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Chapter 465 Immortal Guardian

"I, the immortal guardian of Holy Crown City, Somra, am waiting for the arrival of the great master of the Northern Xinjiang Empire."

"First, I will sacrifice one of your lives to my own people."

Somra's voice resounded throughout the Holy Crown City, vibrating in everyone's ears. At some point, the fallen master practitioner was caught by Somra. His whole body was filled with aura of aura, and his body

It was trembling and twisting in Somla's hands.

Somla was covered in lightning and stood in the air, like a demon god in charge of thunder and lightning. In the desperate eyes of the Northern Xinjiang Grandmaster, the lightning around him surged. He saw that the Grandmaster's clothes turned into ashes, and the inner energy radiance shrouded all over his body became more and more intense.

Weak, the skin was red, and in the end, there was a loud bang and it exploded into blood foam.

"The opponent is at least close to the Grand Master's combat power. Run, run, run."

The hearts of the remaining master practitioners were filled with turmoil. This was the cave for the people of Northern Xinjiang. Nearly half of the more than ten masters in this ruins were from other countries. There was no need to help the people of Northern Xinjiang fight to the death.

"Oh my god, he can also speak Northern Xinjiang language. How long has this relic creature been lurking, and it actually learned our language."

"Where's the Grand Master of Northern Xinjiang? Who can go out and inform us that this situation is out of control."

Not only were the masters in chaos, but also the supervisors and the cultivators who came in to gain opportunities were also in chaos. People in this area of ​​Holy Crown City all looked at the terrifying figure in the air, and after thinking for a moment, they fled in all directions.

If this relic creature goes on a killing spree, no one can resist it.

Dozens of grandmasters could jointly resist for a while, but the masters were not united and had already fled the scene early.

The remaining cultivators dispersed in a hurry. Chen Jingsi carried Huang Chengcheng and Lu Guoyi carried Xu Zhi, and the two began to run away again.

The old driver drove the snowmobile crazily, running wildly. Seeing that the car was going crookedly and half of the tire fell off, he jumped out of the nearly broken vehicle and buried it in the snow, not daring to make another sound.

"Xiao Suo, so strong."

Xu Zhi was a little confused. He was so strong and still called him master. I'm afraid it was because of something wrong with his head.

Originally, he kicked Somra's head apart, thinking that Somra was just like that, just with some special abilities. He didn't expect that his strength would recover so quickly, and the master practitioner would not be able to make a few moves in his hands.

What kind of artifact? The source of magic power is really so powerful. Although Xu Zhi has some game-related information in his mind, he has long since stopped taking those information seriously and relies on a little bit of game knowledge to survive. He is afraid that

I feel like I didn't die quickly enough.

The long period of time made him forget too many memories, and many unimportant things were buried in the bottom of his brain one by one, making it difficult to remember.

Perhaps, those who practice medicine will be very powerful if they live for thousands of years. Xu Zhi thought about Mysterio in the dream world. He was the strongest person he had ever seen. His attributes were not measured by the panel in his mind.

Xu Zhi still hopes that his attribute panel can be improved again. The ultra-short distance detection means that he has to be close to know the details of the opponent. If it is as far away as ten or twenty meters, Xu Zhi will feel wonderful.

In most cases, twenty meters is a relatively safe distance.

"Escape towards Xuanbing House."

"What are you doing there? These two children will be frozen to death by then."

In the dark night, the wind and snow became more fierce, and the cold wind cut like a knife. Chen Jingsi and Lu Guoyi could finally think of them this time. Xu Zhi and Huang Chengcheng burst into tears. They were really about to enter that mysterious ice.

The two of them were freezing to death in the house, and there was no place to argue.

"Why don't we just build a snow house here and make do with it first."

Xu Zhi tried hard to raise his head and suggested to the two big guys that Somra's enemy was the great master who destroyed the ancestors of the Holy Crown City ruins in Northern Xinjiang. He had nothing to do with Dongyue, and he had managed to pull Somla.

Once he was released from the demon bottle, he would not do anything to others even if he had a life-saving benevolence for them.

With this prerequisite, they don't need to panic like others.

"We can't make do with it, Xiao Xu. The ancestors of this kind of relic are too terrifying. They are simply a crazy grand master. Anyone who touches them will die."

Lu Guoyi took a breath and continued: "Don't talk about you, even us are just big-headed grasshoppers. We can't do anything under the hands of the great master and will be crushed to death."

"Stupid things like hiding in snowdrifts can only be played when the level of cultivation is low. They can hear breathing and heartbeat." Chen Jingsi added that he and Lu Guoyi could barely do it.

Holding your breath, suppressing the boiling of the blood, and the sound of the heartbeat, makes the body as silent as a dead person, but these two little ones can't do it. For high-level practitioners, heavy breathing and powerful heartbeat are like a shadow in the dark night.

A bright light.

"That person, Somra, said that he would only attack cultivators from the Northern Xinjiang Empire."

Xu Zhi said cautiously, "These two big guys seem to be overreacting. Haven't you learned the Northern Xinjiang language? Somra has clearly said that he will only attack the great masters of Northern Xinjiang."

"How do you know that the ruin man is called Somra?"

Chen Jingsi asked curiously. Xu Zhi guessed it right. The two people's understanding of Beijiang dialect was really average. Even though Chen Jingsi had an old rival from Beijiang, that old rival was proficient in Dongyue dialect and had no problem communicating.

.

"That's what he said, using Northern Xinjiang dialect."

"The ancestors of the ruins spoke the Northern Xinjiang dialect."

Chen Jingsi and Lu Guoyi looked at each other, a little confused. This was the first time they saw the creatures in the ruins speaking the language of the outside world. In the connection between the ruins and the outside world, the time was short, and the two sides basically fought directly when they met, without any

The purpose of all cultural exchanges is to kill the other party, occupy all the ruins, and gain control of the ruins.

"I just said that we should learn more Northern Xinjiang dialect. Hello, how much is it? Yes, okay, thank you. These few words are not enough for us to get along in Northern Xinjiang."

Lu Guoyi complained that his brain was weak, but Chen Jingsi was smart, so there was nothing wrong with learning more foreign languages.

"How could I know so much? I just came to this ruins to heal my wounds. It only lasted three days, and I still have to master the Northern Xinjiang language."

Chen Jingsi has a big head. If he goes to one place and learns one language, his brain capacity will not be enough.

"We mainly hang out in South Australia. Just be proficient in the language there. Anyone who wants to learn the Northern Xinjiang language can learn it. I get a headache when I see their pile of words."

Since there was no special risk, the two master practitioners also stopped running and began to gather the wind and snow, compress it into blocks, and build an ice and snow house.

This place is not far from the second fountain of the ruins. If Soram is quiet, a few people can soak in the fountain tomorrow and wait for the end of the time in this cave.

The ice and snow house was built quite solidly and was tightly protected from wind. It was like a big tent and the space was sufficient. The four people in the house were not crowded. Chen Jingsi took out the energy liquid. There was no heater, so he had to rely on body heat to survive.

It's been a while.

“Bang bang bang”

There was a sound of hammering on the wall outside the ice and snow house.

"Master, I'm Xiaosuo, open the door."

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