Next second.

Ghost arms burst.

Like ceramics, it burst, and it has spread to the right half of the shoulders, breaking the flesh and blood.

"Ah ah ah!"

The sorrowful sorrow sounded the whole yard again.

"Unbearable waste."

Jiang Ming took back his fist.

The oblique glance at the bombard of the bombardment.

The eyes are all contempt.

One hundred million points of strength attribute value can give him unparalleled strength far beyond the disaster-level ghost god. In addition, the one million points of strength attribute that increased last night surged another 100 million points under the 100-fold increase of the lv5 plug-in [This curse is awesome]. With a strength value of 200 million points, he dared to punch the ghost emperor with his physical fitness.

The reason why this iron-fisted ghost did not die was that he restrained his strength. Otherwise, if he punched seriously, the opponent would not have the chance to scream.

"Next is your turn."

Jiang Ming no longer paid attention to his howling brother and set his eyes on the leader of the Iron-fisted Brotherhood.

According to the white-bone ghost, the leader of this Iron-fisted Brotherhood has achieved soul-body transition and has stepped half a foot into the disaster level. Although his physical fitness is not much stronger than that of those infinitely close to the disaster level, the speed of thinking reaction brought by the soul-body transition can allow him to avoid all attacks.

"You..."

The iron-fisted ghost looked suspicious.

No matter how he judged, he could only see that Jiang Ming was only at the beginning of the ghost god level. Such a newly promoted ghost god should be the weakest among the ghost gods, and his brother had been a nightmare-level ghost god tens of thousands of years ago. The two were not opponents of the same level at all.

But now...

His brother was defeated in front of everyone.

There was no suspense.

Just a punch, half of his body was smashed.

There was only one possibility - the difference in power between the two had reached an astonishing level.

The gap was like a chasm.

Only in this way could the current result be caused.

But...

How could this be possible.

No matter how a newly promoted ghost god tempered his power, it would not be possible to match the nightmare-level ghost god.

Not to mention the power far beyond the nightmare-level ghost god.

This is unreasonable.

Referee, someone is cheating, quickly ban his account!

The iron-fisted ghost was thinking.

The whole ghost was tense.

No longer had the confidence just now.

The heroic female ghost beside him also had the same idea.

The daughter of the ghost emperor looked at Jiang Ming in amazement, as if she was doubting whether this junior brother had opened a magic. Even if he had extraordinary talent, it would not be such an extraordinary method.

This was against logic.

In his thoughts.

The iron-fisted ghost said: "Sir, I was blind and offended you. We admit it. If you need any compensation, just tell me. Do you think 10,000 gray crystals are enough?"

As soon as these words came out.

All the ghosts in the courtyard were shocked.

Are they afraid?

A large team of survivors was made a big fuss by a new ghost god, and they also compensated 10,000 gray crystals. This was simply cowardly to the extreme.

It was hard for ghosts to believe.

But the reality was that such an absurd thing happened in front of them.

The ghosts sighed.

They competed to discuss.

They were trying to figure out Jiang Ming's origins.

In this regard.

Jiang Ming was indifferent.

But his smile became more cruel.

"What do I need? I want all the ghosts on the scene to be intact, not only your Iron Fist Brotherhood, but also the other ghosts present."

As soon as these words came out.

The ghosts were stunned at first, and then they were in an uproar.

They looked at Jiang Ming in disbelief.

What crazy words is this guy talking about?

He wants to cripple all the ghosts present?

How many dishes, drinking like this.

You know, there are more than 30 ghosts and gods gathered on the scene, plus the members of the Iron Fist Brotherhood, the number of ghosts is close to 70. They can beat the master to death with just one ghost and one punch.

This new ghost is too arrogant.

Some of the ghosts watching frowned, thinking that Jiang Ming underestimated the ghosts in the world.

Some did not want to wade into this muddy water and turned away.

"I am just a customer who comes here to consume. I have nothing to do with this matter, and I don't want to interfere in the grievances between you."

As he said.

Some ghosts have quietly slipped away.

Jiang Ming took a look.

His figure flashed.

He kicked out.

The powerful force kicked the chest of the ghost who wanted to escape into pieces, and he flew backwards and lay on the ground dying.

"The third one."

Jiang Ming walked out of the smoke and dust.

His eyes were as dark as the abyss.

His faint words rippled in the sky.