"Old fellow, although you don't have enough divine power, but your divine sense is strong enough, can you help those two gray-clothed worshippers of the second rank untie the contract of servitude?"

"Hmph~~!At this time, I remembered that Lao Tzu is coming~!?benefits~~!?" said the old god Philo as if he was on the ground.

"Oh~~, I don't know what else can interest you?" Chu Mengchen asked angrily when he heard this.

"Get me a handful of the kind you invented~~what~ big sniper, and 10,000 bullets!" Philo smiled and stretched out his old hand to Chu Mengji.

"Damn~~!You should be that kind of forbidden magic zirconia bullet is sand, can you grab a handful?!The gun can be given to you, but after practicing two thousand meters away, you can hit the flying monkey*, and give you a hundred forbidden magic zirconium bullets!Otherwise, don't talk about it~~!" When Chu Mengji heard this, he immediately jumped up and shouted.

Seeing that he had succeeded in blackmailing, Lao Philo withdrew his old hand and said stupidly: "Practice is practice, Lao Tzu's divine sense is not much better than your thoughts, I don't believe that you can't compare to you, but~~!Is the flying monkey's * so easy to fight? You guy is really good at rectifying people~~! Say okay, a hundred forbidden zirconium bullets, no repentance~!"

Old Philo thought that he was likely to lose many god-level powerhouses of the same level or even high level in the future, and he was excited in his heart, and hurriedly pulled Chu Mengji and took the initiative to go to the prison cell.

The so-called slave contract is determined by the level of the divine consciousness of the contract, and the divine consciousness of Xuan Ying is certainly powerful, but the divine consciousness of old Philo is the same level of existence as it, therefore, with a little effort, the two gray-clothed worshippers are free from the shackles of the slave contract.

Of course, in order to prevent them from repenting, Old Philo transferred this servitude to Chu Mengji, making Chu Mengchen have two more god-level post-level servants.

At the same time, Xuan Ying, who was far away in the Xuanlie Emperor's Palace, suddenly opened his eyes and said to himself coldly: "You~~ finally made a move? The divine power is actually much weaker than me~!It seems~~, I have to act in time~!Hmph~~, seventeen~!?Interesting guy, actually annoyed Feng Yu's mother-in-law, and fell into her bad luck, hahaha~~!Then I will be his god of bad luck~!"

After Xuan Ying muttered, a blue light flashed, and two Xuan Ying actually appeared in the imperial palace.

"You should be the king of the Xuanlie Empire, I will go to meet the old enemy, and by the way, play that seventeen~~!" One of the Xuan Ying finished speaking, his figure gradually faded, and then disappeared in place, leaving only one Xuan Ying to sit quietly in place and slowly open his eyes, with a sneer on his lips.

"Huh~!? that guy finally can't help it?!Hmph~~, god-level clone, you don't have any cultivation in the early stage of the lower stage, not much higher than me!It seems that Lao Tzu has to practice that big sniper artifact right away~!Seventeen~~!!Hurry up and pick up a gun for Lao Tzu~!" Philo looked thoughtfully in the direction of Emperor Xuanlie's Palace, and shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

When Chu Mengchen heard this, he shivered, he couldn't help but be deeply worried about those male flying monkeys, if this old guy was addicted to playing, would this kind of demonic beast be extinct?

In desperation, Chu Mengchen had no choice but to take Old Philo to Elder Ai Hui's big sniper manufacturing workshop, and carefully selected a big sniper for him that was three points stronger than his own, so happy that Old Philo's eyes narrowed into a thin line.

"Ai Hui boy~~!" Maybe only the old Philo in the entire Lanxiang Province can call Elder Ai Hui like this, the current Ai Hui is not the old goblin who has an inferiority complex and bows his head when he sees people, that is the goblin hero who invented the sniper god killer!

As soon as Ai Hui heard Old Philo shouting at him, he hurriedly bowed down and ran upside down. Because he knew in his heart that the identity of this old Philo was by no means as simple as a god-level mid-level powerhouse, it was the master who even the lord dared to say and scold!

"What do you always command~!?" Elder Ai Hui waited cautiously, lest this old guy go crazy.

"Seventeen said, leave me a hundred forbidden zirconium bullets, oh~~ plus 100,000 ordinary sniper rifle bullets, Lao Tzu is going to kill the gods~!"

"Oh~~!what~!?100,000 big sniper bullets~~!?Ancestor, just spare Ai Hui, a thousand can barely be set aside for you, 100,000, that's the ammunition of the entire 17th Army Sniper Regiment for a year~!" When Ai Hui heard this, he almost fainted in fright.

"What nonsense~!?Lao Tzu killed dozens of god-level masters, isn't it as good as the scrap killed by the rabbit cubs of the Seventeenth Army?Hurry up, how much can you give me~!?" Old Philo immediately widened his eyes to the size of a cowbell when he heard this.

When Ai Hui heard this, it was also this reason, he pinched his fingers with a bitter face and said: "Gone to three, oh~ Now it is the standing capacity of the four special brigades and the seventeenth army, I will do my best to produce it for you, um~~, 30,000 pieces, this is the limit~!"

When Lao Philo heard this, he was secretly happy in his heart, hum~~! With Lao Tzu's Wu surname, three hundred can figure out the special surname of that kind of artifact, and you are a kid.

"Okay, okay~~!Seeing that you look like you are cutting meat, Lao Tzu will not embarrass you, just give me 5,000 pieces, and leave the rest to the fifth special combat team that is about to be formed~!?

"Fifth Branch~~!Could it be that the lord has accepted a few more masters?" Elder Ai Hui immediately lit up when he heard this.

"Hmph~~!That kid knows how to fool people, this is not~!, and he fooled two god-level lower-level guys again~!" Old Philo muttered with a look of disgrief.

"Hey~~!That's good~~!My ordnance is useful again, wow~~!" The folds on Elder Ai Hui's face became more and deeper.

Since Old Philo had already untied the contract of servant for the two gray-clothed offerings, Chu Mengji then asked Xiao Ido to detoxify the offerings that only half of his body was left and continued to fester.

For this kind of god-level powerhouse, as long as the head is not lost and the godhead is not damaged, the heavy injury on the body is not a fatal injury, when the toxin is removed, a faint blue light flashes, and the damaged half of the body begins to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Walker has seen the master~~!" the gray-clothed worship after recovery bowed to Chu Mengji.

"Oh~~, George's injuries still need to be healed, Tie Cheng's old boy is ruthless enough, please forgive the master for not being able to see him in time!" Walker glanced at his partner who was closing his eyes and breathing.

"It's okay, what George needs, just ask, what I have here will only work!" Since he signed the contract of servitude, Chu Mengchen has nothing to worry about, and he naturally has to spare no effort to treat his subordinates.

"So~~!It's best to have a strong aura place, maybe it will recover faster!"

"Okay~~, you two go to the treasure house, Tie Cheng is also there!"

When Walker heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, but~~, now that he has become Chu Mengji's servant, how can he raise his head and see Venerable Tie Cheng in the future, so it is good to communicate more about this opportunity to heal.

In this way, the three god-level masters all entered the central treasure house of Graceburg to heal their injuries, and as the number of top-grade Celestial Crystal ores that continued to increase their income increased, the three of them recovered faster and faster......