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Chapter 640 The situation becomes the past

[Text] Chapter 640: The situation is a thing of the past

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? Chapter 640 The situation is a thing of the past

The two people who emerged from the underground reacted very quickly. Before they could stand firmly, they picked up their guns and fired wildly at the rushing wolves. Endeli's bullets were almost out, but the two people underground did not fire a single shot.

, when I came out and saw a pack of wolves attacking me, I was immediately swept away by a hail of bullets. The density of the wolves was so high that even if I fired randomly, the bullets would not be missed. Dozens of wolves were beaten into colanders of blood in one moment.

Endeli had already used up all the bullets in the gun, pulled out the scimitar from the log with his backhand, and swept towards the two wolves that were rushing toward him.

The sharp blade broke open the wolf's belly, and hot intestines and blood flowed out. The two evil wolves screamed strangely at the same time, and their bodies fell forward. They lay on the ground and twitched a few times before dying.

Then the evil wolf rushed up and opened its mouth to bite the corpses of the same kind. Soon, the two wolf corpses were completely eaten away, leaving only a few scattered pieces of fur on the ground. After eating the corpses of the same kind,

The wolves became more and more crazy, and they pounced on Endeli without fear of death. The swords were flashing, slashing horizontally and vertically. All the wolves hit by the scimitar had broken bones and tendons, and many heads and necks.

The separation was horrific, the land next to the crack was soaked in blood, and the air was filled with a pungent and nauseating smell of blood.

Xu Qing and He Shang were holding submachine guns back to back, and rained bullets on the wolves, forcefully repelling their rushing attack. However, the wolves rushed forward, not fearing life or death at all, and threw the wolf corpses on the ground.

More and more, they actually spread out in two semicircles in front of the two of them. Many wolves that were seriously injured but not dead lay on the ground and howled. The shrill screams made people's eardrums sore.

"He Shang, use the protective energy. The wolf's fangs can't hurt you." Xu Qing raised the muzzle of the gun, and the protective energy immediately made his sleeves bulge, and the hem of his clothes automatically hunted without wind.

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He Shang smiled and said: "Boss, have you been influenced by the old monk and become compassionate? To deal with this group of man-eating beasts, you should kill them all."

Xu Qing glared at him fiercely and said, "You bastard, be careful of my brother beating you." Having completely recovered his memory, his tone of voice returned to its previous tone. He Shang quickly stuck out his tongue and raised the muzzle of his gun.

Two evil wolves swooped over, opened their big mouths and bit Xu Qing's neck fiercely. However, they were only a foot away from his body when they were directly bounced away by the protective energy, breaking off several bloody fangs.

He Shang is now an Earth Realm warrior. Although the protective energy is not as powerful as Xu Qing's, it is definitely not something that can be bitten by wolf teeth. The two of them walked forward leisurely, and the wolves that rushed forward were shot one after another.

When it fell to the ground, it was safe except for a few broken teeth. However, after howling for a while, it never had the courage to pounce again.

Animals are also wise. After trying it, it is clear that the one who suffers must rest for a while before trying again. This is different from being hit by a bullet. A wolf that has tried the power of a bullet will either die or be injured, and it is also impossible to pounce again.

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As a warrior in the Yellow Realm, En Deli has not yet reached the level of releasing his inner energy, but he dances with a Gurkha dog-legged scimitar so water cannot penetrate it, and the wolf corpses around him pile up into a mound of flesh, but he does not show any signs of fatigue.

His state was poor, those wolves who didn’t know whether to live or die still rushed forward without fear of death, adding a few more killings to him!

Ouch——

A shrill wolf howl pierced the night sky, and the pack of wolves immediately turned around and retreated like a tide, leaving only shocking wolf carcasses on the ground. Xu Qing followed the sound of the wolf roar and saw a majestic horse standing on a mound a hundred meters away.

The majestic white wolf, with its green eyes like two green lights, is particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

The wolves came and left just as quickly. Before leaving, they even took away all the injured wolves. The blood of the dead wolves was flowing freely, gathering into small ditches and pouring into the cracked ground.

En Deli bent over a wolf corpse and wiped the blood off the knife, put the knife into the leather sheath with his backhand, and walked quickly to the two of them. Xu Qing reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and whispered: "Old

Well, thank you for your hard work."

Endeli grinned and said: "A few mangy dogs are just flexing their muscles, but there is no signal in this damn place, so we'd better leave as soon as possible."

Xu Qing nodded and turned to wink at He Shang. The man smiled knowingly, took out a few high-explosive grenades from his pocket and threw them into the cracked ground.

Rumble! A loud thunder-like sound came out, and the soil on both sides of the crack loosened and collapsed a lot. It seems that the cave below has collapsed, and no one will disturb the old monk's burial place in a short time.

That’s it.

"Old En, to tell you the truth, I have recovered all my memories, but there is something I want to ask you for help with." Xu Qing still placed his palm on Endeli's shoulder, with a solemn look in his eyes.

En Deli's expression froze, and then an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face: "Boss, if you have anything to say, just tell me. As long as I can do it, I will help you even if I risk my life."

Xu Qing nodded and said: "I hope you can help me keep the secret, and don't tell anyone what happened in the past few days no matter who asks. Can you do it?"

Endeli asked doubtfully: "Wouldn't you tell me if the boss asked?" Xu Qing shook his head and said nothing more. In addition to recovering his memory in the past few days underground, his strength has made a qualitative leap.

Today, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a completely reborn person.

Endeli hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I won't tell anyone what happened this time. If the boss asks me, I'll just say I lost my way."

He Shang laughed and said: "Haha! That's a good excuse. I just said I got lost!"

Xu Qing laughed and said: "Now that we have found the way, let's go home together, hahaha..." A burst of laughter swayed far away in the night sky, and the three of them packed their bags and headed towards the way they came.

Xu Qing's trip to the underground was a blessing in disguise. Not only did he recover all his memories, he also absorbed the golden energy from the little golden statue left by the old monk for two days and two nights. At the same time, he also understood the power of the mighty old monk.

His true identity is Bodhidharma, the founder of the Eastern Zen Sect and a true warrior in the Holy Realm. The little golden man is the inner elixir he left behind after ascending to the bliss of the West, the biblical inner elixir.

In addition to getting the holy elixir, Xu Qing also found a few pictures on the cassock left by Bodhidharma, which seemed to be three ordinary palm techniques. They were marked in Sanskrit, but it was a pity that he couldn't understand them.

For Sanskrit, I have to wait until I get back and find someone to translate it.

It is unknown why Patriarch Bodhidharma passed away at the foot of Gonggeer Mountain, but one thing is certain. Xu Qinglai seems to be destined to inherit his mantle. Bodhidharma's finger bones are a pulling force. Destiny is something that no one in the world can control.

Peeping into the mysteries and realms has become a thing of the past

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