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"Calm down!"

"Good! Calm down! ”

"Don't speak!"

"Hmmm! Don't talk! ”

"You're trying to make trouble, aren't you?" Luo Cuilian angrily said to Bai Ran, his attitude of being a hanger didn't look like he was studying seriously, "If you can't learn today, just roll me down the mountain, and I won't teach you anymore!" ”

"Ahem...... Fangshu is such a thing, you can't rush for quick success, pay attention to gradual progress, this is not what you taught me! You are so calm, how can you become a generation of grandmasters! Bai Ran didn't know whether to live or educate her in turn.

"You!" Luo Cuilian was angry, no matter how good her temper was, she was wiped out by Bai Ran, and she turned around and left, she was really angry with him.

Bai Ran hurriedly grabbed her little hand and begged cheekily: "Hey-don't go, don't go, I'm serious, I'm serious...... This time I promise not to make trouble! ”

While talking, he also stroked the delicate skin on Luo Cuilian's little hand with his hand, and sighed in his heart: I haven't touched it for a few days, how can this little hand become more tender, this woman shouldn't know what evil art to collect yang and replenish yin!

Luo Cuilian glanced at him angrily, pulled back the little hand that was being taken advantage of by him, kicked him in the leg, straightened his posture three or two times, poked him in the chest, and began to tell the method of luck.

Bai Ran did not cultivate "qi", but his source power is essentially the same source of energy, and it stands to reason that there will not be too many obstacles to use, which will cause the current situation, on the one hand, his martial arts talent is indeed very impressive, and on the other hand, it is also due to the relationship that his physical strengthening degree is too high.

His body is completely developing in the direction of science, the stronger the physical body, the higher the degree of solidification, and for the skills of other attributes, the greater the degree of rejection, the ability of the ancient martial arts side of Fangshu is too difficult for him.

An hour later......

Bai Ran looked at Luo Cuilian very innocently, the eyes of the two looked at each other speechlessly in the air, Luo Cuilian's forehead, the green tendons were beating faintly, and her eyes were also filled with impatient flames.

"You can't really blame me! I can't find ...... feeling at all" Bai Ran pleaded weakly, but before he could finish speaking, he was kicked on the chest by Luo Cuilian.

"You give me enough to stop! There is also a limit to incompetence...... Ay? ”

Luo Cuilian looked ahead with some surprise, and suddenly became empty, and the environment that should have been kicked by her flew upside down and disappeared so weirdly.

"Success?" Luo Cuilian muttered in surprise, and then snorted coldly: "Kicking once is so effective!" I'll have to kick it next time! ”

But then she seemed to remember something, her slender fingers lightly tapped her chin, and whispered: "This guy, sure enough, did it on purpose!" My beauty is still so irresistible......"

And at the same time, thousands of miles away in the Balkans, somewhere summoning an altar -

There were dozens of shrine maidens scattered around, praying in low voices, chanting mournfully, their bodies shrouded in white light, and the mana was stripped out little by little, and when the mana was not enough, it was replaced by life force, as if they were performing some kind of serious ritual.

On the opposite side of the altar, at the highest point of the mountain, stood a tall old man, staring closely at the situation on the altar with dark green evil eyes, and the occasional flickering of his eyes also showed that his mood was not as calm as it seemed.

The countenance of wisdom was not in his nature, fierce and hideous, rough and wild, and in order to cover up that, the position of the ruler disguised him with a very good coat, yes, his composure was only this degree.

Sasha Dejansdal Woban, known to the world as the Marquis of Woban, is the oldest of the Campione, with a history of killing gods for more than 200 years, and is also the most powerful, and at the same time, he is also the archenemy of the Lord.

The world that has been stable for too long, and the recent emergence of god killers, his ambition as a senior cannot be calmed, he is eager to fight, eager to fight with the gods, usurp the power of the other party, can bring him supreme pleasure, and everything in front of him at this time is the source of happiness.

The summoning ritual of the god of disobedience is a great rebellion, but when it falls on the god killer, it is a symbol of strength and courage.

The altar lit up with a deep blue light, and the Marquis de Vauban's sharp hooked nose moved, squeezing and bending his evil eyes, the corners of his mouth outlined, and a satisfied smile appeared on his old face.

Succeeded, the great battle I longed for was coming! It was this thought that made him feel a little excited, as for those witches who died due to overdraft of their vitality, their ant-like lives would not attract the slightest attention from him at all.

The light on the altar gradually dimmed, and a figure gradually revealed in the faint light, his figure was well-proportioned and straight, but he held his head, as if he was a little distressed.

