Zhang Qian nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, teacher." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I'm sure I'll be able to rush out, as long as the Purple Blood Sword is in my hand. At this time, the wound caused by Xu Min's killing dagger had also begun to slowly recover, and Zhang Qian moved his hands and feet.

Odin nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, then I'll start summoning the Purple Blood Sword now, and I'll remember later, as soon as the Purple Blood Sword appears, I will return to the Purple Blood Sword to cultivate, and the enchantment on the iron door will naturally be unraveled, and you can just rush out." ”

"Understood, teacher. ”

Odin's mouth began to recite a jerky incantation, and his whole person began to glow with a faint silver light. His hands also began to draw some symbols in the air. A silver light appeared in mid-air, and then slowly cracked a gap about half a meter in the middle.

This gap slowly opened as Odin's spiritual power continued to rise. It wasn't until it opened into a circle that Odin's spiritual power stopped climbing and remained in a stable state. Then Odin turned his head to look at Zhang Qian and motioned for Zhang Qian to get ready.

Zhang Qian approached directly from the side, looked at this spatial crack cautiously, and nodded.

Suddenly, the crack in the space began to vibrate violently, and the entire space in the room seemed to vibrate. Zhang Qian stared at this crack tightly, he could feel that the connection between the purple blood sword and him became stronger and stronger, the purple light bloomed, and the purple blood sword burst out of the crack and stopped steadily in Zhang Qian's hand.

At this time, Odin suddenly disappeared, turning into a red light and rushing towards the purple blood sword. The mysterious spatial crack also collapsed and disappeared directly because of the loss of the person who maintained it.

When Zhang Qian got the purple blood giant sword, he didn't hesitate to directly pick up Xu Min, and directly kicked open the iron door, and rushed out before the guards could react.

Quickly moving in the aisles of the castle, as long as he encountered the guards, he directly waved the purple blood giant sword to clean it up, and for a while, those low-level guards could not get close to Zhang Qian's body.

……

In the gloomy room, the golden-robed man looked at an empty stone platform, frowning slightly. said to himself: "This feeling is very familiar~ very familiar." Who could it be?"

The purple-clothed warrior and the red-clothed woman came in at this time, half-knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Report to the prince, that kid is now trapped in a room, but there is a space to seal the enchantment on the door, and we can't enter it for the time being." ”

The prince turned around, looked at the two people in front of him lightly, and said, "Is there a spatial sealing enchantment?

There weren't a few of them, and I was a little bit interested. ”

The woman in red said reverently: "Prince, don't bother you, I will catch that kid for you." ”

The prince glanced at them coldly, raised his voice a little, and said, "Oh, you caught it, how did you catch it?" They have now left the room, and are moving at high speed near the door of the castle, do you know this?"

The woman in red and the warrior in purple were shocked at the same time, raised their heads to look at the prince, and said with an expression of disbelief on their faces: "What! He ran away? No way, we have arranged for a lot of guards to guard the door, and if he runs out, it will not be so fast." ”

The prince snorted coldly: "Hmph, not only did I run out, but I also stole the Purple Blood Divine Sword! ”

The two glanced at the stone platform, which was indeed empty. Then the whole body lay on the ground, not daring to speak, but trembling silently, for fear that the prince would kill himself in a rage.

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With the sharpness and strength of the Purple Blood Sword, Zhang Qian quickly rushed out to surround him. Maybe it was because Zhang Qian and the others had been immune to the soul flute just now, so this time they didn't use the soul flute to attack, but only used those puppet guards to encircle. Otherwise, Zhang Qian would not have come to the hall of the castle so smoothly.

The gate to get out is right in front of you, and you can teleport out in an instant as long as you walk one or two hundred meters further. But things can't be so simple, just when Zhang Qian thought he had succeeded, suddenly a flower in front of him, the purple-clothed warrior suddenly appeared in front of him, with an iron fist, in such a close distance, Zhang Qian could only avoid the vital parts, but he still ate this blow of iron fist, and was bombarded back more than a dozen steps before stopping.

Spit blood and looked up at each other, this time in addition to the purple-clothed warrior and the red-clothed woman, there was another person in gold. This person is obviously completely different from the other two, in addition to the clothing, even the temperament is very strong, and the two people around him seem to be just his subordinates.

Zhang Qian sensed his strength slightly, but as if there was no such person in front of him, he couldn't sense anything at all. But there was a voice in his head that said, "Demigod-level master... It's him!"

Zhang Qian had some doubts: "Who is he?"

"An old man, very powerful, it seems that this time there is trouble. If there's a chance to go out, I'll tell you again. Odin's tone was very cautious.

Zhang Qian tied Xu Min on his back a little tighter with a rope, and then held the purple blood giant sword tightly and stared at the other party tightly.

Wang Hou looked at the young man in front of him with interest, and said with a playful smile on his face: "It turned out to be you, although you only showed up for a moment, but I still sensed it, old friend!" he said slowly, but in the end, the three words of the old friend were extremely heavy.

Zhang Qian looked at this person inexplicably and said, "Who are you, I don't know you at all, and you're not your friend at all." ”

The prince looked at Zhang Qian with straight eyes, but Zhang Qian felt that he was looking at himself at all.

"Yes, yes, I don't know you either, the old friend I'm talking about is not you, and the spatial ability on your body should belong to you, right?" After speaking, a mysterious smile appeared on the prince's face.

Zhang Qian looked at the other party cautiously, and his steps began to retreat: "Who are you?"

"I, who I am, even if I say it, you won't necessarily know, but people on your continent generally call people like me Oriental Warlocks. Wang Hou smiled coldly, although it was a smile, but Zhang Qian couldn't feel a trace of emotion on his face.

"Oriental Warlock?" Zhang Qian had never heard of this term.

At this time, there was some impatience on the prince's face, and he moved and said: "Old friend, how long do you have to hide, do you have to ask me to invite you out myself!"