The word ghost is asymmetrical. After hearing these words, Wei Junjie, a real devil, fell silent. Jiang Bai was thoughtful and nodded in agreement, "The herringbone is indeed symmetrical." The owner of the Yinsha Secret Tomb showed an expression of appreciation, and he thought so too. People, symmetry. Ghost, asymmetry. Therefore, he is a human being, not a ghost. The [Fraud] inscription in Jiang Bai's body flickered, and a large stream of Qi emerged from the sea of consciousness, wandering in Jiang Bai's body. The fraud...has taken effect.
Jiang Bai closed his eyes, with pain and struggle deep in his eyes. At this moment, he would rather he had not cheated. Regardless of whether the other party is Li Fengxia or not, or whether he is a human or a ghost, they have more urgent matters to deal with at the moment. Jiang Bai looked to the horizon. The three ghosts were merging faster than he expected. Although the disaster was still brewing, he didn't have much time left. Wei Junjie was the first to react and said quickly, "Since we are all human beings, let's clean up that damn thing in the sky first!" The owner of the Yinsha Secret Tomb shook his head. "No, I can't take action." "Why?" "Can't you see this?" Jiang Bai sneered and said, "The opponent's three big ghosts can fuse, and other ghosts can naturally fuse as well." The essence of the strength of both sides is the same. They come from the same sect and have the same origin. Whether the owner of the Silver Sand Secret Tomb plays on his own or sends out the ghosts from the ghost school, he will become the opponent's appetizer. Wei Junjie nodded, "I understand, killing ghosts with ghosts is like putting out fire with firewood." Wei Junjie finally used the ancient saying correctly for once, but Jiang Bai had no intention of praising him. Jiang Bai didn't make any move, just watched from a distance on the rooftop, as if waiting for something. While he was waiting, a bright light lit up somewhere within the Silver Sand Secret Technique and disappeared in a flash. The owner of the Yinsha Secret Tomb frowned and said unhappily, "There are really more and more uninvited guests." Wei Junjie stood aside and said, "It's at this critical moment, don't worry about who's coming, just fuck him!" The owner of the Yinsha Secret Tomb shook his head, "Four people broke in one after another."
The four corpses are placed relatively symmetrically. Either kill none or kill them all. Wei Junjie:...... It is difficult for him to understand this kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is a bit too perverted. Before he finished speaking, loud noises came from two different directions of the Silver Sand Secret Tomb. It seemed that someone was trying to break into the Silver Sand Secret Tomb! Hearing this, Jiang Bai seemed to have received the signal and said quickly, "Li Feng, Governor Yinsha is here. He is the man you selected seven years ago. Please take care of him!" The owner of the Yinsha Secret Tomb frowned and was about to correct Jiang Bai. He was not Li Fengxia. Jiang Bai wrote these three words: Lifeng (feng)丅. Knowing that there were some obscure characters in these three words, Jiang Bai also specially marked the pinyin. Looking at these three words, the owner of Yinsha Secret Tomb became quiet. This is a symmetrical name. You can use it temporarily. Although I don’t know the last word. But...it's symmetrical. Gravel rose into the sky, and wild sand filled the sky, sweeping away. In less than five minutes, the owner of Yinsha's secret tomb returned and brought back a seriously injured person, it was Yinchensha. He was originally qualified to enter the Silver Sand Secret Tomb and would not be suppressed by the Silver Sand Secret Tomb, but he was attacked by three ghosts when he entered. In terms of fighting alone, none of the leaders of the three religions is Yin Chensha's opponent. But now that the three are combined into one and transformed into a fierce ghost, Yin Chensha is naturally no match for him. Before Yin Chensha was killed by the opponent, the owner of Yinsha's secret tomb arrived and rescued him. Regardless of his own injuries, Yin Chensha handed a long box in his arms to Jiang Bai. This is what Jiang Bai asked him to bring in. Jiang Bai opened the long box, and lying quietly inside was a large sniper. It was the secret treasure sniper treasured by the Governor's Mansion! "Jiang Bai, even if you have this gun..." Yin Chensha spit out a mouthful of blood, her breath was weak, and she said intermittently, "Where's the bullet?" In order to send this big sniper in, force his way into the Silver Sand Secret Tomb, and fight against the three ghosts, he paid a heavy price and even almost died!
This big sniper, called Barrett in ancient times, was very powerful. After it became a secret treasure, it became even more powerful. It could shoot a headshot from 800 miles away! Both the shooting distance and the shooting power are top-notch among the top-grade. There is indeed a chance of severely damaging the three ghosts with this big sniper! But Yin Chensha still can't figure out one question - where are the bullets? Without a powerful enough bullet, it would be impossible to cause harm to the three ghosts! No matter how powerful a firearm is, it still depends on the bullet! The most likely solution that Yin Chensha can think of is for Jiang Bai to use Yin Chensha's own bones to make bullets on the spot! Yin Chensha came with this kind of awareness. He was only afraid that even with all the bones in his body, he would not be able to seriously injure the opponent! The three ghosts will not give them so many opportunities! To Yin Chensha's expectation, Jiang Bai, the Living King of Hell, showed an extremely human side this time. Bullets, he had already prepared them. "I am Jiang Bai, I am dealing with a world-destroying disaster..." As he spoke, Jiang Bai took out a recording pen from his arms and simply rotated it. He removed the outer shell of the recording pen, revealing its true appearance. Surprise appeared on everyone's faces. This turned out to be a sniper bullet! A total of twenty people participated in the Cicada Project, and each person was allocated nearly one-twentieth of the world's resources. Everything around them was the best. The recording pen equipped by the Cicada Project can still be used even after 1200 years. It is indestructible. It is just a waste of recording pen. Therefore, the Cicada Project allows participants to make a request to change the recording pen into a weapon form that is convenient for them. Most people choose to change it into a knife, dagger or something like that, only Jiang Bai asked to change it into a bullet. In Jiang Bai's words, it is a different era, and they are still using traditional cold weapons! Imagine that in the CS knife room, there is a sudden sound of carrying a bag, and then Jiang Bai has a big sniper, that taste... It is not turned off, it is turned on! Brother Jiang Bai is tired of dealing with the world-destroying disaster, come to relax, what's wrong? 1200 years later, facing the world-destroying disaster again, the 1218-year-old veteran Jiang Bai applied to fight! Since Jiang Bai woke up, this recording pen has been Jiang Bai's personal weapon. When he encounters any danger, he will hold the recording pen in his palm. This is one of his most deadly weapons... Until this moment, people had the opportunity to see the true appearance of the recorder - a sniper bullet.
"There is only one chance." Jiang Bai skillfully loaded the bullets, set up the sniper, and pointed the muzzle at the three ghosts in the sky. "If this shot misses..." Jiang Bai has no second bullet, no second chance. If he fails, he will miss the last chance to severely injure the three ghosts, and everything will be over... Hearing Jiang Bai's words, everyone's heart was in the air. They all knew the result of this shot missing, and they also understood what Jiang Bai's shot meant. Jiang Bai said solemnly, "Then we can only implement Plan S."