v7 Chapter 455： God and Demon Set (1/2)
In the spacious cave sheltered from the wind, an old man in a luxurious black robe sat cross-legged, and several people around him guarded him carefully. Outside there are hundreds of armor-clad, resolute warriors with strong sturdy faces. The fierce evil spirit is obviously the one who has been fighting for a long time and killing the extremely heavy. Eight (<1 Chinese W) W) W). 〉8〉1) ZW. COM
But at this moment, the black robe old man snorted, his face pale, his eyes suddenly opened, revealing a sense of fright.
”Teacher!” a young and beautiful woman next to her exclaimed.
The black-robed old man waved his hand, but his face was still extremely ugly, ”Morik is dead.”
”Master Morik is dead!” The beautiful woman's heart jumped fiercely, slightly lower, not daring to show any strangeness.
”Damn it, which big tribe's master actually dared to kill the tribe of my Buren tribe and **** the treasure that the ancestors fancy!” Wuyuan's expression was uncertain.
This person can instantly perceive the breath of the peeping eye and take action to destroy it. His true strength is probably not under him. If the long sword treasure is really taken away by him, it will be extremely difficult to retrieve it in the future!
”Transport the spirit letter back to the tribe, attach the image of this person to it, and ask the tribe to make every effort to find out the identity of this person, and regain the treasure at all costs!”
Wuyuan put a finger on his hand, a flash of light flashed from his fingertips, and instantly hit the beautiful woman's forehead.
”Yes, teacher!” The woman did not dare to delay any time, sensing the irritable aura in the teacher's body, she hurriedly took out a golden roll of paper, closed her eyes slightly and injected the content into it, her hand moved slightly, and suddenly a flame was born. After burning, no ashes fell and disappeared out of thin air.
Wu Yuan took a deep breath, barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and was about to close his eyes to restore the blood turbulent in his body, but his face suddenly changed, and then he became savage, ”Damn it! The old man hasn't gone to find you yet, so you went straight to it.” Come here!”
There was uncertainty in the eyes of this old monster, and although he was full of anger, he did not lose his sense of measure.
This mysterious master is able to take the treasure, has proved his own strength, dare to go straight here, must rely on. Although he was not afraid in his heart, it would be bad if he was picked up by someone else because of a fierce battle.
After a while, the priest Wuyuan smiled grimly, ”Yeyue, spread the word of the three tribes of the three tribes: Pulling Wind, Yuhuo, and Ben Lei, and bluntly said that this seat invites them to explore the spiritual veins and invite them to come here.”
Although the beautiful woman was puzzled, she didn't dare to say anything more. She respectfully said yes, and took out three golden rolls of paper with her backhand, and after branding the contents, she lit them at the same time.
”I don't know who you are, but if you dare to come, I will want you to die!”
Wuyuan roared, and the voice of resentment echoed in the grotto.
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Xiao Chen didn't know that his whereabouts had been spotted by the kill target, and set up a killing game to deal with him.
But in other words, what can be done if you know it.
With his cultivation skills today, between the world and the earth, except for the cultivators of the Shattered Realm, he is fearless!
All the way hurriedly, deep into the wilderness.
According to the information obtained by Xiao Chen, the entire dead world is divided into two parts by the local monks, namely the deserted area and the deserted area. There are large and small tribes in the deserted area. Although there are old corpses wandering, the power is weak, such as the Kamen tribe. Resist and barely survive.
But once they stepped into the wilderness, the number of old corpses suddenly increased, and their power soared.
According to Chalk, the most accurate and direct way to distinguish the power of old corpses is to look at the armor on their bodies. They are divided into four levels according to the degree of damage. Old corpse. The second-class half-armor corpse has a powerful increase in strength, and a strong fighter like Chalk is not an enemy to catch and fight. The third-class full armor corpse, which has exceeded the cognitive limit of the Kameng tribe, requires hundreds of fighters to cooperate with the power of the priest to kill it. As for the fourth class, it is the blood armor corpse. It is said that the old corpse of this level can even produce simple spiritual wisdom, and the power it possesses is comparable to that of high-level powerful gods. Every subordinate has a large number of old corpses. Except for the real top tribes, no one dares to provoke them.
Further up, there may be higher-level corpses, but it is no longer a secret that the Karmen tribe can know.
But this power is amazing enough!
Where did these old corpses come from? Why did it happen? Think of this completely destroyed world... Obviously there are so many secrets hidden in it!
But at this moment, Xiao Chen didn't mean to think too much. There are too many secrets between the heavens and the earth, and those who are related to themselves have not been able to figure it out. Why bother with this? If you have enough power in the future, you don't need to worry about everything. Show clearly.
His only thought at the moment is to restore the shop as soon as possible, and then use his power to try to smash the boundaries of this world and return to the Palace of War. Now that he has officially set foot in the Eight Desolation Realms, he can only gain a rapid improvement in his cultivation level within the stone tower. He naturally does not want to miss this opportunity.
Moving forward in silence, Xiao Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and the Huangquan grinding disc suddenly blasted out, and there was a loud ”rumbling” in the dust ahead, and the dying corpse's roar was clearly audible.
Huh!