Chapter 143: Borrowing a knife to kill

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All the lower gods who rushed here came with one goal in mind: to curry favor with the newly promoted middle gods at all costs. ~Nibble? Book*Small*Say*Net:.*No pop-ups?@++.*

In Gobada Prison, the lower gods can only be kings and hegemons in those poor and remote places, but the middle gods are completely different, in Gobada Prison, the middle gods are very rare, and each of them is famous.

For example, in the area of 10,000 miles around the Mucha Canyon, such a vast area, there are nearly 100 lower gods, but there is not even a single middle god, which shows the rarity of the middle gods.

Most of the median gods will reside in the Five Great Kings City, which is not only safe, but also has more heaven and earth elements, and the cultivation speed can also increase a lot, which is the place that everyone in the Gobada Prison yearns for.

Being able to get in touch with a newly born median god, if they are lucky enough to be accepted as an attendant, they can follow them into the royal city to cultivate, and they don't have to struggle in this elemental barren place.

Everyone mistakenly thought that it was a promotion to a middle god, but they didn't expect that it was just a holy domain promotion to a lower god. It's no wonder they would misunderstand, after all, this is close to the core area of the Storm Mountain Range, which can only be reached by a lower god, who would have thought that with a freak like Luo Lan, when the Holy Domain is in the holy realm, the body is comparable to a lower artifact.

As for the fluctuation of this momentum, which was not as great as when the mid-rank god was promoted, most people thought that they were affected by the storm, or they chose to ignore it.

The Great Wizard's heart suddenly hung in the air, he didn't have time to wait any longer, once so many lower gods arrived, this mid-rank artifact would not fall into his hands anyway, and even he might not be able to save his life.

The Great Wizard gritted his teeth, his body was like a vulture pounced, and a fierce light shot out of his eyes, and he pounced towards Luo Lan.

The black scythe slashed at Luo Lan's face, and the great wizard made up his mind, no matter whether Luo Lan was dead or not, he couldn't use his soul attack, so he would use a physical attack, and he would definitely not give this kid a chance to fight back when he was dying.

The black scythe flashed with a cold light, with an eerie aura, and it moved forward rapidly, only three inches away from Luo Lan's eyebrows.

At this moment, Luo Lan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Wake up, haha, it's too late!" When Luo Lan woke up in front of him, the great wizard's heart was even more happy.

How to kill people to relieve hatred is to ask the other party to watch themselves being killed, and to be full of endless fear and unwillingness before dying, so that there will be fun.

The scythe in the archwizard's hand slammed forward, this time directly through Luo Lan's mind, shattering the soul of the godhead.

"Bang!"

Unexpectedly, the sound of the scythe stabbing into the flesh was like a black scythe hitting a solid stone.

The Great Wizard only felt that his arm was numb from the shock, and when he looked up, there was only a white mark from the black sickle on the center of Luo Lan's eyebrows, and he didn't even force the skin.

Luo Lan smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, grabbed the black scythe with one hand, and slammed the other fist into the chest of the great wizard.

"Poof!"

The Great Wizard flew out like a kite with a broken string, and there was still deep horror in his eyes.

The flesh is hard to resist the inferior artifact, how can this be beaten, the great wizard was dumbfounded! Such a defense is to stand still, and still be attacked by him, I am afraid it will not help.

Falling to the ground like a sack, the Great Wizard rolled on the ground and stood up, not even wanting his own subordinate artifact, the black scythe, and running without looking back.

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Leave, gotta get out of here, this kid is simply a pervert. ”

The Great Wizard didn't run far, and the dense lower gods in front of him rushed over, led by Bomont.

The body of Bomont is a kind of flying magical beast golden vulture, the flight speed is extremely fast, and it is the peak of the lower god, the two advantages are superimposed, and the speed is naturally extremely fast, so it can lead all the way.

Seeing the Great Wizard, Bomont's face sank.

In order to be the first to play a sense of existence in front of the new middle god, Bomont spent his divine power at any cost, hurried and hurried, and was still preempted by the great wizard, and begging for good is naturally the first and most useful, which made him look at the great wizard with a hint of jealousy.

"Great Wizard, where is the newly promoted mid-rank god?" Bomont grabbed the Grand Wizard by the collar and asked with an angry eyebrow.

"What median god?" The great wizard was secretly resentful when he was stopped by Bomont, but he didn't dare to show it, and then he heard the other party's nonsensical question, and asked with a confused face.

There was a hint of unkindness in Bomont's eyes, his hand was slightly raised, he should hold the neck of the great wizard, and threatened in a cold voice: "Don't pretend to be stupid for me, it's the lord who was promoted to the middle god here just now." ”

"I've been here just now, it's not a promotion to a middle god at all, it's a thief to a lower god." The Great Wizard immediately reacted and roared through gritted teeth.

"What, the Sanctuary has been promoted to the next god, how is this possible!" Beaumont was taken aback, looking incredulous.

"It's true, I was fighting that kid just now. He had to have a mid-rank artifact armor to get here. The Great Wizard's eyes rolled, and a plan to kill people with a knife suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Median Artifact Armor!" Bomont gasped in surprise and burst into his eyes with an unconcealed joy.

Each of the mid-rank artifacts was priceless, and even he was envious. Each mid-rank artifact requires a mid-rank god to be conceived and nurtured for tens of thousands of years with divine power to be refined, and there are many lower-rank gods in the plane prison, but the mid-rank gods are very rare.

Moreover, there is a divine power imprisonment in the plane prison, which is far more difficult than other places to absorb divine power, and the fierce battle in the plane prison can be described as precarious, unless the middle god uses the middle artifact for his own use, he rarely conceives other middle grade artifacts, which causes a situation where the middle level artifact is difficult to find.

It was precisely because the mid-rank artifact was difficult to obtain that they ventured into the Storm Mountain Range to collect wind crystals, and in the eyes of those mid-rank gods, only wind crystals that could gain cultivation were qualified to let them pay for mid-rank artifacts.

"Is that the kid in front?" Bomont squinted, his divine sense enveloping Luo Lan.

"That's right, it's the black armor he's wearing!" The Grand Wizard added another fire.

"It's mine!" Bomont licked the corners of his mouth with his tongue and stared at the armor on Luo Lan's body, his eyes shining with a scorching light.

I saw him suddenly rise into the air, his figure changed, and he turned into a vulture nearly a thousand meters long, his wings spread out thousands of meters long, and his whole body was black and gold, only a pinch of golden feathers on the top of his head, standing like a crown. Between the waves of his wings, he rode the wind and controlled the sky, and in an instant, he arrived in front of Luo Lan in a blink of an eye.

"The flat-haired beast who eats scavengers for a living is really low!" The Great Wizard took a sip, scolding in his heart, but his tone was sour, the middle artifact fell into the hands of Bomont, and it was even more difficult for him to get it.

"I want to collect my soul as soon as possible, refine it into soul gold beads, and repair my soul wounds, so that I can have a chance." Having made up his mind, the Grand Wizard left the Storm Mountains without looking back. Please stay tuned to us for the fastest update site