Instant Kill

Guo Twelve's face was slightly red. He was not very interested in this. Because of the handsome old man, he didn't care much about many things. According to his ideas, since the spirit offering is his own and can never be separated from himself, then all he knows is what he knows. If he doesn't understand, he will say hello and he is too lazy to think more.

Said lazily: "Isn't it you ..."

The handsome old man jumped with anger and said, "Mine is mine ..."

Twelve Guo casually connected: "You are also mine."

The handsome old man was speechless. Thinking about this, he said helplessly: "Ah, I am doing it for you. After all, the knowledge imprinted in his soul can really belong to you."

Guo Twelve smiled and said: "I know, just some small details will not be remembered, I work hard."

The handsome old man heard the black line. He also knew that Guo Twelve worked hard, but he often asked some inexplicable questions, and they were still the most basic. The questions that ordinary professionals understand, made him very crazy.

Guo Twelve said: "The rain is getting smaller."

The violent heavy rain gradually weakened, and Guo Twelve could also see the distant scenery. The fog was in front of me, the rain was no longer so loud, the roar of the beasts, and the hoofs of large groups of herbivores, mixed together, from time to time there were one or two roars of fierce beasts, hundreds of bison coming from the hill Passing by. Guo twelve sighed in his heart that the bison here can grow up to seven or eight meters long, looking sturdy and abnormal.

Behind a large group of bison, there is a mutant rune lion sneaking over 30 meters long, which is a sixth-level mutant rune lion. It seemed to be staring at a certain bison, and suddenly started, striking towards an old bison falling behind.

Guo Twelve watched with interest, this low-level mutant rune lion, has not aroused his interest in hunting.

Is a hundred meters, and the ability to mutate the Rune Lion has nothing to say. He overturned a bison with one paw, biting it on the neck of the bison, and it made a satisfied hum.

Ripped a mouth from the soft abdomen, and the mutant rune lion began to eat bloody. Guo twelve found that the mutant rune lion is a bit like the lion of the previous life, but it is more different. It eats very fast. It takes a moment to eat all the internal organs in the bison ’s abdomen, and then bites the bison. Fresh meat.

Blood splashed, attracting more and more vultures hovering in the air. The vultures here are huge, with their wings spreading out for more than ten meters. They are waiting, hoping that the mutant runes can leave a little leftovers.

The handsome old man glanced at it, disdainful: "What's so beautiful about this?"

Guo Twelve said lightly: "It's good to see, I don't plan to become a food for mutant runes like a bison."

The handsome old man felt that Guo Twelve was inexplicable and said, "Okay, I'm going to be busy, you can continue to watch." His head just retracted to the altar, and came out again, saying: "Somebody is fighting ... Feel the fluctuation of the soul. "

Guo Twelve had also noticed, he nodded and said: "Yes, I also feel it."

Mutant rune lion buried his head and ate, suddenly raised his head and looked away. It also felt uneasy. The rainwater mixed with blood water, which ran down the corner of its mouth. It stood up and roared with a demonstration.

The handsome old man said: "There are many people, but not many masters ... Um, up to four ... No, there are five altar masters ..."

Guo Twelve was shocked and said, "Five? So many?"

Handsome old man said in a deep voice: "Well, but ... it seems that they are all professionals of the virtual altar, you don't need to care."

Guo Twelve said: "I depend on it, the five virtual altar professionals, er, don't care, huh, huh." He also understood that the five altar-level masters could not all be enemies, of which they must have their own aspects. People. He scratched his head and said, "Frighten me, hehe."

The handsome old man smiled and said, "Yueblan has just finished the sacrifice, don't you plan to try it?" He has been encouraging Guo Twelve to fight to enhance the fighting power. Guo Twelve is not willing to kill, but he also knows that in this world, there is no way to protect itself without strong force.

Guo XII knew that the battle could not be avoided, and he said, "Okay, let me go!"

The handsome old man smiled happily: "Hey, this is a good boy!" It was hard to praise, Guo Guo could not help but sigh: "It's not easy."

"What's really not easy?"

Guo XII said: "Let your elderly compliment, really ... really not easy ..."

The handsome old man laughed, he said proudly: "The old man never praises people easily, boy, work hard, let the old man praise a few more words."

Guo twelve patted the top of the altar and said, "Go! Go and see!" He still looked at the lively mood a little. According to his ideas, it is not necessary to shoot, just be able to scare the other party.

The altar rose into the sky and flew away.

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A few minutes later, Guo XII saw Fu Guang flashing, heard bursts of roar, and then saw a group of people fluttering in his direction in awkward direction.

Guo Twelve controlled the altar to fall, he shouted: "Stop, who is beating you?" He had already recognized this group of people as the disciple of Gunan family.

There are about three teams, about twenty people, one is embarrassed, and many people are injured and dragged to fly.

This group of people saw Guo XII falling down, and they were frightened. One of the disciples shouted, "Come a few people and me to block him, the others ... run!"

