Several black-robed people had bleeding mouth and nose, and their faces were pale. They stepped forward and held the shaking leader a few steps.

The leader is in a more serious state.

Not only did he get bleeding from his mouth and nose, but his eyes seemed to be blind, his eyes were half open, and his right hand that resisted Mo Ran was even weak and weak, as if he had no sense of consciousness.

His expression was a little unacceptable.

While spitting blood, he shouted in disbelief: "Impossible! The high priest has read the latest information and analyzed it very clearly. With our current strength, even the top tower climber in the East Continent can't hurt a high-level priest like me!"

Mo Ran easily turned back and fell to the ground, and looked at the fist gloves and was also surprised: "It can actually block the attack of the only treasure of the seven hundred layers. I really can't underestimate you, the neurotics of the Western Continent!"

The man in black robe opposite was obviously stunned.

I couldn't help but wonder: "Seven hundred floors? Isn't the highest floor only 659? Where did the seven hundred floors come from?"

Wang Wen, who was behind, smiled and said, "It seems that your information is a bit out of touch."

"Don't try to fool me!" The leader closed his eyes and shouted, "How could the tower layer that you have not changed in decades improve so much in just a few months after Qin Dongbei's death?"

Hearing this, Wang Wen narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Mo Ran snorted coldly, said "Stop talking nonsense" and then rushed forward again.

"boom!!"

The center that had been blown once exploded again, and the airflow surging around had nowhere to go, so he had to rush straight into the sky, sweeping the dense clouds above.

Mo Ran floated lightly and fell to the ground.

He rubbed his fists and sneered: "I can hit at least fifty more attacks like this level. How long can you carry it?"

Before he finished speaking, he swung his fist and rushed into the smoke again.

Chasing hard.

No chance to breathe.

But this time.

Mo Ran, who had just entered the smoke, suddenly appeared a hundred meters away.

He looked confused and dazed.

Wang Wen gently waved his scepter to teleport him back.

Mo Ran was furious.

He waved thousands of sparks and smashed them into the position of the man in the black robe.

An inconspicuous spike penetrated concealedly from the smoke.

It was so hidden that Wang Wen couldn't see it clearly.

Only Mo Ran, who was so close to him, could barely block it with his hands wearing fists with his super high reaction ability.

But the hardness and impact of the spikes were obviously beyond his expectations. The gloves blocked the damage but could not block the impact. The spikes directly knocked him away.

Flying upside down from the air over Wang Wen and his men's heads, landing far away at the place where Brother Xiong and others landed.

This attack made Mo Ran a little confused.

He Ju, who was not far away, saw this scene and shouted to Jiang Zheng, Song Ping'an and others, "Go together!" and rushed towards the smoke.

The emotionally excited people were blocked by a thick transparent barrier.

Wang Wen frowned at the smoke.

There is a powerful energy fluctuation inside.

There are almost 600 "Wang Wen" energy divine powers, twice as much as the time he once converted in the world in the tower!

And he has only been out of the tower for less than half a day.

Even if the people in the tower were still supplying the supply, the number of divine power accumulated in their bodies was only about less than one hundred.

Jiang Daoli moved to Mo Ran and helped him up with his mechanical arm.

After being blocked by the barrier, He Ju looked at Wang Wen in confusion.

Wang Wen's eyes flashed, and he stared at Yanwu tightly and said, "A great guy is here."

Everyone stopped.

They all watched the smoke slowly dissipating.

I saw a man wearing a red robe appearing in front of several people in black robe in a scarred and embarrassed manner.

From the side, I don't have a tall figure, but I'm a little thin.

Several men in black robe seemed to see the backbone, and fell down excitedly, shouting "High Priest" respectfully.

The man in red waved his hand gently.

Wang Wen felt that about a few "Wang Wen"'s divine power flowed to the man in black robe.

Afterwards, the injuries of several men in black robes healed a lot.

As expected, he was a gratitude and flattery again.

Wang Wen thought about it.

He also waved his scepter.

Vowed to quickly restore some minor injuries to Moran's body to normal.

The man in the red robe opposite seemed to feel something, looked up at Wang Wen, and asked, "Are you Wang Wen?"

Everyone who heard the sound was obviously stunned.

It's a gentle female voice!

Wang Wen smiled and responded: "Are you the high priest?"

The man in red robe looked uninterested in chatting with Wang Wen.

