"What the hell are they for?"
"If the practice of martial arts allows the spirit and will to exist independently of the body, it may be very similar to their form of existence. My white light may refer to the construction form of this red light."
"Because of the ghosts released by Gaia, almost all people with extraordinary power have left the city and scattered in various places. If you want to launch an uprising and then control all cities, now is indeed the most likely time."
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While he and the projection of the Crimson World were in an inextricable battle at the information level, he was also trying to restore the whole thing with the help of newly obtained information.
As the game between the two became more intense, Bai Mo, who was far inferior to the opponent, began to feel more and more pressure on his body. It was really not a good choice to fight such a guy who was suspected of being an information life in the information world that the opponent was familiar with.
However, this is also the only way he can come up with that can truly defend against such existence intrusions. Physical defense seems meaningless to them.
At the same time, the white light that emerged from his body was also intertwined with the red light, trying again and again to complete the almost impossible task of assimilating the other party.
Bai Mo, who cultivates both Taoism and martial arts, uses Skynet as the main defense to prevent his thinking information from leaking out and stealing more useful information. strong enemy.
At the same time, the projection of the Red World is like the legendary celestial demon, with countless clones appearing in various places, but for it, projection and body are the same concept, and there is actually no need to distinguish them.
In the majestic summer palace, Song Shibang, a transcendent in Xuanhua Realm, pulled behind him a few naked girls on the bed who were obviously frightened and cowering.
After casually throwing them a few quilts, he also picked up a robe beside the bed and put it on his body.
"What are you?!" He stared closely at the red light that suddenly appeared from his body in front of him, wanting to see something from it. With his powerful perception, he can touch this red light without disturbing anyone. There really aren't many places that exist.
What's more, now is a special period, and almost all the people on the top floor are scattered to work in their respective holiday villas. Such an unexpected guest really confuses Song Shibang.
As a high-level executive of the Huaya Federation, he loves to enjoy himself. During these years, he spent nearly 10 billion on large-scale construction within the Federation, built a huge palace, and named it the Summer Palace.
This palace with modern architectural technology and retro design, with carved beams and painted buildings inside, is full of classical atmosphere, covering an area of more than 20 hectares, comparable to the ancient palace, and has always been the thing he is most proud of.
All kinds of entertainment facilities imagined by poor human beings can be found in it, all of which are only for Song Shibang alone.
Even now that the spirit devouring epidemic is raging, there are still more than a thousand people maintaining the operation of this behemoth in the summer palace.
"Mr. Song!" Sensing something unusual, a group of armed men in black gathered from everywhere as quickly as possible and rushed to the door. Without the permission of the other party, they are not allowed to enter the bedroom as subordinates.
What's more, Song Shibang doesn't need any bodyguards to protect himself at all. The role of raising these people is mainly to deal with some trivial troubles for himself. He is a high-ranking and powerful person in the Huaya Federation, and through many agents behind him, he remotely controls a large number of people. In the black industry, it is naturally impossible for him to go into battle and get his hands dirty.
"I'm fine, you all go back!" He ordered directly.
"Oh?" Hong Shi gradually condensed into a red human figure, turned his head and glanced behind, and then something came out of the black-clothed figure outside the door.
"Da da da da da da da!"
"Boom!" There was a sound of submachine guns shooting outside the door, and then the locked bedroom door was kicked open, and a group of people shrouded in red light rushed into the huge room. Several girls who were still on the big bed saw this, and the quilts covering their bodies were pinched even tighter.
"Who told you to come in?! Didn't you hear me! Get out!" Song Shibang slapped his hand casually, and a gust of wind blew them all over.
"Red light?" Looking at the red light on these subordinates, and the human-shaped light group in front of him, he thought of the organization that had done a lot of things all over the world.
"I gave them the power to resist." The Red World disciples didn't care about Song Shibang's words at all.
"Why is it always him who enjoys it, and we are always the ones who do black work!"
"Several brothers have disappeared after dealing with his affairs. It is said that only the dead can keep secrets. We are always the ones who sacrificed!"
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Under the shroud of red light, the people in black who were originally Song Shibang's subordinates, the dissatisfaction suppressed by violence on weekdays was detonated. The gap between the two sides began to shoot.
It's just that these bullets started to slow down rapidly after they were ejected from the chamber, and they lost all their kinetic energy a few meters away from him. How could the mere bullets penetrate the mysterious layer of Song Shibang's body surface.
"A dog can't bite its master back." He was really angry this time, these subordinates who were usually submissive suddenly became desperate like mad dogs.
Song Shibang has never been a holy mother, he is the figure behind the countless gangsters in the Huaya Federation, and his first reaction when facing the rebellion is to kill them all, not to mention that the culprit who instigated their rebellion seems to be still in front of him.
So without thinking, he slapped the group of people with his palm, and slapped the red light man in front of him with another palm.
Even with the protection of the red radiance on the body surface, facing this terrifying attack, the leading men in black were directly smashed into pieces of flesh, and even their bones were twisted into bone dregs under the terrifying force.
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The people who followed were torn apart by the high-frequency vibration force, and they were completely inhuman. Only the last few people were lucky enough to survive the blow, but they also lost most of their vitality. combat ability.
Plasma flesh, broken limbs and legs were all photographed on the wall by the huge air wave created by this palm, rendering a bloody abstract painting.
Ordinary people without extraordinary strength, even if they are blessed with red brilliance to the second level of combat power, are still weak in the face of three levels of natural moats.
Song Shibang's ability is extremely shocking, if he is not worried about destroying his beloved Xia Palace, this group of people would not even be able to catch his first move.
"It's meaningless." The red light man let the palm beat him to pieces. In his eyes, the other party was like a monkey desperately beating the reflection on the water, trying to smash the moon in the sky.