A group of people in mid-air had their eyes split apart. They embarked on the path to immortality together, went through countless winds and rains together, and experienced countless life and death together over the years. They were as close as brothers and sisters. How could they not feel heartbroken now that their brother died suddenly.
"Yes...it's a long stick weapon and a golden mask. He has a golden mask!"
Soon, some people realized that the golden mask and the long silver stick were too eye-catching. For a moment, everyone imagined the incredible combat power of the golden mask and couldn't help but feel frightened.
"Did any of you see when this person appeared?"
The old man with white beard and hair quickly calmed down and asked in a deep voice.
"Boss, I saw it."
A beautiful woman in her thirties, with an extremely pale face at the moment, said tremblingly.
Before the old man could continue to ask, she continued: "The little man seemed to be catching fish to bake. Just now, he just caught a big fish. The big fish suddenly transformed and turned into a golden-faced man.
First, he kicked the little dwarf's arm off, and then he swept it down with a long stick, and the little dwarf... fell."
Hearing this, the others took a deep breath. With such a miraculous transformation technique, as well as the long stick and stick technique as proof of identity, this must be Jin Mian!
Suppressing the shock in his heart, the old man raised his hands towards Ye Mo with a trace of uneasiness: "You must be the famous Jinmian, right? I met you once a year ago. I didn't expect that your talent is so amazing and your progress is so rapid. I
I admire you. But, do you really want to wait for me?"
The golden-faced man remained silent, then suddenly raised his stick to the sky, pointing directly at the old man and several others, his eyes as cold as a knife.
"Get ready to fight!"
The corner of the old man's eyes twitched fiercely, and he shouted sternly. As he spoke, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and hundreds of rays of light shot out. The old man used his hand to make a seal, and the brilliance flew out and spread out.
Within ten miles around, there are heaven and earth, in all directions, and then become invisible and hidden in the void.
Seeing this scene, the mysterious golden-masked man put down his long silver stick, tilted his head, and watched the old man set up the formation with great interest.
When the old man saw the mysterious golden-masked man's actions, he felt reassured. He tapped the storage bag again, took out a large amount of materials one after another, and set up a magic circle to restrict the situation in front of the golden-masked man.
The others looked at each other in confusion, some afraid to move.
"Take action quickly. This person is suspected by countless people to be the hidden descendant of some big force. Every time he performs the mission of Merit Hall, he waits for others to prepare before taking action. He seems to be training. If we don't prepare, we will really die.
, relax your mind and accumulate strength.”
Halfway through setting up the formation, the old man suddenly saw that none of his brothers and sisters were moving. He was so angry that his old face turned red, and he couldn't help shouting angrily.
The rest of the people suddenly woke up from a dream, and used their strongest methods one after another. Although some people wondered why the little dwarf was killed instantly, it was too late to think about it at this time.
For a moment, the sky was full of excitement, and everyone was preparing. After all, everyone has seen the methods of this mysterious golden-masked man. The monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul were caught off guard and were instantly killed. Without more preparation, they were really in danger of falling.
Seeing this scene, the golden-masked man was speechless for a while, but he let them go. The silver long stick was stuck in the sea water, with his hands folded, leaning on the long stick and watching.
After half an hour, a group of people in mid-air were ready. Their confidence suddenly soared, and there was even a hint of fighting spirit in their eyes.
Without saying anything, the golden-masked man slowly straightened up and kicked the long silver stick with his heel. The long stick flew up and spun around a few times, and was held tightly by the golden-masked man in his hand.
"Jin Mian, you are too famous, and we don't want to fight with you at first, but you push people too hard, so no wonder I wait."
The old man said this, as if they were innocent.
The golden-masked man below couldn't help but shake his head. He had screened all the tasks in Merit Hall, and absolutely none of them were to wrongfully accuse innocent people, or to eradicate dissidents for a certain force. In other words, these people are all guilty people.
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In mid-air, the old man saw that the golden-masked man still had no intention of retreating. He knew that talking more would be useless, so he immediately stopped being polite, gave a deep drink, and began to mutter something in his mouth. His hands flew up and down, and he shot out a series of magic formulas, controlling the magic circle to restrain his power.