He pointed at several men in black robes and asked Wang Wen: "Why did he hurt our people?"

Mo Ran, who was healed, stood up and snorted coldly: "This is the Eastern Continent. We have played well in our own territory without any help. They sent it to themselves to mock him and ask him to beat him to death with a badass look!"

The man in red robe ignored Mo Ran.

It seems that the other party is not qualified to talk to him "her?".

It seems like I haven't heard of it.

Just stared at Wang Wen quietly.

A pure white mask appeared under the hood of the red robe.

There were only two holes in the eye area on the mask, and the other places were tightly clenched, and even the air you breathed didn't know where to go in and out.

Wang Wen looked at the mask and thought for a while and said, "Because they steal things."

"Qin Dongbei?" The man in red robe looked down at the black robe. After receiving a nodded reply, he looked up and said to Wang Wen again: "He is from our Western Continent, but he is just lurking in your east to collect information. Isn't it considered stealing when we take him back?"

"It doesn't make sense to fight for it all." Wang Wen said impatiently: "You are here, and your subordinates say that everything must be decided by you. Should you hand it back to Qin Dongbei or to hand over the way to use the magic power? Of course, I don't have any objection to hand it over to both."

The man in red robe laughed inexplicably: "Are you so powerful and spread it yourself?"

"Of course you have to send back what you stole." Wang Wen thought in his heart...

Too expensive.

In fact, he had tried to pass it back to Qin Northeast by oath.

I found that the consumption was huge, and the face said I would collect fifty!

Plus the handling fee is as high as one hundred!

He has only more than 200 "Wang Wen" in total, and it is too exaggerated to burn nearly half of it after such a message.

I don’t know what means the other party used to save it, but it was so difficult to deal with.

The man in red robe opposite heard Wang Wen say this.

Nodded.

No more talkative.

Wave and point gently at Wang Wen.

Suddenly.

The earth shook, and the ground under Wang Wen's feet cracked a huge gap and swallowed him.

The giant hand made of energy held everyone in time.

Above, there were flame meteorites as big as a playground, surging down.

Wang Wen held up a transparent barrier to resist.

The moment the meteorite fell, the energy leaked like water, and nearly twenty "Wang Wen" were missing in an instant.

This is equivalent to twenty times the power released by the nuclear bomb explosion launched by the six major consortiums!

Wang Wen frowned and waved his scepter to teleport everyone away from this area.

The location where it appeared again actually had an attack of "the sky collapsed and the earth cracked".

It seemed as if the earth crack collapse and the meteorites from the sky had been bound to him, and he could not get rid of it until it completely dispersed or offset the attack.

Wang Wen gritted his teeth and condensed nearly one hundred "Wang Wen" energy into a small sun, and used the Nine-Day Double Ninth Festival practice learned in the tower to increase the destructive power of the energy several times, and blasted far towards the position of the man in the red robe.

The man in red robe felt the terrifying energy contained in the little sun.

Waving his hand and disappearing in place with the man in black.

Wang Wen waved his scepter and sent the man back to have close contact with Xiao Sun.

As a result, a face floated out of the scepter and told him that the energy was not enough. He wanted to spread the fact that at least one hundred people in the red robe, plus the handling fee was 200.

Wang Wen turned cold and warned it: "At this time, you still double the handling fee. Are you a little ignorant of the measure?"

The human face was ignored and he crawled back to the scepter with a whistle.

Wang Wen pursed her lips and wrote down this episode.

If he hadn't tested that all the vows against human faces were forcibly cancelled by human faces' rules, he would have "eliminated" this ghost thing long ago.

It seems that if you want to make this guy, you have to think of another way.

Wang Wen thought about it.

Change the content of the oath. Since the red robe cannot be transmitted, try teleporting the little sun.

Anyway, it’s all intimate contact, and it’s the same for anyone who takes the initiative to stick to it.

This vow was fulfilled successfully, perhaps because the little sun belongs to Wang Wen's own energy, with pure zero resistance, and the teleportation consumption is very small, and only less than two "Wang Wen" are deducted.

Including the damn face handling fee, at most one is enough.

Wang Wen looked up at the flame meteorite in the sky that was still persevering in bombarding the transparent barrier that consumed his energy.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Bind attack? Who can't?

The sky in a certain direction in the distance.
Chapter completed!