Chapter 842 How long will the missile fly

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Li Yong held Shi Ying and wondered, "How to suck?"

Seeing that the little golden dragon made a meditative pretend, I don't know when I can come up with a way. Oriental Reading Network began to use silver needles to extract the poison of the ghost king in the patient's body.

As a result, he found that the poison of the ghost king was far more powerful than the poison of zombies, and his silver needle could not be extracted at all.

Whenever the poison of the ghost king gathers around the silver needle, the spiritual liquid of the silver needle will be quickly consumed, and the silver needle also shows signs of melting, and it cannot withstand the power of the ghost king's poison at all.

"Can't bear it?" Li Yong took out Shiying again, thinking that Shiying should be able to withstand the poison of the ghost king. It's just that the release is too big, and when it pierces the acupoint, it will also pierce the acupoint, and the acupuncture technique cannot be performed.

"Xiao Yong, forget it, they may have already 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 several doctors couldn't stand it and vomited, which was really unbearable.

He sighed heavily: "Even the release of the shadow doesn't work, I can't imagine that the poison of the ghost king is so powerful." ”

"Hurry up and carry this person away, lest more people be infected with the poison of the ghost king. ”

Li Yong suddenly stopped: "Let me try again." ”

I saw that he stabbed the Shiying dagger into the person's shoulder again, and at the same time urged the secret of resurrection from the dead, using the method of acupuncture, using the method of acupuncture, using the Shikage as a silver needle, urging the spiritual liquid to enter the Shiying, to absorb the poison of the ghost king in this person's body.

A shocking scene happened at this time.

I saw Yang Changkong's eyes suddenly widen, revealing an incredible expression.

Bao Yu also opened his small mouth, and his shocked expression froze on his pretty face.

And those medical hospitals, although they wore masks and covered their facial expressions, their eyes were all wide, as if everyone was competing together to see who could open their eyes bigger.

The first to come back to his senses was Yang Changkong, and he said excitedly: "I didn't expect that Shiying was so wonderful, now, everyone is saved, great, finally saved." ”

Li Yong was silent, just carefully perceiving the wonder of the release dagger.

He found that as soon as his spiritual fluid entered the Shadow Dagger, the Shadow Dagger had a wonderful sense with him.

He saw that Shakti immediately burst out with black light, as if he had spirituality, and he trembled with excitement.

Then, without his control, Shikage voluntarily stabbed into the shoulder of the dying man, and the man's blood gradually changed from black to purple, and from purple to red, and then redder, and finally returned to the bright red color of a normal person.

The disgusting smell also faded and eventually disappeared.

In just one minute, the man suddenly opened his eyes and came to his senses.

Li Yong looked through his body and found that his soul power had stopped draining, and his body was no longer in serious trouble except for a little weakness. It is estimated that after a few days of cultivation, when the spirit recovers, he will still be a healthy person.

"It worked. He was overjoyed, then pulled out the release and instructed the paramedics to bandage the man's wounds.

"Senior brother, you ...... Okay, Master really didn't mistake you, you are definitely a good master of our Nanshan Gate once in a thousand years, hahaha......" Yang Changkong laughed excitedly, and his tears were laughed out.

"I think I can cure all the poisons of these people's ghost kings. Li Yong said excitedly.

Then, he walked through the iron gate, entered, and stabbed the ghost king's poison one by one with the dagger of the Shadow Release, which was constantly emitting black light.

Behind him, followed by a large group of paramedics, helping those who had been stabbed by him to bandage their wounds.

Yang Changkong and Bao Yu also followed, and seeing that the medical staff were not enough, they also began to bandage the wounds.

More than 300 people, all of whom were treated, also took more than five hours.

When Li Yong unraveled the poison of the last person's ghost king, it was already midnight.

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

When Li Yong healed the last person, he immediately said: "We are going to use a missile to kill the ghost king, the civilians over there have been evacuated, we will rush over now to make the final preparations." ”

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

"The plane had military dry rations, and we ate them while we were on the road. Yang Changkong smiled happily.

So, Li Yong followed Yang Changkong in a helicopter and flew back to Haishi.

In an abandoned old factory on the outskirts of Haishi, hundreds of heavily armed special forces are around.

