"You pull." The ghost warrior could only extend his thumb and shook his head helplessly.
Ling'er giggled fiercely. To her, the Phantom Assassin was nothing. Anyone who dared to be disrespectful to Murong Xiaotian was her enemy.
"Hehe. Don't be so fucking prudish. This statue is a piece of shit." Murong Xiaotian smiled playfully. Then he straightened his face and said seriously: "But we can't be disrespectful to the dead. Let's pack up this nun's fossilized bones. Go dig a hole outside the nunnery and bury it."
"You finally said something human." The ghost warrior laughed and got busy.
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"Tell me. The person sent by the Phantom Assassin to guard the 'Sealed Pearl', even if he is not a god, is at least an eighth-level character like the big guy. Do you think so?" On the back of the Earth Turtle Dragon On the way to the purple path to the third token location, Murong Xiaotian asked; of course, he was asking the ghost warrior.
The black token of 'Sealed Pearl (Second Turn)' has been put into the inlay hole of 'Desolation Gate' without any accident. The changes caused are basically the same as that of the white bead. It is nothing more than blending in and disappearing. The mountain peaks trembled. Then the black path disappeared.
Originally, Murong Xiaotian was still thinking whether the fossilized skeleton of the buried nun would fly down from the top of the mountain like the Diguiosaurus. But obviously, this worry is unnecessary. It will not happen at all.
Now, knowing that all the guys guarding the 'Sealed Pearl' may have been sacrificed, Murong Xiaotian feels a lot more relaxed. At least, he felt relaxed before entering the 'Desolate Land'. As for the 'Desolate Land' What is the guy inside who even the masters of the heavenly realm want to come forward to seal? Murong Xiaotian doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't dare to think about it either.
"Of course. I can tell you clearly that the strength of this female nun is definitely not inferior to that of the Earth Turtle Dragon." The ghost warrior answered.
"Damn. So sure. Don't tell me. You *** also do research on archeology. You can tell it based on the fossils." Murong Xiaotian said.
"Since you don't believe it, then why are you asking me?" The ghost warrior rolled his eyes at Murong Xiaotian angrily.
"Haha. Let's get down to business." Murong Xiaotian touched his nose sheepishly. Then he said with a smile: "Then let me ask you. Since this female nun is so powerful and one of the top twelve masters, the Phantom Assassin. My subordinates, no matter what, should have one or two pieces of equipment on them. But just now, there was not even a shadow of Mao equipped with weapons. This seems unreasonable."
"It turns out that all you have been thinking about is just to take advantage of others. Aren't you usually extremely smart? Why did you ask such an irrelevant question?" The ghost warrior finally found an opportunity to ridicule Murong Xiaotian. .said with a sneer: "Think about it. The Phantom Assassin can send her here to guard the 'Sealed Pearl'. This means that she is a close associate of the Phantom Assassin. Then can her equipment be bad? Let's just say Not to mention whether she has heaven-level or sacred-level equipment. The worst thing is at least god-level equipment. All equipment that has reached god-level has spirituality. When the owner dies, it will Transform into a divine element and then fly away. Of course you won’t be able to see it.”
Murong Xiaotian remained silent. In fact, he also knew that everything the ghost warrior said was just a clue to the story of "Destiny". Even if there was no such thing, the "Destiny" system would not be set casually. You just choose the layout of the equipment for free. Of course, if the assimilation of the alien space in "Destiny" is completely off the track, then maybe it's not possible.
But a story is a story after all. I guess what the ghost warrior said was heard from the magic military master. But there is one thing that Murong Xiaotian knows. It is also mentioned in the official information of "Destiny". That is the artifact. Unlike other equipment, it cannot be dropped. Even if it is hung up seventy or eighty times, it will not fall.
"I didn't see it. After staying in the Hero Bar in Hero City for a while, I became knowledgeable and sharp-tongued." Murong Xiaotian pondered for a moment and said to the ghost warrior with a smile.
"Haha. Isn't that too boring? Except for the Hero City, I don't even have the qualifications to enter any of the major cities. I can only drag the demon strategist with me when I have nothing to do and ask him to tell me about the ancient battles between gods and demons. Actually, that's all I know." The ghost warrior replied with a smile.
Murong Xiaotian stopped talking. No matter whether he was a demon strategist or a ghost warrior, he just felt touched in his heart. They were not idle. All they did was to do what Murong Xiaotian did today. He was preparing for the Shenlong mission. Murong Xiaotian didn't understand this brotherly love, but he didn't say anything. He didn't even say a simple thank you. There was no need to say it because of this deep friendship. .It cannot be repaid with a few words. It needs to be measured by a lifetime of sincerity. It must be measured by the courage to sacrifice your life for the other party anytime and anywhere.
