Chapter 317: Secular 3

Heaven tower.
Towering into the clouds in the white minaret complex.
Countless figures in white robes ran quickly in line.
Tall white portraits, silver eyes lit up, moved forward.
Slowly from scratch in the sky, an invisible white empty boat emerged. There are several dozen meters of empty boats and hundreds of meters of large individuals.
On both sides of the minaret, green lights were transmitted continuously, and a team of strong and powerful evil energies kept coming out of the transfer area and headed towards the center of the minaret group.
The snowflakes slowly fell, but just after they fell to the central area, they disappeared silently and automatically.
expensive! !!
A pure white eagle flew across the sky, straight through a large snow-white staircase, and went straight up.
The eagle crossed over the ancient temples, and flew over the ice and snow square where the soldiers gathered.
Eventually he flew into the center of the minaret group, in a vast and immaculate white hall.
There are seven ice thrones in the palace, divided into two rows.
The eagle flew straight to the throne at the highest point in the middle, standing on the shoulder of a tall old man with white hair and cold eyes.
"Right now," the old man murmured in a low voice.
Huh! !!
The eagle's chest suddenly glowed green, and a diamond-shaped green crystal emerged.
clang....
In the distance came heavy bells, drifting away.
The left seat is from top to bottom.
In the first position, a tall, burly red-haired woman emerged.
"Red Angel, Naroddu, rank."
A woman wears a thick white bear shawl on her shoulders, her long legs are raised, and translucent white light spots constantly appear in the air, like ice crystals.
In the second position, a figure wrapped in black armor, holding an epee, sat down calmly.
"Night Angel, Kansha, rank."
From time to time, the figure of the figure twisted and flickered as if it were not an entity.
In the third position, a long black man with no male or female, hard to distinguish between male and female, a gray robe, slowly sitting down with a smile.
"Fantasy Angel, Bethel Kareina. Rank."
On the right, in the fourth position, a man in a black suit with square glasses and a black pistol on his waist sits calmly.
"Angel of angels. Rank."
In the fifth position, a blurry virtual figure, wearing a silver and white suit, holding a wine glass in his hand, emerged leisurely.
"Angel of the moon, dawn, everyone, long time no see."
In the sixth position, a green dragon lizard flashed away, and the green evil quickly turned into a blue-haired red-eyed boy.
"Angel, Yinan, rank."
The rumble sounded.
The heavy, snow-covered gate in the hall slowly closed.
Huh!
The heavy stone gate, which was more than ten meters high, was finally closed without a gap.
A blue light ripple radiated rapidly along the hall from the front to the strong on each seat, and then disappeared.
"Now, the angels and the angels are all here. Then this regular meeting officially begins." The old man on the theme said in a deep voice.
"Even at the expense of mystery, even the hidden angels have been summoned together. Don't tell me it's really just a regular meeting?" The moon figure in a silver suit, the moon angel dawned silently.
"Yinan, I heard that you encountered hard stubble in the west wheel? Have you been seriously injured?" He gloated over the last seat angel Yinan again.
Yinan flicked her face, and her heart was very angry, but she could not bear to see the Angel of the Moon.
"It's just a minor injury, and Dawn Shuguang cares."
"Oh, a minor injury?" Moon Angel's neck slowly stretched, getting longer and longer, and flew to Yinan's side like a snake, and the vague face was faintly flashing with demon red light.
"May I help you with a little potion? If you are an angel, I will definitely give you the best discount."
Yinan surface does not change color, simply closed his eyes. The thought of that guy named Night King made him even more enthusiastic.
"Now, discuss the specific response to the seven-lock tower." The old man on the theme heard a somber voice.
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Miga, near Bain University.
Deep in the jungle.
The scarlet halo spread from Lin Sheng's palms, but soon the red light dispersed, and everything was calm.
He slowly pinched an evil spirit bead that had just been purified, and drew into his pocket calmly.
"Not enough. At least ten heads must be trapped to improve blood circulation."
Until now, his grasp of his own bloodline has been quite refined. How much soul power is needed to transform into the Dragon Blood. He knew everything.
Looking down at the residual smudges of ceremonial plastic paper on the ground.
Lin Sheng opened his mouth slightly, a spark came out of his mouth, and landed on plastic paper, which lit it instantly.
call!
It took less than two seconds for the dark red dragon's breath flame to burn out the entire two-meter-long plastic paper. Only a little black residue remained on the scene.
After burning the traces, Lin Sheng was about to return to the villa to rest.
Suddenly a distant voice spoke.
"There's fire there, I see, hurry up!"
A slight rush of footsteps quickly approached.
Soon, several figures holding flashlights hurriedly approached from the depths of the forest.
These people looked a little young, at most twenty or thirty, wearing black nocturnal stab-resistant uniforms on their bodies. If it were not for the flashlight in their hands, most people would not be able to see them clearly.
The one who walked in the front was a bald and strong man with a dense scar on his forehead. Looks intimidating.
Among the next few people, one of them was Lin Sheng's acquaintance.
"Is that you ?!" The blond captain of the Royal Academy pointed back at Lin Sheng with a horrifying step back during the day.
Obviously he was scared by Lin Sheng.
"It's so late and still wandering in the forest, but it's very dangerous." Lin Sheng showed a mild smile to several people.
Several people looked at Lin Sheng and looked at the faintly remaining blood on the ground. That was the trail left by the corpse during the ceremony.
The plastic paper of the ritual formation was burned, which did not mean that these blood stains were also burned.
"Go back. Just when we have never met before." Lin Sheng smiled softly.
The blond man looked at Lin Sheng's smile, and he didn't know how he always felt creepy. Can't help but take a step back.
"Afraid of a hair! Come out with a jammer, not just for extra money? As long as you get the information of Destiny Treasure, you can change a piece of black feather gold casually!"
The other person said coldly, stepping forward.
The blond man turned a deaf ear, and his mind was full of instant pictures of Lin Sheng's outbreak of evil energy during the day. The pace kept going back.
"Let's go on ... I ... I'm leaving ..." He was a little scared.
"Oh ... Bolin, do you want to escape?" A fat woman at the end blocked him in one step.
"So, you students are in trouble. It's just a little boy. If you die, you just keep on going."
Get ... kill? ? !! !!
All of a sudden quiet down.
Bolin's heart jumped, and immediately he knew it was bad, and he looked up at Lin Sheng.
In the moonlight, Lin Sheng's cheeks were in the shadows, and although a smile could still be seen faintly, the smile and the previous feeling were completely two qualities.
"Anyway, there are so many missing people every day, and it doesn't matter if you just kill one." One person pulled out a short knife, brushed a knife flower in the dark, and sneered.
There was a green light of evil energy beside him, striding towards Lin Sheng.