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Wandering Immortals Chapter 393 Plane Merchant

Pastor Sima left with a large number of lightly built mages and priests. ★ Aishang Novel Network is updated quickly (╰→dushuge), and the building is suddenly empty when the novel is complete ★. Even the slightest sound of moving a chair in the silence of the dark night was terrifying. And the constant sound of spell bombardment and a heart-wrenching brilliance in the distance made people even more restless.

Returning to the gloomy basement, Tanfa didn't feel a trace of sleep. Hope and disappointment, excitement and exhaustion, calm and turmoil all followed in this day. For a while, his mind was annoyed and confused. Lying on the boat and thinking about it, I can't help but think of the little squirrel that accompanied me through a thrilling night yesterday.

I don't know where it went? He thought to himself, "It should still be in this building." It's so messy around now. It might be looking for me, too. Just like during the day. When he saw me, he was very smart and ran up to me. Maybe it's time to see me. So just hide in a corner. Why don't you go out and call a few times. Let's see if we can call it out. Anyway, most of the people in the building went out of the city to rescue. I won't blame it.

So he got up and walked out of the damp basement. In the aisle, he was about to whisper to the little squirrel. Suddenly, I heard a slightly familiar footsteps, and then I saw the figure of the chubby steward looking around and quickly walking out of the building. Slightly nervous, he covered his head with a black cloth. Follow the dark streets into an alley.

Stanfa was immediately suspicious: This guy just told me to stay in the building and pack my things. Why did he run out by himself now? It's not a good thing to look at him! Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little bit in my heart: You threw me to do the bird building during the day. At night, he asked me to sleep in the battered lower room like a cabin

Hmph! It's your turn to grab your handle this time. Hahahaha~~

He secretly thought to himself. While cautiously slipping out of the hallway. Quietly followed the chubby steward.

After passing through a few more dark alleys. The steward reached a large corner in the alleyway that was tightly shielded. The surrounding towering houses and windowless walls keep the small void as tightly as a prison. The steward walked back and forth in the dim light, but finding no figure or voice, and then recited an indescribable incantation in a very small voice.

Then he flashed a faint teleportation of blue light. Then I saw a blue man who was more than one man tall and covered with a pine, blue, and black robe! His slender body looked like a malnourished hungry man. And the pair of long hands with almost knee-high demonic skin are like adding the arms of a gibbon to the body, and the five fingers on the hands are like the long legs of an arthropod, which is planted on the palm, which is more and more weird.

But the several brilliant gemstone necklaces he carried around his neck were emitting layers of visible magical aura. It was as if he was being guarded by a series of colorful covers, and the series of bracelets on his wrists were flashing with the astonishing aura of high magic. It's as if the brilliant stinger wheels are shining on their existence - anyone with malicious intentions will be blasted to smithereens by these ferocious spells in the next second!

The long-armed blue-skinned "monster" spoke: "Are you exploring their transportation routes?" Seeing that the chubby steward nodded silently, the blue-skinned monster took out a slip and handed it over: "This is yours." I can't wait. You don't know how fierce the fighting is outside the city. The god of Shar seemed to have gone crazy this time. Mobilized hundreds of miles of undead of all kinds to begin the siege of the city. I don't know what will happen in a few days. I don't think Sandakor's men would be stupid enough to keep their baby here. Come and let me see~~" As he spoke, he took the small note that he handed over. Involuntarily whispered: "Waterway Fishman." Hiss !! say so. Sandakor has already gathered a lot of fishmen. Figure out the guò underwater passage. Did you sneak ashore without knowing it?!"

The chubby steward who covered his head in black just said in one voice: "That's all I know." And he never spoke again. And the tall, tall, weird blue-skinned man laughed twice: "I see." You're good to go. Later - I'll know you if there's work. Yan Shu also turned to leave.

The moment he turned around. Not far away, Stanfa saw it—it was a picture that looked slightly like an orc. But the face was elongated! In front of the pointed and bewitching long ears was a pair of strange eyes that were inclined sixty degrees upward, and those terrifying eyes were radiating a strange luster peculiar to a businessman!

