Li Yong held Shi Ying and asked doubtfully: "How to inhale it? Can it be acupuncture?"

Seeing the little Jinlong pretending to be thinking hard and not knowing when he would come up with a solution, Li Yong immediately took out the silver needle and began to use it to extract the ghost king's poison from the patient's body.

As a result, he found that the ghost king's poison was far more powerful than the zombie poison, and his silver needle could not extract it at all.

Whenever the Ghost King's poison gathers around the silver needle, the spiritual fluid in the silver needle will be quickly consumed, and the silver needle also shows signs of melting, making it unable to withstand the power of the Ghost King's poison.

"Can't you bear it?" Li Yong took out Shi Ying again and felt that Shi Ying should be able to withstand the poison of the Ghost King. However, Shi Ying was too big, and when it penetrated into the acupuncture points, it would also destroy the acupuncture points, making acupuncture techniques impossible.

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"Xiaoyong, forget it! They may have been doomed to death." Yang Changkong observed for a moment, but did not see any changes in the wound. The black blood filled the entire basement with a disgusting smell, and there was already

Several doctors couldn't bear it and started vomiting. This was really unbearable.

He sighed heavily: "Even Shadow Release doesn't work. I didn't expect the Ghost King's poison to be so powerful."

"Hurry and take this person away to prevent more people from being infected with the Ghost King's poison."

Li Yong suddenly stopped and said, "Let me try again."

I saw him piercing the Shiying dagger into the man's shoulder again, and at the same time activated the resurrection technique, using the acupuncture method, using Shiying as a silver needle, urging the spiritual fluid to enter Shiying, and absorb it from the person's body

The poison of the ghost king.

A shocking scene happened at this moment.

Yang Changkong's eyes suddenly widened with an incredible expression.

Baoyu also opened his small mouth, with a shocked expression frozen on his pretty face.

There are also those in the medical and hospital hospitals, although they are wearing masks to cover their facial expressions, their eyes are all wide open, as if they are all competing to see who can open their eyes wider.

The first person to come back to his senses was Yang Changkong. He said with great excitement: "I didn't expect Shi Ying to be so wonderful. Now, everyone is saved. It's great. We are finally saved."

Li Yong remained silent, just carefully sensing the wonder of the Shadow Release Dagger.

He discovered that as soon as his spiritual fluid entered the Shadow-Release Dagger, the Shadow-Release Dagger had a wonderful reaction with him.

When he saw Shi Ying, black light burst out immediately, as if he had spirituality, and he was so excited that he couldn't stop trembling.

Then, Shi Ying lost control of him and pierced the dying man's shoulder on his own initiative. The man's blood gradually changed from black to purple, then from purple to red, and became redder and redder, eventually returning to normal.

The bright red color.

The disgusting smell became weaker and weaker, and eventually disappeared.

In just one minute, the man suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

Li Yong looked through his body and found that the loss of his soul power had stopped. Apart from being a little weak, he was no longer in serious condition. He estimated that after a few days of cultivation, he would still be a healthy person after his spirit recovered.

"Successful." He was overjoyed for a while, then pulled out Shi Ying and ordered the medical staff to bandage the man's wound.

"Junior brother, you...well done. Master really did not misjudge you. You are definitely a good sect leader that our Nanshan Sect will meet once in a thousand years, hahaha..." Yang Changkong laughed so excitedly that his tears were shed.

come out.

"I think I can cure all these people of the ghost king poison." Li Yong said excitedly.

Then, he passed through the iron gate and walked in; holding the shadow-releasing dagger that was constantly emitting black light, he stabbed those who were poisoned by the Ghost King one by one.

Behind him, followed a large group of medical staff, helping to bandage the wounds of those stabbed by him.

Yang Changkong and Baoyu also followed. Seeing that there were not enough medical staff, they began to bandage the wounds.

It took more than five hours to treat more than 300 people.

It was already midnight when Li Yong unlocked the ghost king's poison from the last person.

At this time, Yang Changkong had already reported to the leader, and the leader had made final arrangements.

When Li Yong cured the last person, he immediately said: "We are going to use a missile to blow up the Ghost King. The civilians over there have been evacuated. We are rushing over now to make the final preparations."

Li Yong took a breath: "I haven't eaten yet?"

"There is military dry food on the plane, and we will eat it on the roadside while driving." Yang Changkong said with a happy smile.

So, Li Yong followed Yang Changkong on a helicopter and flew back to Zhonghai City.

In an old abandoned factory building on the outskirts of Zhonghai City, hundreds of heavily armed special forces surrounded them.

Submachine guns, sniper rifles, heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, armored vehicles and tanks, almost everything you need.

There was a missile launch vehicle more than ten kilometers away, with three missiles all aimed at it.

