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However, unexpectedly, the silver flame on the chariot suddenly flourished and swallowed all the external attacks. Then several completely different forces on the chariot fought back and faintly reached the level of level A.

Among them, a golden spear shot straight at a thin man, and its momentum was unstoppable, piercing the man through his heart. Then a raging golden flame ignited from the wound that pierced the heart, and instantly burned him to ashes.

That was from Europe, who was good at the blood demon technique, a middle-level A-level master, who couldn't resist the attack of the golden spear?!

The strong men were shocked, and Roger, a man with big beard, quickly retreated a few steps back and asked roughly: "Who is on the chariot?"

No wonder he was surprised. You must know that before entering this site on Earth, the meeting of A-level powerhouses they carefully planned had already included most of the A-level psychics on Earth. Among the remaining psychics who could not come, there was no such strange chariot.

This former civilization site represents countless treasures and opportunities to take the A-level powerhouses to a further extent. How could anyone not be moved? For this reason, Roger led more than 80 A-level people on Earth to open the gate of the site, explore and search the ruins in the ruins.

There are crises lurking everywhere in the ruins. Up to now, most of the strong men gathered around Roger have lost their lives, and only a dozen people are left, but one person found a few things that may be excellent treasures in this flame space, which immediately caused everyone to compete.

What kind of love is there? Face is comparable to breakthroughs and the temptation to be promoted to a higher level is more important?

The treasure is now, and these strong men who have been watching and helping each other and have been through several spaces, but they have to be jealous and compete with each other, which eventually turns into a big melee.

Ming Fengcao ignored anyone's questions. Under the cover of the Silver Flame Chariot, Shaville, Lin Yu, Qiu and Hong attacked him, and she snatched Mr. Soks into the chariot.

Sox was already dying. Behind him was a wound that had half of his chest cavity cut, almost breaking all the ribs on one side. His heart was severely damaged and he could hardly beat anymore. He was just strong in spiritual power and he was just hanging his breath.

Ming Fengcao's hands were trembling, and he almost didn't know whether he should hug him. Tears were pouring like springs: "Old... Teacher... you are seriously injured... Who is attacking you behind your back? I must cut him into pieces!"

Old Master Sox's vision was blurred, but he could barely tell the breath of Ming Fengcao. His old face was filled with absolute relief and said slowly in a low voice: "My...student...you have finally broken through to level A...get that...heritance list..."

"I got it... I got it..." Ming Fengcao responded with a sarcastic voice, his voice was sad, and tears as big as beans continued to flow out, hitting the deep wrinkles on the old man's face.

She stared at her tightly and tried desperately to use her natural spiritual power to condense some water dew with a weak repair effect, covering the fatal trauma behind Sox.
Chapter completed!