In his heyday, Lao Wu is heroic, unprecedentedly magnificent, look at his gesture of stirring the blonde hair covering the corners of his eyes, you can know how proud this guy is today.

Today is the day of his bumper harvest, looking at the prepared airspace stone ring held by Amon and the others, Lao Wu smiled very kindly, and he was also very lewd.

Waving his hand to summon a light purple light curtain, floating in the void, extremely ethereal, forming a three-dimensional ring light curtain in an instant, the light curtain is constantly getting bigger, and the color is becoming more and more distinct.

The light purple light curtain brought up by Lao Wu's right hand trembled slightly, and the true yuan and spiritual power were violently consumed.

This is a skill that needs time to guide, it is easy to be interrupted, and there is no need to be like Deng Aowei's three styles of hegemony, a simple ordinary attack, as long as Lao Wu can't withstand it, it will lead to interruption.

For a full ten breaths, the portal was filled with lilac in the form of a ring, three feet above the ground, enough for ten people to enter side by side.

The deep swirl of circulation slowly rolled, as if there was a magical power in it, which seemed awe-inspiring.

Use psychic communication to communicate an uncertain space power, and then combine it with summoning to connect with the space channel to form a spatial gate, and the psychic summoning evolved from the two major inheritances makes everyone envious, which is indeed too noble, this skill.

"Please ——!"

The old black witch god, whose face was a little pale, waved his claws, and he was extremely gentlemanly.

Wen Yiming and the four girls walked to the portal first, turned around and waited for Lao Wu to finish his fortune and go together, the first time he used the portal summoned by Lao Wu, he still decided to go together.

Amon took the lead in handing over the prepared ring to Lao Wu, nodded, and said with a faint meaning in his smiling expression, "There is a future!"

The next one, the vice-captain Batar, has the same expression: "Don't live up to the talent given to you by God, do it well!"

Saiyaren handed over the ring, smiled weirdly, and said, "Good brother!"

Hao Tianxiao: "I wish you a long life!"

Yang Tianhao: "Chicken, remember to prevent thieves and thieves!"

Tong Qiang: "Be careful when walking at night!"

The last one was Cui Lang's turn, the super customer, touched the ring, and said, "Brother, don't be so ruthless, more than six billion, less?"

Lao Wu snorted, waved his big hand, full of pride, and said: "My own brother, you are embarrassed to speak, how can I not give face." ”

In Cui Lang's good expression, Lao Wu Zhengse said: "Give a whole number, 600,000, don't talk about it, let's hurry, hurry up...... Don't look at me with that murderous look, you're going to have to pay it back, right?"

Lao Wu is full of pride, squeezing his eyebrows and making eyes, looking cheap.

"Good, you have a kind!"

Cui Lang slapped an airspace stone ring on the palm of Lao Wu's hand, gritted his teeth and burst out a few words.

Lao Wu's eyebrows were upside down: "You still dare to shout, double by 12 billion!"

"Damn..."

"Who the are you? 24 billion!"

"You..."

"Hey, the way you grit your teeth, prodigal son, you obviously hold a grudge, 48 billion!"

"Poof——!

"Dare to spray Lao Tzu, are you complaining in disguise? 96 billion yuan!"

“...”

"If you don't speak, you will admit the debt, and put a handprint on this IOU, so as not to repay the debt in the future." ”

“...”

Everyone looked at Cui Lang who was about to faint, and they all said secretly: So ruthless!

The farce ended, the old black waist was bulging, and he returned with a full load, except for a little pocket money, all of which were handed over to Zhong Xiaoshan for safekeeping, and everyone looked at him speechlessly.

It's too unpursued, a lot of brothers are poor, just to please his wife, where is his moral conscience?

In the midst of everyone's devotion to slander, they stepped into the portal of purple light flow together, and gave a few people who bought the money for the road, and their feet were so loud that they wanted to stomp on Lao Wu's portal to vent their hatred.

In the purple mist, everyone felt that they had lost their sense of direction, and when the thick sense of weightlessness came, their eyes lit up.

Looking at the white and knee-high mist, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Lao Wu's heart was also a stone on the ground.

When summoning the portal, he retained two percent of his spiritual power, for fear that his full strength would cause the teleportation distance to be too far, and he would fall into the purple qi.

Because the Purple Qiya is at least three layers, if it belongs to the same space as the Sea of Clouds, if it randomly falls on the second or third layer of the Purple Qiya, it will be extremely pitted.

Now, Lao Wu turned around in a relaxed mood and stretched out his arms in front of everyone, proud like never before, looking ready to meet everyone's praise and praise.

"Haha..... Uh, you guys...?"

Lao Wu's laughter stopped abruptly, and he found that everyone's faces became extremely solemn in an instant, and the blades they sacrificed were like facing a great enemy.

Without looking back, he had already discovered from his spiritual perception that a tall and burly figure had walked out of the fog behind him.

"Situ Qianjian..."

Old Wuhan's hair exploded, and he hurriedly hid in the team, the witch god's claws popped out with a sonorous sound, and his back was chilled for a while, his current true yuan and spiritual power were only two percent, and Situ Qianjian's attack could not withstand the aftermath.

Situ Qianjian carried his hands behind his back, his wide cloth robe hunted in the white mist, his long hair was windless, and he stood in front of everyone, coldly scanning everyone.

The Annihilation Poker in Cui Lang's hand flipped quickly, looked at Lao Wu extremely depressed, and complained: "I actually have the face to accept Lao Tzu's front, Nima's skill is too pitiful, second goods!"

Lao Wu was speechless, Sai Yaren dragged the heavy stick and moved to Tong Qiang's side, and said in a low voice: "If Lao Wu's skill is a big move, the cliff is the most funny big move, it's just a pit!"

Tong Qiang waved his Ruyi shield, looked at Wen Yiming, who was standing at the front, and transmitted his voice to everyone, his voice was extremely solemn.

"Don't keep it, the limit explodes, Meng Ge is going to take us to run towards the Amani Cliffs, but we can't beat it!"

Among the thirteen people, nine people who were scattered in the Purple Qi Rim had not faced Situ Qianjian, and as far as the current situation was concerned, they only knew that their cultivation was higher, and it was already in the late stage of the limit.

God of War Seventh Floor!

Just in terms of cultivation, they also understand that Lao Wu really got home this time.

And Wen Yiming, Tong Qiang, Sai Yaren, and Hao Tianxiao felt it even more, Situ Qianjian improved not only his cultivation, but also a trace of black gas that overflowed slightly from his robe, which obviously coincided with what Tong Qiang said at the beginning, this guy is like a fish in water in the abyss of the cormorant, and while finding his way, not only does his cultivation increase sharply, but his combat power has been tempered by dead energy, and he knows that he is absolutely explosive without fighting.

"Amon, in what direction?"

Wen Yiming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he measured Situ Qiandao's combat power, and estimated that the opponent's sword could seriously injure him.

"Your two o'clock direction!"

Amon replied quickly.

Situ Qianjian slowly walked forward, and Chaowen Yiming, who was expressionless, said, "It can only be said that it is the will of heaven!"

Wen Yiming didn't retreat, his move would definitely trigger the other party's strong attack, and he could feel Situ Qianjian's vigorous fighting spirit and confidence.

"Prepare for relay teleportation after remote control release!"

If all the dragon souls are promoted to the god of war, it is estimated that there is still the power to fight, and there is not much chance at present, and the only way is to reach the Amani Cliff as soon as possible.

He believed that the thirteen people would definitely be able to escape by teleporting, but an extremely unsettling premonition had been haunting and lingering since Situ Qiandao appeared.

(End of chapter)