League of Legends God-level Summoner

It can be said that Lu Chuan passed the previous ten floors with ease.

Because it is really not too difficult, even on the tenth floor, the creatures encountered are only four-star brass. In Lu Chuan's several skill sweeps, they all were killed and their bodies were killed. Picked them all up and threw them into the storage bag.

As long as it is a Warcraft, it is valuable. If a hunter hunts a strong Warcraft, the value provided by the Warcraft can be almost half a month's food expenses.

Its flesh can be eaten, its skin can be made into leather, and its bones can be made into some of the most common bone weapons, for use by warriors who have just entered the warrior's mind.

The magic core in its body is a good thing for cultivation. As long as the magic beast reaches the brass five-star level, it will condense the magic core. Even the most inferior first-grade low-grade magic core can be bought on the market for dozens of silver coins.

After several levels of sweeps, Lu Chuan's storage bag was filled with all kinds of magical beasts. The miscellaneous items added up may be worth hundreds of gold coins.

For Lu Chuan, this trial tower is not just for training, he can also make a fortune together.

If Jiawen and his friends outside knew that Lu Chuan spent more than ten minutes cleaning the battlefield and picking up the loot every time he passed a floor, they would probably laugh or cry.

Other samurai are afraid of running out of time. After quickly solving this layer, they immediately rush to the next layer to ensure that they are always in excellent fighting condition to attack higher layers.

But Lu Chuan was leisurely picking up corpses...

However, this leisurely situation was finally broken after Lu Chuan set foot on the eleventh level.

The eleventh floor, to be precise, is more like the hall of a certain aristocratic family. It is full of splendor and splendor. There is a soft red carpet under the feet, and the walls seem to have been repainted with a special kind of jade suet. It was like rubbing it over and over again, exuding a light jade-like luster.

In front of him were three animal skin sofas of excellent quality, placed in front of Lu Chuan in the shape of a "pin".

In the center of the sofa sat a little old man wearing a black dress and a blue bow. He gently shook a glass of wine and stared at Lu Chuan as sharply as an eagle.

"Hello, young samurai, and welcome to the Arrogance Level." The little old man slowly placed the wine glass on the coffee table in front of him and stood up.

He was very short, not even half the height of Lu Chuan, but when he stood up, he seemed to have the majesty of a king in the world.

He was obviously much shorter than Lu Chuan, but the way he looked at Lu Chuan actually gave Lu Chuan a ridiculous feeling that he was looking down on him.

It's like a giant looking down at the ants under his feet.

"Arrogant level?" Lu Chuan looked around cautiously.

"No need to search. I am the only guardian on this level. Defeat me and you can reach the world above." There was a smile in the corner of the little old man's eyes, but in Lu Chuan's view, that smile was extremely arrogant and arrogant. Arrogant, as if Lu Chuan, in his eyes, could be crushed to ashes with the movement of his fingers.

Lu Chuan did not act rashly, but quietly spread his mental power to find out the little old man's strength.

The results obtained made Lu Chuan a little surprised.

The little old man in front of him didn't have any of the fluctuations that a warrior should have. He was an ordinary civilian, a civilian with no foundation as a warrior.

However, Lu Chuan will not take this lightly. You must know that there are many secret methods that can control one's own aura in Valoran. Although such secret methods that can control all the fluctuations in aura are rare, it does not mean that there are no such methods.

Clenching the Dolan Sword in his hand, Lu Chuan suddenly stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, making a dull sound and shooting toward the little old man like a fast arrow. A bright purple light quietly formed on the hilt of the sword.

"Explosive chop!" As Lu Chuan drank, a blow filled with surging energy struck hard at the old man's face. The howling wind blew away the little old man's gray hair. Dancing wildly.

The little old man still stood there with his hands behind his back, quietly standing there, but when the cold attack landed on his forehead, the little old man moved.

He didn't make a move or move, he still stood where he was.

What he moves is his mouth.

"Stop it."

