It's not a long period of time, but possessed people are always appearing, one after another.

But since the last large-scale outbreak, there has been no such riot again.

Although it was overwhelming, at least they all appeared one by one.

But now, as the huge eyes in the sky swayed and stared at everything on the ground, the breath began to become cold, and countless possessed people began to appear.

Some people are watching Tang Sanmu's live broadcast, some are reading at home, and some are staring out of the window, worrying about the end.

But in an instant, he showed a common state, breathing heavily, rushing upwards like crazy, and making strange sounds in his throat.

The higher the place, the more possessed people gather, and they worship towards the sky.

"A lot of possessed people suddenly appeared here! What's going on!"

"It's over, it's over. Does this mean that the final invasion has begun to come?"

"I also have a bad feeling. I always feel a chill on my back."

In the live broadcast room, we naturally felt the strange movements in various places. At this time, it was boiling, and everyone's heart was full of worry.

But at this time, Tang Sanmu was looking at the camera calmly. Under the anxious questions from his friends, he said calmly: "Everyone, don't be anxious. Let's listen to him finish the story."

What Tang Sanmu is talking about is naturally the weirdo on the other side of the camera, and his story continues.

But the fans in the live broadcast room were still frightened, some were even trembling, and they could no longer hold their phones steady.

In fact, you can see the status of the device friends from the messages that are posted. There are many typos and they are obviously extremely nervous.

"Perhaps his story can reverse our war situation and give us more hope." Tang Sanmu said.

Few people questioned Tang Sanmu's words, and this time was no exception. The live broadcast room instantly became much calmer.

While everyone was listening to the weirdo's story, Tang Sanmu got up and set off, heading towards the antique street.

It is impossible for the owner of the antique shop to prepare in such a short period of time, but what is supposed to come has already arrived.

Earlier than Tang Sanmu expected, unbounded strong men will arrive this time. The real strong men may be close to gods.

Tang Sanmu also guessed that maybe it was because he revealed the secret of the possessed person that the Wujie people couldn't sit still.

I used to think that possessed people were all souls, but now I know that instead of being possessed by evil spirits, it is better to call it a magical weapon.

It enters a person's body and carries the person's breath, becoming more and more powerful like a snowball.

And as this aura rises, the possessed person will slowly reach a terrifying height. Although it is not as good as the Unbounded Man, when gathered together, it will be a fighting force that cannot be underestimated.

Not only is their combat power, but the aura on their bodies can attract unbounded strong men. Now the Dragon Slaying Platform has not been fully formed, and there is still a bond between heaven and earth.

Although the constraints are disappearing little by little, the unbounded strong man is still incompatible with this world.

Another value of the possessed person's existence is to attract unbounded powerful people who cannot enter the human world.

At this time, Tang Sanmu was walking quickly towards the antique store, and the weirdo continued to speak. He seemed to have realized that the disaster was coming, and even spoke much faster.

"Later on, these children naturally became estranged from each other, and no one knew what the so-called doll trouble was about.

But later I saw with my own eyes that my grandfather hung pictures of the villagers around the necks of the statues outside, as if they were performing some kind of sacrificial ceremony.

And as the days went by, I found that the expression on the statue began to become weirder.

The smile on his face makes people feel creepy just by looking at him."

Even though he was speaking very fast, Ye Xiaotao was still sweating.

I couldn't help but urge: "Senior, you'd better speak a little faster, or you can tell the main points first, and we can listen to your story slowly later, okay?"

The weirdo smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Before the weirdo could say anything, Tang Sanmu spoke first: "Uncle Ye, there is no need to rush, there is a mystery in this story.

He refuses to finish speaking just because the time has not come yet, so just let him speak slowly."

The weirdo chuckled: "Yes, Tang Sanmu is indeed Tang Sanmu, he knows the law of cause and effect."

At this time, Tang Sanmu finally arrived at the antique store. He stood at the door of the antique store, his heart skipped a beat, and then he took a deep breath.

It's lifeless and a bit depressing here.