Bonuuk struggled to squeeze through a narrow sewer. Just now, he finally took advantage of the opportunity of the undead siege temple outside to urgently transfer manpower. Crawled into a stinking sewer. With extraordinary willpower, he struggled to resist the special stench that even corrosive animals could not bear. It took a lot of effort to squeeze into the exit of a sewer. He was scolding and scolding: Let me suffer in this rotten place! I will definitely kill and relieve my anger when I go! I will wait to go out. Suddenly, I heard someone outside shouting: "The Divine Fist of the Mara God! It's the Divine Fist of the Mara God!"

Ponook Suddenly - Soul Flying!

Although he is tough. But it was in the field that he was able to win with various methods of defeat, and now he was not only in the enemy's heavy defense. It is also difficult to move in and out of a narrow channel surrounded by thick rocks. If you are surrounded by people. That's the slaughter of others!

He's a hunter. Definitely not prey!

So he mustered all his strength and retreated into the filthy and hateful depths of the sewers. It seems that where is the safest and most comfortable party. But after retreating about ten feet. but there was no sign of pursuit. I only heard a group of people buzzing in front of them. It's like I'm watching something. It's not that I've discovered myself.

He cautiously crawled outside again. Then I heard those discussions: "The protective effect on his body is equivalent to a layer of armor and a layer of heavy scale armor." But the other party was able to grab through his skull with a single blow. The strength is so great that it is no ordinary beast! And you see. Aren't the five holes in this skull an enlarged human hand? He who fights in the flesh and is as strong as that. Except for the dragon claw flow in the northern continent, there are only some gods' divine fists. This time, the team tracking down the Phoenixstone had a top-notch Mara God Fist Warrior. His natural ability to unleash "1 Power Punch" between his hands and feet. The hands and feet are as if they have been blessed with the effect of "fourth-class demonic weapons". And his palms are extraordinarily large, and his five fingers are like sturdy thick steel bars. The five fingertips have canine-like claws. It must have been this Mara God's Fist Fist who snuck in!"

Ponouk, who had turned into a gelatinous monster and huddled in a rancid gutter, listened. Immediately scolded: Fart! You're all blocked at the door. How else am I going to "sneak in"?!, and I'm not a steel plate gnawing idiot!

I will never scratch at his heavily guarded head. How do you poke your eyes, bend your neck, and tear your chin? Or use the "Double Doushen-" punch to tear his muscles and flesh. Are you clawed by pure gold? That's the northern disciple of Dragonclaw Flow. What does it have to do with me? You claim to have traveled all over the north and south and have seen a lot of things. But I don't even know this bit of common sense. Hmph, I don't know, it's convenient for me to do things. However~~ can hard grasp through the armor and increase the defensive effect of the scale armor?!A sneak attacker is so powerful that Cheng dù?!Could it be that he is blessed with some strange high-level spell fist?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the people outside chirping and continued to argue: "But I haven't heard that cold-blooded animal named Bonuk likes to eat human brains! How do you explain the problem of an empty brain? And then disappear. That Bonook doesn't have that ability, does he?"

Someone immediately excused: "It's hard to say." That Bonook had done a great evil that everyone was angry with. It was originally a perverted madman, but now it can be in the mountains for a long time. That's why it's perverted. Just learn from those fierce beasts and demon snakes. Got this disgusting thing!"

Bonouk, who was huddled in the narrow gutter, was furious: Change your mother's state! I only kill people and don't eat brains!~~ At most, 1 Er eats some hateful meat. You guys who don't know how to pretend to understand. Don't put this damn thing on me! I don't have much in common with this pervert! In more than ten breaths, he kills people and eats brains. It's not like a human did it. Even if the opponent is blessed with a spell fist. I scratched my head hard. Could it be a big monster, like a strong, big-mouthed ogre? Their big mouth is a few bigger than a lion.

Just thinking about it, I heard the people outside endlessly and continued to talk nonsense: "But since he can scratch his head and kill people." And why do you break someone's chest? The entire rib cage was shattered, and even the heart inside was shattered. Touch and see. The entire chamber of 1 had turned into a blood-soaked skin! Did he need to strike so hard? And looking at the slam marks on the skin, it seemed that he had hit it like this in one piece. I say. Not even a heavy hammer can smash it like that*. It's like being kicked out by an elephant!"

