In Renault's pupils, he saw an extremely handsome young man with short hair, charging towards him like a tank.

Facing the roaring sniper bullets, the handsome young man stretched out his hand and clamped the high-speed rotating bullets with two fingers!

He caught the bullet as easily as he caught a cigarette, without any harm.

"Oh my God! To hell with God!"

Renault exclaimed, as if his soul had been struck by a devil, he stood there blankly, the cigar fell from his mouth, and he was completely unaware.

He has experienced hundreds of battles and met countless strong men. Even Japanese ninjas, Western vampires, and ordinary genetic warriors do not dare to resist sniper attacks with their bodies.

But the Chinese man in front of him could easily catch the high-speed bullets with his fingers. What kind of method was this? Could it be that he was a powerful person from the legendary Celestial Realm?

Renault didn't have time to think, the handsome young man looked directly at him, his cold eyes seemed to penetrate Renault's soul.

At this moment, the handsome young man raised his fingers, and the sniper bullet was reflected back.

puff!

In just one second, Renault's forehead was shot through on the spot and he died from his own sniper bullet.

"not good!"

The entire mercenary group was immediately shocked, and the remaining few people hurriedly raised their weapons.

"fire!"

The mercenaries are all ruthless characters, and they will immediately blast away the rocket launchers and shoulder-fired projectiles.

Boom!

Amidst the continuous explosions.

I saw a tall and handsome Chinese young man in green clothes and black hair, rushing out from the sky full of flames!

Violent explosions, high-temperature burning, and terrifying shock waves all bombarded the young man, but the young man was unscathed. He passed through the center of the explosion, crossed a hundred meters in an instant, and rushed towards the mercenary group.

Everyone exclaimed, their eyes widened in shock, and the expressions on their faces froze to freezing point.

Amidst the firelight that filled the sky, Zuo Xiu pushed forward, revealing his extremely handsome face.

Seeing this face, Frieza was shocked and his eyes widened in horror:

"No, he is Master Zuo..."

Frieza screamed in shock. He thought of a certain person. He hurriedly reminded him and even wanted to ask for mercy.

However, it was too late. Zuo Xiu's figure swayed and he rushed in front of everyone in an instant.

"A few ants dare to stop me!"

Zuo Xiu said lightly, waved his hand with his sleeves, and cut off the secrets one by one, like the sharpest blade cutting through the air.

"Puff puff puff!"

Before everyone could recover, their bodies, necks or heads, as well as the weapons in their hands, and even the containers, were cut in two and chopped into two halves.

Blood surged wildly, spreading all over the earth.

"He is clearly still in the Central Asian desert, how could he appear here..."

Frieza's body was separated, and his last thought was still unbelievable!

After killing the King's Mercenary Group, Zuo Xiu didn't even look at the ants. He stood on the tall container and looked at the entire sea.

He closed his eyes, and three thousand divine thoughts spread like mercury to the ground. No human figure, animal, or machine within five hundred meters could escape his search.

But there was no sign of Wang Liuli, and not even a single thing on her body was left behind.

"Ying Tian, ​​my spiritual sense is still too weak, please help me search for Wang Liuli's whereabouts?"

Zuo Xiu immediately said to the dragon soul in his mind.

Dragon Soul nodded, and immediately released a shocking divine thought, slowly pushing across the port towards the sea.

A few minutes later, Dragon Soul's spiritual thoughts spread to within 10,000 meters of the sea, searching in a semicircle, but still found nothing.

"I'm sorry, that girl is no longer in this area."

Dragon Soul said apologetically.

Zuo Xiu frowned and looked at the vast sea. The other party was so fast. In just two hours, Wang Liuli was taken away from the port. Who knows where he went?

At this moment, Zuo Xiu regretted not leaving a spiritual mark on Wang Liuli's body.

But there is something wrong with placing a spiritual imprint on a girl, because once a spiritual imprint is placed on a girl, any of the girl's actions will be sensed by Zuo Xiu.

Zuo Xiu could sense her eating, dressing, bathing, sleeping, and even going to the toilet.

Just like putting a spiritual imprint on the belly of the goddess of the Vermillion Bird Gate, in the past two and a half days, the saint has fled to the northwest desert of Dalong Kingdom, where she has stopped in several small hotels. The scene of the saint taking a bath was in Zuo Xiu's mind.

Feel it clearly.

Thinking of the Saint of the Vermillion Bird Sect, Zuo Xiu felt something at this moment and realized that the Saint had been walking in the desert for a day and a night.

Because the saint had lost too much blood, her delicate body was swaying, and she was gritting her teeth. She almost exhausted all her life energy before finally reaching the center of a desert.

Following the vision of the saint, Zuo Xiu was shocked to find that there was an ancient castle buried in the sand in the center of the desert.

The walls of the ancient castle seem to be very strong and have not been destroyed after billions of years.

The saint went around and around, taking what seemed like ninety-nine and eighty-one turns, and arrived at a certain location in the center of the castle. She stretched out her hand and pressed against the wall. In an instant, wind and sand swept wildly, and yellow sand filled the sky.

Without seeing what was going on, Zuo Xiu suddenly found the saint walking into a huge and magnificent underground palace.

In the underground palace, the aura is like mist, thick and steaming. There are countless bonsais everywhere, and the flowers, plants and trees are lush, just like a paradise.

Seeing that the saint's body was covered in blood and her arms were broken, several women in snow-colored dresses hurriedly stepped forward to help the saint.

Soon, the saint arrived at the main hall. There seemed to be a cheongsam woman sitting in the main hall with a formidable look and a terrifying aura.

The saint knelt on the ground and said, "Master Qi, I failed!"

"The person who can make you fail so miserably must be very impressive. It seems that he was careless."

The cheongsam woman spoke with a very noble temperament. The next second, her eyes fell on the saint, and her expression suddenly changed.

"What a bold thief, how dare you spy on my palace!"

The cheongsam woman became furious, waved her hand, and a beam of Suzaku divine fire shot into the saint's abdomen.

It exploded with a bang.

Zuo Xiu suddenly felt an unbearable headache. After a while, the world was spinning and he could no longer sense anything. The thoughts he had left on the saint were killed and dissipated.

"What a pity! I didn't expect that old woman from the Suzaku Sect to be able to discover my spiritual thoughts."

Zuo Xiu sighed, but he had already received enough information. The home of the Suzaku Sect turned out to be in a mysterious underground palace in the center of the desert.

When he has time, Zuo Xiu will definitely go to the Suzaku Gate Shrine. Now he is really curious about what kind of ancient divine spring can make a mortal's body reborn.

Returning to reality, Zuo Xiu flew forward and landed on a ship. He used the immortal text to make strange syllables and secretly summoned the dragon Qi.

Jiaolong Qi did not respond and seemed to be still in the process of transformation.

Zuo Xiu was thinking about how to trace Wang Liuli's traces, when suddenly, a phone rang in his ears.

He looked back and saw the cell phone on the dead mercenary. He went back and took the cell phone off Frieza, only to see a strange call coming from him:

"Dear Mr. Zuo, I am glad that we are talking in this way."
Chapter completed!