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Chapter 2002, the rare magician

"When did you find me?" Chen Ping asked.

"What do you think?" Tang Yulong smiled.

Chen Ping rubbed his skin and looked at Fatty Tang.

Fatty Tang looked like a reward and took out a cicada silk mask and handed it to Chen Ping.

"As long as you open your eyes, you can see your original appearance. You can't escape their Tianjiu Exploration during the test, so you reveal your original appearance. Do you think there are still people who don't know who you are now?"

As expected, being with this second generation is really sad.

People always move with the sky eyes, and any one is a holy weapon.

Fortunately, I did not attack Fatty Tang.

Otherwise, even if I attacked this endless magic weapon, I would probably not be able to hurt him at all.

Then, from what Fatty Tang meant, didn’t Gu Tianting know his identity long ago?

What does it mean that the gods are still so close to him?

Chen Ping sighed long and honestly put on the mask handed to him by Fatty Tang.

"Can this thing escape the exploration of the Sky Eye?"

"I can't see through the divine eyes. This is a mask made of silk spit out by the Void Silkworm. If I get it to the Jiuzhou Auction House, it will be worth a sacred weapon."

Fatty Tang said casually.

Chen Ping stared at Fatty Tang with some curiosity, "Don't say, this kind of thing is also mass-produced in your home?"

"My family lacks everything, but there is no shortage of magic weapons. What do you know!"

Fatty Tang said with great wealth, looking like he really looked down on your knowledge.

"Why did I hear that other saints are lying in the coffin and waiting to die? How is our master doing recently? I, a junior, want to be filial."

Chen Ping asked curiously.

Fatty Tang looked at Chen Ping proudly: "My old man has only been a saint for a thousand years, so of course he doesn't need to do that."

Chen Ping said, "Or why don't we give a favor, and then you will accept disciples on behalf of the master. How about I become the eldest brother?"

Fatty Tang looked at Chen Ping with such a lack of integrity, but his expression was extremely disgusting.

However, it did not attack Chen Ping.

The two of them stared at Hantan, and Fatty Tang said, "I advise you not to use my grandfather's name to go out and cheat, beware of your enemies taking you away. If I walk around the world, I don't rely on his name."

As Fatty Tang spoke, a large black python drilled out of the cold pond.

In the Xuanshuo Secret Realm, there are not only the indigenous people, but also all kinds of ferocious beasts, and their strengths are only strong and not weak.

This python has reached the peak of the nine stars.

Although he did not turn into a human form, his leather armor had already been unable to break through ordinary magic weapons.

He also relied on the treasure in this cold pond to cultivate the cold-type law.

When these two people first saw this python, they had only one idea in their mind, as far as they could run.

This thing is not something that ordinary people can control.

Fatty Tang looked at the python hesitated a little.

Chen Ping also became serious and pulled out the Canglong Sword and stared at the python with caution.

"Fuck him, otherwise that thing will not fall into our hands."

"Don't act rashly."

Fatty Tang said with a warning.

This secret realm limits the cultivation of all indigenous people.

The highest is no more than the peak of the Nine Stars, and there will be no Saint-level powerhouse.

This is the shackles set up in this secret realm.

But masters of this level are infinitely close to the holy level, only one chance is missing!

If Chen Ping could see the threshold of the holy stairs from afar, the python had stepped into the gate of the holy stairs with one foot.

After years of accumulation, he has made him extremely powerful. If he is released, he will not take ten years of effort to achieve a Saint-level powerhouse.

Fatty Tang felt guilty and took out a red lantern, held the red lantern in his hand, and pulled Chen Ping away.

"This is a strong man of overlord level. We will definitely not be able to beat unless we reach the peak of the Nine Stars."

Just walking out of the python's realm, the red lantern drained all the vitality of a nine-star late stage.

Chen Ping seemed a little eager to try it out. He heard Fatty Tang's words and had to give up.

"We still have time, so it doesn't matter if we come and take that piece away."

Fatty Tang said comfortingly.

Chen Ping nodded silently.

Suddenly he felt that the red waist card in the ring was a little strange.

I took it out to check it out and saw Jun Hao’s message.

"This waist brand can be used as a communicator!"

Chen Ping looked at the red waist tag with some curiosity.

"Only the red waist card has this function, and it is necessary to capture the soul of the person who sent the message." said Fatty Tang.

Chen Ping nodded seriously.

Fatty Tang reached out and wiped out the breath from Chen Ping's waist card, saying: "Save the breath, you can find us for convenience."

Chen Ping nodded suddenly, after all, he really didn't understand these things.

Two people walking deep in the woods.

There are no traces of those trialists here, but I have seen several duels between the overlords.

"We don't have a beastmaster, otherwise we can control all the monsters here and directly sweep across all directions."

"It is difficult to get to the saints for a profession like beast master, but once you enter the saint's realm, you will be the strongest saint." Fatty Tang introduced to Chen Ping.

Once upon a time, there was a holy beastmaster on the Star Fallen Continent, who was a person who dominated for a period of time.

If you fight with someone alone, they will directly attack the monster.

Often, before you get close to the beastmaster, your vitality will be exhausted.

But now, with a little bit of strength on the Xingyue Continent, some beast masters will be trained to be disciples.

Fatty Tang and Chen Ping continued to move forward.

A cute girl, wearing a huge hood and holding a magic wand in her hand, walked in the old forest.

Fatty Tang stopped first and looked at the girl with some vigilance.

Chen Ping stood aside and remained silent.

"This is a magician. She should be a mage in the plant system, be careful of the trees around her."

Fatty Tang carefully introduced.

Suddenly, a bunch of grass formed a chain, dragging Fatty Tang to the depths of the ground.

Chen Ping quickly used the fire law to burn the chain, spread the wings of the unicorn, and pulled Fatty Tang into the air.

The cute girl exposed her head from her hood and asked curiously: "What do you want to do?"

"Miss, it should be what you want to do!"

Fatty Tang said angrily.

The two of them did nothing and were attacked first.

It is really hard to understand what you want to do now.

The cute girl nodded and said, "I just want to go out from here. There are many big guys inside, and I always want to bully me! I thought you were in the same group!"

Fatty Tang said, "Miss, can you see clearly that you are attacking? We are both human races, not big guys inside!"

"We have nothing to do with those big guys!"

Fatty Tang was afraid, and women were his lifelong enemy.
Chapter completed!
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