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They were pressing forward step by step, and Simon God of Wealth said: "With such a formation, it is worthy of my identity." He clapped his palms, and the four ironclad guards kicked open the door and took a stance.

You only need to look a little more closely to see the difference between the four ironclad guards: No. 1 is seven feet tall, with a tall body, and both hands are equipped with wrist knives, No. 2 is three feet tall, mighty and majestic, carrying a large iron bucket and six reincarnations; No. 3 is eight feet tall, wearing a sword and two knives at his waist, and I don't know what kind of special machinery is installed behind him; No. 4 is two feet tall, but his body is extremely thin, wearing a black and red bloody silkworm robe, which looks like a slender ghost, and it is he who sticks to the man and releases a sticky demon, as if his body is full of biological weapons.

"Congratulations, congratulations, fortune, wealth, what are you hesitating about?"

The four ironclad guards each used their fists and kicks, some of which blasted the hounds into a pulp with their mighty short guns, and some of which spat tongues of fire from the frantically rotating barrels, and in an instant the cannon roared, and the place where the bombardment was full of wolf smoke and no grass was growing.

"Huh, what kind of strange spell is this?"

"I guess it's probably not a spell, but a Karakuri puppet from Persia. ”

"Oh?"

"There are more than 10,000 skilled Persian folk craftsmen, and some of them are geniuses who have developed puppetry. I heard that the puppet can be controlled through a steel wire invisible to the naked eye, and there is another one that is more subtle, directly linking the puppet with the three souls and seven spirits, which is very complicated. ”

These old men all praised Simon's God of Wealth.

"You see, the bullets he uses are all made of gold, and it is terrifying to spend them on it. ”

"Hmm"....... An elder had a serious expression, "If this person can enter Hongjun Academy, he will be a great help in the future, what do you think?"

"I don't think so. ”

"I agree. ”

"Woohoo!" as the hounds whimpered, their bodies bursting open and bursting with more powerful flesh. Ximen God of Wealth shook the folding fan lightly, and looked at the No. 2 ironclad guard, and it dropped the iron bucket, and suddenly the machine spring cracked, and a cannon muzzle opened in his left hand, and a raging fire erupted from it.

Because it is a compressed fire, the power is huge, and the scorched hound pounces on it with a raging flame!

Unexpectedly, the Iron Armor Guard's right hand opened, and some kind of cryogenic gas was spewed out, freezing the Burning Forehead Hound in the air, and as soon as it hit the ground, it fell to pieces in an instant. The fire and ice prevented the dogs from getting close, and suddenly they quickly retreated, as if summoned by some kind of summons.

Simon God of Wealth smiled: "I should have escaped a long time ago." ”

An Nan expressed concern, "Their flesh is so strong, it seems that they also have the spell of forging flesh, they shouldn't just run away." ”

Simon God of Wealth said: "Naturally, they don't want to escape, but because of the dark box operation, they have to escape." ”

An Nan was a little puzzled: "What kind of dark box operation?"

"Of course, I want to keep my protégé, if you don't believe me, I'll take you to drink tea in front of the ghost, and keep it and don't dare to touch a single hair of us. Simon Fortune looked back at the bronze eyes hanging in the air, revealing a hint of a smile.

"This kid!" a certain elder was a little angry, but he suddenly sighed again: "Hey, arrogance is arrogance, but we really don't want to do anything with him." ”

An Nan said: "I don't want to go, but I'm a little interested in tea." ”

They just swaggered down the streets.

Ximen God of Wealth is now regarded as the designated quota of Hongjun Academy, so he can't be arrogant.

"This kid shook his head and shook his head, is he from a heavenly generation? I haven't seen it. ”

"That's not right...... Do you know Brother Xun?"

"Knowingly asked. I probably remember that there was such a person in the class. ”

A different kind of brilliance flashed in the elder's eyes, "How about I exchange ten disciples of the Heavenly Character Rank with you?"

Lu Xun said: "Then how about I exchange thirty disciples of the Yellow Character Generation?"

"This ......."

"Drink!" Lu Xun slapped the table angrily, "Look at yourselves! How can you look like a teacher?" Heng Mei coldly pointed at Qianfu, bowing his head and being willing to be a son of a cow. No student is disadvantaged, they all have talent, and this is the purpose of Hongjun Academy. ”

The elders were silent.

After a while, someone said, "It's not that the dean has ascended to cultivation, I heard that I went to the barbarian realm and was devoured by the beasts of the wilderness, and I haven't come back for more than twenty years." ”

"So you should cover the sky with your own hands? All the benefits are used for your own cultivation? Make this place a miasma! Everyone eats soil! I volunteered to teach the students of the Huang Zi generation to let them get out of the mud without being stained, and to comprehend the true state of mind of cultivating immortals. Lu Xun was filled with righteous indignation, suddenly poked out his index finger, and carved the word "rely on" on the table to express his grief and indignation.

The elders did not dare to speak again.

Only they knew how terrible Lu Xun was, and when he was really angry, no one could take him.

Everyone was once again staring at the battle through bronze eyes.

Many Xuanzi generations have been arrested. The Tianzi generation was originally the main force against ghosts, but they made a careless move and were assimilated into seven ghost people by the snake banyan, even if Ximen God of Wealth and An Nan solved two, there were still fifty protégés who would be poisoned. There are about 1,500 protégés in the entire academy, and the number of each generation is like a diamond shape standing up, the number of Tianzi and Huangzi is scarce, and the largest number is "Earth" and "Xuan".

Too many people who are not good at learning have been arrested.

Some were assimilated into ghosts, while others were caught by ghosts and directly disqualified from the competition. If you can't resist, you will be judged to lose, so the ghost people are very fierce, and some immortal cultivators are killed and reduced to waste, and they can no longer cultivate immortals for life.

Because the ghost man has offended others, he simply cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and this cut will cut off the hope of an entire family.

All the elders present were not stupid, they all stared at Lu Xun with puzzled eyes, and muttered, "Why hasn't a single yellow character been arrested?"

Although the number of yellow characters is less than that of the heavenly characters, they have the worst ability and should have been arrested a long time ago.

The number of ghost people has grown dramatically.

In the blink of an eye, more than 300 people have been eliminated.

An elder had a flash of inspiration and suddenly activated a spell to transfer the bronze eyes to the sky above the backyard. "You see, the rats are hiding here. ”

On the empty street, the ghost knife is leading everyone to the forbidden land.

All the people in the yellow class are here.

From time to time, there was a whisper in the group, "We're running fast enough, aren't we? ”

"I think so. Unexpectedly, we said on the surface that we were going to run for our lives, but we all wanted to come to the forbidden land, and we converged unconsciously. He smiled wryly.

Suddenly there was a thunderbolt!

At the end of the thunder was his chest.

This arrow was so ferocious, not only did it pierce the man's heart, but the thunder also blew up the flesh and blood of the seven or eight protégés around him, and he was in great pain.

This arrow actually concealed the murderous aura, and a veteran like the ghost knife couldn't find it, and the sixteenth couldn't find it. He turned his head sharply and saw a terrible ghost standing on the eaves.

That seems to be a person.

Holding a longbow in his hand, covered in silver ash.

The silver-gray ones were broken strands of clothing, looming in the thick fog. (To be continued.) )