Chapter 1806: 狠人出【四更】

Soon, the data was sent to the front.
A total of more than ten pages, covering the other side's life treasures.
Close the information, and the ancient eye of Mo Ling was stunned.
Through these, it can be seen that although this is a weak Jianbao teacher, the level of Jianbao is definitely not so high. It can be said that it is luck, and it is accurate for more than ten times. It is not luck that can be explained.
"Would you like to bring this guy to the trial?"
The content was read again, and the middle-aged guards also noticed something wrong.
"No, I personally passed!"
The ancient sacred eyes of Mo Ling flashed.
He has the most complete inheritance of witchcraft. This kind of profession, before changing, absolutely believes that he is second, no one dares to say first!
This view can be completely broken today.
The only witch who is immortal, hides in front of him, almost didn’t find it, and did a few tricks, even letting him escape smoothly... even if he was in immortality, he would definitely not be able to do this. .
This way, the same level of witch soul, is it even stronger than yourself?
It’s full of curiosity.
When I came to the room of the people's treasures, the eyes of the ancient spirits of Mo Ling were immediately locked on the former Jianbao.
This treasurer, it seems that there is nothing special, one hand holding the medicine, the brow is locked, and the other hand keeps checking the information.
Seeing manners and actions, it is definitely a real treasurer, without any mistakes.
"Don't be busy identifying this thing, I just have a treasure, can't determine the level, it's better to help me identify it!"
A few steps came to the front, with a faint smile on his face.
This one entered the hall, Zhang Sushang noticed, and the mouth could not help but pumped.
His camouflage is seamless, why the other side has been focusing on him!
Where is there a leak?
There was doubt in my heart, but there was no change in my face. I nodded lightly: "Okay!"
The ancient palm of the Ink has turned over, and a thing like the ruler appears in the palm of your hand.
The whole body is golden, and at first glance, it is a magic weapon that is not weak, but the specific level, not used, can not be seen.
After the suspension, a little finger, a book appeared in my mind.
"The soul-breaking ruler, the ancient holy treasure, can lock the soul, making it difficult to escape..."
"It turns out to be an ancient holy treasure? But...how is it so light?"
A glimpse of the heart.
The ancient holy treasure, like the ancient saint, contains the laws of heaven and earth, is oppressed by the heavens, and is extremely heavy. Even if it is now, it takes a lot of effort to lift it.
The ruler of the other party is obviously a treasure of this level, but it is very light, similar to the ordinary big holy treasure, so that he could not help but be a bit strange.
"It's his soul..."
A closer look, a glimpse of my heart.
It’s not that this soul is light, but the other party quietly lifts it up with the soul, which makes it look like no weight.
Let yourself identify, but deliberately use the means to investigate the real attributes of the treasures. It’s hard to be... What has this been noticed?
It’s not an ancient holy, it’s really not easy to fool.
The brain is running fast, and you want to find out how to escape. As a result, you find that the other person is so close to yourself, unless you use the demon knife and the monk to completely fall out, otherwise, it is impossible.
"How?"
See him carefully scrutinize the broken soul ruler, and Mo Linggu smiled and looked over.
"This ruler, I can't see it, seeing the material and the power it radiates, far more than the great holy treasure, but not as heavy as the ancient holy treasure..."
Zhang Sushang explained that if the voice did not fall, he listened to the sound of the opposite ancient holy sound: "In this way, I have seen the treasure, have you seen the ancient holy treasure?"
In the heart, "Oh!", Zhang Hang's expression is unchanged: "I haven't seen it before, but I have read related books. It is said that the ancient holy treasure is very heavy. A weapon of this size is comparable to a vast mountain. ......"
The voice did not fall, the sneer rang, and then the space around it was distorted, and the hanging image was pulled into another world in a flash.
"Oh! You don't have to pretend, you are not a treasurer!"
"Predecessors..."
Retired two steps, Zhang is full of panic.
"The treasurer of the aliens, the inheritance is not complete. Under normal circumstances, the great saints can not be identified, let alone the ancient holy! You can distinguish all the treasures, and can At first glance, I can see that the level of the broken soul is not low... Hey, if you really have this kind of skill, you must have been famous all over the world..."
Inkling Gu Sheng with his hands behind his back, with a certain confidence.
If there is still some doubt before, at this moment, I can be sure that this is the witch soul who escaped from his hands.
It’s not that he can’t identify the broken soul, but... the other’s is too calm.
Although with horror and panic in his eyes, there is no fluctuation in his mood. If he can’t see anything, he will not have to be an ancient saint.
Be aware that the ancient saint is the strongest person in the world. As long as it is a practitioner, all worship and awe, the other party is not shocked, and there is a mood to speculate on the weight of this ruler. If you have no problem, he does not believe it.
"I don't understand anything that the predecessors said..."
Zhanghang retreats again, with a panic in his eyes, but his heart calls for a monk.
Although he didn't find the dragon's blood, he couldn't help it. He could only escape first.
"Leave it!"
Don't pay attention to his "panic", the ancient sacred sling of Moling, the whole space, immediately became overcast, a huge soul force, surrounded by the surrounding, as if to ban it.
Looks like it, before I suffered a loss, I will use the power of the Witchcraft at the moment.
"Broken!"
Knowing that there is no need to continue the disguise, Zhang Zhang’s palm trembles, and the demon knives appear immediately, slamming forward.
Hey!
The soul is cracked out of the crack, and the space is like being torn. The knife is appearing in front of the ancient saint of Moling.
"Sure enough, it is a spy!"
The ancient sorrow of Mo Ling, the broken soul in his hand.
Hey!
The enchanting knives are in confrontation with each other. When Zhang hangs, he feels that the tiger's mouth is numb, and the former "嗡!" flies backwards.
As the same as the ancient holy treasure, the level of the black knife is obviously weaker than the broken soul.
Hula!
The black knife was shot and the broken soul rule was crushed again. Zhang Hang immediately felt that the soul was blocked and would collapse at any time.
The soul of the soul, even the soul of the ancient holy level can be crushed, not to mention his strength.
"Get it!"
Knowing that I will not release my cards, I will die here, and I will be able to die here. A book appears in the air, followed by a palm, and I drilled out from it and scratched the past.
Destroy the earth's broken soul ruler, under the cover of the palm of your hand, instantly turned into a warm sheep, no more power, jumped two times, was pinched at your fingertips.
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