Zhou Lie made a desperate request but suddenly became angry and shouted, "Little fat man, come back! If you don't come back, I will burn this scroll and let you disappear."

"Dare you?" A voice came from afar.

"Do you think I dare? Since it is useless to me, what are you going to do?"

"Bastard, I don't know how to respect the elderly and love the young." After the words were finished, the small garden slowly emerged, and the fat man in a long gown looked up at Zhou Lie.

"Haha, senior, won't leave?" Zhou Lie was so angry that he was not worth his life.

"Wait for a while? If Master Dao is still alive, he can suppress you for thirty years with just one hand."

Zhou Lie was happy: "Blow, continue blowing! You can use both hands, if you don't have enough hands, you can use your feet. Come on! Suppress me!"

"Monkey, you came to visit me to make things difficult for me?" The fat man rolled up his sleeves and saw him lifting his slap and pressing down. There was a crack in his earlobe, as if lightning was striking.

"Huh?" Zhou Lie felt his mind rippling, which made him feel uncomfortable, but he praised: "Okay, it's not in vain. Can you tell me how this thunder sound that shocked my mind was produced?"

"Your Majesty will never tell you even if you die. If you eat another thunder in my palm, the fat man was majestic. He raised his slap and another thunder sound, making Zhou Lie's body that fell into the place blur.

Just when the little fat man was overjoyed, Zhou Lie quickly fixed his body, looked at his hands and body in disbelief and said, "This thunder sound can temper his mind! Senior, you have really solved the big problem for the junior."

"God-tug! This palm thunder specializes in souls, how can you deal with ghosts that cannot leave your body? Give me, Give me, Give me!" The little fat man didn't believe in evil.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Zhou Lie's figure rippled again. Instead of resisting, he opened his arms to greet him.

In the flash of lightning, he felt a huge shock all over his body.

The whole process is like using a sieve to screen fine sand, blocking some large pieces of debris, leaving more fine parts to seep down.

The little fat man was stunned and murmured to himself: "This is impossible! Is it because the writing skills between the lines are not strong enough to form a complete palm thunder, so this kid seizes the opportunity to become an immortal?"

Zhou Lie opened his eyes and said with a smile: "This palm thunder is really a good thing. It helps me polish my mind and make it more smooth and stronger. It is a blessing for heaven. It's my turn to beat you this time."

"What are you going to do? Wow, no, no!"

The little fat man was caught by Zhou Lie, grabbed his ankle and lifted it upside down, and asked while spanking: "How did the thunder in the palm come from? Do you tell me if you tell me? Don't say it? OK, thirty boards."

"Ba,b,ba,ba..."

"Wow, stop beating, I said, I said..." The little fat man finally couldn't resist Zhou Lie's tyranny, so he had to choose to surrender.

After hearing his explanation, Zhou Lie pondered: "So that's the case. He lived in a place with strong lightning for three years, slowly felt the power of lightning, and thus imposed on his own momentum. In addition, this scroll is made of lightning wood, and is born with a thunder and electromagnetic field, which can self-refine the mind."

Thinking of this, Zhou Lie let go of the fat man and said, "You are quite capable. You have no ability. You depend on the power of lightning strike wood. You almost fooled me."

"Hmph, am I just the first volume? There are also the middle volume and the second volume. If you have the ability, you can stick to it and see how powerful I was in middle age and in old age?"

Zhou Lie laughed and said, "Stop using the method of provoking! The middle volume and the second volume must be enlightened, but it is not now. Come on, continue to attract thunder, and I will seize the time to temper my mind."

"You are ruthless, boy." The fat man had to activate the full effect of the lightning strike wood under his tyranny, which was equivalent to giving Zhou Lie a sumptuous meal.

Seven or eight hours later, Zhou Lie woke up slowly and saw that the first volume of the Zhixuan Chapter became mottled.

He couldn't help but sigh. Although the things are good, they will be depleted. They are equivalent to disposable consumables and can never help him anything.

However, the effect is very significant. At this moment, the spirit is surprisingly good, and the sounds of dozens of miles are all collected in my ears.

"Why is it so messy?"

Zhou Lie flashed and opened the tent door, and was startled when he looked around.

There was a crowd everywhere, and Wang Ziqing and the others were maintaining order.

It turned out that more than 100,000 refugees ran over by threatening the toxic moth. When they knew that the army was here, they simply stopped leaving.

In fact, the only real soldier is Lin Yi, but Liu Xu raised the banner of the Third Company of the Divine Soldiers, which is already orthodox.

Zhou Lie stood in front of the tent and thought about countermeasures quickly. He could not be tied to these refugees. He would not have to do anything else at that time. Just finding food for these people would have to waste all his energy.

"Company Commander!"

"Hello company commander..."

Liu Xu brought the people over.

More than a dozen young men were wearing camouflage uniforms and shouting at the company commander was very easy. It seemed that they really regarded Zhou Lie as the head of the family.

Zhou Lie was speechless. Suddenly he heard a dull sound. He quickly turned his head and looked behind the camp.

"Damn, what's going on?"

A mountain of Rou stood behind the camp, and a large amount of green gas was released with a muffled sound. These gases climbed up quickly, forming a circle of cloud hats to surround the top of Rou Mountain.

Liu Xu patted his head and said, "This is Chen Tianbiao, I'm about to say this! We cleaned the battlefield and piled up the corpses aside. Who would have thought that he ate all the corpses and then swallowed many scrapped off-road vehicles, which grew to such a large size in just thirty hours."

"Chen Tianbiao?" Zhou Lie was a little unacceptable.

Liu Xu nodded and said, "Yes, it's him. Although it's like this, there is one advantage, that is, every hour he farts and sprays green poison gas. This poison gas is very light and can rise to a height of 1,000 meters and evaporate. It's like a land that makes the toxic moths very afraid and temporarily block the gray fog, so so many refugees have defected."

"So many changes have occurred during this period. I need to know the specific situation and get the map." Zhou Lie turned back to the camp, and the quality of these refugees was mixed, so he had to find a way to divert them.

Liu Xu quickly asked someone to carry the box, but he followed Zhou Lie closely and said, "Old Zhou, there are too many people, and the food is only enough for three days. I heard that there are military rescue stations in nearby cities, but we can't get through."

"Don't be anxious, just say it slowly." Zhou Lie took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it and handed it to Liu Xu, and asked what he was most worried about: "How many people in the camp have ulcerated skin, red eyes, and dehydrated bodies?"

"More than two hundred! I only know now, Lao Zhou, why are you carrying so many anti-radiation drugs? But these drugs are not very effective and the situation is continuing to deteriorate."

Zhou Lie breathed a sigh of relief and had mass lesions, which easily amplified the panic. Fortunately, it was only the early stage and it was far from that bad.

"Two hundred are not too many! I convey my order to the refugees. Anyone who does not follow my methods will be expelled immediately and will never be kept!"

Liu Xu's heart was terrified, and he felt a bone-chilling chill from this sentence.
Chapter completed!