Manual Aura Resuscitation, the Start Leads To the Cultivator

Chapter 82: : Bright sword to the sky!

"Manual aura recovery, the start leads to the cultivator (

One minute later.

Almost everyone in the world sat cross-legged on the ground.

Following Zhou Xianfu's instructions on the TV set, the top of his tongue was loaded, and he began to find the sense of breath through the initial meditation.

At this point, the preaching is over.

‘Dididi——’

Task two: ‘obtain’. (You will spread the streamlined version of the "Supreme Qi" to the world, and enable at least four billion people around the world to officially start practicing, leading them to another era, so as to quickly obtain a way of self-help within a hundred years)

Acquired degree + 10 million.

Acquisition degree +40 million.

Acquisition degree +180 million

Acquisition degree +2.6 billion

Acquisition degree +280 million

Acquired degree+……

A series of data began to flash crazily in Zhou Xianfu's mind. Someone started to try to cultivate. But some people have not yet gained a sense of breath.

Some people are perfunctory.

But some people pondered Zhou Xianfu's words very seriously.

Acquisition degree-3.6 billion 4 billion

It's still 400 million!

Zhou Xianfu wanted to say something, and wanted to encourage more people to cultivate immortality. But at this time, the face above the sky became clearer. An even more terrifying aura spread.

"Those who do not respect the sky, die!!"

In an instant, the pressure that seemed like Mount Tai's top pressure disappeared. All those who were kneeling stood up.

But they have not had time to feel this long-lost ease and freedom. Immediately afterwards.

In the sky, condensed appeared a slap.

It fell from the sky like the palm of a Tathagata god, golden light, as if the sky had fallen. Collapsed towards the recovery island.

She took away the pressure, turned it into strength, and condensed again, causing everyone on this island to die.

Below, thousands of reporters watched in horror at the collapsed palms that day, and covered them towards Recovery Island, screaming in horror:

"You are not a patron saint, why stop the rise of mankind!"

"We are going to die!"

"God's Wrath!"

"This is the wrath of God!"

"Ruined……"

"Hahahaha, I died well. I died well. Before I was dying, being able to broadcast this kind of footage for people in my country was the most impressive part of my career as a journalist. I didn't die injustice!"

"All viewers in Russia, remember my name, Wuzhevsky. Now, at the last moment of my life, I will broadcast it for you!"

"We can't run away!"

"Hahaha, we mortals, it is impossible to escape."

"Record it, colleagues. Record this last moment!"

"..."

They are sensible, and they have already figured out a lot of problems in this flash. They can't escape!

That hand covered Recovery Island, covering the entire sea area. How can I escape?

Leave this island? By boat?

How far can you escape in the fastest speedboat?

That son of heaven, she just wants to kill everyone...

at this time.

Extraterrestrial. About 150,000 kilometers away.

The gray-haired woman looked at the earth with a grim face, and slowly pressed her hand on the earth:

"Die, you have to die."

"Do you think I can't get there, I can't put you to death?"

"I've been procrastinating for time. Damn it, but let you spread it out. Everyone has to die!"

"..."

On the earth, the golden palm is getting closer and clearer. People can even feel the hotness.

Zhou Xianfu roared: "Everyone, ferry, get out of here!"

The people from the Recovery Group ran to the dock like crazy.

But there are still hundreds of people who do not leave and stay here.

Lin Keling, Jiang Sheng, and the high-level staff all stayed here. Jai looked at the hand of World Destruction in the sky with a distraught:

"Boss, let's go together!"

Zhou Xianfu looked back and glanced at Lin Keling: "The ants are still surviving. From today on, we will cultivate immortals for the rise of all mankind. Spread the supreme qi chapter all over the world, let this common people live like a dragon. Go."

hiss--

Hundreds of people from the Recovery Group took a deep breath, gritted their teeth, and turned and left.

They know that one can run out.

All that can run out are seeds. The seed of preaching.

Zhou Xianfu looked at thousands of unmoved reporters again, and roared: "The ants are still greedy for life. The mission of all of us is to struggle to survive in this harsh environment. We will not reach the end of our lives. We will never give up. Leave!"

