Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Storm in Neil's Village

In a dimly lit candlelit office, a scholar with glasses was looking at a book called 'Magic Factor', which was an academic book specializing in the study of the magical energy of ancient magisters, and beside his desk, there were stacks of open ancient books, which contained the "Ancient Guardian Enchantment Making Experiment Encyclopedia", "Magister's Behavior Before His Extermination", "The Book of Descendants of Magisters", and "The Priests, Priests, and Wizards of the Magus Divided into Three Priests, Priests, and Wizards' Inherited Abilities. ''There is a world of difference between magic and magic'.

At that moment, the cigarette bottle on his left side vibrated and there was a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, Mr. Lelan. β€œ

The old scholar cleared his throat and said, "Come in." β€œ

After receiving permission from the old scholar, a man with a long sword walked in with a meal, which he placed at his desk, and then stood respectfully beside him.

"Sir, do you have any clues, you have been looking for the descendants of that magister for 30 years, and you have also cultivated us for 30 years. β€œ

The scholar looked at the book in his hand as he puffed out the smoke on his nozzle, and when he finished reading the page in front of him, he spat out a sentence from his shriveled lips: "Don't worry, I already know where the last magister in the world is, that woman, the only woman who has escaped the judgment of the gods, will soon be completely awakened, and we must complete the preparations before she awakens!"

"By the way, there are some little rats out there that have been staring at our village for two days. β€œ

"Oh, is there another idea of someone who knows how alive or dead is coming to fight our village? β€œ

"More than 100 men, 1 woman. β€œ

"Go ahead, take them. β€œ

"Well, don't you ask about the realm of the comer?"

"Do you need to ask? Bring the Tyrant Potion, be clean. β€œ

"Understood, I'm going to deal with them. β€œ

Outside Neil Village, a thunderbolt flashed in the sky, Bai Quanyu received a message from the banshee in his palm in the grass, his eyes lit up, and he immediately ordered Bai Sheng to lead a team of Baiquan soldiers to quickly climb over the fence and occupy the three watchtowers of the village.

On the wall, there was also a team of peasants carrying tridents patrolling, the number was about 20, Bai Sheng's speed was very fast, and after a phantom flashed in the crowd, one by one fell asleep. Bai Sheng's soldiers took only half an hour to occupy every joint of the village's walls, and of course, the watchtower, known as the 'eye of the village'.

The door of the village was wide open, and Bai Sheng playfully welcomed Bai Quanyu's people in with his hands behind his back.

"My lord, it seems that the village is very quiet. β€œ

"It wasn't quiet right away. Bai Quanyu squinted his eyes and looked into the depths of the village, he knew that the people on the other side already knew their actions, since they took the initiative to give up the gate of the village, the meaning was already obvious, they wanted to invite them into the village to fight to the death.

Sure enough, in the thick fog, a team riding yellow horses was slowly walking towards them, and the leader of them was actually tied up with two people they were familiar with, and that person was Mei Lin and Pan Cheng! After Bai Sheng saw the prisoner in the mist, his face changed, Pan Cheng's strength was very clear to her, in their Baiquan army, there was absolutely no one who dared to fight him head-on, not to mention Mei Lin, who was currently the existence with the highest realm and the strongest comprehensive strength in their team, but these two people were captured by the other side in just the blink of an eye? This is simply unbelievable.

What was even more shocking than Bai Sheng was Bai Quanyu, it only took half an hour from the time the banshee in his palm sent him a message to now he entered the village, that is to say, in just over half an hour, these people caught Mei Lin and Pan Cheng who were guarding the mine, then the real skills of these people are definitely not just C-rank realm heroes. 、

Mei Lin and Pan Cheng were led to the horse's head, and the number of people who met them face-to-face was as high as more than 100 people, and among these more than 100 people, all of them were heroes! More than 100 C-rank heroes!

Mei Lin roared angrily at the horse's head: "My lord, these guys are weird, they only have the strength of the C rank, but they can suddenly transform into the B rank, we are all fooled." β€œ

Bai Quanyu stopped Mei Lin's words, and he said with a cold face to the head of the Yellow Horse Hero who was facing him: "Let go of my men, and we will fight alone." β€œ

The hero on the yellow horse looked at the hero behind him, and all of them burst into laughter.

"Boy, do you know what kind of place you broke into? This is the home of the scholar Mr. Lei Lan, who is the greatest court scholar left over from the post-magical era, he is well-versed in the past and the present, and can see through the historical fragments of time and space, we are all because we worship the heroes who volunteered to stay in the village to serve the old man, and it is a kind of fate that you can come to this village today, how about it, join us, we will not kill you, because Mr. Lei Lan needs more heroes to serve him. β€œ

"That's right, boy, join our Lei Lan Demon Slaying Group, and prostrate at the feet of Old Mr. Lei Lan together, as long as you agree to join us, we will immediately release your men. β€œ

Bai Quanyu chuckled: "The Lei Lan Demon Slaying Group is quite interesting, but what if I refuse." β€œ

The man on the yellow horse suddenly sank his face and replied: "You have no right to refuse, in this village, everyone is the slave of Mr. Lei Lan." β€œ

"It's ridiculous, I refused and refused, why don't you have the right to refuse, can you still arrest me. Bai Quanyu spread out his hands and seemed to ignore his words.

