An ordinary master might be confused by the deep aura of authority, but Ouyang Dao would not, he was a systematic, named after the god of the sea. The sea power of this young man must have arisen by chance, their occupation was not proportionate, the occupation itself was still at the elite stage, although the power of the masters, but hypocrisy. This kind of master has no drawbacks against low levels, and the same level can also hold on for a while, but pierce at a high level.

The young man wanted to scare Ouyang Dao away by force, but considering his physical condition, it was hard not to suspect that it was a play. Captain Difarns' purpose was to let this young man show his natural strength, and let Ouyang Dao and the teacher know that they could not rely on the master's strength to do whatever they wanted on the journey. Ouyang Dao thought for a while and felt that this was a good opportunity, but in his own situation, he didn't try to refute it.

The more the merrier, after this young man showed his master's strength, the high-level, Ouyang Dao's master was leaving. However, most of the time, being polite and easy-going does not bring calm. Grumpy, strong and powerful, it calms both sides.

"No one will apologize for what they did," laughed the greasy captain, probably trying to make the rest of the journey less troublesome, but patience has a limit.

Bang! An invisible threat appeared, the threat from the higher creatures awakened the fear latent in the veins of all living beings, the greasy captain fell to his knees with a thud, Ouyang Dao sneered and walked away. Ouyang Dao was happy to leave, leaving the young man alone in the predicament. Considering his strength, it's time to teach Ouyang Dao a lesson, otherwise this show will be over. But the so-called blood is thicker than water, and the professionals whose blood is thicker than water are really strong, with Ouyang Dao of dragon blood, the young man knows that they are not matched, and at most they can reach a draw.

A draw is still a good thing, but once the process shows a strong and dry nature, let alone maintaining order on this trip, even the two of them are confident. The young man was full of remorse. If he knew, he wouldn't do anything to humiliate himself. What if the two masters fool around on the ship? At most, other guests will be dissatisfied.

Now that we have arrived, the guests will not be in danger, they are all in trouble. The young man stood there, neither motionless nor motionless, his face pale and blue. Ouyang Dao thought it was funny, and the old master also thought it was funny.

"Now, a little offense, don't be angry," the old master said, turning his voice and taking Ouyang Dao away, he glanced at the young man. The young man breathed a sigh of relief and replied with some embarrassment, Ouyang Dao and the old man walked out of the captain's room and laughed at each other.

Then, without too much trouble, without too much trouble, Ouyang Dao and the old master jumped down from the wings of the empty airship, and the air fell on their faces. On the empty airship, the young man saw a complicated vision, and what he saw today was his secret luck.

Avon: Let's not do this anymore: "What if we don't?" You forgot cam. Once again, no one will be able to be our little airship

"Avon obviously doesn't want to do this, except for Ouyang Dao and his crew, they are stronger than countless ship owners, and their reputation for safety and stability is inseparable from the smooth operation of the airship so far." Well," the young man sighed, he could not convince his companion.

"Let's go, let's go, I'll be more careful next time, it won't happen again," Avon said, dragging the young man on his final journey. Ouyang Dao and the old master fell from a height, the wind roared in their ears, and the air in their lungs pressed against their throats, Ouyang Dao felt very uncomfortable.

Bang! The two fell, and a big pit was opened in the grass under their feet, and Ouyang Dao wiped off the dirt and saw the old master angrily. The latter was covered with a transparent shield to block the falling and splashed soil, and the old master was relaxed and smiled at Ouyang Dao. "Let's get out of here, the staircase is too noisy, someone should come and take a look," Ouyang Dao said as he stared at the sanctimonious old man.

One day, one month, one year, one day, the master didn't help me. After +1 and +1 left, a set of hour-long photos soon came to the steppe where they fell. Leading the way was a young man with blonde hair and a mask, who called each other by their code names. "Thief, investigate the situation" Looking at the huge hole, the leader of the "Chief Knight" looked up at the sky, thinking that it might be the hand over there. didn't leave any clues, I could only roughly know that it was two people, and they should have been away for more than ten minutes"

More than ten minutes? Did we meet on the way here?" We didn't look closely, and if the other side had a hidden means, it would be difficult for us to catch up," the knight muttered, their coming here was purely accidental, but we can't rule out the possibility that someone deliberately lured them here.

