Da Bong fights more people

He couldn't do anything but think.

Xu Qi'an's eyes kept turning, and he saw the sky on the roof of the Star Observation Tower, which had already dispersed, suddenly covered with dark clouds, thick lightning strikes struck down, and clear lights raged across the sky.

The warlock in white retracted his gaze, glanced at Xu Qi'an, and said:

"The capital city is his territory, but Salun Agu has lived for thousands of years and has a profound background. If you try your best, it is not difficult to stop him. Luo Yuheng is blocked by the head of the land sect.

"The only person who can save you? Zhao Shou is the only one. However, the great Confucianism of the third rank is not close."

The white-clothed warlock's face was blurry? As if a layer of mosaic had been applied? Xu Qi'an couldn't see his true face clearly? But the tone was leisurely and calm, revealing the confidence that everything was under control.

Zhen Guojian? Quickly save me Xu Qi'an yelled in his heart.

Zhen Guojian buzzed and vibrated, revealing infinite sword intent.

But the white warlock wiped it casually, and the brass sword fell silent, and the Zhen Guo sword was temporarily sealed.

"Peerless magic weapon has been baptized by 600 years of luck? It is a big killer for ordinary high-ranking players. But it is not a threat to warlocks who play with luck? Good at refining weapons and formations?" the white-clothed warlock said in a tone calm.

As he said that, he took the Confucian sage's carving knife from Xu Qi'an's hand again. The carving knife trembled, and the clear light spilled from his fingertips, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

Not long after, the Confucian sage carving knife also calmed down and sealed it for a short time.

"This carving knife? It still has to be in the hands of Confucianism? It can exert its true power. Otherwise? Any peerless magic weapon? Without the blessing of the owner, it is like floating weeds. It cannot be used all the time? Every time it runs out of power, it needs to be Warm up for a while. This is a little knowledge that only warlocks understand, you should learn more."

He spoke in a leisurely manner, Xu Qi'an's face turned pale, and his heart was extremely anxious.

call out!

At this time, a unparalleled sword light rose against the sky, and slashed at the white-clothed warlock.

He fished it out, held the peace knife in his hand, and shook his head in disappointment: "Once the divine soldier chooses a master, he will only recognize the master, and it will be of little use to others."

The palm of the warlock in white shone with light, and he applied layers of blessings to the Taiping knife. Soon, the blade of Mingjiu stabilized, and the Taiping knife was also sealed.

Throwing it away, the peace knife landed at the gate of the city that had collapsed into ruins.

nailed to the ground.

"Is there any other means? If not, I will take you away." The white-clothed warlock said.

At this time, Xu Qi'an found that he could speak, and he tentatively asked: "The luck in my body is hidden by you?"

The warlock in white didn't answer, but pressed his shoulder with one hand, and teleported away with a flash.

Xu Qi'an's eyes blurred, and the scene was blurred. In the next second, he found himself in the suburbs, with continuous barren fields on the left, a small lake on the right, and mountains in the distance.

where is this

Warlock's teleportation was unreasonable at all, he didn't know where he was now.

"Teleportation is prohibited here!"

In the mellow and deep voice, a figure stood out in front of him, wearing a sub-sage crown and an old Confucian shirt. His hair, which was not well-groomed before, was now tied neatly in the crown.

Dean Zhao Shou!

"Physical contact is prohibited."

His tone was calm, but what he said contained an irresistible law.

A ray of clear light forcibly separated the white-clothed warlock and Xu Qi'an.

Relying on the Sub-Sage Confucian Crown, Zhao Shou forcibly promoted his personality to the second rank.

After parting from the white-clothed warlock, he waved his sleeve: "Back a hundred miles."

The warlock in white with a blurred face disappeared immediately.

"Okay, saved? Didn't you say that you can't teleport it? Confucianism is really a big hooligan."

Xu Qi'an was so relieved that he almost threw himself into Zhao Shou's arms and called his father.

But the next moment, Xu Qi'an saw the warlock in white appear beside him, and said with a smile:

"That's right, the luck in your body was implanted in your body by me, the purpose is to hide it from the prison."

Xu Qi'an froze for a moment: "How did you come back?"

The warlock in white smiled and said, "I walked back."

While speaking, a gossip formation lit up under Xu Qi'an's feet, and the white-clothed magician happened to be stepping on the damper.

?Xu Qi'an looked at him blankly, and his heart sank again.

Zhao Shou didn't change his face, and said leisurely: "The painting is a prison!"

A ray of light descended from the sky, covering the land with a radius of tens of miles, completely isolating it from the outside world. There is a world inside the cage, and another world outside the cage.

He was stalling for time, waiting for the prisoner to arrive.

The warlock in white smiled and said, "Then play with you."

He stepped down, and formation patterns emerged out of thin air, enveloping Zhao Shou.

These formations are different, some are intertwined with lightning, some are shrouded in mist, some are vigorous, some are blazing, but they are perfectly integrated into one formation.

They appeared at Zhao Shou's feet at the same time and strangled them together.

The Confucian crown on Zhao Shou's head cast a clear light, protecting his body with awe-inspiring aura. He raised his finger and carved a line of Buddhist scriptures in the void.

The Buddhist text melted into his body, and in an instant, a little bit of golden lacquer bloomed, protected by the magic power of Vajra.

His awe-inspiring aura and vajra powers protected him tightly.

For Confucian high-quality strong people, as long as I have seen it, I can prostitute for nothing.

This time, Zhao Shou prostituted Xu Qi'an's King Kong Invincible.

Then, Zhao Shou imitated the white-clothed warlock, stepped down, and layers of formation patterns were born from under him, spreading rapidly, including the white-clothed warlock.

But the white-clothed warlock just waved his sleeves, and swept away Zhao Shou's formation.

How can it be effective to deal with warlocks with formations?

The white-clothed warlock methodically took off the sachet from his waist, and all of a sudden, pieces of magical artifacts flew out as if they didn't need money.

Cannons lined up one by one, bed crossbows landed on the ground, magical weapons such as firecrackers and military crossbows floated in the air, and their crosshairs all aimed at Zhao Shou.