The Opening Concocts Aura Recovery

"Ah Wei, please send a message to the people outside. My senior brother is Shi Jian. If there is anyone else who can deal with this evil ghost besides me, it is only my senior brother!"

Uncle Jiu didn't say much, they only have one way to go to the dark now.

Telling them about Shi Jian in advance can also prepare them, and they will know who else to turn to to solve the matter.

"it is good!"

Although Awei has lost an arm, he still does things vigorously and resolutely.

"I think Captain Awei is pretty good, he is very stable!"

"He should not be an ordinary chief of the criminal arrest bureau. His identity is probably the upper class of Xixiang City!"

"I feel that the atmosphere is a bit pessimistic. I'm not sure whether Uncle Jiu will do it!"

When Awei delivered the news, the water friends were all using barrage.

Zhao Zhiruo let out a sigh of relief after seeing these bullet screens.

What happened this time was far more dangerous than anything she had encountered before.

It's a pity that she can't find anyone to turn to for help now.

"If only Master Yan Chixia was here!"

Zhao Zhiruo thought in her heart.

She has given up hope for Mumu Heigou.

This boss first appeared in her life, but she is the one she knows the least now.

But Yan Chixia and the others were not so far away from her.

Zhao Zhiruo believed that with Yan Chixia's terrifying swordsmanship and spells, coupled with Ninth Uncle's talisman and summoning skills, it would be extremely simple to solve this trick.

But this is also a luxury.

Yan Chixia hadn't appeared since Lanruo Temple saw her last time.

At this time, several people had already prepared and continued to look for the power generation equipment.

The light of the flashlights in their hands is too weak, and it is inconvenient when something happens.

"Ninja, Shuriken!"

Just when several people were about to rush to the location of the generator, there was a sudden loud sound of breaking wind in the darkness.

Several people suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

"It's a warrior!"

Zhao Zhiruo drew out her sword.

"Flying Sword!"

At this time, Zhao Zhiruo couldn't care less about hiding.

She directly used the flying sword to block these shurikens.

"Great empty palm!"

Although Awei has lost an arm, his strength is still strong.

As soon as he shook his hand, a powerful palm rushed out of his hand.

Those shurikens shattered to powder before they even got close to him.

"kill!"

But the shuriken was just the beginning. The next moment, a group of men in black rushed out of the water.

The knives of these people pointed directly at several people.

To be precise, they all headed in one direction, that is Uncle Jiu.

Compared to warriors, Uncle Jiu's cultivation is too low.

He is just holding Yuanjing.

And now, any of the black-clothed men who have been killed has a cultivation level of Baoyuan Realm or even Yuandan Realm.

"Sword Control - Sword Flash!"

Zhao Zhiruo clenched her teeth and cut off the head of one of the Yuanyuan Realm's heads with a surprising strike, but this was her limit.

The reaction power of Yuan Dan Realm fighters is not beyond the speed of her flying sword. The most important thing is that she doesn't have that much internal force to drive the flying sword.

"Great Stele Opener!"

This time Awei showed his strongest strength, he slapped it, and the head of a Yuan Dan realm warrior was split into countless pieces, like a smashed watermelon.

Immediately afterwards, he killed others.

But this group of people didn't seem to be afraid of death, and they went straight to Uncle Jiu regardless of their companions' life or death.

"Uncle Nine!"

In this fearless breakthrough, a Yuan Dan realm warrior rushed in front of Uncle Jiu.