The black-armored man didn’t resist at all, he just stared fixedly at Mu Rufeng and Wang Luo.
Wang Luo smashed dozens of tis, and the black-armored man finally closed his eyes.
His head had already been smashed flat.
No matter how strong his defensive power was, the shock could scatter the brain matter inside his head.
A smile suddenly appeared on Wang Luo’s face: "My upper limit has increased, my cultivation has reached the peak of the Qi Cultivation early stage."
As he spoke, Wang Luo reached out towards the chair fixed on the ground in the distance.
Instantly, a powerful force acted upon the chair.
With a loud "Bang!", the chair broke directly and flew into Wang Luo’s hand.
This is a small spell called Object Control Technique, which can be perford as long as there is spiritual power.
Even at the Qi Cultivation early stage, the Object Control Technique possesses extrely powerful force.
"Cultivation techniques are indeed impressive," Mu Rufeng couldn’t help but praise.
"By the way, Group Leader Wang, do you have any cultivation thods? Just get so Supre Technique to cultivate," Mu Rufeng suddenly said.
"I do, but I’m sorry, my current power is too low, I can’t engrave those techniques at all," Wang Luo shook his head and said.
"Uh... Then just write it down by hand, and I’ll follow it to cultivate," Mu Rufeng said.
"It’s not that simple, low-level techniques, I can write them down, just techniques for the third layer of Qi Refinent."
"Beyond that, I can’t write them down. Besides, I think you don’t need techniques of the Qi Refinent realm," Wang Luo said slowly.
"There’s no hurry, wait until you kill so more black-armored n, increase your power, and then get another one, I’ll comprehend it myself," Mu Rufeng said.
His comprehension is quite good, having a technique that opens his eyes, allowing him to understand it, later he should be able to create a cultivation thod himself.
Of course, what Mu Rufeng most wants is for Wang Luo to give him a ghost cultivation technique.
Ghost cultivation involves absorbing ghost qi or yin qi to cultivate, in the mysterious world that’s absolute slaughter, it’s paradise for ghost cultivation.
Mu Rufeng also learned that the mysterious world also has cultivation techniques, but they are extrely rare, and humans cannot cultivate them at all.
Now those abnormalities don’t cultivate even if they have techniques, because they don’t need to cultivate. They just need to refine the ghost qi within soul banknotes to level up.
Those with strong talent will automatically gain abilities upon upgrading, and they can even use Skill Cards, so there’s no need to cultivate those other broken techniques.
Of course, only by cultivating a technique can one have a pathway to Emperor Sovereign, and the rules mastered are related to the technique you cultivate.
But these powerful techniques are all under strict guard, even if Mu Rufeng has money, he can’t buy them.
To gain a cultivation technique, one must join certain forces to obtain the thod for cultivation.
"That’s not a problem, it depends on Wang Xin," Wang Luo said.
"Judging by the ti, Wang Xin should be arriving soon, let’s go over," Mu Rufeng said.
"Mhm," Wang Luo nodded.
Then the two left the interrogation room.
Just in ti, Mu Rufeng saw Wang Xin and Hu Lili, wearing a white dress, walking towards them not far away.
Wang Xin had found a wig from sowhere, and not to ntion, she looked even more beautiful.
When Wang Xin saw Mu Rufeng, her previously smiling face instantly turned fierce.
"Mu Rufeng, I’ll kill you!" Wang Xin shouted, taking out a gun from her back, intending to pull the trigger at Mu Rufeng.
Wang Luo’s eyelid twitched, he reached out and grabbed, and the gun in Wang Xin’s hand instantly flew out, landing in his hand.
"Wang Xin, what are you doing? Didn’t Mu Rufeng already heal you?" Wang Luo said.
"Heal? Do you know what he did? Dismbernt, he dismbered all over, cutting flesh one slice at a ti with a knife."
"I must kill him, taking my gun won’t help, hiding won’t help, I can find him," Wang Xin said through gritted teeth.
Mu Rufeng smiled calmly, reaching out to take the gun from Wang Luo’s hand.
"Want to kill ? Little girl, you’re still too short, a sniper rifle couldn’t kill , let alone this small gun."
Mu Rufeng smiled, raised his hand directly, and fired the gun at his own head.
"Bang!" a gunshot sounded.
Mu Rufeng remained utterly unmoved.
That bullet hit Mu Rufeng’s temple.
The anticipated blood and wound did not appear, because...
The bullet couldn’t break through Mu Rufeng’s defense and fell to the ground, making a clattering sound.
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