Stepping into the room, there were mountains of golden balls, which seemed to have exceeded what Tang Sanmu had promised before.

At this time, the antique shop owner was sitting on a stool with his head slightly lowered.

"Master Tang, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you to deliver the goods."

Tang Sanmu quickly rushed over and grabbed the antique shop owner's wrist.

His face became even darker.

"How about Master Tang? I've done a pretty good job of overfulfilling the task.

When Wujie is driven away in the future and the world returns to peace, can I be remembered as one of my meritorious deeds?"

Tang Sanmu frowned: "Sir, there is no need for this. The time I gave you is clearly enough. Why do you have to work day and night to make so much!"

Looking at his pulse, he found that because he was overworked, his own breath was overdrawn and his meridians were damaged.

The flow of breath was very unsmooth, and it could be said that he was already on the verge of death.

Now I am just trying to hold my breath and not letting myself die immediately!

Tang Sanmu's eye circles turned slightly red when he saw the antique shop owner in this state.

The owner of the antique shop grabbed Tang Sanmu's arm with his backhand and said with a smile: "Master Tang, they say you are a strategist, and I have always admired you, but I didn't expect that one day I would be better than you in strategizing.

One chip.

In fact, I didn’t think too much, I just thought about doing more, doing more, the more the better.

I know that this is a war and it may break out at any time. If it does break out in advance, you come to me. I don’t want to be shameless and leave you unfinished."

Tang Sanmu gritted his teeth and growled: "You are confused!"

But the owner of the antique shop used his last bit of strength and stood up suddenly: "Don't be confused, this is the character of our generation.

In the first half of my life, I was confused and lived only for money.

If it hadn't been for Master Tang's guidance, I would have penetrated deep into the devil's barrier before I knew it, and would have been almost unable to extricate myself.

I never thought that a businessman like me could become a hero one day.

I want to thank you, I want to thank you, Master Tang, it was you who reminded me that I am a warlock, and secondly a businessman."

After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth and walked to the door, looking at the rotating eyes in the sky.

He yelled: "Have you seen those things without boundaries that don't even have physical bodies? What is integrity?

This is real strength, this is real..."

Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the antique shop businessman fell straight to the ground.

The statue of Mr. Guan behind him also made a clicking sound as his body fell.

A series of cracks appeared, and then it collapsed, with only the shining metal still shining with a cold light.

Tang Sanmu carefully carried the body of the antique shop owner back and temporarily placed it in the house.

Then contact Jiang Feng and ask Jiang Feng to find a few cars and take away all the metal balls.

To be able to make so much in such a short period of time, you can imagine that the owner of the antique shop must have been restless during this period.

After a car loaded all the metal balls away, Tang Sanmu exhaled and looked at the moving eyes above.

"Go ahead." He whispered softly.

And just when these eyes were spinning crazily and the possessed people on the tall buildings were kneeling down crazily, suddenly, thick white mist was rising from all over Kyushu.

These white mist emerged from the ground, spiraled upward, headed straight into the void, and gradually gathered in the sky, transforming into huge clouds and mist.

And these clouds and mist actually covered the red eyes, making them appear dim.

More and more clouds and fog accumulate, and the eyes become increasingly unclear.

And if you look closely, you will be surprised to find that all these clouds and mist are changing shapes.

They are all various kinds of mythical beasts in Kyushu. Although they are very abstract, you can still identify them if you look carefully.

In the live broadcast room, everyone naturally saw this strange scene.

"Holy crap, our big eyeballs are covered by a cloud like a unicorn!"

"What is going on? Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"

"My side is a phoenix, but it's not completely covered."

"Isn't it another one of Wu Jie's tricks?"

"It shouldn't be possible, right? After all, they all look auspicious, and the red color is covered up. No matter how you look at them, they look more like God-given auspiciousness!"

While everyone was discussing, Tang Sanmu said: "Master Qin, after such a long time, you finally released the ultimate move you prepared."

As soon as he finished speaking, an application for connecting to wheat came over.

Opposite him was Qin Sanshui, who seemed a little older.
To be continued...