Yang Changkong walked down from the flying fortress and stood on a high slope. He took a military telescope and looked into the dilapidated factory building, but he saw nothing. Because Sima Bing was hiding in the factory building and did not reveal his figure.

"What should we do? The factory is so big, where should the missile be fired?" Yang Changkong hesitated.

Li Yong opened his clairvoyance eyes and looked through the abandoned roofs and mottled walls. He immediately saw Sima Bing sitting cross-legged in a factory building to the north. There was a large bed in the factory building, and there were several quilts on the big bed.

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There was a bulge under the quilt, as if several people were sleeping. When Li Yong saw the inside of the quilt, he suddenly clenched his fists.

Because there were piles of bones inside, Sima Bing sat on top of the bones.

The huge skull floated above his head, extracting the souls of those controlled by him to treat Sima Bing. Sima Bing's body was gradually growing up from the appearance of a twelve-year-old.

At this time, Sima Bing was already seventeen or eighteen years old, and his injuries were almost healed. Only the broken arm had not grown back. It seemed that he would be disabled from now on.

At this time, Sima Bing suddenly opened his eyes, and his bright pupils were filled with black souls.

He suddenly stood up and said fiercely: "Li Yong, I must kill you."

Then, his mood returned to normal, and he muttered to himself in great distress: "If it weren't for the fact that this place is too far away from the capital, I would be almost fine. The power of those people's souls, because of the distance, is too far away.

It’s getting harder and harder to get here. What’s going on? Are they all dead?”

"A bunch of useless humans, trash, and slaves, I will kill you all sooner or later. I will turn this planet into a paradise for devils and descendants. Everything here will be mine..."

"Soul power, gather here."

"What's going on? Why can't I sense the power of the soul..." Seeing Yang Changkong still hesitating, Li Yong hurriedly pointed to the north and said: "Brother, it's over there, under the chimney."

Yang Changkong raised his telescope again and looked over carefully: "Are you sure?"

"Sure." Li Yong confirmed.

"How did you know that the Ghost King was over there?" Yang Changkong asked again because the matter was so important.

"I can..." Li Yong hesitated and almost revealed the secret of the clairvoyance. He thought for a while and changed his words: "After fighting with Sima Bing, I remembered his breath. At this time, his breath was in the chimney.

there."

At this time, Li Yong found that Sima Bing had stood up and seemed to be about to leave. He felt anxious and immediately urged: "Brother, act now, we can't wait any longer."

"Okay!" Yang Changkong finally made up his mind, picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered: "Tell them to retreat."

After receiving the order, hundreds of special forces evacuated in an orderly manner.

Li Yong was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to retreat? This is... such a waste of time!

Did he think the missile would be launched directly?

When I thought about it, I really had to wait until these people retreated because they were too close to the factory.

What Yang Changkong wants to blow up is the Ghost King, there is no way he will blow up his own army too!

This...it will take at least half an hour to evacuate the hundreds of special forces soldiers surrounding the dilapidated factory area!

It's impossible for Sima Bing to do nothing during this half hour!

Li Yong looked slightly uneasy and continued to look through the past, observing Sima Bing's every move. Fortunately, Sima Bing just walked around the factory, seemingly thinking about something, and did not come out immediately. Li Yong urged again: "Senior brother,

Hurry up, don't wait too long, Sima Bing may come out at any time."

Yang Changkong also became anxious, because as soon as the Sima soldiers came out, the special forces had to stop them. In this case, there would be casualties; moreover, the missiles had to be re-locked and everything had to be rearranged.

After thinking about it, he urged the special forces: "Quick, all of them will be evacuated within five minutes."

The speed of action of the special forces was indeed impressive. Carrying various weapons and equipment, they retreated back like a charge and soon left the factory area. Yang Changkong told the intercom: "Get ready to launch."

Holy shit, you still need to prepare for launch? Can’t you just launch?

Seeing that Sima Bing was already walking towards the exit, the skull was following him closely, as if it was about to take him to fly somewhere else. Li Yong couldn't wait any longer and urged loudly: "Brother, hurry up!"

Yang Changkong remained unmoved. Only when he saw the last special soldier withdrawing outside the safety line, he turned to the intercom and ordered in a deep voice: "Launch."

Li Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Sima Bing had to open a door and wasted a little time, but he hadn't left yet.

But, but, what about the missile? Why hasn’t it flown over yet? Why hasn’t it exploded yet?

You won’t ejaculate somewhere else!

"Brother, what's going on? How long will the missile fly?" Li Yong was a little angry, it was too slow.

Whether on TV or in movies, missiles are very fast. They usually ignite here and explode immediately there, and the explosions are extremely heroic and beautiful.
Chapter completed!