"If you want to destroy all the reincarnations, then the next mission world that will be opened should be this type!"

Looking at the few causal points (due to the mysterious jasper, the causal points once again broke through four digits), Gu Bai focused on the selection of world types, and finally stayed at the selection of supernatural beings.

He spoke resolutely: "Master God, open this fantasy world plane!"

"Ding~ The fantasy world type selection is completed, the causal points are deducted, and the mental power is deducted!"

...

Life is like the torment of the year.

In just four days, it undoubtedly seemed like a long time for Xiaoji Yima.

Although he had reached a deal with Gong Lansen, Xiaoji Yima did not naively believe that the other party would keep his promise. As for Xiaoji Yima, he did not intend to really fulfill the promise he promised.

After all, if the main god space is exposed in front of strangers, if the witness cannot be killed as soon as possible, then being wiped out by the main god will be the final outcome of his own.

Be patient, hibernate, be vain and betrayal.

After a long four days of waiting, we finally waited for the next mission world to open!

Xiaoji looked around carefully, and a trace of resentful gaze appeared in his eyes. It was time to get rid of this place. And the next time he appeared here, he would never be slaughtered like he is now!

With a confused and expectant mood, Xiaoji Yima focused all his attention on the Lord God watch on the wrist of his right hand. The numbers on the watch kept beating, and the seven-day rest time was only a dozen seconds left.

He opened his mouth slightly and began to count down with almost unaudible sounds, "5,4,3,2,1..."

As Xiaoji's countdown ended, the cold prompt sound of the main god machinery suddenly rang in his ears almost at the same time, "Ding~168-hour rest time is cleared. Please enter the main god space within 30 seconds. Those who have not entered the main god space will be wiped out!!!"

At the same time, an elevator appeared out of thin air in front of Xiaoji Yima. The elevator door opened gently, as if waiting for Xiaoji Yima to enter.

Without any hesitation, Xiaoji stepped into the elevator.

As if it had never appeared, it suddenly disappeared into the heavily guarded secret base.

...

"Waste, a bunch of waste! Let you look forward to. What about people now! Where are others!"

At the other end of the secret base, Gong Lansen, who was originally gentle and gentle, was now like an angry bull, picked up the blue and white porcelain from the Ming and Qing dynasties on the table and smashed it wildly at his subordinates.

The vase hit a man in black's head, making a sound and turned into pieces. The man in black's head seemed to have opened a hole, and a red liquid suddenly appeared.

The man in black was like a wooden man, as if blood was not flowing out of the wound on his forehead, and he was waiting motionless for Gong Lansen's next order.

Gong Lansen never believed Xiaoji Yima's words from beginning to end, and the ultimate reason why he chose to cooperate with Xiaoji Yima was to know what kind of trump card Xiaoji Yima was holding in his hand. After all, Xiaoji Yima had an incredible supernatural power.

As for Xiaoji Yima's attempt to delay time and escape from the secret base, it is impossible. Not to mention that Xiaoji Yima's limbs have already been implanted with satellite positioning trackers. Just the remote-controlled explosive implanted on the back of his neck, as long as he gently presses the switch, I believe that no matter how powerful the other party has, he will only become a dead person.

With so many handles in hand, Gong Lansen was so sure that Xiao Ji would give everything obediently.

However, what Gong Lansen never expected was that in just one or two seconds when his eyes left the monitor, Xiao Ji's horse disappeared completely from the secret base as if it had evaporated from the world!

That's right, it disappeared! Even with the help of a satellite positioning tracker, it was impossible to track the specific location of Xiaoji Yima.

The cooked duck actually flew out of the pot, and if the news that Xiaoji Yima disappeared from the secret base leaked out, what punishment would the man who was about to die and regarded supernatural power as the only hope to survive?

Gong Lanson didn't even dare to continue thinking, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, wetting the pure handmade suit on his back.

“Waste, waste…”

After roaring again and smashing the million-dollar antiques in the room, the furious Gong Lanson finally returned to his calm again.

He looked at the blood-faced man who was smashed and said coldly: "Block the news, don't let anyone know about this matter! Send all the people who can be sent! Dig, find! Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must find the Japanese monkey. If you can't find him, just wait to be sent to the training camp in the Siberian plains!"

Hearing the words "training camp" in the Siberian plains, the bodyguards around Gonglanson couldn't help but turn white.

The Siberian Plains Training Camp is known as the Devil Training Camp. In this training camp, thousands of people are sent to the training camp every year. Among these people are elite army special forces, murderers, and all kinds of scumbags who are proficient in murder and crime.

After the training camp ends, there will be no more than 10 people who can get out of this training camp at most. If they are really sent to that kind of place, it will basically be similar to being sentenced to death.

The bodyguards looked at each other and immediately rushed out of the room, searching around for Xiao Ji's horse's trail.

Seeing that all his subordinates were moving, Gong Lansen ordered to the servant beside him: "Click out the surveillance video and see if there will be any clues!"

The servant nodded and once again began to play every move of Xiaoji Yima's life that he had photographed before.

"Stop! It's here!"

Gong Lansen suddenly called the servant, and the picture stopped at a minute before Xiao Ji was a horse.

Xiaojichima in the picture seemed a little listless, but his attention seemed to be all focused on his right hand.

Gong Lansen stared at the screen with his eyes tightly, muttering constantly, "There is nothing in his hand! Why is he looking at something? How did he disappear from the secret base?"

……
Chapter completed!