Chapter 698: Hanyue hook tops the sky

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Domi looked very simple this time, gritted his teeth and marked out 800 points for Lao Qian.
He knew that they were both old, treacherous and cunning people, and what they wanted was the word "profit", and what great ideals he wanted to use. Finally, words like the Lord God would impress the person in front of him, and it was not much different from playing the piano against a bull.
Outside the soundproof enclosure, the faces of the three turtles changed from the hideous murderous intent to the three of them looking at each other, grinning.
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This is the old money they know.
If you want to use me, take advantage first!
As for whether things are going to be done or not, it depends on the mood.
Even if I encounter the dark of the Tiegen Group, I just can't save him, so what?
If it is a few god-level masters who are chasing that hidden line, and the brothers also sillyly ran up to die, wouldn't it be a stupid plus three?
"What's his name? What does it look like?"
The benefits are full. The old money has now entered the topic.
If you don't ask the hidden line's name again. It is estimated that he will go crazy on the spot.
"His name is Sorge. He is tall and handsome. He is elegant and graceful.
of course. He will certainly not die in his true colors. You only need to pay attention to the height of the place you encounter. Characters with grace and calmness will do.
It's a secret sign------"
Domi's lips moved slightly, and he told Lao Qian the secret code of the joint. As a spy, there would never be anything ridiculous about his identity.
Before leaving, he reminded the old Qian: "Be careful, this is the worm valley in the legend of Motianling. Every hundred years or a different time, there will be a large number of worms here, and then mysteriously disappear.
As for the specific time of the bug's appearance, no one can accurately predict. "
Said that the whole individual turned into a blue spark, and after a few jumps, it disappeared into the night sky.
He also has to rush to search several other valleys.
At this point, under the pressure of Guangming Mountain, the remaining members of the Iron Gen Group who can participate in the search for Sorge are all iron rods from the Lord Biyou God plane.
There are quite a few relatives and friends who stay in the plane controlled by the Lord Biyou.
Therefore, even when the Ironwood Group on the Gallon Plane has been weakened by a real polished rod, it still has no hesitation in participating in such a dangerous move.
"Old money, do we really help him find it?"
Zhu Yi saw that the blue flame had disappeared into the night sky and asked the old money.
The turtle sneered.
"Look? Find a poo bird."
Old Qian poohed and spit on a rock, adding another hole in the rock.
"Look, what kind of official are they? The centurion who meets the centurion will be a higher level. What are we?
I'm just a captain. I'm not even a captain. If you help him, you will have your share of the credit?
Promote you to a tenth chief or a centurion. "
The old money robbed Zhu Yi unceremoniously.
Zhu Yi is like this, usually with flexible heads.
It's just that as soon as I see a bigger official, I can't walk, I always want people to appreciate the red top.
Being able to become a centurion in the Bifu Army can be regarded as a good return home among the widely distributed colleagues.
"Official fan! If you hadn't followed Lao Tzu, you would have died hundreds of times."
Old Qian cursed unhappily in his heart.
Zhu Yi also knew that he was annoying the boss.
He also closed his mouth interestingly.
The setting sun shone weakly in the valley.
This is already the third day into the valley.
The strange thing is that the speed of the spirit mage and the group of information passed from the investigation of the fantasy, the slower.
If a group of elf wizards have the secret technique to track Ao Li, it means that Ao Li's speed has become very slow.
Is it injured, or is it about to reach the destination?
Or is there another conspiracy?
That Sorge didn't even see a shadow.
With ever-increasing concerns, in the valley where the sun sets, finally found anomalies.
Between the chaotic and sparse grass, there are dozens of corpses scattered across the side. Each corpse is exactly the same as it died, and the two temples are dripping with blood, which is terrible.
Finally there is fun to see.
Except for Vidona who still showed an unbearable look, the others were all excited.
As the forces and masters involved in tracking Ao Li became more and more revealed, several people felt that even if there were any benefits to Ao Li, they would not have their turn.
Since it is good, there is not much hope, watching the excitement becomes a booster to support the advancement in this desolate land.
After a few more miles, a large colorful rock stood silently in the middle of the valley.
From the degree of weathering of this gorgeous big stone, the thick + on it, and the densely covered various openings of different sizes, it can be inferred that this stone has not known how many years have passed.
Nearly a hundred monks of all colors surrounded this big rock and formed a circle.
In the dark night, the old Qian also joined this circle of people.
The monk next to him just glanced at Lao Qian and them, and raised his alert level without saying anything.
It seems that this hundred people belong to the faction, but
of.
However, there was almost no one in Baiduhao.
An atmosphere of dead silence and fear enveloped the boulder and the circle of people surrounding it.
