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Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty Heat Makers (monthly ticket one thousand three

“It’s easy to find tools.”

"There are a lot of people in the Ten Demon Sect."

"Choose any disciple and give him a thought."

"The other party will naturally draw my Dharma image and use it as a visualization diagram to spread it in the strange world."

"Wait! There is no need to be such trouble."

"I can directly order a large number of disciples to promote my Dharma image as visualization map in the strange world. I am the leader of the Ten Demon Sect, and I have the right to do this. I also have the motivation to do this." Ke Xiaoliang shook his head, sighing that his consciousness still did not fully keep up with the pace.

He is no longer just a big boss behind the scenes, he can also be regarded as a big boss in front of the stage.

After all, the leader of the Ten Demon Sect is definitely not a small person anymore.

As a leader of the Demon Sect like the Ten Demon Sect, he uses the sect's rights to seek benefits for himself... Isn't that a routine operation?

"That's it, and in order to avoid a rebound, I can reward me according to my merits. Whoever promotes it better will get the corresponding reward after confirming it."

"Using power for personal gain is so open and upright!" Ke Xiaoliang smiled and finally found a trace of happiness as the sect leader.

At this time, the strange world began to become more lively.

The ghost cultivators from the underworld have also entered the strange world.

Of course, they could not understand the entire plan and plan of Judge Lu and the Niu-headed Ghost King.

Even if you only guess some fur, it is enough to make them ‘excited’ and ‘excited’.

Those ghost cultivators who eat ghosts all hear about it, but they cannot be taught.

Now the two underworld leaders have broken the taboos and taught ghost-eating techniques on such a large scale... How could those ghost cultivators in the underworld miss it?

Similarly, the lonely ghosts wandering around the world, as well as the remaining souls similar to those in the Soul Palace, have also entered the strange world, looking for their respective opportunities and opportunities.

Whether it is Chu Yuanxiao, Niu-headed Ghost King, or Judge Lu, they are just one perspective, not the whole world.

The blood cicada has entered the strange world and has been in the strange world for more than half a year.

Here, he regained his body and started a new life.

Weird, rule-based ghosts, ghost-spirit weapons, and ghost-eating techniques, visualization pictures... These have become the knowledge he has learned and absorbed wildly.

Blood Cicada cannot be regarded as a genius who truly surpasses the ordinary, but he works hard enough, endurance enough, and has more perseverance and determination enough.

For a ghost weapon, he worked as a choreographer in a firm and swept the toilet for two months.

In order to understand visualization, he not only tried to recall the visualization content he had been exposed to in reality, but also actively participated in the office's tasks, looking for opportunities to make contributions in exchange for the first visualization picture.

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Everyone in the brightly lit Yuepo Office was busy.

As one of the top large-scale firms in Dongbao City, Yuepo Firm receives a lot of ghost hunting tasks every day.

This also led to the entire office, not only a large number of field staff.

There are also many staff members in the office.

Xuechan is the current identity of a powerful family. Although he still has a real estate on the sky tree, he no longer has a family property. If he cannot pay the high annual property tax, then the property will be recycled. He will be forced to move out of the safe sky tree and return to the surface, facing the strangeness that may knock on the door at any time.

Of course, this identity was specially arranged for him by Ke Xiaoliang.

The purpose is to give the blood cicada enough time to develop, so as not to waste fighting spirit and erase one's own ideas because of its good family background.

For a good tool, Ke Xiaoliang has also put a good intention.

Suddenly the entire building was covered with red lights.

A sharp alarm, piercing almost everyone's eardrum, awakened people from what they were doing.

"Everyone should pay attention and immediately carry out emergency wear. A-level targets appeared! A-level targets appeared, moving quickly in this direction at a speed of about 100 kilometers per hour. The radiation radius is estimated to be 20 kilometers, and the traffic is already blocked. It is expected to arrive at the building in two minutes!" Amid the harsh alarm, the entire building belonging to Yuepo fell into silence for a second.

Class A!

So far, no nightmare has escaped.

In the huge light curtain, someone was operating the satellite and mobilizing the patterns.

In the picture presented, a huge red vortex was moving towards the building area of ​​Yuepo Firm by erasing and burning everything on the ground.

"It's the heat maker!"

"It is said that it is a level A-level weirdness formed by a large number of unjust souls killed due to the explosion of a nuclear power plant. In addition to inducing breathing, it can mobilize the instinct of killing people by the rule of death. It can also set off a huge heat energy storm. Everyone who is shrouded in it will not be able to breathe heavily, and even the person who is best at holding his breath cannot last long. In addition, at the core of the heat energy storm, high temperature is also a powerful means to kill life." A corresponding strange message immediately appeared in the blood cicada's mind.

In the firm, many people have begun to explain their funeral skillfully.

At the same time, all kinds of equipment are also worn.

Some small devices that are powerful to the organs but can provide internal breathing cycles in a short time can be swallowed quickly by some people.

A few people who have undergone comprehensive mechanical transformation apply high-temperature and high-heat coatings on their body surfaces.

Although facing A-level, no precedent of survival has been confirmed so far.

But people still haven't given up on struggling.

"When will the ghost killing team come?" A strong man with a beard seemed calm to the communicator, but in fact he asked crazy.

"There will be no support...Repeat, there will be no support!"

"My colleagues... Let's see you again in the next life!" said a heavy voice at the other end of the communication.

There was another dead silence in the building.

Of course, there is no support, even the ghost killing team will only dare to deal with B-level at most.

The weirdness of A level is still unsolvable.

No one asked again why the heat-makers were notified to evacuate in advance before they approached.

This is a hidden rule.

Every time a Class A is dispatched, there must be something "harvest". He will take away a large amount of "prey". If he refuses to sacrifice, then the Class A's anger will sweep across a larger area.

Therefore, the selected region can only accept the fate.

In the eyes of outsiders, they have been sacrificed to God!

"Everyone! We fight against Him. If we lose in the end, we will sacrifice our lives and eat Him!"

"Everyone... See you again in the next life!" A team leader of Yuepo Office said standing on the table.

He has put on an internal breathing mask.

Two long, tentacle-like tubes penetrated straight into his lungs.

Simple oxygen cylinders and masks are useless.

Because the rules of death start with the rules, not a means of spreading poison gas.

As long as there is actually the concept of active external breathing, it may be entangled by the rules of death.

The people at Yuepo Firm have not yet made more preparations.

A sudden heat storm enveloped the entire building.

The building dissolves in violent heat.

One person after another holding ghost weapons rushed to the core of the thermal storm and was then melted.

The blood cicada was wearing a heat-insulating suit and jumped in the constantly dissolving ruins.

The internal circulation of oxygen-making machinery stuck between his heart and lungs made him feel stuffy.

Every step is difficult, with a huge sense of blockage and friction, which is extremely uncomfortable.

But the blood cicada regards it as ordinary.

He did not give up on his hope of survival.

Even such death was not really fatal to him.

Time… What he wants is time!
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