In a short period of time, it is naturally impossible to deploy any extremely powerful magic circle. This magic circle is actually a semi-complete magic circle. If you take it out and arrange it, and then improve it a little, you can exert great power.
"Do it!"
The old man drinks again.
For a moment, the sky and the earth within a radius of ten miles were turbulent, with winds and clouds surging. The golden-masked man seemed to be imprisoned in a small independent world. Infinite waves surged into the sky, and the formation flags and formation disks swept away golden killing lights.
At the same time, the others also took action.
The stern look in the eyes of the gorgeous woman in her thirties flashed away. The small umbrella in her hand swelled in the wind, and soon became like a house roof, shrouding the sky above the magic circle, spraying out streams of pink mist and mist.
Cow hair needle.
A middle-aged man shook his hands and threw a jade gourd. He flicked his fingers solemnly, and a ray of light fell on the gourd. In an instant, the mouth of the gourd tilted, and sprayed out a monstrous black gas like thick ink at Ye Mo in the magic circle.
The dark wind is strong, and the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling penetrates the cracked gold and stone.
The last person was a young man. He opened the spirit beast bag in his hand, and hundreds of thousands of weird flying insects flew out, wrapping him tightly and tightly. Then, he took out a small bronze clock.
Come, dozens of magic techniques hit the small bell, and with one finger pointing at the golden-faced man in the magic circle, the small bell suddenly seemed to be attracted, and it quickly grew in size. It was aimed at Ye Mo and shook violently, and the sound waves came like waves!
"Is this your last resort?"
The golden-masked man spoke for the first time, and his voice sounded like gold and iron clashing. It was obviously foley and not real.
As he spoke, the golden-masked man's figure flashed like a fleeting shadow, without any fluctuations in mana. Instead, he walked in the air, his body flashing and disappearing constantly, avoiding a large torrent of magic by just a hair's breadth.
The scene that happened in front of them shocked the hearts of several people in the air, but at this time they had already taken action. The only way to retreat was to die and they could only continue to attack.
Unfortunately, even within the confines of the magic circle, the golden-masked man was still very relaxed and comfortable. The magic light emitted by the formation flags and formation disks could not touch the corners of his clothes at all. As for the black energy and pink mist, he could only run for his life.
chasing his figure.
After evading the killing attacks several times, the golden-masked man finally stopped and looked mockingly at the few people in mid-air.
But at this moment, several people in the air were already pale, their bodies were cold, and they could hardly control the magic circle or magic weapon. How could they resist such a powerful opponent?
The fighting spirit of this group of people had been wiped out, and the golden-masked man was too lazy to waste time. His body shape suddenly changed, and he turned into a tall... ape!
This ape was tall, with golden pupils, blue hair, and a burly body. It raised its head to the sky and roared, causing the entire sea area to stir wildly.
"break!"
There was still a harsh sound, and the golden-eyed water ape transformed into a golden-faced man punched out, and the endless sea water surged up, turning into a giant fist containing billions of dollars of destructive power, and struck hard with one blow.
On the magic circle.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
With three punches in a row, the powerful formation was broken open so easily, sending hundreds of formation flags and formation disks to nowhere.
"Destroy!"
There was another cold shout, and the golden-masked man swept across with his long stick, taking the initiative to face the pink mist and black air.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the middle-aged people and the gorgeous women were filled with joy.
However, their joy froze in the next moment, and the gorgeous woman screamed: "A magic weapon to ward off magic! This is actually a magic weapon to ward off magic!"
Sure enough, when everyone took a closer look, they saw pink mist, fine needles and black air being swept by the long stick. They wanted to wrap themselves around it, but they lost their strength when they got close to the long stick and couldn't get close to it at all. In this way, almost
Under the blow of the stick, the black air and pink mist quickly dissipated, and the fine needles fell into the turbulent sea.
"Twilight drums and morning bells, duh!"
At this time, the young man spurted out a mouthful of blood, turning into a bloody rainbow and falling into the bronze bell.
The big bell was stimulated to vibrate more and more fiercely, the sound waves were continuous, causing people to have hallucinations, and the big bell became bigger and bigger.
A hint of fear flashed in the golden-faced man's eyes, and he sneered: "Competition? Then let's compare!"
