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- Returning from the 900th Floor, Chapter 405 of the main text volume, the high priest and several black robes had nosebleeds and pale faces. They stepped forward to support the crumbling leader.
The state of the leader is more serious.
Not only the mouth and nose were bleeding, but the eyes seemed to be blind, and the eyes were half-opened blankly, and the right hand that resisted Mo Ran was even weaker and drooping, as if he had lost consciousness.
His expression was a little unacceptable.
While spitting blood, he said loudly in disbelief: "Impossible! The high priest has read the latest information and analyzed it very clearly. With our current strength, even the top climbers in the Eastern Continent can't hurt me. A high priest!"
Mo Ran flipped back to the ground with ease, looked at the gloves and was a little surprised: "It can actually block the attack of the 700-layer unique treasure, I really can't underestimate you neurotics of the Western Continent!"
The man in black on the opposite side was obviously taken aback.
Can't help but wonder: "Seven hundred floors? The highest is only 659 floors, where is the seven hundred floors?"
Wang Wen from behind smiled and said: "It seems that your information is a bit out of touch."
"Don't try to fool me!" The leader yelled with his eyes closed, as if losing his composure: "How could the tower level that you haven't changed for decades improve so much in just a few months after Qin Dongbei's death?"
Hearing this, Wang Wen narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.
Mo Ran snorted coldly, said "less nonsense" and rushed forward again.
"Boom!!"
The center that had already been blown up once exploded again, and the surging airflow had nowhere to go, so it had to rush straight up into the sky, swinging away the dense clouds above.
Mo Ran fluttered and fell to the ground.
Kneading his fists, he sneered: "I can hit at least fifty more attacks of this level. How long can you carry it?"
Before he finished speaking, he threw his fist and rushed into the smoke again.
Pursue fiercely.
Don't give the other party a chance to breathe.
But this time.
Mo Ran, who had just entered the smoke, suddenly appeared a hundred meters away.
He was in a daze with a confused face.
Wang Wen gently waved the scepter to teleport him back.
Mo Ran was furious.
Thousands of sparks were slammed at the position of the man in black again.
An inconspicuous spike pierced out of the smoke concealedly.
It was so hidden that even Wang Wen didn't see it clearly.
Only Mo Ran, who was close at hand, barely blocked it with his gloved hand by virtue of his super high reflexes.
However, the hardness and impact of the spikes were obviously beyond his expectation. The glove blocked the damage but could not block the impact, and the spikes directly knocked him into the air.
? Flew upside down from mid-air over the heads of Wang Wen and the others, and landed far away where Brother Xiong and others landed before.
This blow made Mo Ran feel a little dazed.
Seeing this scene not far away, He Embarrassed shouted to Jiang Zheng, Song Ping'an and others, "Let's go together!" and rushed towards the smoke.
The emotional crowd was stopped by a thick transparent barrier.
Wang Wen looked at the smoke with her brows furrowed.
There is a powerful energy fluctuation inside.
There are almost 600 "Wang Wen" energy divine powers, which is twice as much as the one he once converted in the world inside the tower!
And it took less than half a day for him to come out of the tower this time.
Even if the assholes in the tower are still supplying it non-stop, the number of divine power accumulated in the body is only about less than one hundred.
Jiang Daoli moved to Mo Ran's side and supported him with a mechanical arm.
He embarrassed looked at Wang Min suspiciously after being stopped by the barrier.
Wang Wen's eyes flickered, he stared at the smoke and said: "Here comes a powerful guy."
Everyone stopped moving.
Qiqi stared at the slowly dissipating smoke.
I saw a person in a red robe appearing in front of several scarred and embarrassed men in black robes.
Looking from the side, the figure is not tall, on the contrary, it is a little thin.
However, the men in black robes bowed down excitedly as if they had seen the backbone, and shouted "high priest" respectfully in their mouths.
The man in red waved his hand lightly.
Wang Wen felt the divine power of about a few "Wang Wen" flowing to the black-robed man.
Afterwards, the injuries of several black-robed men improved a lot.
As expected, there was another grateful flattery.
Wang Wen thought about it.
also waved his right?.
Vow to quickly restore some minor injuries on Mo Ran's body to normal.
The man in the red robe on the opposite side seemed to feel something, looked up at Wang Wen, and asked aloud: "Are you Wang Wen?"
Everyone who heard the voice was obviously stunned.
It's a soft female voice!
Wang Wen smiled and responded, "Are you the high priest?"
The man in the red robe didn't seem interested in chatting with Wang Wen.
Pointing to several men in black robes, Wang Wen asked, "Why did you hurt our people?"
