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"What a group of people who are not professional, I want to go out and remind them where they should make holes."

After waiting for a day, the group could not find the real entrance to the tomb and could only force the hole to be opened, which made Li Sandao complain.

"Bing'er, you go to Huowu and come back for dinner. We probably have to wait."

Two kilometers away from Aning, Li Sandao was leaning against the tree trunk and signaling Shui Binger, who had just packed up the tableware, to go over and replace him.

Huo Wu stayed for a long time and it was her turn.

"Yeah, I know."

Nodded, Shui Binger put down the tableware in her hand, picked up the gun that was placed aside, and the man ran softly to Huo Wu.

Five minutes later, Huo Wu carried Gatlin on her back and returned to the temporary camp.

"Sir Sandao, that group of people is too slow.

Otherwise, we will kill them earlier and wait for the professionals in Wu Sansheng."

After putting the gun and ammunition box on his body on the ground, the Huo Wu girl began to complain.

She and Shui Binger were staring at them in shifts. Although it was not hard to say, she was very fucked.

"Shut up.

We are professionals, and Wu Sansheng is a younger brother-level existence."

He glared at the Huo Wu girl dissatisfiedly, and Lao Li was still emphasizing his professionalism.

"Tsk, it's so boring."

He picked up the food left for himself, and Huo Wu muttered on his mouth, leaning against him like Li Sandao.

After eating something simple, cleaning the plates, she snuggled up completely against Li Sandao.

"Sir Sandao, I'm still idle anyway. Can you teach me how to cultivate the domineering spirit of seeing and hearing?

I have been practicing Mind Power in the Cave Xuan Realm for many years, so I want to try other ways to become stronger."

In terms of mind power, all the people in Douluo World have entered the Cave Xuan Realm.

But Ning Fengzhi is the only one who broke through the realm of Zhiming. The girl Huo Wu is always anxious now.

"Let you read well and understand the ancient books on the earth well. If you don't listen to them, who do you blame?

I know there is a book in your soul guide, so read Mencius several times.

When you enter the realm of knowing life, you are distracting from the ability to other people."

After being pressed by Huo Wu's little head, Li Sandao pulled him away and curled his lips dissatisfied.

When others practiced, Ning Fengzhi was not in a hurry to cultivate his mind power. Instead, he listened to Li Sandao's suggestion to improve his soul power while studying various ancient books on the earth.

When I'm fine, I'll go to some old professors for advice.

After the others were stuck in the cave Xuan realm for many years, he had already increased his soul power that had lost the restrictions of world rules to level 93, and he had accumulated a lot of effort, just like that.

Moreover, as he began to cultivate his mind power, his realm improved by a thousand miles a day.

A few years ago, someone else was stuck in the cave Xuan Realm, and Ning Fengzhi, who finally started practicing, was the first to break through to the Zhiming Realm.

After a few years, I have now become a great practitioner at the peak of Zhiming Realm.

Fortunately, he is not that ignorant. He may have encountered a barrier of knowledge and insight, and his realm is also stuck.

However, Ning Fengzhi knew where to start, and once again held a bunch of ancient books to study, and continued to cultivate one's own character.

But it is really difficult for the girl around her to study.

Even if she could memorize those ancient books, she would just memorize them and would not understand the truth at all.

It should be said that except Ning Fengzhi, everyone else is just working blindly and cannot find the key to a breakthrough.

With Li Sandao's thigh on his little head, Huo Wu reluctantly took out Mencius and began to read like a flash of flowers.

Seeing this, Li Sandao was completely speechless.

"Is it that I let you read a book, but Isn't it that I let you go to the execution ground?"

After only a few minutes of complaining, Huo Wu, who had just passed by, had already buckled the book on her face and made a uniform breathing sound.

"It's another late stage of poor cancer, and the identification has been completed."

Huo Wu fell asleep on her pillow, and Li Sandao, the master, was still very pityful. He did not move to wake her up, but instead closed his eyes and rested.

Time passed by little, and it was noon soon.

With the rustling sound of the soles of the shoes stepping on the leaves, the two of them opened their eyes almost at the same time.

"Sir Sandao, those people did not hit the hole, but Wu Sansheng and several others found it.

Moreover, they seem to plan to use Wu Sansheng and his group.”

Back to Li Sandao, Shui Bing'er stopped and explained the situation briefly.

"Tsk, it's really unprofessional." Huo Wu and Li Sandao stood up.

Huowu's ammunition box was behind her, and Li Sandao's sniper rifle was on the way.

"Let's go, let's go to the tomb with Wu Sansheng to get my collection first, and then go back to clean up those guys."

As the order was issued, the three of them quickly ran towards Wu Sansheng.

A few hundred meters away, you can still see the tomb robbers who secretly monitor Wu Sansheng and his group.

"Forget it, I'd better kill them first and go back to the grave. Anyway, there's plenty of time."

It will take a while for Wu Sansheng and a few others to dig holes again, so Lao Li is not ready to wait.

"good...!"

Hearing this, the two women were like cheetahs, quickly traveling through the forest.

The 400-meter meter power of the Nine Five Style is very powerful, but both of them are newbies, so they need to get closer.

Seeing this, when the two women were ready, Li Sandao then picked up the sniper rifle and aimed at the head of the person in charge.

"Bang..." The dull gunshots resounded throughout the mountains and forests. As the target, the head of the leader was like a watermelon that exploded.

For a moment, red, white, and fried.

Before the word "enemy..." was said, Gatlin in Huo Wu's hand was like a spitting fire snake, with six thousand fires in one minute, almost instantly knocking people into sieves.

"Da da da da...!"

"Bang...,bang...,bang...!"

"Bang...."

A dozen people, before they even had time to fire a shot, were beaten by Li Sandao Barrett or were beaten into a sieve by Huo Wu.

Only when he died at the gun of Jiuwu, he could be more complete than the corpse.

A hundred meters away from the tomb robbers, Wu Sansheng and his gang were stunned when they heard the gunshots.

"Barrett, Nine Five Styles, Gatlin.

Damn, is this a tomb robber or a war?"

As a person who has been on the battlefield, Pan Zi also likes to pay attention to some firearms.

As soon as the gunshot sounded from Li Sandao, he could probably hear the sound of the gun as he fell down.

There are many people with tomb robbers, but the pistols are longer. There are a few more awesome ones that can rush slightly.

But...! He looked up at the blue and red girls who appeared, and Pan Zi suddenly understood why the third master was timid.

I am waiting for the tomb robbers, and I am fighting.

"I'm fucking right, the red-haired girl is holding Gatlin, and the blue-haired girl is in the Nine Five Style.

So...!"

Looking at Li Sandao, who was walking over slowly and holding a big black gun, Pan Zi had no idea of ​​running away.

"There are three little masters, young masters, and Chen Chengcheng are dragging them down.

At such a close distance, we probably weren't doing well whether it was Barrett's sniper or Gatlin's strafing."

"Master Li, what do you mean?" Wu Sansheng's heart sank to the bottom of the valley by his big nephew who was wide-eyed and trembling.

He regretted why he used this place to train his nephew.

"Barrett, Gatlin, and the latest military 95th style. Can the country with limited guns be able to make this thing?"

His only gladness now was that he admitted defeat in front of Li Sandao.

"Wu Laosan, you are not cautious.

Being monitored by others has nothing to do with me, but letting a group of foreigners follow you to the grave.

If the national treasure is lost, will your old Wu family know that it is difficult to write?
To be continued...