Zhao Song is very bold in what he wants to do next!

He is going to open a treasure chest for a thousand believers here!

Then, open the ceremony!

Have a great ceremony.

There is a idiom that says this.

Taoist priests open a ceremony, and they are in trouble!

The ritual site is a Taoist ritual that can drive ghosts and gods to use for high-level achievements.

The ceremony is a great sacrifice!

He wants to use this high ceremony to capture all the undead in New York!

However, Zhao Song didn't know the method of fasting and worshiping, and the Jin Mother Yuanjun knew which one would be passed on to him.

He doesn't pick on it either.

Whether it is the Three Pure Lands and Three Treasures Heavenly Lord, the Jade Emperor of the Golden Palace of Haotian, the Emperor of the God of the Emperor of Gouchen Star Palace, the Lord of the Zhongtian Star, the Emperor of Ziwei, the Emperor of the Nanji True King, the Emperor of Changsheng, the Emperor of Taiyi, the Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor of the Six Heavens Cave Abyss, the Emperor of the Six Waves, the Emperor of the Nine Heavens, the Emperor of the Nine Heavens, the Emperor of the Nine Heavens, the Emperor of the Miaohua True Lord of the Nine Heavens, the Emperor of the Nine Heavens, the Emperor of the Miaohua True Lord of the Nine Heavens.

He is not picky as long as he can invite one of them.

He, Zhao Song, had no requirements for the gods that could be invited by this ritual.

But he also knew that these were all delusions.

The ones who have a better relationship with these great gods now are the Golden Mother Yuanjun and the Five Emperors.

Of course, this was a bit gigging on my face.

In fact, the one who has a better relationship with him is Jin Mother Yuanjun.

Five Emperors?

He is not familiar with others.

Zhao Song just didn't know how many people there were under the Jin Mother Yuanjun, besides him walking.

After all, when a great ceremony comes, you will need a guardian spirit official, a high-quality and good deed, a boy and a girl, and a yellow turban hero.

He is the only one, this is not a temple!

Fellow Daoist, this is not a good deal.

He had no choice but to make a wish in his heart, hoping that the Golden Mother Yuanjun could hear it.

He wants a grand ceremony to clean up New York!

This is what he thought in his heart. Zhao Song himself was nervous and had a look of determination.

He is the backbone here at this moment.

If he is not confident.

The rest will be in chaos.

It creates an uncontrollable scene.

Even the punisher who walked out of the backyard stared at him intently.

Zhao Song was calm and composed among countless pairs of eyes. He put his hands in his sleeves and cleared his throat. Then his blood boiled, and a blood-colored python appeared behind him!

The blood-colored python stared at the neighbors in a silence, scaring these neighbors' vests to the chill!

"Everyone is high."

Zhao Song cleared his voice and shouted in Chinese: "I know all the determination of Gao Neighbors to join my gym, and I am very pleased with this matter.

Don’t worry, as long as you join my gym, everyone will be brothers and brothers, and I, Mr. Zhao, are my beloved relatives and friends.

Your safety is to be taken care of at the gym.

But there is a saying that is good, the lord's fortune is a loyalty to the emperor, and the lord's affairs do not ask you to do anything big, but only ask you to think about the lord's affairs in your heart and remember the good things of the lord.

I don’t know what to do, so I can also give the gym a stick of incense. I believe everyone will not disagree with this matter.”

Zhao Song had the words first. Looking at the people who were distracted by his words and the blood python behind him, Zhao Song said kindly: "Since you all agreed to my prerequisite, you might as well line up and burn incense one by one.

This is messy and dangerous, isn’t it?”

Then, he spoke again in Southeast dialect and English.

He worked hard, and as for some people who don’t understand, he can’t do anything about it.

After he made it clear to these people, he signaled them to queue up.

He looked at the tide of undead in the sky.

A small number of these undead tides have gathered together and turned into a whirlwind of undead.

It seems that a bigger storm is about to begin.

...

New York, SHIELD.

Pierce's office is on the highest floor, where he can see most of New York's beautiful scenes.

Especially the sunset.

This is his time to rest and has few hobbies.

Now, one of the heads of this Hydra is shocked to watch the performance of the undead natural disaster outside.

No more casual!

That's, what?

Who can tell him what that thing is in the sky!

Before he could call Nick Fury, Nick Fury got up by himself. Only he and Nick Fury could get up directly in his elevator.

The rest of the people, even his confidants, were contacting outside the building, and they had no authority to come to the office.

Unless Pierce delegates power.

Pierce looked at Nick Fury who came up and roared to his subordinates, "Director Nick Fury, I want you to tell me now, tell me everything clearly and clearly.

What the hell is the one who is lying on the horse outside?

Why didn't you report it to me?"

It seemed that this S.H.I.E.D.’s immediate boss was extremely angry, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

He pointed at Nick Fury's nose and wanted to poke his other eye blind!

Nick Fury avoided his finger and said, "I came for this, Pierce, the things outside are tricky.

I want to apply for the use of a prohibited weapon.”

He said straight to the point.

Pierce's anger disappeared immediately.

He is a very qualified boss and began to analyze the pros and cons at the first time. When he heard Nick Fury's words, he began to think.

Approve the use of prohibited weapons.

This is not a small matter.

If he approves this plan, what will he gain and what risks will he suffer?

Pre-evaluation.

This has become part of Pierce's consciousness.

He heard Nick Fury's words and did not agree immediately. Instead, he sat down, just as he was not the one who was out of control and scolding people in front.

“I need to think about it.”

He said.

As Pierce's old subordinate, Nick Fury immediately saw what his old boss was worried about.

Influence.

He is paying attention to the influence.

The influence he paid attention to was naturally not the reaction of ordinary New York citizens. What he cared about was the influence of the military, Congress, and the president.

It takes a lot of responsibility to use weapons of this level.

If this incident in New York had not had such a big impact, he would have used a weapon of this level.

He will definitely be affected!

Thinking of this, Pierce poured himself a glass of wine, grabbed two ice cubes with a clip and threw all the amber wine, and asked, "What's the current casualties in New York?"

Nick Fury put the data in front of Pierce.

Pierce saw this number, sipped a sip of wine, suppressed himself with the cold wine, and sobered himself.
To be continued...