"She hasn't come yet, I will be here to support you. Two minutes later, I will leave. Go!"

There was a riot among thousands of reporters, and then hundreds of people gritted their teeth and turned away. Toward the pier, toward the apron.

However, nearly two thousand reporters were left behind and did not leave.

Just picked up the camera and pointed it at the sky, and broadcasted the final scene.

Some people murmured in tears:

"1. Dedication, I will devote myself to the career of a journalist with all my enthusiasm, always speak with facts, never yield to the dark truth, and have a sense of justice."

"2. Perseverance. I will always have the literacy to break the casserole to the end, and will not give up exploring the truth due to foreign threats, inducements, avoidance, and pressure. I will only speak from the perspective of bystanders, use facts, and report with reason.

"3. Professional. I will always guard my professional ethics and never report fake news, rumors, paid news, or news that is threatened in a certain situation and have to be reported. I will always appear on the front line where the news occurs."

"4...I will always put the dignity of others first..."

He is talking about the first lesson of the journalist profession, the rules and mission of journalists.

He is trying to use his professional sense of mission to overcome the fear of death that he is about to face.

He started talking alone.

Immediately afterwards, other people began to recite by themselves.

At this moment, the world is moving.

Just looking at the approaching golden palm of the camera, and then listening to someone muttering outside the screen, someone being impassioned, and someone crying.

They knew that there was a 99% chance that they could not escape, and that they would die within a lifetime.

Then, don't leave.

Then use the last one of your life to bloom and become the most splendid frontline report live broadcast in your life after becoming a journalist!

Gradually, more and more reporters gave up their fear. There is no desire to escape.

They gradually accepted the fact that they were about to die.

Started to place the camera, began to find the right angle, and then picked up the microphone.

Either the words are round, or the tone is trembling, or weeping, or the report bursts into tears.

"Dear viewers in front of the TV, what you see now is a person who claims to be a patron saint, golden handprints falling from the sky. I bet with my career that this is not special effects synthesis, this is not fake, this is the real existence in the legend. The means of the gods in it."

"Dear viewers, I have full authority to report next..."

"Dear viewers, this is the last report in my career. I dream of seeing the era when people are like dragons as Mr. Zhou Xianfu said, but I will probably never see it again. I don’t feel regret, because now , I am at the node of the great change in world history, and I will report for you from the front line."

"Hello, friends of the Chinese audience, hello Zhang Yan. I am reporting for you on the front line of Recovery Island. Together we will witness the coming of divine power and the birth of a great era. If Mr. Zhou said the end of the world It’s true, then I wish mankind a victory! Mom and Dad, I can’t go back..."

"Audience friends..."

Noisy sounds are all over the island.

They knew it was dead. Before I die, I will finally be brilliant in this professional field!

‘Woo-’

Zhou Xianfu flicked his spear~www.wuxiahere.com~ took a deep breath, and pointed it at the sky suddenly:

"I said, I'll stand upright here, I'm here, you can't kill anyone!"

In the sky, behind the clear palm of the blurred face, his eyes were full of contempt:

"Mortal, do you want to shoot to the sky?"

Zhou Xianfu didn't answer, just standing on the No. 1 ring, secretly luck, carrying the strongest Qi in his whole body.

Yun that has never used the supreme qi method.

Swallow.

Crazy swallowing all the surrounding, but extremely weak and thin heaven and earth aura.

It was just a moment, a radius of more than a thousand miles, was swallowed into a vacuum by him. The vacuum in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Jiang Fu'er stood beside Zhou Xianfu without speaking. Just hold the big gun with both hands.

Then, Ji Jixu stepped onto the No. 1 ring, speechless, just looked up at that day.

Yihui stepped onto the ring.

Then, everyone stepped onto the ring...

It's near.

Fifty meters.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

When you look up, you can see the lines on the golden palm.

At this moment, Zhou Xianfu jumped up brazenly, and under the lens of all mankind, one person, one shot, flew to the golden palm first.

"Everyone, follow me, shine the sword to the so-called sky!"

Next second.