Journey to the West's Revolver

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.
…
Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.
It's a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.
Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Facing an Ancient God for a Year

There was no transformation into white light and vanishing.


Holding the headless corpse in his hand, Fu Qian waited a few seconds to confirm there was no change before setting it aside.


This person was only a step away from going mad and had almost lost the ability to escape.


Even so, Fu Qian could have chosen not to fire the bullet, but he still granted her relief.


The reason was simple: he wanted to confirm the behavior of his teammate after her death.


This was indeed part of what he had come to confirm.


Muttering the real name of the fallen team member, the massive body belonging to the Tyrant swiftly moved through the corridor.


Theoretically, since the path had been cleared three times by himself, Lady Star, and the team, it was quite smooth to traverse.


The traces left by the five were also easy to find, and soon, the density of monsters in front of them increased.


Chapter 959 Prism (32)