We finally reached the top of the mountain. The sight that came into view made Murong Xiaotian, who had a solemn expression on his face. He was meditating and immediately returned to his rugged and rogue nature: "Grass. Monk Temple. This *** was first a nunnery and nuns. Then in a blink of an eye* *Kungfu. It turned into a monk temple and a monk again. This is really a hero matching a beauty, a turtle matching a bastard, and a nun matching a *** monk."
Although the shadow of the monk has not been seen yet, the monk temple has appeared. Can the monk be far away?
"You're right about that. This is really a nun and a monk. If I guessed correctly, the owner of the third round of the 'Sealed Pearl' really has a story with the 'Phantom Assassin'." The Ghost Warrior laughed. answer.
"Finally, you didn't do it this time. Tell me what happened." Murong Xiaotian waved his hand and patted the Earth Turtle Dragon on its back, signaling it to stop. Although he guessed that the people here were All of them are dead. But that is just speculation after all. Still, we cannot take it lightly.
"The owner of the guardian of the 'Sealed Pearl' here should be the 'Jue Shadow Hunting God' who ranked eleventh among the twelve ultimate heavenly masters. He and the 'Phantom Assassin' were originally a pair of lovers. But I don't know why. But he became a monk and became a monk. And his subordinates are all monks. It is because of these that he created the 'Phantom Assassin' because of love and hatred. He hates all men in the world. At the same time, he is recruited out of anger. In addition to being a woman, a disciple must also become a nun. It is also stipulated that you must not be passionate about any man throughout your life. Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy." The ghost warrior answered as he jumped off the turtle dragon.
"Hey, it's another sad love story. It's just that this bitch is so damn cruel. It's okay that she was dumped. She doesn't even allow her disciples to fall in love." Murong Xiaotian shook his head. He continued: "I don't know if the people in the monk temple are really the subordinates of the 'Jueying God of Hunting' you mentioned." After saying that, he held Ling'er's waist and jumped from Diguilong's back. Come down.
"It's so touching. They love so deeply. This Phantom Assassin sister is so pitiful." Ling'er's tears were already welling up in her eyes.
"Haha. I think it's correct. I haven't heard from the military advisor. Among those figures above the god level back then, apart from the 'Jue Ying God Hunter', there was also one who was a monk." The ghost warrior said with a smile.
"Damn, I'm still a sister. I'm enough to be your grandma's grandma." Seeing Ling'er's tears, Murong Xiaotian smiled evilly in his heart. Then he waved his hand: "Let's go." He took the lead and moved toward Go to the small temple.
The ghost warrior's statement is 10% correct. Just look at the formation in front. You can judge that the installers of the nine-turn seal are not efficient at all. Now that some of the twelve ultimate masters have surfaced. On the water surface, Murong Xiaotian also believes that it will definitely not be the 'Phantom Assassin'. The owner of the guardian here is the 'Jue Shadow Hunting God'. It is not surprising at all.
This small temple looks about the same size as that nunnery. It is even more crudely built than that nunnery. The round temple door is wide open. The three big characters engraved on the temple door make Murong Xiaotian, who has not yet walked forward, They have already determined the identity of the owner here. It is the 'Jueying God of Hunting' that the ghost warrior said. Because those three words are 'Hunting Temple'. It already explains everything.
"Damn. This man is more diligent than women. If there were words engraved on the door of the nunnery just now, wouldn't we even save the effort of thinking." Walking ten meters in front of the temple door, Murong Xiaotian stopped. ; It's still the old rule. The ghost warrior is on his left, Ling'er is behind them, and the turtle dragon is on his right.
"Stop bragging here. I don't think you are diligent enough to do that." Murong Xiaotian's attack was too broad, which aroused Ling'er's dissatisfaction.
"Is there anyone?" Murong Xiaotian did not answer Ling'er's words. Instead, he started shouting. Arguing with a woman is just asking for trouble.
From here, you can clearly see the situation in the small temple. Of course, that can only be seen from the front. The situation on both sides of the door is still invisible. But looking from the front, there is nothing. It is empty. Empty. It feels like an empty house.
After shouting three times in a row, there was still no response. Thinking about it, there should be no response. Eighty percent of the people inside had turned into fossils. Murong Xiaotian waved his hand and walked away.
"Wait a minute." Murong Xiaocai took a step forward, but was grabbed by the ghost warrior.
"Why? Dead people can still bite." Murong Xiaotian was stunned and asked with a smile.
"Others can't, but the 'Jue Shadow Hunting God' can." The ghost warrior's tone was very serious. He said seriously: "Don't forget. This Jue Shadow Hunting God is the ancestor of setting traps. There is no guarantee that the people inside will set up traps before they die. What a terrible trap has been set."
"Yes. That makes sense." Murong Xiaotian nodded. He patted the ghost warrior on the shoulder and said, "Let's do it. I'll go in alone first. You can guard me. If there's any trouble, you can use the 'King of Hell's Hand' to stop it." I'll pull it out."