The man on the yellow horse and the more than 100 C-rank heroes behind him shot at him with disdain, and they all seemed to think that this guy was toasting and not drinking.

"Boy, don't force me to do it, I'm afraid I'll crush you into powder if I'm not careful. ”

Bai Quanyu nodded at Bai Sheng, Bai Sheng immediately understood what he meant, and the next moment, Bai Quanyu volleyed up in the air, threw out a demon dragon blast burst, and smashed straight towards the group of heroes led by it, Bai Sheng's phantom flashed, clinging to the attack ring of the blast burst.

The Yellow Horse hero was shocked, and he hurriedly opened his magic shield, and the rest of the heroes also opened their magic shields, blocking the blast from the outside.

"It's just 500 mana, if you want to stop my magic dragon blast, I want to see how your cowhide blows. Bai Quanyu opened his right hand arrogantly like a devil, and absolutely suppressed the hero on the opposite side with super magic power, however, what happened next made his brows shake.

"1000 mana!2000 mana!4000 mana!8000 mana!16000 mana!How is that possible!"

Bai Quanyu saw that on their magic shield, it had skyrocketed from the original 500 magic power to more than 10,000 magic power, and this strong amount of magic power was close to the realm of A-rank heroes, and his hands couldn't help but tremble, what kind of magic medicine did these guys eat, and they would have such an incredible amount of magic power!

The hero on the yellow horse sneered: "It's really a great magic martial art, this is the most powerful magic martial art I have ever seen among the challengers, there is no one, but I, Sauron, am not covered, I have to let you know what happens to the person who refuses my invitation." Sauron leapt from the yellow horse and opened it with both hands, and the dragon blaster was immediately split in two, sweeping the houses on both sides of the village, sweeping away a row of houses.

Bai Sheng took this opportunity to quickly flash to the imprisoned Mei Lin and Pan Cheng, and wanted to untie their ropes immediately, but two big hands stretched out from both sides and firmly grabbed Bai Sheng's shoulders, and those two were the two followers of Sauron's side, who were also C-rank heroes.

Sauron leapt from the air, then took a bottle of potion from his bosom and drank it with a 'grunt'.

This time, he recognized that the bottle of potion was actually the 'Explosive Potion' that Xia had given him!

He finally understood why these people only used the body of a C-rank hero to defeat Mei Lin and Pan Cheng, the magic explosion potion can allow any drinker to obtain a large number of magic droplets in an instant, and he was on the ass of the Thunderbird, and it was also because of this bottle of potion that he won the victory against Elvis Presley Brand.

The magic explosion potion is definitely the only magic elixir for heroes to immediately increase their strength, and the lowest level of development rarity of this potion is already as high as the 7th order, so he can be 100% sure that even the king of Tianlong can't save many bottles of this elixir, but in such a small village, these C-rank heroes actually carry this potion on their bodies.

"Explosive potion, it seems that Mei Lin and Pan Cheng have lost unjustly. ”

A look of surprise flashed in Sauron's eyes when he heard him say the name of the potion, but it was immediately concealed by his disguise.

And the heroes behind Sauron are talking about it.

"For the sake of knowing this potion, I accept your challenge, but boy, you have to think clearly, I don't want a corpse to join our team in a moment. Sauron pulled back his waistcoat, and on his waist he saw dozens of stacked explosive potions flashing out.

"I never do anything I regret, people like you who don't want to make progress, and only know how to improve their strength with the help of medicinal power, I see one by one, and I promise to hit your mother until I don't know you. ”

Bai Quanyu stretched out his fingers, with a look of contempt, in his heart, medicine is equivalent to medicine, some people who rely on taking medicine every day to maintain their strength are not worthy of being his opponents at all, he was also very weak in the past, but he also knows that to increase his strength, he must be down-to-earth to cultivate, only step by step cultivation, with actual combat experience to constantly sharpen and sublimate himself, the power obtained is the most real and reliable, like this kind of opium-like behavior, if it is used to save his life in a critical moment, it will be counted, if he is really eaten as food, it will be reduced to the virtue of a medicine slave。

No wonder they said as soon as they met: all the life in this village is the slave of that old Mr. Leilan. Presumably, these people have already become the drug puppets of the person named Lei Lan.

"Well, since you're so backbone, I'll send you to hell. β€œ

Sauron drew his greatsword and slashed a storm of rubble at the ground, the power of which stacked as it flew.