Isn't it a divine lock?
Five high-grade spirit stones and a lock...it's still a forced sale, and it's still the vice-principal's forced sale.
Damn, if it breaks, don’t I have to buy a new one?
Therefore, it must be a divine lock, and it must last for a thousand years!
Yang Zimei smiled and said, "I thought it was broken. I happen to have a few locks in my storage space... Who wants them?"
More than forty people turned their heads at the same time.
Zhang Shan looked at Yang Zimei and asked, "When will Lao Zhou come?"
Yang Zimei shook her head. "I don't know. There's no specific plan. They just said we'd gather in Kyoto, Japan... There were no follow-up instructions... And I couldn't get through on the phone."
Qian Lin interrupted: "Is the communication network in Japan good?"
Yang Zimei rolled her eyes at him. "Old Zhou's phone says it's turned off! He left before the Monster Beast Project, so it's probably out of battery..."
The battery is out...
Everyone's faces were filled with black lines.
So, why have we come here after going through so much hardship and crossing thousands of miles of battlefields and thousands of miles of ocean?
Then, everyone looked at Yang Zimei with suspicion.
In everyone's impression, Zhou Buzhou is the most reliable one, while Yang Zimei is the most unreliable one, the least trustworthy one.
So, could it be that Zhou Buzhou originally had a follow-up plan, but because Yang Zimei, this idiot, didn't pay attention, he didn't know about the follow-up plan?
A group of people looked at Yang Zimei with unfriendly expressions.
At the same time, people from other parties also gathered together, all with the same questions as Yang Zimei and others.
What to do next?
At what specific place do they converge?
Li Changfeng finally got rid of that woman.
He stood on the street, looking at his fellow apprentices who were all in a rather embarrassed state, and asked earnestly, "Did you gain anything this time?"
All the Kunlun disciples bowed their heads.
Crossing the battlefield was not as easy as they thought.
At this time,
A powerful and unstoppable mental force swept from the east.
The vastness of this spiritual power can make mortals' scalps tingle instantly, and can make practitioners understand instantly that the owner of this spiritual power is definitely a powerful existence beyond the fourth level!
As this mental power surged in.
Li Changfeng's eyes lit up slightly: "Here it comes."
Immediately, Li Changfeng was about to take off into the air.
The next moment, a familiar spiritual force poured into his mind, and Zhou Buzhou's voice resounded in his mind: "You are responsible for killing mortals! Leave the rest to me!"
mortal?
Killing mortals? !
Li Changfeng paused.
Like Li Changfeng, the other 300-odd people also received Zhou Buzhou’s message in an instant.
However, some people understand, some people don’t, some people obey unconditionally, and some people begin to question humanitarianism.
Zhou Buzhou's voice rang out again: "How many mortals have died in China this time?"
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