Why did you mess up the copy again?

"What happen to you guys?"

Wu Bing blinked his small eyes, and looked at everyone puzzled, "Oh, I remembered, Shanshan and Lao Zhao just came out, right? What's wrong, have you cleared the level?"

In fact, he knows that there is a high probability that there is no such thing, but he can't be too honest.

After the two expressed their denials one after another, he encouraged a few more words, and then felt wrong: "Hey, what a fart, I'm going to go in and suffer now."

As a prophet, there is no need to say too much about the disadvantages in this kind of combat-type secret realm.

But after he finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit subtle.

"No, what kind of riddles are you playing? Why are they all like eating shit-flavored chocolate?"

As a prophet, he has a good relationship with each group.

Li Rui explained, "Uncle Cake, I'm in the same batch as you."

Wu Bing was stunned for a moment, and then immediately beamed with joy.

"Oh, I didn't say it earlier."

He grabbed Li Rui's shoulder, "Hey, I feel that I have been lucky recently. It turns out that there are top thugs. Let me tell you, we brothers join forces. I will guide the way to find the baby. You fight monsters. A secret realm will be upgraded to three levels." Not a problem."

When Li Rui thought about it, he was right!

The profession of prophet is very strange. They have almost no means of self-protection, but they have some very mysterious skills, such as premonition that the situation overlaps, or like Lin Hong before, predicting the trajectory of the target's activities.

"I think level three is a bit conservative," Li Rui said.

"Indeed, level five is fine too." Wu Bing immediately cheered.

The two walked away shoulder to shoulder, leaving a group of people looking at each other.

"Is that how awesome you are bragging?"

"Where is this? Uncle Bing used to tell fortunes under the flyover even better."

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The people in the other groups only knew that Li Rui was very strong, but they didn't know how strong he was, so they thought it was a joke.

But Brother Ba knew very well that Wu Bing might just be talking casually, but Li Rui was most likely serious.

Li Rui forwarded the strategies he had obtained to Wu Bing. After the latter browsed through all the information, he immediately found that there were a lot of private goods in it.

"No, brother, where did you get this thing from?"

"What I want from others is to go to the northwest and meet some friends."

A light flashed on Wu Bing's sunglasses: "You friends are pretty good, right?"

"They are quite powerful, just Guan Gui, Dong Sanchuan, Cheng Mingyue and the others."

The top three supernovas are all your friends? !

Wu Bing looked at the information in his hand and felt even more powerful.

"Okay, Uncle Bing, prepare with peace of mind. If you have time, find out who else wants to enter this secret realm."

"okay."

The two made a rough decision, and then went back to their respective homes, waiting for the secret land to come.

Li Rui stopped by to buy vegetables and went home as usual, and when he was standing by the stove cooking tofu soup with cabbage, he received a call from Kong Ji.

"The latest information, don't spread it to the outside world for the time being. It is said that there is a young genius in the Polar Alliance. He is very powerful. He seems to be similar to you. As long as he is given time, he will definitely be able to serve as a high-ranking member of the Holy See."

The Polar Alliance is composed of three snow-covered countries, and the religious atmosphere is extremely strong.

The organization of the Alliance Holy See is similar to the Ministry of Ability, but not exactly the same. Their churches are usually open to ordinary people. Of course, their function is only to worship and pray, and they are not with the extraordinary organization.

The organization of the Alliance Holy See is similar to the Ministry of Ability, but not exactly the same. Their churches are usually open to ordinary people. Of course, their function is only to worship and pray, and they are not with the extraordinary organization.

Li Rui said, "What do I need to do?"

"We discussed and decided to let you deal with him, it is best to assassinate him directly."

Kong Ji's voice was the same as usual, "We try not to let the potential stocks of the competing forces get too much benefit in the secret battlefield, so the best way is to let him out."

"Understood." Li Rui replied.

"Okay, I sent you a few materials, about the experience of the secret battlefield, mainly teaching and suggestions on beheading operations, remember to read."

"OK."

Li Rui agreed, then asked again, "What's his occupation?"

"The Rain Caller is a profession that has advanced to frost-related attributes, but its ability is temporarily unknown."

The atmosphere of belief in the Polar Alliance is very strong, even worse than that of the Holy Court of Chaos.

Every newborn must be baptized in the church, and everyone is the son of God.

In the central cathedral of the capital, there is a young man who likes to bask in the sun. He is always polite and courteous to others, and he is very popular.

What is even more attractive is that he is devout and always holds a Bible in his hand, almost never leaving his body.

The supernatural beings of the Holy See call him the Son of Uriel.

Uriel is the name of the legendary winter god and snow god. They are so named because they believe that this young man shares the authority of that god.

To be precise, they believe that the entire world of secret realms is a way for the gods to bestow power, but not everyone will be named the Son of God, only those who are extremely powerful are eligible.

Moreover, this Son of God does have the power to control the wind and snow. The skills he has mastered can summon extremely strong ice storms to destroy the enemy in the endless cold and wind and frost swords.

"Fons, they have decided on your mission in the secret battlefield. What you have to deal with is that guy from the Western Kingdom. You know who I'm talking about." A bearded priest came over and spoke to him.

"Um."

Feng Si, the Son of God, stood in the sunlight by the church window, "Then what about the Dragon Kingdom, the God of Death in black, right? Should I leave him alone?"

"Yes, you don't need to worry about him."

The priest smiled and said, "The Grim Reaper in black has more experience than you, it's not fair for you to run into him."

This is to say euphemistically: you can't beat it.

Feng Si gripped the Bible a little harder: "I think I can try it."

"No, they have already decided. In fact, you have more than one goal. If you like to fight with the people of Longguo, then you can try to find that evil ghost in the fog."

The priest said, "We believe that based on his performance in the arena, he should be able to be selected into the secret battlefield. He should have advanced by then, and your ability can restrain him."

Feng Si nodded, feeling a little more balanced.

He began to think, as a rain caller, he already possessed a gust of wind, and after advanced, he became a profession called Snow Witch, which was an advanced profession that had never appeared before.

If he encounters a thick fog that obscures his vision, he only needs to use his skills to blow it away.

He quickly decided that the evil spirit should be nothing to worry about, so he put more energy on the other side.

"Please tell me the information about the Western Kingdom."

Li Rui didn't know anything about what happened on the other side of the world. He studied it every day after class, and occasionally went to the Guotong Building to watch the fighting videos of masters in the local files and sum up their fighting skills.

When the countdown was over, he entered the wake-up room with Wu Bing.