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The system can issue such a task, which means that it is impossible to deal with these players by relying only on the old man. It is conceivable how strong the ability of gray tones is.

These are all powers that immortal cultivators can't understand, and at the moment, the realm of this white-eyed old Taoist is the highest, and the rest are mostly junior disciples in the foundation building period, who have just entered the immortal path, where can they compare to the players who are currently experienced in a hundred battles.

Even Zhong Lan can easily deal with the rest of the disciples, let alone gray tones?

At present, if she wants to solve the dilemma of immortal cultivators, it is not enough to rely on Baimei Daoist alone, nor can she rely on Zhong Lan alone, what she has to do is to protect Baimei Daoist and protect her, so that immortal cultivators can be sure of victory.

She could see that Baimei Daoist had no determination to kill people at all, and all he wanted to do was "expel him".

This is also a joke, in the past, immortals could still kill people like hemp, but how could it be the turn of immortal cultivators to be so afraid of the way of heaven.

The more you care, the easier it is to plant demons.

Zhong Lan smiled, walked in front of the Baimei Daoist in a few steps, and said, "I'll go with you." ”

Seeing that the white-eyed old man frowned, he was about to have the intention of refutating, but when he opened his mouth, he was blocked by Zhong Lan's words.

"I'm like them, and I can do things you can't do."

The implication is that I will kill those you can't kill.

Zhong Lan is not afraid of bloody hands, but this old way is afraid, even if he has warned his subordinates that he is not afraid and would rather sacrifice his cultivation, but the slightest hesitation at the last moment can lead to two extreme endings.

Therefore, it is better for Zhong Lan to do it.

Listening to Zhong Lan's words, the white-eyed Daoist hesitated a little, but he finally nodded with difficulty.

This is the first time she has met and confronted the powerhouse in the Dawn Oriental Plate, Zhong Lan is certainly excited, but in the face of such a dangerous scene, she understands more clearly: Be careful, you may die.

When the master fights, as long as the difference is a fraction, it will be difficult to turn over.

Fortunately, she has a white-eyed Taoist as a helper on her side.

After staying away from the pile of cultivators, Zhong Lan revealed her true face, and she said in a sneer tone, "Will you play support?" ”

Baimei Daoren was stunned, and he didn't expect the other party to ask him such a question. He had been cultivating for hundreds of years, and his strength was far higher than that of ordinary cultivators.

No one would ever tell him to play as an assistant.

He was a little stunned and asked, "Auxiliary...... Do you mean to call me to assist you? ”

Zhong Lan glanced at him, as if he was asking an idiotic question.

"Of course."

"But ......"

Zhong Lan directly planned the words of the Baimei Daoist, and asked rhetorically, "Won't you cultivators assist?" For example, give me speed, strength, or healing. ”

When Zhong Lan said this, she was completely talking nonsense, she had already seen the data of the Baimei Daoist with the eye of identification, this NPC is a standard output, but there is a state that is: in the face of players, his strength will be suppressed by fifty percent.

This is the reason why Zhong Lan is reluctant to let him output and ask him to assist.

Fifty percent of his suppressed ability, coupled with his determination to kill people, it would be a dead end to let him go out and fight against Gray Tone.

Therefore, Zhong Lan plans to fight hard.

In order to complete this ring mission, she must work hard.

Her life is worth much, so she must not die.

She glanced at the white-eyed Daoist, who immediately understood what she meant. The latter said: "I will, but I am not very knowledgeable in this area." ”

"It's okay." Zhong Lan smiled, "Just remember to make sure I don't die." You get the idea. ”

Zhong Lan's tone was quite condescending, but the white-eyed Daoist couldn't get angry, he met Zhong Lan's pitch-black pupils and nodded.

In the next second, Zhong Lan's face suddenly changed, and his originally tall figure became a lot shorter because of his hunched waist, and even the white-eyed Daoist was quite surprised.

Because even he can't see the truth of this mask.

And during the long day of disguise, her face reappeared as a submissive look, and after explaining to the white-eyed Taoist, she lowered her head and carefully followed behind the white-eyed Taoist.

And at this time, the gray tones with a sinister face had already brought the elite troops over.

"Alone?" The gray-toned gaze crossed the face of the white-eyed Daoist, and then glanced at Zhong Lan behind him with a sneer, "Two." ”

Zhong Lan lowered his head and said busily: "Boss, right...... I'm sorry, if I don't, they'll kill me! ”

Zhong Lan played the fear and fear vividly, even the white-eyed Daoist almost thought that he had done something coercive.

But the mockery in the gray tone was even worse, almost the moment he saw the long day, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and a bright light flashed from the sharp tip.

This sword has an aura.

Even Zhong Lan couldn't help but gasp, she was already pale and trembling for a long time.

And when the white-eyed Daoist saw this sword, he couldn't help but be stunned. The mouth was already exclaiming: "This is a high-grade magic weapon!" ”

It's been a few years since a cultivator has ascended, so where in the world is there such a high-grade magic weapon? What kind of adventure did this kid experience, and he actually got a high-grade magic weapon.

Moreover, this sword has a spirit, and the user is talented and murderous, but I am afraid that the sharpness of this sword is much more terrifying than imagined.

The faces of the Baimei Dao people have calmed down, their cultivators rarely have the opportunity to fight with these players, and they usually drive some peripheral disciples or some human warriors to fight with them, and when they see it today, the Baimei Daoist understands the horror of these people.

This sword alone is not comparable to ordinary people.

"Girl, can you?" The white-eyed Taoist frowned and whispered to Zhong Lan.

"Even if not, is there still a chance to back off?" Zhong Lan rolled his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "What are you afraid of?" Now it's up to you to help. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhong Lan walked forward step by step, and under the fierce gaze of the players in front of him, a sneaky smile appeared on Chang Bai's face.

The sword in the gray tone hand was even worse, and it seemed that as long as Zhong Lan took one step further, he would be shattered into thousands of pieces.

But Zhong Lan walked to the middle and said, "Gray tone, aren't you curious about who killed the people in your station?" ”

Hearing this, the gray tone squinted.

He originally looked down on this traitor, and he never took him seriously, but listening to his words, it seems that the players in the garrison were not killed by cultivators?

So what is it......

One of the players behind the gray tone immediately shouted: "Long daylight, if you dare to vote for a sincere cultivator, just wait for death!" ”