"Go first, don't be a target for latecomers" As soon as the four people ran up, the thief who was walking in front was wrong, his eyes widened, and he raised the three throwing knives in his hand. In the tall grass of half a man, several figures in camouflage uniforms jumped up, dodging the daggers thrown by the thief while running on the straw.

"Don't fight!" The knight commander ordered, and immediately after that, he swung his sword at the last of the incoming camouflage suits, which seemed to be the color of chameleon's skin, as his surroundings changed. "Bastard of the Rogue Guild," the Knight Commander whispered, his color-changing technique was already the Badge of Honor of the Rogue Guild long before Ouyang Dao and the Old Master landed, and there was a lot of friction between the Knights and the Thieves' Guild. Each side has its own wounds, and the thieves' guild will add members of this secret organization to their death lists, as the organization is so tightly knit that each encounter leaves at least a few severed limbs. Bang! The sound of weapons colliding on the grassland, the hands of both sides fought cautiously, and the sound of Ouyang Dao and the old master falling was very loud, they would not be the only guests.

"Yo yo, behold, the ants and the bees are having a good time" Just as the secret society is fighting against the gang of thieves, two mysterious figures appear on the other side of the grassland. One of them was covered in colored balls, and a smiling face was painted on his face.

"Joker, don't waste time" Next to the clown is a middle-aged man, dressed in black skin

Clothed, bald, no beard, no eyebrows, neatly dressed, quick in movement.

"Killer, don't you care about your little apprentice? This time the Thieves' Guild sent a lot of old friends to deal with their little organization Clown, grinning, and the killer's face turned happy as he recalled the days when he was hunted down a long time ago. "Don't waste your time on things that don't matter, and don't forget about your boss's orders"

"Hah!" The clown snorted and rubbed his fingers against the paint, as if to hurt his skin. "Don't forget who I'm hurting, old man!" As he spoke, the clown's voice distorted with excitement, revealing a female voice, hidden in a shrill laugh. The killer's expression remained the same, but the words lost their power.

"Mission over, play with you"

"Hey, hey, hey!" I know, I know," they said, from the grass to the center of the battlefield, when Ouyang Dao and the old master landed, the pit was bright, and the clowns and killers looked at the pit, and their faces changed slightly. The average pro player can't see anything from the pit, because although the pit is big, the second-level pro player will cause this level of damage, so they won't see the strength of the latecomer. But the clowns and killers, always outside, often jumped from airships during missions, their observations of the potholes were logical, and they were able to roughly summarize the capabilities of those who descended. "It's not good," the killer said to himself, with no smile on the clown's face.

Judging by the depth and width of the pit, the two men who came down were not below them, at least not at their best. "No, I have to raise the price, I won't do it!" The clown muttered to himself, and the killer nodded, but his eyes kept wandering around.

"What are you looking at? Are you looking at your two little apprentices?" The clown suddenly lost his temper, and the murderer, with a submissive look on his face, whispered, We must know where these two people belong. We can't go now."

"Stop!" The clown sat on the ground, lying on his side on the grass, full of confidence, and even if they were discovered, these casual movements would not cause any trouble.

Boom!

There was a loud noise on the other side of the plain, and many golems began to sweep from the farthest distance, and every professional on the plain was within the sweep range. Attacking everything without scruples, only the only active local archaeological association dared to do so.

The discoverer was a member of the Archaeological Society. It wasn't until later that news came out that there were more rogue guilds and small factions, that the manpower of secret societies was hidden, and that the Archaeological Society was severely hit by several forces at one point. Since then, the association has sent more staff and worked with schools and local hunter associations. In the end, a triple structure is formed.

Among them, the archaeological society is the strongest, the thieves association is the best at hiding, and the members of the secret society hide in the archaeological society, not knowing when they will jump out. With the arrival of the archaeological alliance, the warring parties lost their sense of battle, and the clown and murderer hid in the steppe for a while, and then breathed a sigh of relief. It is almost certain that the two new masters were not members of the archaeological society.