The handsome old man jumped up in anger and said, "What's mine is mine."
Guo Twelve added casually: "What's yours is also mine."
The handsome old man was speechless. Thinking that this was indeed the case, he said helplessly: "Oh, I am doing this for your own good. After all, only the knowledge engraved in your soul can truly belong to you."
Guo Twelve smiled and said: "I know, I just can't remember some small details. I work very hard."
The handsome old man was full of clues. He also knew that Guo Twelve was very diligent, but he often asked some incomprehensible questions, and they were the most basic questions that ordinary professionals would understand, which made him crazy.
Guo Twelve said: "The rain has become less intense."
The violent heavy rain gradually subsided, and Guo Twelve could see the scenery in the distance clearly. There was a fog in front of him, and the sound of rain was no longer so loud. The roars of wild beasts and the hoofbeats of large groups of herbivores were mixed together, and from time to time
One or two roars of ferocious beasts were heard from the ground, and hundreds of bison galloped past the hillside. Guo Twelve sighed inwardly, the bison here can grow up to seven or eight meters long, and they look extremely tough.
Behind the large group of bison, there was a mutated lion lurking, with a body of more than thirty meters long. It was a level six mutated lion. It seemed to be staring at a certain bison, and suddenly started to move towards a fallen buffalo.
The old bison behind charged past.
Guo Twelve watched with great interest. This low-level mutated talisman lion no longer aroused his interest in hunting.
One pounce covered 100 meters. The ability of the mutated rune lion was unparalleled. It overturned a bison with one claw and bit down on the bison's neck. It let out a grunt of satisfaction.
A hole was torn open in its soft belly, and the mutant lion began to eat blood. Guo Twelve found that the mutant lion's eating was somewhat similar to that of the lion in the previous life, but more importantly, it was different. It ate extremely fast. In a moment, it
They ate up all the internal organs in the bison's belly, and then tore into the fresh meat from the bison's body.
The blood splashed, attracting more and more vultures to circle in the air. The vultures here were huge, with wings spread over ten meters. They were waiting, hoping that the mutated runic lion would leave some leftovers.
The handsome old man glanced at it and said disdainfully: "What's so good about this?"
Guo Twelve said calmly: "Let's see what's good. I don't intend to become the food of the mutated lion like the bison."
The handsome old man felt that Guo Twelve was confused and said: "Okay, I have to get busy, so you can continue watching." As soon as his head retracted back to the altar, it popped up again and said: "I feel someone is fighting.
Fluctuations of the soul.”
Guo Twelve also noticed it. He nodded and said: "Yes, I feel it too."
The mutated rune lion buried its head in the meal and suddenly raised its head and looked into the distance. It also felt uneasy. Rain mixed with blood flowed from the corners of its mouth. It stood up and let out a roar of demonstration.
The handsome old man said: "There are many people, but not many masters. There are at most four. There are five altar masters."
Guo Twelve was shocked and said: "Five? That many?"
The handsome old man said in a deep voice: "Yeah, but they all seem to be professionals at the Void Altar, so you don't have to worry about it."
Guo Twelve said: "Damn, the five virtual altar professionals, uh, don't worry about it, haha." He also understood that the five altar-level masters could not all be enemies, and there must be one of them among them.
He scratched his head and said: "I was shocked, haha."
The handsome old man said with a smile: "The moon blade has just been sacrificed, don't you want to try it?" He has been encouraging Guo Twelve to fight more to increase his combat power. Guo Twelve is not willing to kill people, but he also knows that in this world,
We cannot protect ourselves without strong force.
Guo Twelve knew that the battle could not be avoided, so he said: "Okay, I'll go!"
The handsome old man smiled happily and said: "Hey, this is a good boy!" It was a rare compliment. Guo Twelve couldn't help but sigh: "It's not easy."
"What's not easy?"
Guo Twelve said: "It's really not easy for you to praise me."
The handsome old man laughed loudly and said proudly: "The old man never praises people easily. Boy, please work harder and let the old man praise you more."
Guo Twelve slapped the top of the altar and said: "Let's go! Go and have a look!" He was still a little bit in the mood to watch the excitement. According to his idea, it was not necessary to take action, as long as he could scare the other party.
The altar rose into the sky and flew towards the distance.
A few minutes later, Guo Twelve saw the talisman flashing, heard bursts of roaring, and then saw a group of people flying in his direction in embarrassment.
Guo Twelve drove the altar down and shouted: "Stop, who is beating you?" He had already recognized this group of people as disciples of the Gunan family.
There were about three teams with about twenty people, all of them were in a state of panic, and many people were injured and being dragged around.
When this group of people saw Guo Twelve falling, they were frightened to death. One of the disciples shouted: "Come a few people and stop him with me, others run away!"
Guo Twelve knew that there was a misunderstanding, so he didn't say much, and raised his hand to raise his identity plate. The great sage master who was ready to fight almost fell down. He was so surprised that his voice changed: "Elder of the clan! It's our family.
The clan elders, we are saved.”