Guo XII knew that he had misunderstood. He didn't say much, and raised his hand to raise his identity sign. The Great Master who was about to desperately nearly fell. He was surprised and his voice changed: "Clan leader! It is the clan leader of our family ... We are saved ..."

Several of them, who were injured and barely supported, fell straight down when they heard that they were rescued. Guo twelve patted the altar and immediately stretched out ten tentacles to catch them in mid-air. If they don't save, these people will have to lose at least half of their lives, and the wounded will probably die.

Guo Twelve used his tentacles to roll several injured disciples onto the altar and said, "All come up!"

All the disciples flew to the altar, one by one collapsed at the top of the altar without a figure. Before Guo Twelve had spoken, a great saint pointed not far away and said, "They came after!"

Dozens of professionals flew aggressively, very fast, but when they saw Guo XII's altar, they immediately began to slow down. Guo Twelve's altar greeted him.

Someone shouted in horror: "It's an altar master ... run!"

Guo Twelve couldn't help but laugh, the feeling of bullying is indeed very cool. He shouted and the altar crashed into the crowd. The speed of the altar can be faster than that of the professionals. The group of professionals flew around, but they did not expect Guo Twelve to launch an attack, but extended numerous tentacles from the altar.

In a blink of an eye, the tentacles are entangled, and every entangled professional feels that the soul is shocked, as if the soul is about to be taken out. Professionals rely on soul power. Once the soul power is weakened, 90% of one's ability is removed. The moment most professionals are entangled in tentacles, they fall into a coma.

No one missed the net, all captured. This is the strength of the altar master. Of course, if Guo Twelve used a Moonblade to cut, it would be estimated that he would have lost half of it, but he used tentacles to catch it. Gu Xizhu was not only a powerful tentacle, his most powerful skill was to devour the soul. This is still under the control of Guo Twelve, and the tentacles are not swallowed, otherwise none of these people will survive.

The group of captives was thrown to the top of the altar, and the disciples of the Gunan family immediately bound them up. Guo Twelve played a spell to make the altar huge again.

At this time, there was another burst of loud noises in the distance. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, the rain has become very small, only a light drizzle, the vision has become better. Guo XII asked: "Who else is fighting?"

The disciple of the Gunan family said: "It is the two elders of our family, they blocked most of the chasing soldiers ... Clan elders, please ... please ..." Guo Twelve is a guest of the Qingqing clan, if he is unwilling No one dares to force it.

Guo XII asked: "What's your name?"

The man said: "The Gunan Family, the Senior Grand Master, Nanzhou."

Guo nodded at twelve, patted the top of the altar, and shouted, "Go! Let's go over and see!"

Nanzhou Daxi, whispered: "Thank you clan elder, thank you clan elder!"

The altar of Guo Twelve turned into a long rainbow, and flew straight down. In the blink of an eye, he saw the five people in the battle going up and down, the light flashing, the thunderbolt shaking, and the sky was hot.

A group of disciples of the Gunan family were fixed on Guo XII's altar, and there were a group of captives, so Guo XII's altar swelled greatly, and the platform on the top was also very lively.

"Wow, it was a sword from the elder Nan Zhichun, so amazing!"

"Elder Nanming is also very powerful, you see, you see ... he fights with two opponents alone!"

"There is an old family, we will definitely win!"

The handsome old man suddenly appeared, and said, "Why are there so many people? Er, you are the group of guys you caught?" He was busy doing things just now, not paying attention to the movement outside.

"Wow……"

The group of professionals looked at the handsome old man in surprise, making him feel uncomfortable: "Look at what? Haven't you seen such a handsome old man?"

Everyone was suddenly speechless ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The handsome old man looked at the five imaginary altar masters who were not far away fighting and asked, "Who are they?"

"It's the elders of our family, the adults of Nanming, and the adults of Nanzhichun ... the three people across there don't know!"

The handsome old man pouted, he could n’t look down on the strength of these five men, and said: “It ’s really ugly to play, only Nanming is a little stronger. Well, they ca n’t resist ... Alas, this group of fools, continue to fight, how? Are you slowing down? Nothing! Boy, you all blame you for coming out too early, you ca n’t see the excitement, the old man is gone! "He shrank his head and returned to the altar.

Guo Twelve can only smile bitterly, this old man has always been so unscrupulous.

The group of disciples did not dare to talk nonsense, after all, this is the altar of the clan elders. Who knows who the handsome old man is, he is very mad at the tone of the tone, and when he sees Guo twelve, he does not say a word, and does not stop him from speaking. He knows that the old man is in a high position.

With the appearance of Guo Twelve, the fighting of the five people was obviously weakened.

Guo Twelve no longer stayed, rushed past the altar.

The three imaginary altar masters of the ancient gold family were shocked inexplicably. The opponent came to a two-layer real altar master, plus two other imaginary altar masters, enough to hit them. One of them shouted: "Let's go!"

Another master suddenly saw the captive at the top of Guo Twelve's altar, and was shocked: "They caught the scarab!"

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