Mo Ran, who had recovered from his injuries, stood up alive and snorted coldly: "This is the East Continent. We played well in our own territory and didn't provoke anyone. They sent it up to taunt and beat us to death. !"
The man in the red robe ignored Mo Ran.
It seems that the other party is not qualified to talk to him "she?"
It seems that I have never heard of it.
Just staring at Wang Min quietly.
A pure white mask was exposed under the hood of the red robe.
There are only two holes in the mask for the eyes, and the other parts are tightly stitched, and even the breathing air does not know where to come in and out.
Wang Wen looked at the mask and thought for a while, then said, "Because they steal."
"Qinbei?" The red-robed man looked down at the black-robed man, and after getting a nod in reply, he raised his head and said to Wang Wen again: "He is originally from our western continent, but he is just lurking in your eastern part to collect information. Let's take him back. Doesn't count as stealing?"
"It's pointless to argue about these things when people are dead." Wang Wen said impatiently: "You just came, and your subordinates said that everything has to be decided by you, whether to return Qin Dongdong or hand over the way to use the divine power, choose one, of course you I don¡¯t mind if I give them both.¡±
The man in the red robe inexplicably laughed twice: "Are you so good at teaching yourself?"
"Of course you have to send back the things you stole with your own hands." Wang Wen thought so. .
Too expensive.
In fact, he had already tried to pass the oath back to Qin Dongbei.
Found that the consumption was huge, and the face said that it would charge fifty!
Plus the handling fee is as high as 100!
He himself only has a total of more than 200 "Wang Min", so it is too exaggerated to burn nearly half of them in such a way.
I don't know what method the other party used to save it, but it is so difficult to deal with.
The man in the red robe on the opposite side heard what Wang Wen said.
nodded.
No more verbosity.
Waving gently pointed at Wang Min.
Immediately.
The earth shook, and the ground under Wang Wen's feet cracked a huge gap and swallowed him.
The giant hand composed of energy lifted everyone into the air in time.
From above, a flaming meteorite as big as a playground fell violently.
Wang Wen propped up a transparent barrier to resist.
The moment the meteorite fell, the energy drained like water, and nearly twenty "Wang Wen" were missing in an instant.
This is already equivalent to twenty times the power released by the nuclear bomb explosion launched by the six major consortiums!
Wang Wen frowned, and waved the scepter to teleport everyone out of this area.
The location where it reappeared unexpectedly also had the attack of "Heaven and Earth Shattering".
As if the ground fissures and meteorites had been bound to him, he could not get rid of this wave of attacks unless they were completely scattered or counteracted.
Wang Wen gritted her teeth, condensed the energy of nearly a hundred "Wang Wen" into a little sun, and used the nine-day Chongyang Kung Fu learned in the tower to increase the destructive power of the energy several times, blasting far to the position of the red-robed man.
The man in the red robe seemed to feel the terrifying power contained in the little sun.
Waving his hand disappeared in place together with the man in black.
Wang Wen waved the scepter to send people back to have close contact with Little Sun.
As a result, a human face floated out of the scepter to tell him that he didn't have enough energy. If he wanted to pass on the red robe, he would need at least a hundred people, plus a handling fee of two hundred.
Wang Wen lowered her face and warned it: "Aren't you a little unreasonable to double the handling fee at this time?"
The human face didn't pay much attention, and he went back to the scepter with a whoosh.
Wang Wen pursed her lips and wrote down this.
If it hadn't been for the fact that the various oaths against the human face that had been tested were forcibly canceled by the human face breaking the rules, he would have "killed" this ghost thing long ago.
It seems that if you want to engage this guy, you have to think of another way.
Wang Wen thought about it.
Change the content of the oath, since the red robe cannot be transmitted, then try to transmit the little sun.
Anyway, it's all intimate contact, it doesn't matter who takes the initiative to cling to anyone.
This time the oath was successfully fulfilled, perhaps because the little sun belongs to Wang Wen's own energy, with pure zero resistance, and the transmission consumption is very little, only deducting less than two "Wang Wen".
Including the damn face handling fee, at most one is enough.
Wang Wen looked up at the flaming meteorite that was still persistently bombarding the transparent barrier to consume his energy.
Slightly raised his eyebrows.
Binding attack? Who can't?
The sky in a certain direction in the distance.
Suddenly it went dark for a moment.sp; The oath was successfully fulfilled this time, perhaps because the little sun belongs entirely to Wang Wen's own energy, with pure zero resistance, and the transmission consumption is very little, only deducting less than two "Wang Wen".
Including the damn face handling fee, at most one is enough.
Wang Wen looked up at the flaming meteorite that was still persistently bombarding the transparent barrier to consume his energy.
Slightly raised his eyebrows.
Binding attack? Who can't?
The sky in a certain direction in the distance.
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