One hundred million yuan for insurance …
Because of the restrictions on pocket money, it was actually very hard for most kids Wang Ling's age to imagine what one hundred million yuan was like. They only knew that it was a huge sum of money!
Wang Ling sighed in his heart. Why did he have to use one hundred million yuan for insurance? Even if the ring was destroyed, as long as he provided the raw materials for a few million, he could make a dozen more … That was … one hundred million yuan! How many crispy noodle snacks could he buy with that? He could even open a noodle factory to produce and sell it himself!
Wang Ling felt that this was a very extravagant and wasteful act!
Hm, it wasn't right!
One hundred million yuan! What a pity, what a pity …
But maybe this was what a big shot was like.
After all, for big shots, one hundred million yuan was just a small target.
On the other side, Elder Zuo Wu was already fully prepared to die a heroic death. This Tian Gang Grenade actually didn't do much damage to Little Silver. Strictly speaking, it couldn't even hurt his clone at all; at most, it would cause some superficial damage. Furthermore, even Little Silver's clone actually had an extremely strong self-healing ability, and would be able to recover very quickly.
Holding the Tian Gang Grenade, Elder Zuo Wu had a resolute expression on his face as he prepared to die a heroic death, just like those Huaxiu anti-Yang heroes from thousands of years ago … Little Silver had been watching Huaxiu's domestic TV series recently. When Sun Island invaded Huaxiu thousands of years ago, there were countless domestic Huaxiu anti-Yang heroes. The moment the Yang devils had charged into the battlefield, many of them had died bravely with grenades in hand! They had become national heroes who were praised and revered by the people.
At that moment, Little Silver felt that the resolute look in Elder Zuo Wu's eyes was exactly like what he saw in a TV series. It was too lifelike!
Elder Zuo Wu should have the talent to be an actor, right?
While Little Silver's thoughts were running wild, he saw a large hand reach out from nothingness …
— The Hand of God!
It was Master's hand!
Master had sent Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's ring!
Little Silver was suddenly very excited. He felt that this hand was very beautiful; the bones of the fingers were distinct and flawless, like an extremely exquisite piece of jade porcelain!
Little Silver was a little dazed as he looked at the hand, and then he couldn't help swallowing … For some reason, he actually had the urge to lick it!
Little Silver was now looking forward more and more to the day when Master would tie a rope around his collar and take him for a stroll on the street.
Being held by such a beautiful pair of hands for a stroll, what a beautiful scene!
While he was pondering this, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's Soul Suppression Ring had already been delivered to Elder Zuo Wu. This was the second time Elder Zuo Wu had seen Wang Ling's hand, and he was scared out of his wits.
"Get out of my way! Even if I, Zuo Wu, die today, I'll drag you down with me! " Saying that, Elder Zuo Wu crushed the bead in his hand, and the Tian Gang Grenade detonated on the spot. The deafening sound of thunder blew up the entire underground supermarket, directly turning it into dust.
The power of the Tiangang Thunder was enormous. If it was detonated here, the entire building would be blown through.
But it just so happened that Wang Ling's Hand of Heaven was there to erase the powerful aftermath of the explosion, so the situation didn't look so serious.
On the monitor above the building, President Bai and Elder Ji Xing stood up. In the instant of the explosion, the Eye of Nothingness had also been destroyed, and the image on the monitor turned into a blur.
The Tian Gang Grenade had indeed detonated, and they had all felt the apartment building tremble just now. But in theory, the power of the Tian Gang Grenade should have been enough to make the entire building collapse.
"The person behind this must have made a move again."
President Bai narrowed his eyes. Since the other party had the formidable strength to tear the space apart, he reckoned that it would be more than enough to withstand the aftermath of the explosion.
"Mm."
Elder Ji Xing nodded, then quickly closed his eyes. After sensing for a bit, he said with a teasing smile, "But even so, the other party can't prevent Elder Zuo Wu's death. Everything is as President Bai predicted. Elder Zuo Wu's aura has disappeared, and he died a rather tragic death. "
President Bai took a deep look at the ground under his feet, and the expression on his face said that the outcome had been decided. "Alright, let's go."
As soon as he turned around, Elder Ji Xing moved closer to him, and the small black umbrella floating in the air behind him suddenly started to spin at that moment. It slowly grew larger and covered the top of their heads with a black light.
Finally, it disappeared.
…
About two or three minutes after President Bai left, Elder Zuo Wu, who had already been blown to ashes by the Tian Gang Grenade, let out a pained cry. "Damn it! That hurts … "
Only now did he realize how painful it was to be blown up by a thunderbolt; it really hurt too much! It felt like his whole body was splitting apart …
Erm … wait!
It looked like he was already splitting apart!
But why was he still conscious?
Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case …
The Tian Gang Grenade was extremely destructive. Once a person's body was destroyed, even their soul would be destroyed by the aftermath of the Tian Gang Grenade. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to be conscious!
Could it be that it was because his obsession was too deep that another kind of supernatural phenomenon had caused him to become an earthbound spirit?
Elder Zuo Wu was very shocked at this unexpected turn of events … because this was already beyond his scope of consideration. He was already dead, but it also seemed like he wasn't. Although he still couldn't move, the scene in front of him was fixed on the supermarket that had already been blown to smithereens. The most important thing was that the silver-haired young man was still standing in front of him and hadn't left from beginning to end.
That Tian Gang Grenade just now actually hadn't caused the slightest bit of harm to this silver-haired young man at such a close range … Elder Zuo Wu felt that he had used a stupid and wasteful method of suicide.
What on earth was going on?
Elder Zuo Wu had no idea what was going on at all. He only saw the sand floating in the air around him reassembling itself bit by bit along with the flesh.
Elder Zuo Wu: "???"
Right after that, an incredible scene happened.
Elder Zuo Wu, who had already been blown to ashes by the Tian Gang Grenade, found that his body was actually being reconstructed bit by bit. Every strand of hair was exactly the same as when he had been alive, and what was even more amazing was that even his internal injuries were completely healed! And what shocked Elder Zuo Wu the most was that his Daoist robe, which should have been destroyed by the explosion, was actually being restored as well.
It was only in that instant that Elder Zuo Wu realized that he hadn't died … He had probably been brought back to life by some kind of power!
Little Silver slowly walked over to Elder Zuo Wu and picked up the Soul Suppression Ring on the ground. While the Tian Gang Grenade was ferocious, the Soul Suppression Ring was, in the end, a world-defying magic weapon; this level of damage couldn't harm it at all.
Little Silver took out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped the inside and outside of the Soul Suppression Ring. He then watched Elder Zuo Wu's body recover bit by bit, and he couldn't help smiling at him. "That explosion just now must have hurt a lot, right? If you don't believe it, you can blow it up a few more times. In any case, you definitely won't die! "
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