Ponouk's heart was secretly shocked when he heard this: the ribs and muscles of the entire chest cavity were blasted into blood under one blow?!And he is also a priest with multiple protections~~ Who is the sneak attacker?!! could it be the divine fist envoy of the power god Kord? It is said that there are many sub-giants and ogres among his divine fist envoys, and even = Ling trolls. Or maybe it's a Steelheart Streamer or a Shadow Dancer wearing a special magic instrument? I heard that they can also "infiltrate energy". Can penetrate normal defenses. The direct slamming of the internal organs was the same as the penetration of that Reverend Professor Elilu. Hmph, either way. It's all good to watch now. As long as I don't touch it. If I really fight, even if I have a "double doushen fist". But he couldn't stop the other party's powerful slam. If the other party is a steel-hearted martial artist, it will be even worse, and they can greatly improve their tenacity in a short period of time. It's possible to exempt me from the "Double Dou Shen Fist". I'll be the one who will die then!

Outside, the priest of Scienta Col Zhan - after another chatter for a while. Finally dragged the horrible corpse away. Wait outside for a quiet time. Even after the smell of humanity is gone. The fully transparent gelatinous monster Bonouk struggled to squeeze out of the gutter like a slug.

The surrounding halls are as thick as city walls, and the towers are as high as pinnacles. The road is smooth and wide enough to walk around two luxury ** cars. It has the posture of a magnificent complex. On a normal day, people will come and go all night. It's like a bustling street. Well, most of the people here have been drawn out to resist the undead tactics of the god Shar. Because though the lights are bright. But I couldn't see half a figure. Bonook tried to wipe the sludge off his body. Suddenly, he heard an unsettling sound coming from the statue next to him! Could it be that he had been ambushed? It's time to burrow into the smelly gutter again.

OK. The tall statue faces only one squirrel. It seemed to be picking at something in its mouth with its little paws. It seems to be stuffed with food. Ponuuk's mind was settled. I thought to myself: There are so many squirrels on this island. Inside and out, I bumped into one casually. And it doesn't seem to be afraid of people~~

After rubbing off a small amount of fishy dirt. He was lucky—there was a small fountain not far ahead! Then continue to glue to the wall and search slowly. I don't know if it's a coincidence. The squirrel was rummaging around looking for something to eat. Before I knew it, I was following behind.

Soon he came again—and suddenly there was a violent explosion of spells and a terrible battle not far away! In front of a rather large but only two-storey low side hall. It turned out to be a group of fierce characters with different costumes who were violently rushing towards a side hall. I saw a dozen or so mages and priests of the god of Sha'er, and the believers were each covered with a dark shadow orb to protect themselves. Then a ghostly "wave of group damage" crashed into the defense line of the Battle Priest of Sandakol. There are also large groups of "Death Technique", which are surrounded by strange power, and explode in the defense line of the Battle Priest. violently destroys the life of a body of water that depends on it.

There are also black rays of "spell lowering technique" and "weak energy technique" flying vertically and horizontally. Pierced spell resistance from battle priest after spell. After blasting into their bodies, it wreaks havoc on all kinds of functions. They froze one by one. It's like a soft-footed shrimp out of water. Combat power plummeted. Not to mention the "fatigue waves" swept away without money. Their hands and feet were sore and trembling. The combat power has plummeted again. The Battle Priest leaders with high spell resistance weren't much better. I was hooked up by the strengthened "Otto Fan Dance" that I had prepared for a long time. Suddenly, his hands and feet jumped involuntarily. The almost life-length hands in his hands waved wildly. Not only has the combat power been greatly reduced. It's even more chaotic.

Then there was a group of thunderous believers of the god Gongde, holding a powerful axe that broke a tree like a broken cake, and a fierce armor-piercing hammer like a broken shield. The momentum is like a steel frenzy pushing head-on! These combat priests who have been trained in the life of warriors by striking iron. Each one is as fierce as a violent bear. Then drape it with a layer of silver-glowing spells, heavy scale armor, and heavy plus 1 spells. It's like a meat grinder running over!

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