He seemed to be telling Lu Chuan an extremely ordinary thing, but Lu Chuan's fierce offensive actually stopped in front of the little old man.

The strong wind blew the white hair on the old man's forehead to both sides. The little old man's cloudy eyes looked at Lu Chuan with interest.

"How is that possible?" Lu Chuan withdrew the Duolan sword and hurriedly took a few steps back. This little old man was a little weird.

He stood motionless on the spot, and there was no energy fluctuation in his body from beginning to end.

But why, his sword couldn't hurt him, but stopped abruptly in front of his forehead, as if there were a pair of huge pliers clamping the hilt of Dolan's sword tightly. , making Lu Chuan unable to press down even half a point.

"Isn't it strange that the seemingly fierce offensive stopped in front of me and I didn't do anything?" As if he had seen through Lu Chuan's mind, the old man squinted and smiled, his smile still revealing. A bit arrogant and provocative.

When Lu Chuan couldn't reply, the old man continued.

"Because you are too weak, and your attack cannot have any impact on me. If an ant bites an ordinary person, the ordinary person will be itchy at most, right?" Sarcasm, disdain, and arrogance were what Lu Chuan said to the old man. evaluation of.

Lu Chuan hadn't used all his trump cards at this time, but the old man seemed to have mastered the situation and was confident, at best, confident.

But at worst, this is arrogance and arrogance.

"It's not over yet, let's try this move next!" Lu Chuan curled his lips, twisted his wrist, and a touch of hot fire came out of his body, climbed up the hilt of the sword, and made his hand The Dolan sword was stained with a color as red as magma.

"Lihuo Sword!" As soon as the fire intention came out, it suddenly attacked the little old man like a roaring fire dragon. The temperature of the fire was so high that the red carpet on the ground burned wherever the fire dragon passed.

Now the compatibility between Lu Chuan and the Lihuo Sword is very high, and they have reached the state of being able to do whatever they want. The Lihuo Sword, which is released casually, can exert at least 80% of its power without even needing to charge up.

The fire dragon swept and writhed, wrapping around the little old man in circles. Then, Lu Chuan stretched out his hand and pinched it, and drank in a low voice.

"burst!"

"Bang!!" The fire dragon wrapped around the little old man exploded at this moment. The fire mist spread quickly, and sparks flew everywhere, igniting the surrounding furniture.

Soon, the surroundings seemed to be plunged into a sea of ​​fire. Lu Chuan, who was wrapped in a layer of fire, had no impact at all in the sea of ​​fire. However, the little old man who looked vulnerable might have turned into ashes at this moment. Bar?

"Old sir, I'm sorry. If you want to go up, I can only get rid of you, but I guess you will be resurrected soon, Mr. Soul Body." Lu Chuan said to himself, through what he just said During the battle, he could sense that the old man was not a real body, but a soul body.

It seems that the powerful person who was able to create this trial tower thousands of years ago was also a partial puppet master.

And judging from the fact that the old gentleman's body is as solid as a real person, the puppet master in his early years was probably a bit more powerful than the previous Void Messenger.

After glancing around, Lu Chuan was about to lift his legs and walk towards the twelfth floor when he suddenly heard an old voice coming from behind him.

"Young man, don't be so anxious. I have said before that any of your attacks will have no effect on me. Because you are too weak. There is no way an ant can hurt me in the slightest." Lu Chuan's expression changed and he turned around , and found that the little old man was still smiling and standing with his hands behind his back, standing in the middle of the sea of ​​fire, letting the tongues of flames move in front of him, but he remained unmoved.

[The first update is here. It seems that our protagonist has encountered some difficult problems. How should we deal with them? Friends are welcome to make bold guesses~ The solution will be given in the next chapter]

[Thanks to my friends ‘Bingling’, ‘Tengteng’, ‘Qingcheng, Phantom’, ‘Migui’s Return’, ‘Jianben Wuxin’, ‘Not Beautiful and No Temper’ for the reward

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