The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"Do you dare to chase?" Wang Ping'an swallowed sharply.

"Our strength is not as good as them, but, as long as you be careful, it should be fine... Actually, I am mainly interested in the majestic evil spirit contained in the Roshan monster and want to get it."

Li Qiankun said his thoughts.

"Then chase it!" Wang Ping'an nodded.

Whoosh!

The two of them cast the sixth stage spell "Invisibility Spell", their bodies became transparent, their breath weakened to the extreme, and they chased up.

"Die to me!"

After incarnation of the Roshan monster, the prophet Admiralty's momentum skyrocketed, his cultivation base skyrocketed, and he had already entered the Divine Origin Realm in an all-round way.

As soon as he swooped, he caught up with the son of the paper fan.

Whoosh!

The golden hook disappeared instantly, and when it reappeared, he came to the paper fan master and penetrated down at full speed.

However, no blood spattered.

This is just an afterimage!

Hundreds of meters away.

The son of the paper fan appeared, with lingering fears.

"Fortunately, I have a teleport talisman, otherwise, it will definitely kill me."

The son of the paper fan said with a smile.

He is not good at portraying many Fuluo.

Teleportation talisman is one of them, and the technique of depiction is very delicate. Although the teleportation distance of each teleportation talisman consumed is probably not more than one kilometer, it is enough to avoid danger.

"Want to chase me, go dream!"

"Hahaha...hiccup!"

The Prince Paper Fan laughed loudly and was about to continue to flee, but was horrified to find that the Prophet Admiralty had once again killed him.

The giant palm fell suddenly.

Before the palm reached, there was a terrifying aura rolling down, blasting the paper fan master into the ground.

"Teleportation!"

The son of the paper fan quickly consumed the second teleport charm, disappeared, and when it reappeared, he came to 800 meters away.

Whoosh whoosh!

Dong Yuandong, Zhu Yongfu, and Xiao Fangu fled in different directions, because the Prophet Admiralty did not lock them, so they can safely escape.

Not long.

The three of them have disappeared from the sight of Li Qiankun and Wang Ping'an.

"Brother, two of them seem to be Xiao Fangu and Dong Yuandong, am I right?"

"Yes, it's them!"

"I didn't expect Xiao Fangu and Dong Yuandong to get mixed up with the prophets, their hearts are shameful!"

"Return to the case and tell the headmaster later."

"OK."

While discussing, the two of them used the "Invisibility Technique" to track, although the speed was not fast, they could barely keep up with the transfer speed of the battlefield.

"Crack to death!"

The Roshan monster transformed by the Prophet Admiralty roared, and a terrifying wave of air broke out in an instant, and finally stunned Master Paper Fan, forcing him to even use the teleporting talisman.

"not good!"

Looking at the giant palm falling from the sky, the paper fan master had a palpitating feeling facing death, and quickly bit his fingertips and wrote an ancient text in the air with blood.

"Blast me!"

This is the secret method to detonate the Roshan monster.

As a prophet, occasionally encounter Roshan monsters with chaotic consciousness, even the master wants to obliterate them.

In the history of the prophet clan, many prophets were crushed to death by Roshan monsters that were crazy about them.

In order to contain this, the clan elders of the prophets have performed countless times and finally created the method of detonation.

However, this detonation method can only detonate Roshan monsters with similar cultivation bases. This is to prevent some prophets from deliberately using secret methods to detonate other strong Roshan monsters and causing losses.

As this ancient text came into contact with the Roshan monster transformed by the Prophet Admiralty, his body immediately bounced up into the air, swelling up like a balloon.

Boom!

When he reached the sky, he finally exploded, like a gorgeous firework, which turned into a wave of black and gold and spread to the surroundings. From a distance, the scenery was unique.

"What a strong evil spirit!"

Li Qiankun looked at the countless black and gold waves in the sky, licked his lips, and wanted to use the Dingsha gourd to collect them all.

"Haha, hahaha!"

The boy with a paper fan lay on the ground, took out the mirror, glanced at his dry and old skin, and laughed.

"Although it consumed my one hundred years of life, but also killed the Prophet Admiralty, no loss!"

The son of the paper fan panted heavily and his voice was low.

The use of the word "explosion" is not without cost. Every time you use it, you have to instantly extract a hundred years of life and a large amount of essence from the body, which makes him look a lot older.

"Look, brother, he seems to be much older."

"I see, isn't it the use of secret methods such as the consumption of longevity? Otherwise, the Roshan monster can't burst."

"The high probability is the'explosive tactics'. There is one of the deduction techniques I practice, which requires the consumption of life and essence."

Mid-air.

Li Qiankun and Wang Ping'an talked in a low voice.

Speaking of the latter, Li Qiankun remembered that he did see the relevant secret technique records in the deduction method compiled by Ye Feng.

However, he hasn't practiced yet.

Ten thousand feet high in the sky.

The wave of evil spirits exploded by the prophet Admiralty continued to spread, and there was a vague will resurrected in the middle, guiding the surrounding evil spirits to form a faint light array.

"Summoning Array?"

The son of the paper fan stared at the light array that appeared out of thin air, his pupils shrank, "No, there is a summoning array in the Prophet Admiralty, which can summon their strong will!"

The face of the son of the paper fan was livid.

He and the Prophet Admiralty belong to the same family of prophets, but they are not in the same vein. The two parties may be in peace in the small world of the prophet family, but when outside, they will almost kill each other.

Click!

The light array began to shine, causing the void to be distorted, where countless evil spirits gathered, forming a huge human face, looking down indifferently.

"It turns out to be the descendants of the third tribe, dare to kill the descendants of our second tribe and seek death!"

The huge face stared at the son of the paper fan with an extremely indifferent expression.

...

In the starry sky, near the Protoss continent.

A huge Roshan monster came here, hiding his figure. On top of it, stood a weird figure covered in a cloak, holding a golden stick, thinking about something.

"That's it."

"The last time in the battle, the Roshan monsters of the first level of the Void were wiped out, indicating that there are extremely strong people in this place."

"I have to go around and avoid being stunned to find out the forces behind this."

The prophet on the Roshan monster waved his wooden staff. The Roshan monster immediately shrank and turned into a meat ball with a diameter of one meter, which he stepped on with his foot.

After some searching.

The prophet found the teleportation formation of the imperial capital of the Great Rain Dynasty on the Protoss continent, quickly displayed his supernatural powers in disguise, and successfully teleported to Baifu City.

Afterwards, he condensed his gaze, looked in the direction of the 13 states of Nanwen, and sneered:

"As soon as I arrived here, I met the old people of the second group, hey, and the descendants of our old branch of the third group, interesting!"

Whoosh!

This man moved several times in a row and came to the 13 states of Nanwen, showing his figure, standing in front of the paper fan master.

"Junior, dare to do something to the younger generation of our third branch~www.readwn.com~ to find death?"

The prophet with his feet on the meatball let out a sigh, and the huge face in the sky suddenly collapsed.

Even the body in the depths of the starry sky suffered heavy damage, cracked and almost fell.

"Damn it, it's the Emperor Taijin of the third branch!"

After the prophet Admiralty's patron was backlashed in the air, he said with a lingering fear, his face was full of dignity, and the news came out quickly.

at the same time.

Over the thirteen states of Nanwen.

Master Paper Fan blinked and looked at the mysterious prophet with his feet on the meat ball, wearing a black cloak and holding a golden wooden staff, for a moment, then he took a breath.

"It's you, Prophet Taijin!"

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