Demon Sword God

"It seems that we are all of the same mind, so my friend, can you come down and talk." Claire's face suddenly put on a harmless smile, and the mercenaries around Claire were stunned, looked at each other, and then

They all had expressions that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. They knew Claire's true nature better than anyone else. She was the most shameless and despicable existence among treasure hunters, a "beast hunter" who could even abandon her personality for the sake of profit.

"Brother, there's something bad about that person." Qingqing looked at the red eyes in the palm of her right hand. In her eyes, Claire's body was reflected in gray and white, and there was a faint black aura around her body.

"It's okay. I'll go over there. You wait for me here first." Mu Lin patted Qingqing's shoulder, turned around and held on to the protrusion of the cliff, and jumped down a few times.

Looking at the figure jumping down from the raised cliff, Claire's face twitched obviously. What he is worried about now is that the opponent is too strong, and he can't suppress it with his own group of existences below the sixth level.

But as the other party slowly approached, Claire surprisingly discovered that the magical aura emanating from the other party was close to nothing. Even if any practitioner tried to hide it deliberately, he could not hide the magical aura that was involuntarily leaked from his body, no matter what.

Control is also unavoidable. Unless you deliberately use magic skills to hide your aura, but the person walking in front of you has never seen him use magic skills. Even if he is deliberately hiding it, there is still a trace of undetectable energy in him without magic.

fluctuation……

Could it be... Claire thought of a terrifying possibility.

Body cultivators only cultivate the strength of their bodies without any contact with the existence of magical energy. They are the most terrifying melee combat machines in the mainland. Their tough bodies can even rival those of some high-level monsters.

Oops, if the other party is a body cultivator, then asking him to come over would not be looking for fault for himself.

"Wait..." Claire raised a hand to stop Mu Lin who continued to advance. Mu Lin did not realize that his unintentional move made the other party feel anxious countless times. Mu Lin suddenly stopped

He stopped moving forward, not because of Claire's obstruction, but because as his body approached the God of Thunder, the quiet light green energy in his body miraculously let out a cry of surprise.

Yes! Mu Lin heard it right, it was the chirping of that ball of energy, and the surprising chirping began to echo in Mu Lin's mind.

Feeling the excitement of energy in his body, Mu Lin forgot the existence of Claire and others for a moment. He turned his eyes and quietly fell on the already shapeless Thor.

Seeing Mu Lin's eyes fixed on Thor after coming down, Claire frowned. Sure enough, the other party also got the same information. But judging from the other party's hesitation, the other party also got the same information as herself.

The same information: The God of Thunder has a huge residual power and should not be approached easily. When Claire was ejected from the God of Thunder for the first time, she had already experienced the power of the God of Thunder. That power was far beyond what a fifth-level person like her could easily touch.

existence. If... if it can weaken the remaining power of the God of Thunder... Claire thought for a while, and suddenly a bold idea came to her mind.

"This friend must have obtained information from all nations. If this friend is trustworthy, how about we make a bet?"

"Wanguo? Bet?" Mu Lin's attention turned back from the God of Thunder, and then he suddenly realized that he was just looking at Dao He, and unknowingly he had entered the opponent's territory. It seemed that the opponent also wanted to take it.

To the God of Thunder, the opponent's numbers and strength were far beyond what he could contend with, not to mention that the magician and samurai leading the opponent both had at least fifth-level strength.

And the word "Wanguo" is not unfamiliar to Mu Lin. The Alliance of All Nations is the largest underground intelligence organization in mainland China. As long as you have money, you can buy any information you want to know in Wanguo. The prophet Aero once said that the person who died on the Ace Volcano

Apart from himself, only the Pakka family knew that the seventh-level swordsman was Eccles. If he hadn't betrayed the information, then only... Mu Lin gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"What do you want to do?" Mu Lin looked at Claire calmly. Claire couldn't see any clues on Mu Lin's face at this time, and she felt a little uneasy.

"My friend, how about we make a bet. We are all customers of Wanguo. We will fight and kill each other when we meet. It's not good." A harmless smile appeared on Claire's face, and Mu Lin frowned.

He frowned. If he was the one who would suffer in the fight, it would be better to just listen to what he wanted to do.

(There will be an additional update of 2,000 words at 10 o'clock tonight)