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The five hundred and ninetieth chapter is sarin again

Ito Fuku has forgotten his age, and even his memory of some things has begun to blur. After he reaches a certain level, even if he reaches the innate realm, he will not escape the misfortune of old age and death. The true energy can prolong life, but cannot live forever.

When I heard that the spirit stone was born, the most excited were the old nuns like Ito Feng. After years of baptism, the monks who were originally extremely powerful and powerful in the world have grown a little by little in the years of history. Even the elders, which were originally extremely powerful, now only twelve nuns are left.

If you can get the spirit stone and if you can awaken Lord Black Dragon, the powerful island Ninja Sect will not mind fighting against any force, whether it is the Huaxia Xuanmen, the Western dark race, or the newly rising Mask Island.

"Hayi" for a moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through Ito Feng's brain, and the blood gushed in his old body, and the true energy trembled like an angry dragon. The sword in his hand was full of dazzling light, spitting out half a foot long sword light, and stabbed Oliver's heart.

The old ninja is proficient in assassination. Although his brain memory is blurred, his fighting technique has reached the realm of transformation, and from lurking to swinging a knife has become a subconscious mind.

He was full of joy and thought he had won a great victory. Oliver was in a good mood and did not expect to be assassinated. Superpowers in his body burst out, and patterns like water waves rose in the void, layer by layer, layer by layer, squeezed towards the stabbing Taidao.

The extremely sharp sword light, wrapped in layered air, became a little dim. The extremely fast speed was also constantly slowed down.

Ito Fuku felt endless pressure around his body. His originally slender limbs were gradually squeezed, his body gradually became weak, his muscles and bones were shrinking into a ball, his old face gradually turned red and expanded, and finally exploded like a watermelon.

Reggie Miller was completely stupid. He had never encountered such a thing in his more than 30 years of life. Looking at the whistling sword light, Reggie Miller breathed rapidly. Under the shadow of death, he was not only not afraid, but instead had a full retinal stimulation of his adrenalin and his brain was running at high speed. The originally real world suddenly became sci-fi and hazy.

The combination of green silk threads and milky white light and shadows makes the original real world three-dimensional and three-dimensional. With Reggie Miller's body as the center, a giant ball with a diameter of three meters appeared. Rows of data measure the trajectory of all objects in the ball.

Reggie Miller felt like a role-playing game. He took a step back and gave way to the blade, tweaked his palm forward, and his sharp nails cut through the ninja's eyes.

Before every action, the ninja will have some understanding of the goal. Oliver is a superpower, while Reggie Miller is a complete otaku. He sits in front of the computer for more than ten hours a day, with osteoporosis and a little obese. Such a person is a lamb to be slaughtered. How could he hurt the ninja?

Accidents are always one after another, Oliver was so angry that he seemed to be a polar bear. He erupted again, crushing the blind ninja into meat pie, and then waved his bear's paw: "Start"

The bomb man hiding behind the door had a different kind of ferocious look on his face, and his palm pressed down hard. He bang the hidden area of ​​the subway entrance, a launch tube immediately spit out flames, and a sarin poisonous gas bomb whistled out, instantly blowing an office building into hell.

All of this went too fast, and it caught people off guard. When the launch tube blew out the light and the smell of jam was spreading in the air, Koizumi Dairo shouted: "Let them all stop."

He was so scared that he was stunned, so he was afraid of losing his life. Faced with Oliver's strength, everyone around him understood that this was the desperate person who helped him to become extreme. Ito Shunha had to wave his hand, and all the ninjas who were about to behead the truth in various places suspended their actions. Once upon a time, the inconspicuous dark creatures like slaves had the strength to compete with Xuan Xiu in the blink of an eye.

Reggie Miller, who was relatively irritable, seemed much calmer and patted Oliver on the shoulder: "Don't worry, act according to the plan." The two of them returned to the subway station in a swagger. Everyone around was as shocked and as stunned as a wooden chicken, and no one dared to say anything.

"The Desperate is the Desperate who gangs the anti-humanity." Koizumi Oroshi's body trembled, and there was a hint of fear in her expression. Fortunately, the wind blew the toxic gas of the sandin to another block, which would not affect them for the time being.

What to do? The bravery and cruelty of the bandits are beyond everyone's perception. For a moment, whether it is the superpower, the Self-Defense Force, or the journalists and politicians become dumb and don't know what to do.

Oliver was so angry that he stared at him, his eyes wide open, and his nostrils spewed out two white smoke: "I don't show my power, they really think I'm weak and can be bullied. Bastard..."

An angry person is always so easy to lose his mind. Oliver has to throw it out when carrying a neutron bullet. Once a weapon of mass destruction is detonated, there will be a chain reaction, and the current situation will not be controlled.

Reggie Miller reached out and pulled Oliver and whispered: "It's not the time to get angry. Are we risking such great danger to come to the island country and Tokyo just to be like a flash of ephemeral? We don't want to be the king of the world."

