I Will Transmigrate In 10 Days; Fortunately I Have A Cultivation Emulator

"Hurry up and catch the three priests,"

Bai Bing's voice came from above.

The supernatural beings of the supernatural brigade flew out together, and caught the three falling figures. It was the three purple-clothed Taoist priests.

"Daoist Qingxu, how are you? Don't squirt blood..."

The little fat man shook a Taoist priest in purple while hugging him.

Zhao Hao watched helplessly, the Taoist priest didn't need to squirt blood, but he was forced to squirt by the little fat man, and now he is fine, and passed out directly.

"Hahaha, あなたたち次で, I'm も取りたいです." (Just by you, I also want to win this seat.)

There was a wild laugh in the air, and then two figures fell down, it was Bai Bing and a male officer.

Zhao Hao frowned.

The current situation is still very critical. Don't look at him relying on the Transcendence Sutra to capture tens of thousands of strange things, but the strongest level eight strange things are still on top.

Now, on my side, the strongest ones have been seriously injured, and they don't have the strength to fight that eighth-level weirdness at all.

"Bai Bing, let's withdraw."

The young male officer said to Bai Bing that at this moment, one of his arms had been torn off, and his body was dripping with blood.

"No, we can't go. If we withdraw, we will have to collect the net from heaven and earth. When the time comes, this weird man will surely be devastated. Instead of that, it's better to fight him. The headquarters will definitely send someone to come. At that time, it will be this guy time of death."

Although Bai Bing was also seriously injured, there was no trace of weakness in his tone, instead, there was a kind of heroic spirit that would kill one's life and become a benevolent man.

For a moment, the eyes of all the surviving supernatural beings became determined.

As supernatural beings, especially supernatural beings who joined the supernatural brigade, they have all received the most perfect education, and they know that a peaceful society is hard-won, and they have already made the determination to die for the country.

Even if the situation is bad, the rest of the people also exploded with astonishing aura.

"Baga...your...deadly..."

The eighth-level weirdness in the sky has already returned to the normal IQ of human beings. He was able to kill several of his opponents just now, but he didn't make a move.

It's just that he was severely injured, and he looked at these people with a look of despair, dying in pain, fear, and despair. This is what he wanted to see most.

Another point is that Zhao Hao's unknown chain method can easily capture tens of thousands of evil spirits. Even if he is an eighth-level weirdo, he has to be on guard.

However, when he saw that the group of people were not dominated by fear, but broke out in despair, they broke out with a determination to die, which made this high-ranking eighth-level weird and unacceptable.

At the moment, ignoring Zhao Hao's unknown method, he cut open his stomach with a single knife, and a ferocious ghost head flew out of the eighth-level strange stomach, and flew towards Zhao Hao and others.

"Damn it, it turned out to be twin ghosts, and they are all eighth-order twin ghosts."

The man in military uniform with a broken arm gritted his teeth and said.

Twin ghosts are two ghosts fused together, existing in the form of one ghost, but they can explode with a power that is greater than two when one plus one is greater than two.

With the superposition of two weird ghosts at level 8, even if they don't have level 9 combat power, they are still invincible at level 8.

"I said how could we have never even beaten a level eight weirdness that just broke the seal. It turns out that it is a twin ghost. It seems that destiny is like this."

Even in Bai Bing's eyes, there was a hint of wavering. Facing the eighth-level invincible twin ghosts, Bai Bing knew that they had no hope of surviving.

The ferocious ghost head, pulling a long green thread, struck quickly, just as Bai Bing and the others closed their eyes and were about to die.

"All the weather is turbulent, and my Dao is prosperous."

An old, but extremely upright voice came from far away in the sky.

In an instant, the entire Nilongjiang River directly flew into the sky, turned into a water dragon, and swallowed the ferocious ghost head flying out in one gulp.

"what,,"

The eighth-level weirdness in the air let out a painful howl.

At the moment just now, the eighth level of strangeness that lived with him died. .

After the water dragon devoured the big-headed ghost, it made a sharp turn in the air and rushed towards the eighth-level weirdness.

The eighth-level weirdness naturally frightened the souls of the dead, but the moment he looked up, he found that the net had disappeared.

The eighth-level weirdness was overjoyed immediately, and directly controlled the ghost fog and flew towards the distance.

"Hmph, the old man can still make you a mere brat run away in person."

A cold voice came out, and an old man in red robe appeared directly in front of the eighth-level weirdness, waving the Taoist robe in his hand, and instantly put the eighth-level weirdness into the Taoist robe.

After finishing everything, the red-robed old man came in front of Zhao Hao and the others.

"Meet the seniors."

Bai Bing led the crowd and hurriedly saluted this strange senior.

"No need, it's you who just chanted the Sutra of Crossing People?"

The red-robed old man waved his hand directly, and Zhao Hao's body flew directly beside the Taoist.

"Uh... Exactly..."

Zhao Hao's first thought was to deny it, but when he looked at the chain in his hand, he had no choice but to admit it. .

"Let me just say, the old man has been retreating in Longhu Mountain for more than three hundred years. Today, I suddenly heard Dao Ming from a distance. It turned out to be the passage of the people's journey that has been lost for thousands of years, so I rushed over here. Renjing, where did it come from?"

The old man in the red robe grabbed Zhao Hao, his eyes widened, as if Zhao Hao would never give up unless he explained clearly. .

Zhao Hao: "..."

At this moment, a shooting star flashed across the sky, and instantly hit Zhao Hao and the others not far away.

No explosion was triggered, and a group of people walked over slowly.

"I came here in a hurry, are you finished?"

The person who came was wearing ancient armor and a steel helmet on his head. He looked like a handsome middle-aged uncle in his 10s or 40s.

"Meet the captain."

"Meet the captain."

"Meet the captain..."

. . .

Bai Bing and the others said respectfully.

The person who came was none other than the captain of the Psychic Special Forces Brigade, a peak nine-level supernatural being, Ma Qiusheng.

The red-robed old man naturally noticed Ma Qiusheng, looked him up and down for a while, and said.

"Huh? Is your doll not bad?"

The moment Ma Qiusheng landed, he noticed the old man in the red robe, but because he couldn't confirm his strength, he didn't act rashly.

"I am dismounting to survive, may I ask your Excellency?"

Ma Qiusheng clasped his fists and performed an ancient salute, and said to the old man in red robe.

"Hmph, Pindao, Longhushan, the 23rd generation celestial master, Zhang Tongxuan."

The old man in red robe said very casually.

When Ma Qiusheng heard the words, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He knew the contemporary Longhushan celestial master, and he even served as guest secretary of the supernatural special warfare brigade, but Ma Qiusheng knew that the contemporary celestial master was the twenty-sixth generation of Longhushan celestial master.

According to the fact that a generation of celestial masters lived for more than a hundred years, the old guy in front of him is estimated to be three or four hundred years old. .