Chapter 67: The Prophecy of a Hundred Years Ago

"Are we just sitting here, if I guess correctly, one or several of those masked people must have something to do with the disappearance of those girls, if they are allowed to get that thing, the consequences will ......" The middle-aged woman looked worried, in fact, what she was most worried about was Jing An, the ninetieth level is not as simple as an ordinary level, since that thing was placed there, even she didn't dare to guarantee that she would come out alive when she went in, let alone Jing An, an eight or nine-year-old child?

"You think I'm not worried? So what do you do now? The dean rolled his eyes and said, "If they hadn't entered the Athletic Tower, we would have been able to take them down outside, but now that they're all in, it's too late to say anything!" ”

The middle-aged woman was also very helpless after hearing this, if Zhang Jiaoyu had investigated earlier, she would not have had to be so troublesome, thinking of this, she glared at Zhang Jiaoyu fiercely, and Zhang Jiaoyu was so frightened that she almost fainted again.

"You don't have to worry too much, isn't this situation expected today, even if you let someone with a bad heart go, it doesn't matter" The dean comforted: "You're worried about Jing An's little guy, right?" The protection mechanism of the Athletic Tower is not an ornament, that little guy will not be in any danger, not to mention that you have also seen it, he has already comprehended the battle situation, and even if those people go together, they may not be his opponents!

"Then do nothing?" When the middle-aged woman heard the dean's words, her face finally softened a lot.

"Then let's go and wait outside the Athletic Tower," the dean thought for a while and said, "Let's go and call the god operator first."

"Hmm," the woman replied and the dean walked towards the Athletic Tower, and as soon as she walked out of the central castle, she found that the god operator had been standing there for a long time.

This god operator is the old man who was in class when Jing An went to find Luo Jiu, at this time he stood with his hands in his hands, looking up at the sky, his white beard and a white robe swayed lightly in the wind, and he still looked so immortal!

"Hey, you old god stick disappears every time I want to look for you, why did you send it to the door yourself this time?" The dean pointed to the god operator and asked with a smile.

"Hehe, blame me?" The god operator raised his eyebrows and said: "I don't know who is shameless, every time I ask for a fortune teller, there is no blood at all, or I will hide in Tibet?" ”

"Haha, the sun is really bright today!" The dean looked up at the slowly setting sunset, and was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

The god operator didn't bother to pay attention to this shameless guy, and sighed to himself: "A hundred years have passed in a flash, and today someone can finally break through the eighty-nine levels, presumably that thing is about to have a new owner, and now the spirit of the master in the sky can rest in peace!" ”

"Damn, it's not just your master who can rest in peace, okay? If that thing doesn't have an owner, I'll rest with it," the dean tugged at his white hair and said, "Look, how old I am, my hair is all white, this is the pot of that thing!" Ever since I learned that thing was in the Arena Tower, I've been scared every day, for fear that one day I would be destroyed in my sleep. This time, I can finally sleep peacefully! ”

"Is it really okay for that thing to get someone with a bad mind?" The middle-aged woman asked the god operator - she also ignored a certain shameless dean.

The god operator stroked his beard and said leisurely: "Have you forgotten what my master said?" As long as we ignore that thing and wait for someone who is destined to do so, we won't get into trouble! The city lord of Qingcheng didn't believe it back then, so he perished with Qingcheng! ”

Speaking of the destruction of Qingcheng, the woman and the dean shuddered at the same time, they had witnessed how Qingcheng perished back then, and they would never forget that kind of tragedy for the rest of their lives.

"So I advise you not to go to the Athletic Tower," the god operator left this sentence and drifted away.

"Cut, what a drag!" The dean muttered indignantly, and returned to the central castle.

The woman forgot a glance at the Athletic Tower, hesitated, and followed the Dean back to the Central Castle.

With the lessons of Qingcheng's past, they don't dare to make a mistake!

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At this time, Jing An was running wildly on the way to the Huanyu Building.

Abandoned cars can be seen everywhere on the wide avenue, and then there are those who look like zombies, they see Jing An, as if they have seen delicious food, and they rush over.

Jing An didn't dodge or dodge, and when a few people approached, he suddenly made a move, and the weapon in his hand was the double dagger he had become famous in his previous life - dragon teeth!

It was a pair of twin daggers made of dragon teeth, forty-five centimeters long, with blood grooves, and barbs on the back of the blades, which looked very hideous!

"Although I'm not sure that this is my inner world, it must have a lot to do with me to be able to manifest the dagger in my previous life!" Jing An's double daggers easily tore apart the body of the "zombies", and he didn't take these "zombies" in his eyes at all.

These "zombies" are inferior in strength to him, and their martial arts are inferior to him, and they are indeed not qualified to enter Jing An's magic eye.

As he got closer and closer to the Universal Building, more and more "zombies" attacked him, but no matter how many sheep there were, they were no match for the lions, and their only role was to consume Jing An's time, so that when he arrived at the Universal Building, he was ten minutes later than expected.

Looking at the intact building, Jing An was speechless, he didn't know if the blood demon was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, this building was already very conspicuous, if you let it intact again, were you afraid that others would not see that there was something strange here?

Typical of this place, there are no three hundred taels of silver!

Jing An thought for a while and didn't understand what the conspiracy of the blood demon's brainless move was, so he simply walked in, since he couldn't guess it, it was better to go in and take a look.

The fire staircase he walked directly on, presumably the elevator was broken.

On the way to the top floor, not a single zombie came out to stop him, which saved him a lot of effort.

He kicked open the door to the rooftop with a "bang" and saw the scene of the rooftop.

This is not so much a rooftop as it is the body of some kind of creature - thick blood vessels flowing with blood can be seen everywhere, and the bright red **** beats rhythmically, like the heart of some kind of creature!

In the middle of the kneeling figure was a man with blood vessels inserted into his body and blood or something else.

From the armor that the man was wearing, it was clear that he was a blood demon.

Jing stood quietly for a long time, then walked in, and said lightly: "Have you written your last words?" ”

"Hahahaha! Words? You don't need that kind of thing! A light voice echoed in the space: "You and I are one, as long as you don't die, I will never die, so it's better for you to leave a last word or something!" ”

"Given that you have a bad habit of lying, I'm going to kill you for a while!" Jing An chuckled, the dagger in his hand flew up and down in his hand like a spiritual snake, and he said sincerely: "Do you really not plan to leave a last word?" This is your only chance! ”

"Humph!" The blood demon snorted coldly and refused.

"That's a pity, what if you do die!" Jing An chuckled and suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the blood demon, and the two daggers pierced the blood demon's heart with precision.

None of the situations that should occur when a villain is killed, such as dying struggles, dying words, and traps, do not appear.

Jing quietly watched the blood demon's body turn into blood and disappear, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that it is really not killed!" But I finally understand where this is."