Chapter 348 Summer Palace

"What are they for?"

"If the practice of martial arts allows the spiritual will to exist independently of the physical body, then it may be very similar to their existence form. My white light may be based on the construction form of this red light."

"Because of the Devourers released by Gaia, almost all the people with extraordinary power have left the city and are scattered in various places. If we want to launch an uprising and then control all cities, now is indeed the most likely time."

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While he was fighting fiercely with the projections of the Red World disciples at the information level, he was also trying to restore the entire incident with the help of newly acquired intelligence.

As the game between the two gradually became more intense, Bai Mo, who was far inferior to his opponent, began to feel more and more pressure on him. It was really not a good choice to fight with such a guy who was suspected of being an information being in the information world that the opponent was familiar with.

However, this is the only way he can think of that can truly defend against the invasion of such beings. Physical defense seems meaningless to them.

At the same time, the white light emerging from his body was also intertwined with the red light, trying again and again to complete the almost impossible task of assimilating the other party.

Bai Mo, who is both a Taoist and a martial artist, is using the Skynet as his main defense to prevent his thinking information from leaking out and stealing more useful information. On the other hand, he is also using the white light main attack that represents his martial arts will to fight against this unprecedented situation. Strong enemy.

At the same time, Hongshi's projection was like the legendary demon, with countless clones appearing in various places. However, for it, the projection and the body were the same concept, and there was no need to distinguish them.

In the magnificent summer palace, Song Shibang, a transcendent in the Xuanhua Realm, pulled several naked girls on the bed who were obviously frightened and cowered behind him.

After throwing a few quilts to them casually, he also picked up a robe beside the bed and put it on himself.

"What are you?!" He stared closely at the red light that suddenly appeared from his body, trying to find out some details from it. With his powerful perception, he could touch this without alerting anyone. There really aren't many places.

What's more, this is a special period. Almost all the people on the top floor have dispersed to their respective holiday villas to work. Such an uninvited guest really makes Song Shibang feel a little confused.

As a high-level executive of the Huaya Federation, he loves to enjoy himself. During these years, he spent nearly 10 billion on large-scale construction projects within the federation, built a huge palace, and named it Summer Palace.

This palace, which combines modern construction techniques with retro design, has carved beams and painted buildings, and is full of classical atmosphere. It covers an area of ​​more than 20 hectares and is comparable to ancient palaces. It has always been what he is most proud of.

All kinds of entertainment facilities that humans can imagine can be found in it, all of which are just for Song Shibang.

Even now when the Soul-Eating Epidemic is raging, there are still more than a thousand people in the Summer Palace to maintain the operation of this behemoth.

"Mr. Song!" Sensing something unusual, a large group of armed men in black gathered from everywhere as quickly as possible and rushed to the door. As subordinates, they are not allowed to enter the bedroom without the other party's permission.

What's more, Song Shibang doesn't need any bodyguards to protect himself at all. The role of raising these people is mainly to deal with some trivial troubles for himself. He has a high position in the Huaya Federation and controls a large number of people through many agents behind his back. It is naturally impossible for him to go into battle and get his hands dirty in the black industry.

"I'm fine, you all go back!" He gave the order directly.

"Oh?" Hong Shi gradually formed into a red human form, turned his head and glanced behind, and then something emerged from the body of the man in black outside the door.

"Da da da da da da da!"

"Boom!" There was a sound of submachine gun fire outside the door, and then the locked bedroom door was kicked open hard, and a group of people shrouded in red light rushed into the huge room. Seeing this, the girls who were still on the big bed squeezed the quilts covering them tighter.

"Who let you in?! Didn't you hear what I said! Get out!" Song Shibang slapped his hand, causing a gust of wind to blow them around.

"Red light?" Looking at the red light on these subordinates and the human-shaped light group in front of him, he thought of the organization that had caused many troubles around the world.

"I give them the power to resist." The Red World disciple didn't pay any attention to Song Shibang's words.

"Why is it that he will always be the one who enjoys it, and it will always be us who do the dirty work!"

"Several brothers have already disappeared after dealing with his affairs. It is said that only the dead can keep secrets. We are always the ones who will be sacrificed!"

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Under the shroud of red light, the men in black who were originally Song Shibang's dissatisfaction, which had been suppressed by violence on weekdays, were exploded. They, who were not good people to begin with, picked up the guns one by one, regardless of The gap between the two sides started to shoot.

However, after these bullets came out of the chamber, they began to slow down rapidly and lost all their kinetic energy when they were several meters away from him. How could a mere bullet penetrate the Xuanhua layer on Song Shibang's body?

"A dog cannot bite its master." He was really angry this time. These usually obedient subordinates suddenly became as desperate as mad dogs.

Song Shibang has never been a saint. He is the figure behind countless gangs in the Huaya Federation. When faced with the rebellion, his first reaction is to kill them all, not to mention that the culprit who incited them to rebel seems to be still in front of them.

So he slapped the group of people with one palm without thinking, and slapped the red light man in front of him with an extra palm.

Even with the protection of the red radiance on their bodies, in the face of this terrifying attack, the leading men in black were directly shattered into minced flesh, and even their bones were twisted into bone dregs by the terrifying force.

The people who followed had their bodies torn apart by the power of high-frequency vibrations, and they were completely transformed into human beings. Only the few people walking at the end were lucky enough to survive the blow, but they also lost most of their bodies. Combat ability.

Bloody blood, flesh, and broken limbs were all photographed on the wall by the huge air wave caused by this palm, rendering a bloody abstract painting.

Ordinary people without extraordinary strength, even if they are blessed with red light to the second level of combat power, are still weak in the face of the three-level chasm.

Song Shibang's ability was extremely shocking. If he hadn't been worried about destroying his beloved summer palace, this group of people wouldn't have been able to catch his first move.

"It's meaningless." The red light man let this palm beat him to pieces. In his eyes, the other party was like a monkey desperately beating the reflection in the water, trying to break the moon in the sky.