The powerful cultivators in the city

The gun was fired, and the gun was fired.

"Try to shoot one of them? Let's see who is faster, you or my bullet."

An islander sneered.

"Of course I am faster."

Chen Hao flicked his finger and fired.

The islander didn't say a word, fell to the ground and fainted.

Bang, bang, bang!

The other islanders were shocked and angry, and fired without thinking.

Chen Hao looked calm, caught the bullet with his left hand, and flicked his right hand to shoot continuously.

In less than two seconds, several islanders and the young man who blocked the door fell to the ground one after another.

Chen Hao threw the bullets casually, and the bullets fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Then he turned his head and looked at Fujimoto Kaiyin.

Fujimoto Kaiyin's face was pale, and she looked at him as if he were a monster: "Are you a devil?"

"From the perspective of ability alone, yes."

Chen Hao shrugged his shoulders and poked lightly with his finger.

Fujimoto Kaiyin rolled his eyes and fell backwards.

Chen Hao stomped his feet, and a magical power came out, instantly making the other islanders in the small building faint.

He walked out of the office and came to the end of the corridor on the first floor.

At the end, there was a locked iron door, which seemed to lead to the outside.

Chen Hao stretched out his hand and the lock opened automatically.

He opened the iron door, and behind it was not the outside world at all, but a deep and dark staircase leading down.

Chen Hao walked down the stairs.

The stairs were spiral, seven or eight meters high, and Chen Hao took a long time to reach the end.

Then, his eyes lit up.

In front of him was a rather wide corridor, covered with fluorescent tubes, emitting a soft light.

On both sides of the corridor are laboratories separated by transparent glass walls.

The laboratory is filled with various instruments and reagents.

Some staff members wearing white coats and masks were busy at the laboratory table and did not notice Chen Hao.

Chen Hao took out his mobile phone and stood in a corner where he could see the whole view. After taking pictures for a while, he put away his mobile phone and walked towards the iron door at the end of the corridor.

Soon, he came to the iron door, opened it casually, walked in, and closed the door.

Behind the iron door is a secret room larger than the laboratory.

In the middle of the secret room is an altar.

Several black incense sticks were burning in front of the altar, emitting bursts of black smoke, which filled the dozen puppets above the altar.

Although the puppets were made very roughly, judging from their faces, they were vaguely Mr. Bai, Mrs. Bai, Bai Yinping and others.

The puppet was covered with bloodstains and covered with a layer of yellow paper with black spells, fixed with steel needles. When smoked by black smoke, it suddenly looked quite hideous, with an indescribable weird and cold atmosphere.

A long-haired man was standing in front of the altar, muttering something, waving his hands, and continuously rolling black smoke towards the puppet.

"Fujimoto, didn't I tell you that you can't enter here without my permission?"

Hearing the sound behind him, the long-haired man did not turn around or stop his actions, and said majestically.

"So you are not a cultivator."

Chen Hao looked at the altar and showed a look of realization.

This altar was obviously the source of the curse, but it was not driven by magic power, but relied on the yellow paper with black spells.

This thing can barely be regarded as the lowest level of talisman, which can automatically absorb a trace of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and then stimulate it through black smoke, and then use the blood on the doll as a medium to turn it into a curse, which acts on Mr. Bai and others.

Although it is a spell, it is actually just a very tricky way to use the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

Just like Zhu Xishan can also use the silver shuttle simply, but in fact it is fundamentally different from a cultivator.

The long-haired man was shocked and turned around suddenly.

"Who are you? How did you get in?"

He shouted sternly.

"Where did you get this talisman?"

Chen Hao did not answer, and with a casual move, the black spell paper talisman on the doll automatically broke away and fell into his hands.

Although this talisman is not worth mentioning in his eyes, it is also a means beyond the world after all, so he has to ask about its origin.

"You are looking for death!"

The long-haired man was shocked and angry when he saw this, and he slashed Chen Hao fiercely with a palm in the air.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion sounded in the air instantly, and the invisible and terrifying force, like a tidal wave, instantly arrived in front of Chen Hao.

"Release the true energy!"

Chen Hao was startled and had no time to dodge. He quickly used his magic power and pushed forward with a palm.

The two powerful forces collided fiercely, making a deafening sound and canceling each other out.

Chen Hao's body shook slightly.

, looked at the long-haired man with a serious face: "Are you a master?"

The release of true energy is the sign of a master.

He had just focused on the altar. Although he saw the long-haired man using true energy to drive the black smoke and knew that he was a warrior, he did not expect that the other party was so powerful.

"Are you also a master?"

The long-haired man was more surprised than him.

Even if he was at the peak of internal strength, it was impossible to block his palm.

The only one who could take the master's attack was another master.

"Who are you?"

Chen Hao shouted, with doubts in his heart.

He originally thought that this long-haired man was Fujimoto Kaiyin's man, but after knowing that the other party was a master, he immediately overturned his original idea.

Fujimoto Kaiyin is just an ordinary person, how could he let a master be his subordinate.

The long-haired man did not answer, his face showed an anxious and fierce look, and he slashed Chen Hao fiercely in the air again.

The powerful force rolled up the air in the hall, and turned into a whirlwind visible to the naked eye, making a thunderous sound.

"Come on!"

Chen Hao shouted loudly, without avoiding or giving way, he used his magic power to meet it.

He had previously guessed from other warriors that his cultivation in the Qi Refining Stage should be equivalent to that of a Huajin warrior.

But after all, it was just a guess. Whether it was really equivalent, only after fighting could we know.

This opportunity was just right.

Boom!

The magic power and the true qi collided again, and a loud noise broke out again, canceling each other out.

Chen Hao nodded slightly, secretly praising in his heart.

As expected of a master, he could actually compete with the magic power of a cultivator like him with just the true qi released.

It seems that the previous speculation was correct.

"Take my move too!"

Then, Chen Hao shouted loudly, used his magic power, and instantly condensed into a ball of lightning in his palm, and slashed it fiercely at the long-haired man.

It was the Palm Thunder spell!

Boom!

In an instant, the lightning flashed, accompanied by a deafening explosion, and the entire hall became extremely bright, as if it were daytime.

The long-haired man's face changed drastically. He didn't dare to take it head-on, and hurriedly dodged it.

The Palm Thunder hit the ground where he stood fiercely, and instantly a big pit was blown out, and countless sand, stones and dust broke and splashed.

"Come again!"

Chen Hao shouted, and stretched out his hands. In an instant, two more balls of lightning condensed in his palms.

He had already seen that although the master's external Qi could attack remotely like a spell, its actual power was not as good as a spell, and the changes were even more different.