Bai Ran looked at the surrounding environment very blankly, this is too different from the destination he originally envisioned, although the [Shrinking Earth Divine Skill] has achieved great success in a hundred years under the intervention of a strange external force, but it seems that the destination is a little biased, and the ability of space is really not so easy to ponder.

He stood at the highest point of a certain building, and when he looked around, he was surrounded by a large group of beautiful girls who were warblers and swallows, but some of them didn't seem to be in a very good state of mind, and Bai Ran was hesitating to ask what place this was, when he felt a powerful force attacking, and the target was directed at him.

The magic sword that is incomparably sharp, enough to cut everything pierces the sky, the unparalleled sword qi, the hurricane that rolls up the surrounding witches instigated a group of people to turn their horses on their backs, and under the powerful mana, the length of the magic sword is even more than nine meters, and at the end of the other end of the sword body, a silver metal hand firmly holds the hilt of the sword, and rushes forward with an indomitable momentum.

Since the white dye god killing, the world realm, which has been silent for nearly a century, has ushered in an unprecedented **, and the god killers have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and in just a few years, there have been three more god killers, and the owner of this magic sword is also one of them.

Salvatore Toni, the "King of Swords" of the Southern European Magic Society, was just a knight a year ago, and he was qualified as a king because he defeated the god king "Silver Arm Nuada" who defeated Celt, and because Bai Dye grabbed the position of the fourth god killer, he also became the seventh from the sixth god killer in the original book.

However, just such a fledgling young man can do something like a tiger's mouth to extract his teeth and forcibly seize the Marquis of Woban, the prey of such an old godkiller, just by virtue of his courage is enough to be praised, but more importantly, in the original book, he also miraculously succeeded.

But for Bai Ran at this moment, it was not so optimistic, he thought, he must have been cursed by some evil, every time he crosses, whether it is a large-scale cross-border crossing, or just a transfer to a space like this, he will definitely be attacked.

Tony's sword came too fast, and he was defenseless, and it was too late to dodge, so Bai Zhan simply threw out dozens of cards in one go, and the crystal barrier shattered one after another under the indestructible destructive power of the magic sword, but at least it also succeeded in weakening it.

The speed of the advance slowed slowly, and finally he was deeply rooted in the white dyed mental force field, and stopped at a distance of ten centimeters from the tip of his nose.

The person in front of him looks like he is in his early twenties, blonde hair and blue eyes, tall and handsome, at first glance he is really a gentle and elegant man, I would never have imagined that he would have such amazing destructive power,

At this time, he was also looking at Bai Ran with a solemn face, and a few drops of sweat slipped down his forehead.

The god killer usurps the power of the gods, which is different from the human beings who kill the gods for the first time, and the human beings kill the gods, no matter what the process is, as long as you grab the last blow, it can be regarded as a success of killing the gods, but for the demon king with power, if he does not complete the entire process of killing the gods independently, even if he kills the gods, it is meaningless, and he still cannot seize the power.

Therefore, Tony hibernated here, preemptively attacking the Marquis of Woban, all he wanted was to kill with one blow, this sword, which had exhausted almost all of his mana, and released the supreme sword, but he didn't expect that it would be blocked.

Bai Ran waved his hand, and directly sent Tony, who was already powerless, into the opposite hill, from his characteristics, Bai Ran had already judged his identity, and combined with the surrounding situation, the situation at this moment was about to come out.

It's the ritual of that old thing in Woban to summon the god of disobedience! In the midst of Bai Zhan's thoughts, he had already seen a dark wind sweeping over, accompanied by an eerie roar like the friction of a skeleton: "Salvatore Toni! How dare you play tricks in front of me! ”

It was only when he came to the altar that he saw the figure standing on it, and he also froze obviously, and his turbid and violent evil eyes looked at Bai Zhan, and slowly spoke: "You are the fourth god killer, the new king of China?" ”

It can be seen that every demon king has his own huge power, and the sparse information of white dyeing was still discovered by him, and he recognized him at a glance.

But from his ill-intentioned eyes, Bai Ran could detect obvious hostility, of course he knew the incompatible relationship between Woban and Cuilian, their struggle lasted for more than a hundred years, probably even the country of China hated together!

However, this didn't have any effect on Bai Zhan, anyway, with Woban's old face that was enough to scare little Lori, he didn't want to get close, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said, "It's me!" ”

"So, if you destroy my ritual, you need to give me an explanation, right?" Woban's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of danger.

"Can you be a little more shameless?" Bai Ran replied angrily, he had never been in the habit of whispering, "I have destroyed my magic technique, and I haven't asked you to give me an explanation!" It took a long time to succeed! ”