Suddenly, a voice that resembled Jiao Lei said; "That three-handed immortal must be hiding in this stone. Friends, please flash a little bit. Our family is going to split the boulder!"
The noise stopped, but no one moved. The one who spoke was a fat ascetic with draped hair. He wore an ascetic-style robe, but the robe was entirely composed of gold, red, gold and red silk threads. There was a lot of gold and red clouds. At first glance, the protective effect was very good. .
A silver crescent shovel in his hand is extremely large, with countless twisted fire-red runes on it. As for the weight, it is hard to say, maybe a few hundred catties or even a few thousand catties!
The ascetic wore a pair of blue eyes like cold _, swept away the close monks, and said again: "Get out of the way, everyone!"
A high-pitched voice said, "These are not three-year-olds present. If you want to hack, you can do it. Why pretend to be!"
The ascetic with hair turned around abruptly, his eyes swept to the hair, and shouted: "Which sir?"
"It's just a little bit!"
A middle-aged man with a bard's beam came out swayingly.
"Who do you think you are?"
The wholesale ascetic spouts disdainfully.
"What is your excellency?
I am an eternal obedience. "
The middle-aged bard reported his name.
As soon as the name of the eternal obedience came out, there was a commotion in the circle of people.
Obviously, this eternal submissive has a lot of reputation.
"I am Yang Dingtian, the master of Cangshan Juyang Hall!"
The wholesale ascetic said proudly.
The middle-aged bard looked disdainful: "The toads in the ravine want to eat the swan meat of Tiansha City?"
The master of Cangshan Juyang Hall was furious!
For the first time insulting in front of Qun Xiu, how could he bear such a tone?
"Then you can taste the toad first."
After that, the crimson talisman culture of the silver giant shovel rounds makes the crimson shovel shadow, layered on top of each other, like a crimson moon mountain, with the high temperature of molten gold and iron, pressing the eternal obedience. under.
It's like a volcano, appearing out of thin air.
The monks standing next to the two leaped away so that they would not suffer from the fish while watching the play.
Where is the eternal obedience?
With a wave of his hand, a cyan hook-shaped brilliance is like a cyan crescent moon, with infinite chill, like the moon in the sky shining on the earth.
A flash and a twist in the air draw a circle like a full moon.
The Moon Mountain, layered on top of each other like a volcano, has been twisted to pieces by this blue moon-like circle, like flaming magma fragments ejected from the volcano, flying in the air.
As soon as the infinite chill of the cyan hook came out of the circle of people around it, a chilling heart suddenly exclaimed, this thing is a treasure.
Under the cyan hook, it shattered the hot shadow of the volcano.
It makes most people feel fearful.
This eternal obedience really lives up to the name.
"Ding------"
A very long sound, as if after the echo that resounded through the valley.
The fat wholesale ascetic monk stepped aside, the expression on his face was uncertain, slightly pale.
Above the corner of his mouth, there was a trace of blood.
On the thick fire-patterned silver shovel, there was a deep and long scratch.
Obviously, the big fat ascetic monk's fire-patterned silver shovel was not the opponent of the blue hook in the middle-aged monk's hand.
"Relying on the magic weapon, it's a fart!"
Yang Dingtian felt sorry for the magic weapon and refused to give up.
Immediately yelled.
"Hmph, the cultivation base is not good, and I can brush my mouth better than me. Could it be that the hall master of your Juyangtang can't get up with the giant sun in his mouth?"
It's the turn to brush his mouth, who is the eternal obedience of a bard who is afraid of?
"Woohoo---"
A third middle-aged monk, wearing a gold-bottomed mountain pattern robe, just rushed out and surrounded the eternal obedience.
"Insult our hall master, then use your blood to repay it!"
A middle-aged monk said grimly.
Yang Dingtian's mouth showed a smirk. I'm a lot worse than you, so what?
There are so many little brothers, and you are dead!
The cyan hook in the hands of the eternal obedience flickered, a gleam of brilliance was like a moon, and the eyes of the surrounding four people squinted~EbookFREE.me~ Then, he smiled faintly and intentionally: "Rights and wrongs are justified. What do you mean by the four?
Let’s go heads up together, whatever! "
The four of them hummed angrily, and they didn't make a move yet.
I heard a loud shout from the sidelines: "Okay! It's a man! Today I will stage a good show of slaughtering a dog with a hook!
I'll buy you a drink after all! "
Yang Dingtian wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, only to feel a flame, and rushed to the top door.
Turning his head to see, among the crowd on the sidelines, a monk in Tsing Yi raised his right arm and raised his thumb high.
Not only that, but for fear that others will not see him, this monk in Tsing Yi stepped forward two steps! (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please log in to anm, there are more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)