The staff stopped busy pace, and Haoyue's smile, who asked Zhou Zhiwei for instructions on how to arrange it, gradually became stiff. Everyone looked at Zhou Zhiwei, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"What's wrong? Let me see if the capsule has enough space and if it can be stuffed with three people."

Zhou Zhiwei was a little embarrassed when he was watched by so many people. He got up and walked down the metal capsule, and gave a serious suggestion: "This metal capsule is fine, safe and reliable, and the three thin men can still squeeze it."

Haoyue suddenly felt that the Taoist priest in front of her was a bit unreliable, so she simply named her and arranged it: "Xiaohua, Xiaoli, the girl is here first."

The male staff nodded in agreement, but saw Zhou Zhiwei sitting back on the capsule and looking at him one by one.

"I will first open the way and escort them all, and three of them can squeeze..." Before Zhou Zhiwei finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoyong couldn't stand it anymore. Zhou Zhiwei's thick-skinned face was beyond imagination. He hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Zhou Zhiwei out, smoothing the situation, and smiled awkwardly: "My senior brother doesn't understand etiquette, everyone laughed."

Zhou Zhiwei, who was pulled aside, looked helpless, and when he had to say something else.

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The moment it started, it was buzzing and gradually faded away, while the other three channels were still repairing at this time.

Huhu Yiyi                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             �

However, this time the suction was so high that the battlefield filled with blood mist above the elevator passage entrance formed a small tornado, rushing towards the elevator passage entrance with the blood mist and blood evil spirit.

The goal and direction were the giant hammer in Zhou Zhiwei's hand, and he did not put away the giant hammer.

Because it could no longer be taken away, the giant hammer hit the sanctioner, and a lot of the blood evil energy permeated on the sanctioner was contaminated with the giant hammer. Zhou Zhiwei took it in his hand and picked it away.

He also speculated before that this breath might attract the sanctioners to come again.

That's why he sat on the teleportation capsule with a thick face and prepared to go out. After all, he was all provoked by these ghost messengers. If he, the culprit, left, they would probably follow him.

At worst, you can run to the entrance of the passage to get hatred again. After all, the trouble you get this time is not solved by the popularity.

The sanctioner opened a passage directly among the crowd. This popularity probably could not suppress the other party, so he could only find another way. Zhou Zhiwei looked at the giant hammer in his hand, wondering how many more could this giant hammer be used... "Is this god of death coming again?"

Everyone retreated in horror, and Haoyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, looking at the blood-colored tornado that was spreading beside Zhou Zhiwei.

The people who were originally silent and secretly scolded Zhou Zhiwei for being shameless and fled when they encountered problems, seemed to have inferred something when they saw this situation, and looked at Zhou Zhiwei with a misunderstanding apology in his eyes.

This Taoist priest wanted to take the trouble out and take it alone, a good person! “Don’t move! Be careful of being stolen.”

Zhou Zhiwei made a sound reminder that because everyone was staying in the corner, the movement was not very big. Once the suction and pulling force of the blood tornado was formed, it turned into a sign of a soul.

One must be left behind when Zhou Zhiwei moved before he stayed in place, and his spiritual sense was pulled for a long time when he stayed in place.

After everyone knew Zhou Zhiwei’s profound meaning before, they naturally followed Zhou Zhiwei’s words.

Zhou Zhiwei looked at the bloody black hole condensed by the blood tornado, and the power of his spiritual consciousness in his hand held the giant hammer and tightened it.

This time, the blood tornado was only about one breath, and the blood mist air that was pulled from the battlefield above the continent was permeated in the space of this metal base.

This dark blood hole seemed to solidify a lot compared to before, but no soul shadow was poked out for a long time.

Zhou Zhiwei didn't dare to be careless. Before, he saw this appearing around the blood hole in the air, and it seemed that there was a layer of frame that could be grabbed by the sanctioned person in his hands to leverage.

Zhou Zhiwei poked it with a huge hammer, and the ordinary blood hole was like a pool of thick blood, rippled. The sanctioner came out before and didn't notice the situation behind for a while.

However, the intelligent brain in Zhou Zhiwei's mind noticed that this should be the basis for its judgment.

"Blood mist, thick, armor, can everyone see it, is it the essence?"

Zhou Zhiwei murmured and took out a nuclear bomb as big as a watermelon from the soul warehouse. After thinking about it, he took it back. The space around him was a little small and it was inconvenient to run away.

Finally, a small nuclear bomb as big as a ping-pong ball was taken out, and the internal small timer was infiltrated with neurons. Without any hesitation, it threw it into the blood hole.

However, when the small nuclear bomb touched the blood hole and rippled, a sickle suddenly stretched out and hooked the small nuclear bomb in with lightning speed...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            �

After Zhou Zhiwei counted down, there was no movement in the blood hole, but after he counted, the blood hole that was constantly stabilizing in the air suddenly exploded.

Zhou Zhiwei vaguely felt a sharp and harsh scream, and he passed through the blood hole and circled deep into his soul.

The ghosts who were originally in the entrance of the elevator passage, stretched their heads to watch the situation, were slid quickly when they saw the blood hole breaking again.

"If you want to leave, hurry up, it's not safe here!"

Zhou Zhiwei's expression became a little solemn, because the moment the blood hole broke, the blood evil aura from the sanctioner itself scattered all over the ground.

The fog that spreads downward in the elevator passage accelerates the flow.

The entire investigation and research base was filled with blood mist and became gloomy and terrifying. The researchers couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses. Haoyue's eyebrows frowned slightly, and began to show the majesty of the supervisor.

"Come on, move quickly, repair, have the other three passages been made, is this blood mist more uncomfortable than death?"

Shirakawa stood up at this time and said, "The passage next to the elevator entrance is broken."

“Can’t run anymore?”

"The internal damage of the channel pipe is some of the collapsed channel is not smooth and cannot operate."

"Can the teleportation capsules inside be taken out?"

"Can."

"Then take it out and install it into the channel where Xiaohua Xiaoli teleported before."

"Yes..." Haoyue acted thunderously and vigorously. After pointing out the most effective solution, he patted his slender palm and made a loud and crisp sound: "Take out all the transmission capsules in the passageway, put them into the No. 3 channel of Xiaohua Xiaoli teleportation, and concentrate in one place..." Hearing Haoyue's words behind him, Zhou Zhiwei's figure quickly walked towards the entrance of the elevator passage.

Because he found that the blood mist in the space was vaguely gathering upwards, why is this blood hole going to open upwards?

This time, so fast, caught Zhou Zhiwei a little off guard.

"All the ghosts and ghosts obey the orders, quickly block that thug!!!"
Chapter completed!