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Chapter 945 Great fortune is waiting for you

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    The entire Colosseum is extremely crazy.

    The sounds of fighting and shouting intertwined together at this moment, echoing throughout the world, endlessly.

    At this moment, in an independent luxurious room.

    Mo Fan and Pharaoh were sitting on the sofa.

    Mo Fan took some fruit wine from the storage ring. This was fruit wine he brewed himself. It tasted good. He poured a glass and handed it to the Pharaoh beside him: "Pharaoh, this is the fruit wine I brewed myself. Try it.  Give it a try?¡±

    "Okay!" Pharaoh nodded. At this moment, his eyes fell on the fruit wine in the wine glass. The next moment, he noticed something and stared at the fruit wine. He was shocked to find that there was an extremely terrifying thing lingering in the fruit wine.  Avenue rules.

    "Hiss!"

    He couldn't help but take a breath of air.

    "What?" Mo Fan looked at Pharaoh curiously and asked when he saw Pharaoh's expression.

    "It's okay, it's okay!" Pharaoh pretended to be calm, but his heart had already stirred up a storm. He knew that Mo Fan didn't want to expose his true identity, so he could only suppress the shock in his heart.

    He took a sip.

    This mouthful made the blood in his body keep rolling, rolling like the sea, which made his body couldn't help but tremble.

    At this moment, in Pharaoh's body, a mysterious and terrifying force is filling his limbs and bones, extending his lifespan and improving his cultivation level.

    He didn¡¯t expect that he would be so blessed just by taking a sip of fruit wine from his senior.

    Is this because senior is happy?  Give him a great blessing?

    "What else do I need to practice? I just lick it!"

    Pharaoh couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He realized that his life had been in vain all these years. If he had known his predecessors earlier and worked hard to lick them, he would have received a steady stream of great blessings, and his cultivation level would surely be as high as  Lightning fast improvement, right?

    Pharaoh thought to himself.

    Mo Fan drank the fruit wine and looked ahead.

    In his cuffs, the mini-sized Dark Dragon poked its head out and stared at the wine glass in front of him.

    When Mo Fan saw this scene, he touched the little dark dragon¡¯s head and smiled slightly: ¡°You want to drink too?¡±

    Xiao Minglong nodded gently.

    So, Mo Fan found another wine glass, poured it into the wine glass, and placed the glass on the table.

    The little Minglong suddenly opened his mouth and sucked in, and saw that the fruit wine in the wine glass was sucked in by it.

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    A force of the law of the great avenue permeated the body of the little ghost dragon and kept wandering around. Gradually, the aura of the little ghost dragon became stronger and stronger.

    At this moment, Mo Fan raised his head again and looked at the scene ahead.

    Ahead.

    The interior of the Colosseum is a huge circular square.

    At this moment, a monk was fighting a bloody battle with a huge monster.

    The monster's head resembles that of a lion, but its whole body is covered with blood-colored scales, and its whole body is exuded by blood-colored air currents that are constantly entangled.

    "Roar!"

    It roared low, the roar was loud, raised its sharp claws, and slammed towards the young monk in front of it.

    The young monk raised his head, saw this scene, his expression remained unchanged, and he held a sharp sword.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    At this moment, the sharp sword in his hand stabbed out.

    In the void, the sound of a sword resounded immediately at this moment.

    The bright sword light roared and headed straight towards the huge monster in front.

    Mo Fan was looking ahead curiously.

    In the Colosseum, cheers and shouts kept ringing.

    The sword cultivator was holding a sharp sword.

    An ordinary sword swing, but its power is extremely astonishing.

    It was obviously just a sword, but the moment it was struck, thousands of sword shadows emerged and shot forward at the same time.

    Next to him, Pharaoh raised his head, looked at this scene, and said: "He is actually a disciple of the Sword Shadow Immortal Sect!"

    "Sword Shadow Immortal Sect?"

    Mo Fan was slightly stunned.

    "Yeah! A very ancient sword sect!" Pharaoh nodded gently and said to Mo Fan.

    "This sword is indeed good!"

    "I really want to learn it!" Mo Fan suddenly said, mainly because this sword is gorgeous enough. It would be good if he could master this sword technique.

      "Want to learn?" Upon hearing this, Pharaoh's eyes moved. Although he didn't know why the senior wanted to learn this sword move, the other party spoke. As the licking dog of the senior, he naturally had to do it hard.

    "I'll come as soon as I go, please wait for me for a moment!"

    Pharaoh¡¯s eyes flickered, and the next moment, he left the luxurious box.

    Mo Fan is still looking ahead.

    It has to be said that the sword cultivator¡¯s strength is extremely terrifying, but Mo Fan feels that this person is still far behind his disciple, the Third Generation Demon Emperor.

    After all, his disciple, the Third-generation Demon Emperor, is a genuine and powerful swordsman from the Immortal Realm!

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    At this moment, in the Colosseum.

    The young swordsman held the sharp sword again and stabbed forward.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    An extremely loud sword sound resounded again at this moment, and it could not stop being heard.

    Immediately afterwards, this bright sword light roared over.

    Ahead, the huge beast with scales all over its body and exuding a terrifying demonic aura roared low, raised its sharp claws, and slammed it down.

    While Mo Fan was watching the battle, on the other side, not far away, was an old man with a sharp sword on his back, standing with his hands behind his back. He raised his head and looked ahead.

    The man who fought fiercely with the monster was his disciple.

    And he is from the Sword Shadow Immortal Sect!

    The Sword Shadow Immortal Sect is a famous sect in the Beidou Star Territory and has a history of thousands of years.

    at this time.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Behind him, a low sound of breaking wind resounded, and then, a vicissitudes of life figure came towards this side.

    This man is clearly a pharaoh!

    The Pharaoh raised his head and his eyes fell on the old man in front of him who was carrying the ancient sword. He smiled slightly and said: "I am the Pharaoh of the Fairy Clan!"

    "The Fairy Clan?" Upon hearing this, the old man carrying the ancient sword shrank his pupils slightly and looked at the Pharaoh in surprise.

    He has naturally heard of the Fairy Clan.

    After all, the Fairy Clan was once the overlord of the Beidou Star Territory.

    But now, the Fairy Clan has declined.

    He thought that there were no more immortal monks in this starry sky.

    "What's the matter?"

    ? he asked.

    "There is a great fortune waiting for you!"

    The Pharaoh raised his head and looked at the old man carrying the ancient sword in front of him, with a bright smile on his face, smiled slightly, and said.

    "What's the meaning?"

    "Have you discovered a new wonderland?"

    The old man carrying the ancient sword looked at the Pharaoh and asked.

    "no!"

    "This is what happened"

    Pharaoh immediately told the old sword cultivator what had happened.

    "Is there something wrong with your mind?" When the old swordsman heard this, he looked at the Pharaoh with a strange expression and said.

    According to what the Pharaoh said, which senior wants to learn the Sword Shadow Floating Sword Technique?

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