Chapter 48 The unfathomable is the gate of heaven

The people who listened to it were stunned for a moment, and some of the terms were not quite understood.

But I think it's really lofty.

The corners of the broken boss's mouth twitched slightly, because of this set, this Wang Daxia has been talking for a whole day, so he has the fluency and style at this time.

"For a while!" Eradicating the traitor and eliminating the evil king, the hero recited it again, and he felt that some of the tone and posture were not in place, since he was already a deacon, in addition to the inner disciple's Yu Lu, there was also the deacon's Yu Lu, so he had to work hard, he decided not to sleep tonight, and recited it again for a night, and tomorrow he would make the master satisfied, showing the momentum of Tianmen.

"That's amazing! This gate of heaven is not in this world? Although he didn't understand it, Master Wang was still completely shocked, and he spent a long time digesting what the other party said, and when he reacted, no one was there?

Report it yourself immediately!

No, it doesn't seem to be necessary, even that adult has become his disciple, so why bother with himself.

"Oops!" He suddenly sounded his mission, to ask about the illusion trial?

After hesitating, he still didn't dare to disturb the deacon!

They are no small farmers anymore.

That's the person in charge here.

We can only wait for tomorrow.

This tone turned out to be a little more jealous, this is not a powerful Jianghu Division, the master should have.

"Another world?" Master Wang's expression changed again and again, as if he had heard of something like that.

"The connection is still looming! Bloody eyes can't be cast, my bloodthirsty flute. At this time, the knife is sensing and thinking about contact, which is too weak to do it at the moment.

At this time, he was a little worried, if anyone hid the bloodthirsty magic flute, it wouldn't take many years, and the connection with himself would be severed.

Probably not, there are treasures that don't need to be used.

"Forget it, don't think about it, at least it's not destroyed, there is hope." The knife comforted himself like this.

"Whoosh!" At this time, the fugitive, the former master of Liu, sneezed at the dozens of thieves blocking the road in front of him.

The leader is still third-rate, which is very good.

"Haha, this kid has a calm face, do you still think he is a second-rate master?" There were bandits laughing.

"Huh! It should be a third-rate person, and he is also a master, but in front of our boss, the third-rate peak, and our brothers, we can only kneel. ”

Ha ha!

The thieves laughed, since the boss broke through to the third-rate, to the peak of the third-rate, it has only been a few years, and these years are the most comfortable years for everyone.

The owner of the village, a third-rate master, was just about to speak.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a streamer shot away.

Instantly submerged into the throat.

"Second-rate master?" This owner of the village fell to the ground in disbelief, he had never seen such a second-rate shot in his life? But when he died?

When he fell, his body was as dry as a corpse.

This is a third-rate martial artist, and he can be regarded as a hegemon here, if he is not careless, he may not be able to avoid the throwing of second-rate internal strength, after all, the fugitive is not proficient in the way of hidden weapons.

What's more, the bloodthirsty magic flute is not a secret weapon.

With a wave of his hand, the fugitive flew back and fell into his hand.

Seeing that the crack on the bloodthirsty magic flute had completely recovered, a smile appeared on the corner of the fugitive's mouth, it was indeed a magical treasure.

After only killing five third-rate people, this baby has never entered the stream to reach the third rate, and can help himself.

This reminded him of the disappointment he felt when he first used this treasure, at that time, although the magic sound of this bloodthirsty magic flute was magical, it could easily break free even for the third rate, and it was basically unaffected, and it was basically like a chicken rib for himself as a second-rate.

But now, it can already affect the third rate, so is it far from affecting the second rate?

The bloodthirsty magic flute was held in his hand, and a trace of heat poured into his body.

"It's been a month of penance." The fugitive, whose face flushed slightly, resisted the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart.

"What's more, there is also the anti-heaven effect of improving cultivation, and it must not be leaked out."

"Ahh The stunned bandits finally reacted.

The owner of the village is dead?

The owner of the third-rate peak is dead?

How is this possible?

How can there be stronger people in this small place?

"Run!" Some people fled, and this one took the lead, and the other nearly 100 bandits all fled.

Disdain crossed his mouth, and the fugitive put the bloodthirsty flute to his mouth and blew it gently.

Soon the bandits fell to the ground one by one, and soon they were all dead.

If it weren't for this treasure, even if he was second-rate, he wouldn't have the confidence to kill them all.

Within a certain range, blood seeped out of the pores, and it sank into the bloodthirsty magic flute like a swallow returning to its nest.

The bloodthirsty magic flute that has absorbed a large amount of essence blood is bright red and crystalline, but although there are many of them, their strength is poor, and there are very few benefits that can be brought to second-rate fugitives.

Even so, the fugitives were already very satisfied.

He quickly hid the corpse, and then quickly walked off into the distance.

As the former head of the Jianghu Division, this fugitive is well aware of the strength of the imperial court.

He knew that it was impossible for him to escape, and he had planned to join that special team, and the court's pursuit would be canceled.

But now.

I just need to break through to the first-class, such a master, in terms of what I do, the court will definitely recruit peace.

Thinking of this, the corners of the fugitive's mouth brought a smile again, but there was no pause in his feet.

Under the full speed of a second-rate master.

Farther and farther away, even though the bloodthirsty magic flute was recovering and deepening the connection, but under the influence of distance, the sense of the knife and the bloodthirsty magic flute was still gradually weakening.

The fugitives don't know that there is a magical presence that cares about them, and they think about it almost every night.

After a night of contact, the hero of the eradication of the evil king became more proficient in his business, and when the master of the king came to him, he once again showed the power of Tianmen.

After settling his posture, there was a long list again, and the words were more fluent than yesterday's.

The corners of the broken boss's mouth twitched again, because it was exactly the same as what he said yesterday, not a word was wrong.

However, in the ears of the master of the king, it was still so shocking, and the respect in his eyes was a little stronger.

"Wang Daxia, Deacon Wang, I was ordered to ask about the illusion trial this time, can I help the imperial court train its elite?" Wang Sizhu said politely, a little uneasy, this request is obviously excessive.

"This! The stakes are high, and I need to think about it. Wang Daxia is naturally very familiar with this sentence, as long as other people have requirements, just say this sentence, as for what the other party asks, it doesn't matter, because it's not your own decision.

In this way, Wang Daxia and the other disciples entered the mist again.

The bloodline corn planted in front has already sprouted, and the seeds are still being sown later, after all, there is a shortage of manpower.