Demon Sword God

While Chris was thinking about it, the first batch of five teams to enter the Glorious Ruins had already set off. Just when Zhang Sun Zhilei and his group were about to step into gate [-], Chris suddenly turned back. Shenlai quickly followed.

"I'm going to trouble little Chris to open the way this time, please pay more attention to safety." An old magician who was older than Chris patted Chris on the shoulder peacefully. Wrinkle twitched a bit, trying to make a gratified smile.

"Where is that, uncle, don't worry, my nephew still has the ability to protect himself..." At this time, Chris really scolded this uncle in his heart. This expedition is obviously a danger of deceiving people. For his own safety, Dakeng, this shit uncle, knowing that it is Dakeng, still sanctimoniously pushes himself, the so-called "junior", to die on the grounds that "young people need experience".And I couldn't refuse because of my identity as a ninth-level powerhouse. Although the teacher was very kind to me and gave me a lot of life-saving gadgets, but now all these gadgets have been taken away by the glorious paladin of the temple!

Although the two people's greetings were not very loud, they couldn't hold back the Tiandao mercenary group with Bekas, who had a long ear, so they repeated the words of the two people in detail.

"You said, he has nothing, yet he dares to come in..." Bekas looked incomprehensible.

"The strong have their own pride." Kaluodi pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"But that person, even without his things, is not something we can confront head-on at this stage." Lan Ni's words hit the point.

"Well, but he and the Fengyun mercenary group are gone, it seems that we are still safe for the time being, but I am a little sorry for the eldest grandson and the others." Carodi spread his hands helplessly.

"Hey, a magic guild, a temple, and the combination of the two major powers probably won't cause anything outrageous. Let's continue to wait for the cheapskate." Bekas finished speaking, looking at the southern sky, Guang Yao Zhirong's guide, Mu Lin, is already very close to him, and he will arrive soon.

The moment Chris entered the light gate No. [-] with his elder Sun Zhilei, there was an old man's wailing outside the crowd, and then the crowd fell into chaos.

"Master Glorious Paladin! Don't go!"

An old man in a dark green Chinese-style gown staggered into the crowd and was about to chase in the direction where Sun Zhilei left, but was stopped by a group of guards.

"Let go of me, I'm going to find Lord Guangming Paladin...I'm going to find Lord Guangming Paladin..."

"Tang Kun, don't make trouble. Lord Guangming Paladin has already entered the Glorious Ruins. You should leave quickly and don't disturb the law and order here!" A paladin came over on a white horse with an impatient look on his face.

"No! Why! You agreed to convey my request to Lord Glory Paladin. Why didn't you do it? Are you going to look at me as the descendant of the Tang family! Are you still the paladin of the Temple of Renyi! I want Go to the temple to report you!" Tang Kun became more and more excited as he spoke, and then he raised his dry fist and was about to hit the paladin.

"Fuck, I kindly want you to go back to take care of the elderly and die. You don't listen to the old man, come on, brothers, beat him out."