Chapter 48: Unfathomable is the Heavenly Gate

These people who heard this were stunned and stunned. Some nouns were not quite understood.

But I think it's so high-end.

The corners of Boss Duan's mouth twitched slightly. Because of this trick, the hero Wang had been talking about it for a whole day before he had the smoothness and style at this time.

"It took a while!" The hero of the King of the King of Defeats to eliminate evil was recited. He felt that his tone and posture were not in place. Since he was already a deacon, in addition to the salary of his inner disciples, he also had to work hard. He decided not to sleep tonight and recite it again overnight. To make the master satisfied tomorrow, he showed the momentum of the Heavenly Gate.

"So amazing! This Tianmen is not in this world?" Although he was a little confused, Master Wang was still completely shocked. He spent a long time digesting what the other party said. When he realized that he was gone?

You have to report it immediately!

No, it seems that there is no need. Even that adult has become his disciple, so why bother to do anything to himself?

"Oh no!" He suddenly heard his mission, was he going to ask about the illusion trial?

After hesitating for a moment, I still didn't dare to disturb the deacon!

They are no longer small farmers.

That's the person in charge here.

I can only wait for tomorrow.

This tone actually made me feel a little more jealous. This is not what the corporal manager of the Jianghu Department should have.

"Another world?" Wang Sizhu's expression changed repeatedly, as if he had heard of it.

"The contact is still looming! The bloody eyes cannot be used, my bloodthirsty magic flute." At this time, the knife was sensing again, and he wanted to contact him again. It was too weak and could not be done yet.

At this time, he was a little worried that if anyone hid the bloodthirsty magic flute, it would take not many years to get a connection with him. By then, it would be a cheaper person and a treasure of others.

Probably not, there is no need to get treasures.

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore. At least it's not destroyed, there is hope." Xiaodao comforted himself like this.

"Swoosh!" At this time, the escapee, former Master Liu, sneezed at the dozens of bandits blocking the way in front of him.

The leader is still third-rate, which is very good.

"Haha, this kid looked calm and thought he was a second-rate master?" Some bandit laughed.

"Haha! It should be a third-rate, and he is also a master. However, in front of our boss, the third-rate peak, and our brothers, we can only kneel."

Ha ha!

The bandits laughed. It has only been a few years since the boss broke through to the third-rate level and now the third-rate top. These years have been the most comfortable years for everyone.

The village leader, a third-rate master, was about to speak.

"Swoosh!" Suddenly, a stream of light shot away.

It instantly penetrated into the throat.

"Second-rate master?" The village leader fell to the ground in disbelief. He had seen such a second-rate move in his life? But was it when he died?

When he fell, his body was already drying out like a mummy.

This is a third-rate warrior, who is also a one-side overlord here. If he was not careless, he might not be able to escape the second-rate throwing using internal energy. After all, the escapees are not proficient in the ways of hidden weapons.

What's more, the bloodthirsty magic flute is not a hidden weapon.

The escapee waved his hand and a blood light flew back and fell into his hands.

Seeing that the cracks on the bloodthirsty magic flute had completely recovered, the corner of the escaped man's mouth smiled. It was indeed a magical treasure.

He only killed five third-rate players, and this treasure never reached third-rate players, and he could help him.

This reminded him of the disappointment he felt when he first used this treasure. At that time, although the magic sound played by the bloodthirsty demon flute was magical, he could easily break free from the third-rate and basically not affected. For himself, he was basically useless.

But now, it can already affect the third-rate, so is it still far from affecting the second-rate?

The bloodthirsty magic flute was held in the hand, and a trace of heat flowed into the body.

"I have been practicing hard for a month." The escaped man with a slightly flushed face resisted the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart.

"What's more, there is also the despicable effect of improving cultivation. It must not be revealed."

"Ah!" The stunned bandits finally reacted.

The village leader died?

The third-rate peak camp leader died?

How is this possible?

How could a stronger person come to this small place?

"Escape!" Someone escaped, and with this lead, nearly a hundred other bandits all fled.

There was disdain at the corner of his mouth, and the escapee put the bloodthirsty magic flute beside his mouth and blew it gently.

Soon the bandits fell to the ground one by one and died soon.

If it weren't for this treasure, even if he was a second-rate, he wouldn't have the confidence to kill them all.

Within a certain range, blood oozed out of the pores and sank into the bloodthirsty magic flute like a swallow returning to the nest.

The bloodthirsty magic flute that absorbed a large amount of essence and blood was bright red and crystal clear, but although there were many, their strength was poor, and they could bring very few benefits to second-rate escapees.

Even so, the runaway was already very satisfied.

He hid the body quickly and quickly went away.

As the former head of the Jianghu Department, the fugitive knew the strength of the court very well.

He knew that he could not escape at all. He originally planned to join that special team and the court's pursuit would be cancelled.

But now.

I just need to break through to the first-class. Such a master will definitely attract peace based on his own actions.

Thinking of this, the escaped smiled again, but there was no stop at all under his feet.

The second-rate master is at full speed.

As the bloodthirsty magic flute is recovering and deepening the connection, the influence of distance, the sensing of the knife and the bloodthirsty magic flute is gradually weakening.

The runaway didn't know that there was a magical existence that was concerned about him, and he would think about it almost every night.

After a night of contact, the King of Heroes became more familiar with his business. When Master Wang came to him, he once again showed the power of the Tianmen.

After posing in full posture, I made a long list of things again, which was smoother than yesterday's.

The corners of Boss Duan's mouth twitched again, because it was exactly the same as what he said yesterday, and it was not bad at all.

However, it was still so shocking to the Lord Wang’s ears, and the respect in his eyes became even stronger.

"Hiss Wang, Deacon Wang, this time I was ordered to ask if I could help the court train the elites in the illusion trial?" Wang Sizhu said politely, a little uneasy, and this requirement was obviously too much.

"This! It's important, I need to consider it." Wang Daxia is naturally very familiar with this sentence. As long as others have requests, just say this sentence. As for what requests the other party makes, it doesn't matter, because it's not his own decision.

In this way, Wang Daxia brought other disciples into the fog again.

The blood-line corn planted in front has sprouted, and it is still sowing later. After all, there is insufficient manpower.
Chapter completed!