Chapter 755: Bet (3) seeking a monthly ticket

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"Destroyers, but relying on external forces to strengthen themselves, if they have not destroyed the armor, they are nothing." Another master sneered.
For the top powerhouses, the destructors are nothing but opportunistic ways to gain strength. They are at the bottom of their hearts, and they are very dismissive of the power of the deceased. The reason why today is all out, It was just that I received the order of the Holy Dragon Emperor and had to do it.
"If I say, why do we have to shoot so many people, as long as Master Yue is out of the horse, then the yellow-haired girl is not a hand?"
The guards on the side are trembled and listened to the dozens of masters. You said a word to me, and the worthy of the awe-inspiring annihilator is worthless.
He knew in his heart that these people are all true masters.
In the early years, when the Grand Princess had just recruited Warfare into the side of the guards, she was once curious, and the deceased and the thirteen people in this elders were high and low.
As a result, the elders only had one of the youngest strongmen. With only one trick, they would be able to fall into the ground with the smashing armor of the smashing armor. It was only three months before they got up in bed.
In this regard, it is still the result of the strong man who left the seven-point force.
The disparity between the deceased and the strength of these thirteen people has been very clear from that moment.
Master Yue smiled and just prepared to say something, but suddenly saw the entrance to the main hall. A huge stone statue slowly came out. On the stone statue, he sat proudly with a handsome girl.
The monsoon smoked slowly walked out of the palace on the stone statue, and looked up and swept away. There were tens of thousands of guards standing in front of her eyes. Her mouth slightly smirked a smile, but her face was not timid and fearful.
"You are the monsoon smoke?" Suddenly, a low voice was introduced into the ears of the monsoon smoke.
When the monsoon smoke looked up, he saw the thirteen old men standing in front of the guards, and this was exactly what one of them said.
The monsoon smoke does not know who the other party is, but the strong man who is next to the monsoon smoke sees the identity of the other party at a glance.
"Not good, it is Duanmu!" The brawny frowned.
"Who?" The monsoon smoke is very strange to this name.
The strong man suppressed the voice: "Duanmu is the peak of the Master's pulse. It is rumored that he has now reached the realm of the Holy Magic, and is the supreme strongman who is only one step away from the French god!"
The monsoon smoke raised his eyebrows slightly.
The Master is divided into eight realms, from the magic apprentice, the primary magician, the intermediate magician, the senior magician, the magician, the great magician, the holy magic guide, and the highest is the law.
In the rumors, as long as you reach the top realm of each profession, you can have the power to match the gods.
Duanmu has now reached the realm of the Holy Magic, only one step away from the Fa.
Like the Leiqin that was encountered before the monsoon smoke, the talent is very smart since childhood, but now, it is just the realm of the intermediate magician. Compared with the strength of Duanmu, it is not worth mentioning.
"Small girl, you have to be careful, the strength of this raft is not the same." The brawny's brow wrinkled, he did not think that the Holy Dragon Emperor even the people like Duanmu gave them out.
"Is the holy magic guide?" The monsoon smoked a light smile, his eyes directly on the eyes of Duanmu.
"Yes, I am the monsoon smoke."