My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

The corpse under the bed never stinks, and with Fu Qingjun's indifferent personality, he almost forgot about it.

At this time, he was sitting in the house making ant wine, considering whether to add water.

After all, the quality is so high, if it’s too expensive, no one will buy it, and if it’s too cheap, it’s not worth the loss. Diluting it may be the best choice.

Also, is it too filling if you don't flush it?

Although I don’t know the effect of this ant wine, but in the original world, I often saw the advertisement of Ant Li Shen Wine, which can promote kidney motility, enhance XXX, take two capsules urgently, whoever uses it will know...

However, warriors have heard that they need to replenish yang energy, and they all have Shougongsha, so it should be very useful for them to practice martial arts, right?

Suddenly, when Fu Qingjun was thinking wildly, he heard a commotion downstairs.

He thought for a while, then walked to the window by the table, stood beside the sunflower, covered his face with a cloth and looked down.

What's going on outside?

The residents of the community are downstairs.

There are shops on both sides of the street, farmers selling fruits, stalls selling dine-in food, and there are lively shouts from everywhere.

It turned out to be a black convertible slowly passing by, causing the surrounding crowd to watch.

car!

It turned out to be a car!

Isn't that right? We have already obtained the manufacture of firearms. My Haikou Salt Gang has built countless large ships at the port, leading us to counterattack and establish an autonomous region in the New World.

The front line is now hearing that they are working on the manufacturing process of automobiles. Isn't it a matter of course that the successful development is successful? Those barbarians, sooner or later, we will all wipe out their families.

Surrounded by excitement and confidence.

car?

Fu Qingjun looked down from the window, he was completely surprised.

The tech tree in this world is kind of magical.

He originally thought that the original car of this era must be the most bloated big truck model, who knows that this car is so exquisite and streamlined, somewhat similar to a super sports car in the 21st century.

In the driver's seat of the car, a refined young man dressed in Miao clothes and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses exuded a refined aura.

On the co-pilot, sat a lively little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing clothes with exquisite butterfly patterns of the Miao nationality, and silver ornaments jingling all over her body. Pointing a gun under the ring, leading to distraction and losing.

The young man looked down at the book and said lightly: In the autonomous region, as long as we don't really use guns against our compatriots, we don't care about it. The times are different. Now that we are walking in the rivers and lakes, all sects and sects have to find ways to deal with guns... If you lose your mind even if you are pointed at, then you will definitely die when you face real danger.

The girl was angry, Brother, can you even beat you? With your speed, you are the strongest.

The young man put down his book and casually threw a black pistol at her, Hit me.

The girl picked up the pistol without hesitation and shot it in the head.

Boom! !

The young man put down the book in an instant, his palms almost turned into afterimages, and tried to catch the bullet with his hands, Kung fu in the world is only fast.

puff!

But in the next second, the palm of his hand was instantly blasted with blood mist, and the bullet pierced through his palm fiercely.

The bullet still rushed towards the forehead at high speed.

He stretched out his second hand, which he had already prepared, clamped the bullet with two fingers, and threw it on the car. There were faint dents on the bullet.

Look, my hand is useless.

The youth showed his lower palm.

A bloody hole appeared in the middle, and blood was constantly spraying, and bright red blood dripped on the car.

A single bullet fired by an ordinary person is forced to blow off the muscles and bones of one palm... and then the second hand can catch it.

But the little girl defended: Once ordinary people get close, they will be directly suppressed,

It's hard to shoot if your legs are weak...the soul and body are a great master, how terrifying is the blood and spirit?

The weight alone is six hundred catties!

The weight is comparable to a tiger bear, and it is the strongest creature on the surface with fighting skills!!

This kind of monster is already the pinnacle of martial arts in this ancient and modern world, the strongest martial god in the world, able to wrestle arms with giant bears, wrestle with lions and tigers, and on the ancient battlefield, they are all unrivaled warriors with one thousand! Kaijiang Pitu must be a generation of killing gods!

