"Is that? It's a pity that you can't escape this time." Zhuo Chuan shook his head and smiled. ☆→☆→,

"Young man, don't be so confident. Your ability to be determined is great, but my Aotian magic skill is not a vegetarian. If you can't hold on to me, I can still escape." As he said that, the old man immediately summoned the divine dragon and let it pounce on Zhuochuan.

Then he did not advance and retreated, and fled into the deep mountains.

Zhuo Chuan waved his hand and summoned his own divine dragon at the same time.

When the old man escaped, he felt a loud bang behind him. When he looked back, he saw hundreds of giant dragons flying towards him behind him.

And his one was being entangled and fought by two.

"How is it possible? How can you learn the Aotian magic skill? How can you be willing to let so many people learn it?"

Compared with the previous sentence, the old man's surprise is even more revealed in the latter sentence.

At most, he taught others the first three levels of mantras. Compared with the depth of the latter, he did not think that anyone could understand the later things through the first three levels.

How could he understand Zhuo Chuan's mentality? Zhuo Chuan knew very well that the difference between the sea and the stream was not in essence, but in quantity. The absolute difference in quantity made one have extremely powerful force, while the other could only flow.

His own advantage is not that he masters one or two unique skills, but that he has a soul space and can reserve infinite soul power as a backing.

However, he would never hear Zhuo Chuan's answer, because he had been flooded with more than two hundred giant dragons.

The lord of the world died calmly.

In fact, he could have fought against Zhuo Chuan and became his biggest concern.

After all, he has new knowledge that Zhuo Chuan does not have, and there is also a source of new knowledge. Unfortunately, the thoughts of the feudal era and the idea of ​​cherishing themselves make it impossible for him to truly have the concept of sharing, communication and progress. The feudal self-righteousness and the idea of ​​being privately owned by one person makes his strength limited to himself.

He died like this, not even the scum left.

Zhuo Chuan looked at the corpse without a trace. He shook his head, asked someone to clean up, gave him a tombstone, and took everyone back.

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The man who was ordered by Zhuo Chuan to collect the body was naturally also a man in a fairyland. He looked at the mess in front of him and shook his head very much.

He searched for it, and there were only some debris of clothes on the scene, so he had to collect them. It could be considered as building a tomb for a generation of emperors. After all, although it was hostile, this thing still needs to be done.

"Oh, poor, we are ashamed. We invade your land and kill you. But you are too cruel, and it's not our fault that we are coming to liberate most of the people." The man tidied up the corners of his clothes while talking to himself.

Of course he didn't want to kill people, but Shura had already told them. This world is too cruel. If you want to survive, you have to kill these uneducated people first. As a result, he is also one of the killers.

When he packed up, a crystal bead flashed suddenly.

He went over to pick it up, looked at it, shook his head again, "It's a pity that you have nothing left, only this bead left. It must be worth it. It's better to be your burial object."

With a casual wave, a square pit appeared. He swept all the debris of clothes into the pit, and then he wanted to put the bead in it.

"Wait?" The man was about to throw it in. He thought of something strange, "I heard from Brother Zhuo that this Aotian magic skill is extremely powerful, and it is indeed the case on the scene. Why is there nothing left on the man's body and this bead is still intact?"

He held the beads and muttered to himself.

"Of course it will be intact. Even the power of time and space cannot damage it at all." Suddenly a voice sounded in his ear.

"Who is it?" He was not too surprised. After all, he was also a person who has experienced countless reincarnations. Although he was only from a small world, he would not panic like an ordinary person.

"Haha, it's me." I saw a white-haired figure appearing on the bead, which was exactly the "grandfather" mentioned by the old man.

This person in this fairyland looked at the gray-haired figure suddenly appearing, first wondering, then thought, "Oh, it seems that this should be an information recording device. I remember Brother Zhuo said that their advanced technology can use holographic images to convey knowledge and memory."

After hearing this, the white-haired figure seemed to have a stagnation, and then smiled, "You are different from the person before. Are you from a more advanced world? Yes, I am a tool for transferring knowledge. Do you want to get my knowledge? You must know that it is just an ordinary native of a backward world. After getting my knowledge, you can become king."

The man in the fairyland smiled slightly, "I can't answer you this question. You are from the dead emperor, and his things are logically the victorious products of the battlefield. After I want to return to the public, everyone will answer your questions."

The white-haired figure stagnated again, and then smiled, "It's interesting, it's so interesting. My Emperor's universe has encountered more than a hundred people. This is the first time I have met someone like you who are not moved by a treasure like this. You will know how precious the things you have lost are."

"Haha, what's the matter? Everyone in our fairyland is selfless. This thing is not mine, so I can't take it for myself at will, and I will not regret it." The answer of this fairyland man was obviously beyond the expectations of the white-haired figure.

"I am selfless in my heart, okay, I have never seen such a creature of quality in other civilizations. You are the first one. This is really interesting. Maybe I really find the right person." The white-haired figure nodded.

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Zhuo Chuan and more than 300 people in the fairyland gathered together and looked at the person who called himself "Imperial City".

Zhuo Chuan was very moved. This was the guy who provided the old man's "Aotian Divine Art". Zhuo Chuan definitely didn't believe that the thing was originally named this, probably for fooling the natives. If the old man had not treasured his own clothes, if he had taught him thousands of people, Zhuo Chuan would have escaped as far as he could.

Zhuo Chuan first asked, "Which planet did you come from?"

"Haha, I'm from the planet of origin"

"Are they a Maru?" Zhuo Chuan said something that other people in the fairyland don't understand.

"Oh, it seems that you have encountered my fellow tribe. That's fine. No need to say anything else to communicate in circles." The white-haired figure showed her whole body, and it turned out to be a handsome young man.

"You and your fellow race are not kind people. They invade other civilizations everywhere and enslave others. Wherever they go, there is smoke everywhere. The entire universe is messed up by them and they cannot be at peace." Zhuo Chuan said, and at the same time reminding people in the fairyland that the people in front of them are not good birds, so don't be fooled by him at will.

The man in the fairyland who handed over this bead said after hearing this, "I didn't expect his background to be so powerful. It seems that we have to treat it with caution."

"Well, fortunately, Minghe, you hand it over in time, otherwise it might be a big hidden danger." Zhuo Chuan put his heart in his heart, and he couldn't do as decisive as the other party, and he couldn't help but praise him.

In fact, Zhuo Chuan had long suspected that the old man might have some secret. However, on the battlefield at that time, he also swept through the tentacles of his soul, but he did not find it. He had also searched the place where the old man was, from the previous palace to the previous place where he lived, and he gave up.
Chapter completed!