As he spoke, the golden-faced man threw the long silver stick in his hand into the air. The stick suddenly surged in size and soon surpassed the bell, completely blocking the sound wave.
"This magical weapon weighs 1,296,000 kilograms. Let's see if your imitation can handle it!"
The golden-masked man's figure swayed and returned to his original appearance. He pressed one hand on the silver pillar like the Optimus Pillar and actually waved it. A man who was worse than an ant was waving something like a giant mountain.
The huge gap between magical weapons is truly shocking beyond words.
"boom!"
When the stick fell, the sky and the earth shook violently, and the bronze bell instantly shattered into pieces. The young man spat out three big mouthfuls of blood, became unstable, and almost fell into the sea.
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Half a day later, the golden-masked man flew across the boundless sea and arrived at a deserted island.
Someone had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw the golden-masked man falling, the man chuckled and came up to him with a smile on his face. He saluted politely and said: "The golden-masked man's action is really extraordinary. It's only been a few days, right? It's actually been a few days."
I killed all five of them, you are really... young and promising."
This man seemed to be middle-aged. He was dressed in a green shirt. He praised him generously when he opened his mouth, but it was not against his will, because he was indeed surprised and admired.
Those five people are not simple. They have rare treasures that block most tracking spells. This alone can give countless Xuanwang-level hunters a huge headache, not to mention many other methods.
But in just a few days, all five of them died. Such efficiency was something that most Xuan King hunters could not achieve.
Young and promising?
The golden-faced man sneered secretly, it was just to test whether he was of the younger generation. He was not yet able to fall into the little trap in his words, so he just remained silent.
The middle-aged man in green shirt didn't care. He smiled and passed by without mentioning the things he had agreed on in advance. Instead, he said: "Your Excellency has such magical powers and cultivation. It would be a waste to act in such a low-key manner. The master has ordered me to invite you to join us."
Celestial City Alliance, what do you think?"
Tiancheng Alliance, one of the three major family faction giants, in other words, the family faction came to win over themselves.
Indeed, since I am so high-profile and have amazing combat power, it is the devil if these people are not moved.
"Take out the things, the mission is accomplished."
The golden-masked man's voice was slightly cold, and his rejection was self-evident.
The middle-aged man in blue shirt frowned, and said with deep meaning: "Could it be that you are from the sect? But even so, we should know who you are, right? Although this thing is nothing, but
It is considered rare and cannot be handed over to people of unknown origin."
"Ask Deputy Hall Master Yu."
The golden-faced man's voice was cold, with a hint of evil aura.
The middle-aged men in green shirts couldn't help but shake their heads. If it was useful, they would already know who the person in front of them is.
"Since you are unwilling to cooperate, don't blame me for waiting."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt looked sharp and his eyes darkened.
As soon as he finished speaking, the robes of the middle-aged man in green robes suddenly started to flutter, and a spiritual pressure breath that swallowed the sky and the earth surged out, and the sea area thousands of miles around suddenly surged with wind and clouds, and thunder broke out.
"Venerable God Transformation! I checked your information and you are clearly at the ninth level of Nascent Soul!"
The golden-masked man's eyes were wide open and he couldn't believe it.
"Hahaha... That's all for old time. In order to deal with you, our alliance has taken great pains. You are almost as good as the direct descendants of all major forces, but do you really think that you can compare with them?"
The middle-aged man in blue shirt laughed wildly.
The golden-masked man's chest rose and fell violently, but he soon calmed down. He glanced at the middle-aged man in blue and said calmly: "In this case, I can no longer hide my identity."
Saying this, the golden-masked man raised his hand and pressed it on the mask, then gently took it off.
"You...how could it be you! Aren't you living in Gongde Hall? You are practicing hard and have never left the mountain."
The middle-aged man in blue shirt was also dumbfounded. Looking at Ye Mo's face, he almost thought it was an illusion.
"Dead people don't need answers."
Ye Mo put away his mask and opened his mouth suddenly. Eight rays of different colors and dazzling brilliance spurted out. It was the flying sword of the eight-series magic power: "Five elements and three wonders, eight-phase sword domain, kill!" Mobile phone