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- As soon as Ma Chengwu and Velazquez left, Hu Huan became active. He is so shrewd. He only heard a few words from Ma Chengwu, and he judged that there was probably something tricky in the gray fog.
Ma Chengwu's spell is also unique and secret. He hasn't even taught his sons, so he is not afraid of being seen through.
But Hu Huan really studied Tianyan very deeply. He walked around in the gray mist for a few times before he noticed a few flaws.
Although Hu Huan's attainments in Tianyanshu are still limited, he can only fabricate zero-level spells. After all, he only has occupations of the mythical family and warrior family, but the zero-level Tianyanshu can already do many things.
Hu Huan tried the flaws he found one by one, and some of them were defensive flaws, which were useless.
When he reached the seventh one, it suddenly became clear that there was an extra office.
The most striking thing about this office is the round table visited in the middle, and the high-backed leather chairs around the round table, some of which are obviously different from old and new, and must have been prepared separately.
Hu Huan was a little surprised. He knew that Ma Chengwu was not a veteran, nor an executive officer, nor was he one of the five captains. He was not qualified to own a meeting room back then.
"An old friend from back then, someone really died!"
Although Hu Huan knew that many people in those days would not be able to survive, but after all there is no definite news, even if the two announced the death, he did not feel that they must really be dead.
But seeing this conference room, he was 100% sure that someone must have disappeared.
Otherwise, this conference room would not be in Ma Chengwu's hands.
Especially this set of conference rooms is obviously different, and there may be more than one old friend who disappeared.
Hu Huan was a little sad, but he didn't sit at the round table.
He went around and knew who the round table in this conference room came from. Hu Huan murmured to himself: "It turned out to be Stefan's desk, and I don't know whose hands the chairs came from, but the one Ma Chengwu sat on should be one of the two executive officers, and Enzo's one one."
"I will inform Qiu Sheng later, but he may have known about it long ago."
Hu Huan didn't do anything to the round table. When he saw the corner of this office, more than a dozen second-rank and three third-rank strange monsters imprisoned by the Youshen method, he couldn't help blowing a light whistle.
"Actually, ghost magic and fetish magic have about the same utilization rate on strange monsters."
"The Nether God method can devour several existences higher than its own level, thus achieving a breakthrough. In fact, the utilization rate is higher. After all, the fetish method has its limitations."
"But the ghost method, if you swallow these things, you can only turn into a nightmare, evil spirit, or fierce spirit, and there is no chance to turn back."
"It's hard to say, how much better than fetishism."
"These two spells are considered failures among the twelve new spells!"
Hu Huan sighed, and he stretched out his hand to stroke it. More than a dozen second-level strange monsters were turned into fetish cards one after another, and he put them away.
Those three-headed and third-rank alien monsters need to be a little troublesome. The level of nonsense is not enough, and the failure rate is very high.
The first strange monster he chose was a slug-like thing, which looked very disgusting, and its whole body was sticky and greasy. Even though its spiritual consciousness was imprisoned by the Nether God Method, it still wriggled uncontrollably.
This also means that it does not actually have a main brain. Even if the real brain is imprisoned, the nervous system all over the body can still maintain life.
Most of this strange monster has tenacious vitality, even if a few pieces are cut off, it can still survive.
Hu Huan tried more than ten times, but all failed, so he changed to a strange monster, intending to change his luck.
Hu Huan had never seen this alien monster before, but he had been introduced by a teacher in class.
The courses of Special Class 25 are still very valuable, such as talking about different closed areas and the types of strange monsters that haunt.
This strange monster is called Santu Train, and it is a rare kind of strange monster. It is as beautiful as a phoenix, but the flames on its body are blue and white, the feathers are also pale green and white, and its wings are extremely wild.
The three-way train can freely enter and exit the Shadow of Everything, and some studies have even shown that it can also penetrate into another layer, which is higher than the Shadow of Everything.
It's just that this kind of research is too shallow and cannot be confirmed.
The three-way train is extremely rare, and has not been found in China, but a few have been found in Europe, causing serious damage, but then disappeared.
?Hu Huan took twelve consecutive shots of physical magic. Just when he thought that he was unlucky and failed successively, the thirteenth physical magic fell.The head of the three-way train was covered with golden light, and it turned into a fetish card, which fell into Hu Huan's hand.
Hu Huan was overjoyed, and was about to attack the third third-tier alien monster when he sensed the gray mist shaking. His mind turned very quickly, and he dropped a newly refined fetish card on the round table, and quickly exited office.
Ma Chengwu sensed that his old lair had been invaded, and rushed back desperately. When he stepped into the office and saw the second-level strange monster without a trace of the bird, and the lost third-way train, the horror in his heart was beyond words. surface.
When he saw the fetish card on the round table, his eyes tightened even more. This fetish card happened to be still on the seat of one of the thirteen elders, Sunyou Tianmo.
Ma Chengwu walked over and picked up the fetish card, his face as dark as clear water.
He walked to his seat, sat down, and activated the meeting room, calling everyone.
As one of the ancients, although Ma Chengwu is not a veteran, nor an executive officer, nor one of the five captains, he still knows the conference room well and knows how to hold a meeting.
Hu Huan exited the office hidden in the gray mist, and before he had time to inspect it, he sensed the small snail cave sky and faintly called out the harvest just now.
With a slight smile, he activated the Little Worm Cave.
Sitting at the round table, Ma Chengwu didn't sense any changes in the gray fog, which swept away a little doubt.
He didn't know that Hu Huan's ten big monkeys were not the real body at all.
Hu Huan approached the round table with big strides. He was surprised to see that besides Zhou Qiusheng and Elizabeth, there were actually two more people.
One is Ma Chengwu who occupies the seat of Enzo, one of the two executive officers, and the other is an old friend who has just been in contact with, the head of the twelve Dharma Kings of the Soul Sect, and the real leader Mostima who has no name but is real.
Hu Huan smiled lightly, and introduced himself first: "I am the son-in-law of Tianmo Ling's family, and so is that Qiu Sheng. You two are newcomers, which family's son-in-law are you?"
Mostima looked stunned, then chuckled, and said, "I don't want to work hard anymore, but I don't have enough social circles, so I'll ask the two seniors for advice."
Ma Chengwu said in a low voice: "How do you feel about the return of the demon?" </div> - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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