Submachine guns, sniper rifles, heavy machine guns, bazookas, armored vehicles and tanks, almost everything.

More than a dozen kilometers away, there was also a missile launcher, three missiles, all aimed at it.

Yang Changkong walked down and flew away, stood on a high slope, took a military binocular, and looked into the dilapidated factory building, but he didn't see anything. Because Sima Bing was hiding in the factory, he didn't show any of his figure.

"What can I do about this? The factory area is so big, where should the missile be fired?" Yang Changkong hesitated.

Li Yong opened his see-through eyes, his gaze penetrated the abandoned roofs and mottled walls, and immediately saw Sima Bing sitting cross-legged in a factory building on the north side, which had a large bed and a few quilts.

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

Because there were piles of white bones inside, Sima Bing sat on the white bone side.

The huge skull, floating above his head, was extracting the souls of those he controlled to heal Sima Bing. Sima Bing's body is 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 better, only the broken arm had not grown. It seems that he will be disabled from now on.

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

He stood up suddenly 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 have been almost fine." The soul power of those people, because of the distance, is getting more and more difficult to extract. What's going on? Are they all dead?"

"A bunch of useless humans, waste, minions, I'm going to kill you all sooner or later. I want to turn this planet into a paradise for devils and ghosts. Everything here will be my ......"

"Soul power, gathered. ”

"What the hell is going on, why can't I sense the power of the soul......"

Seeing that Yang Changkong was still hesitating, Li Yong hurriedly pointed to the north and said, "Senior brother, over there, under the chimney." ”

Yang Changkong raised his glasses again and looked at them carefully: "Are you sure?"

"Sure. Li Yong affirmed.

"How did you know that the Ghost King was over there?" the stakes were high, and Yang Changkong asked again.

"I can ......" Li Yong hesitated, almost telling the secret of the clairvoyant eye, he thought about it for a while, and changed his words: "After the battle with Sima Bing, I remembered his breath, and his breath was on the chimney at this time. ”

At this time, Li Yong found that Sima Bing had already stood up, as if he was about to leave here. He was anxious, and immediately urged: "Senior brother, Ma moves, you 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 couldn't imagine that he would have to retreat? This is also ...... What a waste of time!

Did he think the missile would be launched directly?

On second thought, I really had to wait until these people retreated, because they were too close to the factory.

Yang Changkong is going to blow up the Ghost King, so it's impossible to blow up his own army together!

This one...... It will take at least half an hour for hundreds of special forces to evacuate the dilapidated factory area!

In this half an hour, Sima Bing can't do nothing!

Li Yong was a little uneasy, and continued to look through the past, observing Sima Bing's every move. Fortunately, Sima Bing was just walking around the factory, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't come out immediately. Li Yong urged again: "Senior brother, hurry up, you can't wait too long, Sima Bing may come out at any time." ”

Yang Changkong also became anxious, because as soon as Sima Bing came out, the special forces had to block it, and in this case, there would inevitably be casualties; moreover, the missile had to be re-locked, and everything had to be rearranged.

He thought for a moment and urged those special forces: "Quick, within five minutes, all evacuate." ”

The speed of the special forces' action was really not covered, they carried all kinds of weapons and equipment, and retreated like a charge, and soon moved away from the factory area. Yang Changkong looked into the walkie-talkie and ordered, "Prepare to launch." ”

Damn, do you still want to prepare for launch? Can't you launch directly?

Seeing that Sima Bing had already walked towards the exit, and the skull was also following him, as if the horse was going to fly with him to another place, Li Yong couldn't wait any longer, and urged loudly: "Senior brother, hurry!"

Yang Changkong was unmoved, and only when he saw that the last special soldier also withdrew outside the security line, he turned to the walkie-talkie and ordered in a deep voice: "Launch." ”

Li Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Sima Bing wanted to open a door, delayed a little time, and did not leave.

But, what about the missiles? Why hasn't they flown over? Why haven't they exploded yet?

It's not going to shoot anywhere else!

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

Whether it's on TV or in a movie, the speed of missiles is very fast. Generally, the fire is ignited here, and the other side explodes immediately, and the explosion is extremely heroic and beautiful.

But at this time, the orders have been issued for a while, why is there no reaction at all?

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