Several of the people who were seriously injured and barely able to hold on, when they heard that they had been rescued, they let out a sigh of relief and fell straight down. As soon as Guo Twelve patted the altar, he immediately stretched out a dozen tentacles and caught them in mid-air.
Stay. If we don't save them, if these people fall, at least half of their lives will be lost, and those who are seriously injured will probably die.
Guo Twelve controlled the tentacles to roll several injured disciples to the altar and said: "Come up!"
All the disciples flew to the altar and collapsed on the top of the altar without any image. Before Guo Twelve could speak, a great sage pointed not far away and said: "They are chasing us!"
Dozens of professionals flew over aggressively and at extremely fast speeds, but when they saw Guo Twelve's altar, they immediately began to slow down. Guo Twelve's altar came forward to meet them.
Someone was so frightened that he shouted: "It's an altar master, run!"
Guo Twelve couldn't help but laugh. It felt really good to bully others. He shouted, and the altar crashed into the crowd. The speed of the altar was faster than the flying of professionals. The group of professionals flew in all directions, but they didn't expect Guo Twelve to
Twelve did not launch an attack, but instead extended countless tentacles from the altar.
In an instant, the tentacles wrapped around them, and each entangled professional felt his soul shake, as if his soul was about to be drained out. Professionals rely on soul power. Once the soul power is weakened, 90% of their abilities will be lost.
.Most professionals fell into a coma the moment they were entangled by the tentacles.
No one slipped through the net, and they were all captured. This is the strength of the altar master. Of course, if Guo Twelve used the moon blade to chop, most of them would probably escape, but he used his tentacles to catch them. The ancient pith is not only powerful with its tentacles, it is the most powerful
His skill is to devour souls. This is still under the control of Guo Twelve, and the tentacles are not allowed to devour them as much as they want, otherwise none of these people will survive.
The prisoners were thrown onto the top of the altar, and the disciples of the Gunan family immediately tied them up. Guo Twelve cast a spell to make the altar huge again.
At this time, bursts of explosions were heard in the distance. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the rain became very light. There was only a drizzle, and the vision became better. Guo Twelve asked: "Still?"
Who is fighting?"
The disciple of the Gunan family said: "It's the two elders of our family. They blocked most of the pursuing elders. Please." Guo Twelve is an elder of the Keqing clan. If he is unwilling to take action, no one will dare to force him.
.
Guo Twelve asked: "What is your name?"
The man said: "Gu Nan family, senior great saint master, Nanzhou."
Guo Twelve nodded, casually slapped the top of the altar, and shouted: "Let's go over and have a look!"
Nanzhou was overjoyed and said repeatedly: "Thank you, clan elder, thank you clan elder!"
Guo Twelve's altar turned into a rainbow, flying forward and falling directly. In an instant, he saw the five people fighting, coming and going vertically and horizontally, the lights of symbols flashing, and the thunderbolts shaking the sky, and the fight was in full swing.
A group of disciples of the Gunan family were fixed on the altar of Guo Twelve, as well as a group of tied captives, so the altar of Guo Twelve swelled very much, and the top platform was also very lively.
"Wow, it was the sword struck by Elder Nan Zhichun. It was so powerful!"
"The Great Elder Nanming is also very powerful. Look, look at him fighting two opponents alone!"
"If the old clan comes over, we will definitely win!"
The handsome old man suddenly appeared and said, "Why are there so many people? Well, you arrested these guys?" He was busy doing things just now and didn't pay attention to what was going on outside.
"Wow"
The group of professionals looked at the handsome old man in surprise, which made him feel very unhappy: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen such a handsome old man?"
Everyone was immediately speechless.
The handsome old man looked at the five virtual altar masters fighting not far away and asked, "Who are they?"
"They are the great elders of our family, Mr. Nan Ming, and Mr. Nan Zhichun. I don't know those three people across from me!"
The handsome old man curled his lips. He looked down on the strength of these five people and said: "It's really ugly to fight. Only Nan Ming is a little stronger. Well, they won't be able to withstand it. These idiots, keep fighting and let go no matter what."
Are you slowing down? It's boring! Boy, it's all your fault for coming out too early and not being able to see the excitement. The old man is gone!" He shrunk his head and returned to the altar.
Guo Twelve could only smile bitterly. This old man always spoke so unscrupulously.
The group of family disciples didn't dare to talk nonsense. After all, this was the altar of the clan leader. Who knew who the handsome old man was? He sounded very arrogant, and when Guo Twelve didn't say a word, he didn't stop him from talking.
, you know that this old man has a very high status.
With the appearance of Guo Twelve, the fight between the five people became obviously weaker.
Guo Twelve stopped staying and rushed over to the altar.
The three virtual altar masters of the Gujin family were inexplicably horrified. The other party actually came with a two-layer real altar master, plus two other virtual altar masters, which was enough to severely damage them. One of them shouted: "Let's go!
"
Another expert suddenly saw the captives on the top of Guo Twelve's altar and was shocked: "They captured the scarab beetle!"