Xiao Shi didn't know that the fusion of the giant tide tokens would have a chain reaction, but he still felt the shaking of the earth,

Immediately rushed out of the cave.

Gu Ling also took out a black robe again and draped it on his body, and followed behind Xiao Shi to silently recover and recuperate his body.

"You'd better not fight with the master lightly now, otherwise it will trigger the poison pill to break out again! I haven't refined many pills for you, only three, you have to use them carefully!" Xiao Shi admonished with a solemn face.

"Don't you need my help?"

"Not for the time being! You better find a safe place to recover first! It's best to find the group of people I brought!" After speaking, Xiao Shi threw her a token.

"As long as you take this, they will naturally believe your words when the time comes!"

"Okay!" Gu Ling also knew that she was not helping Xiao Shi at all now, and even becoming a drag when encountering some tricky enemies.

Xiao Shi stopped talking, and his body suddenly rose into the air, flying straight towards the gray mountain peak in the distance.

On the other hand, Fang Dingtian can be described as unscrupulous after breaking through, although he now wants to find Xiao Shi and tell him what is strong and what strength is, but now the competition for the giant tide token is becoming more and more fierce, so he has to change his strategy.

All those who possess the Great Tide Token will gather at the Grey Peak, where the Island Spirit is born.

When the time comes, there will be an opportunity to repair Xiao Shi, and there is no need to rush for a while.

Just when Fang Dingtian made up his mind, there was a rapid sound of battle in the distance, and it seemed that a group of people were in trouble.

Fang Dingtian is now a six-rank being! Not to mention an invincible existence in this heaven and earth, it is definitely something that others dare not provoke easily, so he flew towards the place where the battle took place without any scruples.

"Who!"

Fang Dingtian flew over with such a swagger, it was difficult for the other party to pay attention even if he didn't want to!

"It turned out to be a group of foreign devils!" Fang Dingtian didn't have a good impression of these Westerners, and he couldn't help but look cold after seeing the other party's appearance.

Although there is a constant struggle in this world, there is nothing to say when you meet a Western monk, just drive them out!

This was already the consensus of the entire monk, and now it was touched by Fang Dingtian

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How can you easily spare these people?

"While I'm in a good mood, get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Westerner in the lead take out a giant tide token from the arms of a monk on the ground!

"What a boldness!" Just now he was just looking at these Western monks, and before he noticed what was going on, the scene in front of him made him tremble, roared angrily, and rushed straight towards the other party.

"Weng!"

The bodies of those knights who were following the Holy Son suddenly lit up with white light, blocking Fang Dingtian to death.

In Fang Dingtian's opinion, he was sure to win this level of impact, after all, he was a six-rank master, and these little knights could stop it?

But as it turned out, he was overthinking!

"Bang dang!" Fang Dingtian was like crashing into an iron wall!

Although he didn't suffer any serious damage, this was undoubtedly damaging to him, and it also made his face suddenly turn cold: "Pretending to be a ghost! It turned out that the formation was used, but the old man despised you a little!"

With a dry explanation, Fang Dingtian finally began to get serious.

And when Fang Dingtian began to use spells, a look of seriousness flashed in the Holy Son's eyes.

This is a master, unlike the group of people he destroyed just now, the old man in front of him is undoubtedly more dangerous.

"Be careful, this is a Chinese master!"

"Holy Son, rest assured, we will not defile the glory of the gods!" the paladin roared, and then a rich white light began to emanate from their bodies.

A paladin was nothing, but when the light emitted by these paladins fused together, that momentum actually made Fang Dingtian feel terrified!

"It's... What kind of strange spell is this! It's a bit peculiar! These Westerners can't be underestimated, but like stopping the old man, they want to be beautiful!

Fang Dingtian's magic technique was pinched, and countless flames were generated out of thin air, heading straight for those paladins and swept away.

"God gives me strength!"

The paladins shouted in unison, and the white light emanating from their bodies turned into a huge token, standing in front of them, unmoving, as the flames burned!

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"Huh, there are some doorways! try this again!" Fang Dingtian's attacks failed to work several times, and his old face was a little unable to let go, and with a casual move, a huge flame long sword formed on his back.

"I see if you can stop it!" With Fang Dingtian's angry shout, the flame sword began to tilt slowly, slashing towards the paladin on the ground!

The Holy Son couldn't help frowning when he saw this move, and a dodge appeared directly in front of the Flame Sword.

In the face of the awe-inspiring flame sword, the Holy Son's face was still calm as usual, and even with a faint smile and holiness.

"Please God give me the power! Holy Light Technique!"

A huge pillar of light was generated out of thin air, directly enveloping the Holy Son, and within the pillar of light, there were white light feathers flying down, looking extremely holy, with the pious face of the Holy Son, this place was not like a battlefield, but a prayer room.

"Pretend to be a ghost, give me death!" Fang Dingtian snorted coldly, and as soon as the magic trick in his hand changed, the flame long sword suddenly revealed its blade, and slashed at the Holy Son who was shrouded in the Holy Light Technique.

"Ding!"

The Flame Sword was actually resisted by the Holy Light Technique!

And just when Fang Dingtian was wrestling with the Holy Son, the paladin below also had a new move.

Between them knelt on one knee, the white light condensed on them began to condense little by little, and finally turned into a huge spear, the spear looked extremely blurry, and the pattern inside was not distinguishable at all, but the sharp feeling came clearly.

Around the spear, white flames rose out of thin air.

"Welcome to the Sharpshooter!" the paladins began to sing the battle song again, and the whole scene was filled with a sense of majesty and tragedy.

And in the middle of the song, the spear began to move.

The tip of the spear directly locked on Fang Dingtian.

That sharp feeling made Fang Dingtian's heart horrified, his eyes were full of horror, he had already broken through to the sixth grade, he thought that he could be powerful in this world, but he didn't expect that he would be at risk of his life as soon as he appeared on the stage!

Fang Dingtian was bitter in his heart, he really wanted to ask why this was the case! Why did he encounter this kind of thing as soon as he appeared on the stage!

It's a pity that no one will give him an answer, only the spear that suddenly attacked him!

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