Reggie Miller's words calmed down Oliver, his originally fiery red eyes gradually became clear, and he praised his head and said, "You are right, it makes sense that we are the king of the world." As he said, the topic changed: "Why are you so powerful?"

Jingying, who can become a leader, is some idiots. Oliver asked suddenly, and Reggie Miller answered casually: "I have awakened superpowers, no longer a nerd who can only play computers." As he said that, he reached out and patted Oliver on the shoulder: "Brother, follow the plan."

The cold and dead energy made Xuan Qi very uncomfortable. When the cannon roared, the poisonous gas of the sand forest spread, Xuan Qi frowned very tightly. The sky, which was already covered with clouds, has now become darker and more deadly.

Xuan Qing and Youyou, who were following Xuan Qi, said: "The air dropped at least twice, and hundreds of people died. Aren't these guys afraid of being punished by God?"

"What?" The bronze head narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to the place he had just left. Fallen Abi was extremely sensitive to death. His eyes flashed with a strange color and said softly: "Why is the death energy so rich?"

Hawkeye's eyes were famous for their good looks, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately exclaimed: "Damn, those terrorists used sarin gas again..."

All the superpowers felt a little lucky. If they hadn't left with Xuan Qi, they would have been poisoned by the sarin poison gas.

The clan leaders of the four major families of Ninja Sect come together again. No matter what, the island country is an island country with island people. Now these yellow-haired groups are fighting, killing and showing off their power in the island country, which is equivalent to slapping them in the face. The clay man is still angry, let alone cultivators with high cultivation.

Qianye Feng's face was filled with anger: "These guys are unforgivable. It's better for us to take action personally and kill them all."

Sasuke Okumitsu also pointed his head: "I want to catch that Russian and crush his bones and ashes."

"Don't be impulsive." Ito Shunha is always the calmest one. The strong man who has the magic weapon in his hand has the calmness and freedom to control the overall situation: "Look at it first, I always feel that there is a conspiracy here."

"All have hit the door, where is there any conspiracy?" Uesugi Len is usually taciturn, but actually has a hot temper. He glared: "If it really doesn't work, we can ⊥Black Dragon Protector, Fenghuo Linshan's four masters take action."

Fenghuo Linshan is the guardian of Lord Black Dragon. He has always been the strongest ninjas in the Ninja Sect. They are the strongest mysterious cultivators in the island country's Xuan Cultivation World except Lord Black Dragon.

After pondering, Toshiba Ito nodded slowly and said, "It really doesn't work, so I can only look for..." Toshiba Ito's face was suddenly filled with shock, staring blankly at the floor that was destroyed by the sarin poison gas, and the dark person on the floor.

Ryuji Yamazaki has never had ambitions and never thought of becoming a hero. He relied on the huge wealth in his family and lived a luxurious life. He lived a drunken life and died every day. He never considered the future, nor did he think about struggle, but he was just comfortable in the present.

And fate is so strange. It is the second generation ancestor like Ryuji Yamazaki who has become a powerful hero. Some things are fate, and random thoughts are useless. There will still be things in your destiny.

Standing at the top of the building and smelling the smell of jam in the air, Ryuji Yamazaki not only did not feel nervous, but seemed particularly excited. He breathed excitedly, his chest and belly swelled at the same time, like a giant whale drinking water, absorbing all the air around him into his belly.

"Who is he?" Such a swaggering behavior naturally attracted the attention of people around him. Especially the chemist wearing protective suits and holding a detector exclaimed loudly: "The content of neurotoxins in the air is decreasing, reducing, and reducing." At the end of his speech, he suddenly screamed: "The poison gas in the air is actually gone."

This good news seemed like a shot of a heart-warming shot, which excited the desperate people. They cheered at Ryuji Yamazaki, and whispered: "Who is he? Is it Ultraman who didn't have time to put on makeup?"

"I look like it." Another reporter's eyes flashed with bright light, and he boldly guessed: "Ultraman must be invisible in this apartment, but the apartment was attacked. Before he could disguise, he rushed..."

Human imagination is endless in adversity. Ryuji Yamazaki, who is standing at the highest point, suddenly became very intoxicated. He has never been admired by anyone since he grew up. For a moment, he found that this kind of thing is more fascinating than physical comfort. Being a hero and becoming a big man is also a good choice.

Ryuji Yamazaki roared, his legs jumped hard, and his whole body soared down from the void like a big bird, falling towards the open space at the subway entrance.

The six-sacred and unscrupulous Oizumi Daro burst into tears at this moment. He took two steps in the triangle and rushed to Yamazaki Ryuji with his thick legs. He said incredibly: "Looking for the stars and the moon, I can be regarded as waiting for you." As he said that, he still pulled a long nasal voice: "You have to make the decision for us."
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