Hearing this, the young man shook his head and said, The mental oppression of ordinary people is useful. People within ten meters are the enemy's country. The monstrous killing intent can make ordinary people pee their pants and lose control, and they can't shoot... But the distance is farther away. I can't hold back my spirit.

With firearms, an ordinary person among them is equivalent to a ten-year archer in the army who can open a five-stone bow. It is simply terrifying.

The little girl opened her mouth, hesitated to speak, on the battlefield, the martial saints in the world are indeed most afraid of the volley of arrows from the gods, no matter how good the martial arts are, they can only drink hatred.

He continued: Although I can sense the killing intent, I don't need to catch bullets. If more than 30 well-trained gunmen ambushes and fire a volley, I have to catch them. Tall buildings can hide. If I am ambushed in an open space, I will definitely lose. , Many of our grandmasters were beaten to death by them.

Then we've really... the little girl was still mumbling.

The young man's expression changed suddenly, and he said: Slow down the speed of the car, I vaguely feel that there are martial arts masters competing in that tall building.

Yes, sir.

There were obviously only two people in the car, but there was a deep male voice coming from inside the car.

The two people in the car never touched the steering wheel once, and the speed of the car slowed down automatically.

The young man sensed it, looked at the high-rise residential building, and shot everywhere with sharp eyes, Looking at their energy, they are two great masters of the bone realm... But such masters are fighting with all their strength, why are they in the building? Isn’t it narrow, it can be stretched open, could it be on the roof?”

Bone? The little girl was surprised and also looked puzzled, Is there such a master in this random residential building?

Martial arts are divided into three realms.

Heavy muscle, weighing bones, breaking the gods, the third realm is the martial saint in the world, capable of carrying a tripod, comparable to a bear and leopard's master of soul and body.

After a while of fighting.

They are fighting to the death! Seeing that they are very young, they are the pillars of our country and cannot be lost! We need to mediate grievances... The young man was slightly startled and wanted to stop it.

But this breath is very confusing.

At the same time, the breath of this realm cannot be released, and it is difficult to identify where it is.

After a while, the elegant young man's face sank, as if he had sensed something, he said in surprise: One of them is already dead, and his energy has dissipated...

The little girl was also dumbfounded.

This is the pillar of the country!

The two hurriedly opened the door and got off the car. They went to the nearby food store to inquire directly. Seeing a woman eating noodles on the table, they couldn't help asking: In the residential buildings near here, are there any masters living here?

The woman raised her head, revealing a pair of strange sausage mouths, and said happily, Of course there are masters here! There is an indomitable great master, who is bold and righteous, and is making a breakthrough in seclusion. This person's name is Fu Qingjun! My elder brother, it’s in the building next to here, and in a few days we’ll break through and regain the property, 306 on the third floor!”

I see.

The elegant young man meditated.

I heard this name just now, and it seems that he is indeed a master of the bone realm. At this time, the two people in the nearby residential buildings in Duguan Town are fighting to the death, and it must be one of them...

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but take two steps back, came to the street and looked at a certain window on the third floor, just in time to look at Fu Qingjun who was looking down at the excitement.

Fu Qingjun was stunned, and blinked: The car is obviously passing by, not the local area. There are so many people in the nearby residential buildings poking their heads out. Why did he suddenly look at me in 306?

I am an ordinary people who eat melons...

This person lowers the brim of his hat and hides his appearance. It's very strange to be in the house of Fu Qingjun, a master of the Bone Realm who is suspected of fighting to death.

boom!

The table on the windowsill, on the throne of the sunflower.

Sitting at the top, Jiaxia, the king of the gods of Olin Miluo Mountain, suddenly felt a sharp surge of spirit.

Who sneaked in?

He raised his head again, and unexpectedly vaguely saw a huge hazy figure standing in front of the throne at some point, blocking part of the sunlight from falling on the ground.

The mysterious huge figure, from other mysterious worlds?

It's just the same realm as me, why should I be afraid? He was full of fighting spirit, and the spirit of the warrior master collided fiercely.