Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

"Okay, just do it!"

Xiao Lin smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Shoot people first, shoot horses, capture thieves first capture kings. As long as the two traitors Lipotian and Luo Lie are eliminated, the black soil sect group of dragons without a leader can be solved easily."

"Since the two traitors want to use Medicine Pill to force the Ascension Cultivation Base to confront us, we just don't give them this opportunity!"

"You are ready tonight, and we will act tomorrow morning."

"The soul-saving palace they placed their hopes on is the tomb of Luo Lie and his strength!"

"Yes!"

Tian Jian nodded excitedly, "Master, your subordinates have found a good place for you. Tonight, you have the right to take a good rest and restore your vitality."

"Wait until tomorrow morning, the subordinates will pick you up with the Seven Kills and the Blood Slaughter, and kill those traitors in one fell swoop."

Immediately, the sickle once again summoned the door of space and knelt down to send it away.

Xiao Lin patted him on the shoulder and left.

The residence arranged by Tianxian is located in the most desolate and remote place in Beizhou. It is an old and dilapidated inn, which has been in disrepair for a long time and is unmanned.

Although the conditions here are very simple, they are better than sleeping on the street.

Xiao Lin was lying on a hard board, and the fight with Lei Xt made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Because the sleep was too sweet, Xiao Lin couldn't help but dream some unhealthy dreams.

Just as Xiao Lin was immersed in the dream and unable to extricate himself, an anxious female voice suddenly rang beside him.

"Young Master Xiao, wake up soon!"

Xiao Lin was awakened from his sleep and suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw Ning Lan unexpectedly ran out of the storage ring and stood in front of him.

"Uh...Miss Ning?"

Xiao Lin scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

After all, just now, he still did some bad things with Ning Lan in his dream. Although it was not what he thought, he felt a little sorry for her.

But seeing Ning Lan's face full of anxiety at this time, and tears in his eyes, Xiao Lin immediately showed a serious expression: "Why, what's the matter?"

"I was cultivating just now, and suddenly a black hand appeared and took away your treasure."

"I tried desperately to take it back, but I couldn't compete with the black hand. Even White Tiger was injured by that black hand!"

"What?"

Xiao Lin suddenly widened his eyes in astonishment: "Steal my things from the storage ring?"

Previously, the storage ring was stolen by the witch Nymphony, but Nymphony only stole the ring.

Go directly into the storage ring to grab the treasure, and you didn't even notice it. Who did it?

"What baby did that black hand take?" Xiao Lin frowned and asked.

"It's the golden chessboard where you summoned the army and the dragon before, and the broken sword you used to deal with the thunder newt!"

"Chessboard and broken sword..."

Xiao Lin's mind was dumbfounded, and his face was shocked.

"That black hand stole Qianjun Shengyi and the Sword of God Blessing?!"

Xiao Lin is now unable to use Spirit Power. The reason why Xiao Lin can compete with ancient evil beasts such as Qiongqi and Lei Xian, as well as masters such as Hermes and Tyre, is based on these two treasures.

Qianjun Shengyi can summon the abyssal dragon and the undead army, as well as the invincible headless god.

The Sword of God's Blessing could block all the damage Xiao Lin received, and was the strongest defense he had indispensable.

Without these two treasures, Xiao Lin, who could only use physical skills, was at best only at the level of the fiftieth rank of the gods.

Even Ning Lan, he may not be able to fight.

"Young Master Xiao, I'm sorry..."

Two clear tears flowed in Ning Lan's eyes, and she felt ashamed of guilt: "You trusted me so much and kept me in the storage ring, but I was so incompetent that someone stole your treasure under the nose. "

"Miss Ning, don't cry."

Xiao Lin patted Ning Lan's shoulder softly and relieved, a cold expression in his eyes.

"This matter must have been deliberate, not your fault."

"The person who manipulates that black hand is not only unpredictable in Cultivation Base, but he must also know me very well. Knowing that the loss of the Sword of God's Blessing and Shengyi of the Thousand Army is equivalent to taking off my hands."

"Young Master Xiao, what should we do now?"

Ning Lan choked and said, "Tomorrow you are going to fight against powerful enemies, but tonight you have lost the strongest Magic Treasures."

"Don't worry, Miss Ning, although the enemy I'm going to deal with is cunning, but it's definitely not a strong one."

Xiao Lin smiled and said, "Even if I don't make a move, it is more than enough to use my men to deal with them."

Xiao Lin was relieved for a long time, and finally calmed Ning Lan's emotions.

"Young Master Xiao, then I...I will return to the storage ring first."

"Ning Lan, wait a minute."

Xiao Lin stopped and asked, "Can you adapt to the outside world now?"

Ning Lan nodded: "I am originally a human race, but my physique has changed because of my long residence at the bottom of the Xuantian River."

"Although I can't fully adapt to it now, I just feel a little discomfort, and I won't be as painful as before."

"If that's the case, you don't want to enter the storage ring tonight."

Xiao Lin said solemnly: "The black hand is likely to come back. Without the protection of Azure Dragon and White Tiger, you will be in danger when facing the attack of the black hand alone."

Ning Lan couldn't help showing fear, and his face was pale: "Young Master Xiao, what should I do then?"

"In this way, you will be outside tonight."

Xiao Lin's face was righteous and said: "With me by your side, that black hand will definitely not hurt you."

Ning Lan subconsciously hesitated, but out of trust in Xiao Lin, he nodded heavily: "Okay, I listen to Young Master Xiao!"

Early in the morning, Xiao Lin felt a gust of wind blowing beside him, and slowly opened his eyes.

The sickle, the seven kills, and the blood slaughter have already arrived at the inn, with dozens of masters above the 50th rank, all knelt down on one knee with respectful faces.

Xiao Lin looked familiar to these people, and they were all outstanding masters in the expeditionary army led by Feng Yao.

It seemed that Luo Zhiqiu still couldn't worry about him. He got news from Tian Jian and sent someone to support him.

"Master, according to the subordinate's eyeliner report, Li Potian and Luo Lie have led these to the Soul Suppressing Underground Palace."

Tian Xiu respectfully said: "The gate of space has been set up, and I can send out at any time to wipe out the traitors!"

"good."

Xiao Lin nodded slightly, put Ning Lan, who was still asleep, into the storage ring, and rolled over and got out of bed unhurriedly.

"Set off!"

The Seven Kills and the Blood Slaughter sacrifice their weapons and summon the deep purple portal.

Unlike Xiao Lin's technique of shattering the void, the portal of teleportation does not tear space, but creates a different space between two places, so the travel time has a direct relationship with the distance of the journey.

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