Panlong's rules are transcendent

Chapter 64 The war begins

Sparrow practiced with Leian for three days and felt a little regretful.

Every time Gainleian accepted his attack, he would have to think for a long time before letting him take action again.

As the number of shots increased, Leian's thinking time became longer and longer.

On the first day, Sparrow made a total of forty-two shots and received four bottles of Fengmian Zui. By the second day, the number had dropped to thirty-one. It was already halfway through today, but only nine shots had been taken.

If this continues, Sparrow feels that he may not be able to exchange for a bottle of wine in the next month.

During this period, he did have the thought of regretting it, but there was really a shortage of alcohol in the tribe, and he had become addicted to drinking in the past few days. After thinking about it again and again, he suppressed the thought of regret.

In fact, I have started to drink more moderately now, because I am afraid that if I drink happily now, I will feel uncomfortable later.

On the other hand, Lei An felt that he had made a lot of money. A few bottles of Fengmian Zui were nothing. Before coming to hell, he had specially refined a space ring to hold wine.

It is said that everything has pros and cons, and it is true. Although the Molson tribe is dangerous, without this danger, there would be no pressure. Without this pressure, where would you find someone willing to be a sparring partner for a few bottles of wine? The middle god.

In front of the stone house, Leian carefully recalled Sparrow's attack.

"In terms of destructive power alone, Sparrow's attacks are about the same as mine, but if I measure it based on my personal classification, his material attacks have only just begun in the first step..."

"In this case, what is the remaining secret of destruction?"

"Is it really because he killed enough people, as Sparrow said?"

Leian thought of the artifact used by Sparrow, which was a crescent-shaped scimitar that had been refined by Sparrow himself and had been with him for six or seven thousand years.

If you look at the years of divine power accumulation alone, it cannot be called a qualified mid-level artifact, but the evil energy contained in the scimitar is frightening. It reminds Leian of the purple-blooded devil's sword. Soft sword.

"Killing?"

Leian fell into deep thought. In terms of killing, not many people died in his hands. He became a god too quickly, and there weren't that many lower gods in the material plane for him to kill.

As for those below the god level, it is unnecessary and meaningless.

What's more, Leian doesn't think that killing must be part of the rules of destruction. At most, it is a means to understand some secrets through killing.

Time flies so fast, half a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past month, Sparrow really only got one bottle of wine in exchange. He wanted to terminate the agreement, but he couldn't let it go.

Under the gum tree, Leian and Sparrow sat on the floor. After paying for a bottle of wine, Leian took out three more bottles and placed them in front of Sparrow.

"Here, this is for you!"

"Haha, that's interesting!" Sparrow laughed happily and put away the three bottles of wine with a wave of his hand.

Leian took a few sips from the bottle and asked casually: "Sparrow, if the clan leader goes to Mengshan City to sell puppet resin, can we go with him?"

"Do you have Moshi living in the city?"

When Sparrow heard this, he guessed what Leian was thinking and said with a sneer:

"Let me do the math for you. First of all, it takes ten ink stones to ride on the clan leader's metal life."

"Secondly, you are not a demon. You need to hand over an ink stone to enter the city."

"Finally, Mengshan City has a curfew. You are not allowed to stay on the street from twelve o'clock at night to five o'clock in the morning. If you choose to stay, the minimum stay is one year, and the cheapest hotel costs two to three hundred yuan."

"But what's the use of living there for a year? If you can't break through to a high-level god, you, a middle-level god, will only..."

"Ok?"

Just as he was about to speak, Sparrow suddenly stopped speaking and looked up to the east. Leian also noticed it. He looked up and saw three giant black wolves as big as mountains flying side by side.

The giant wolf is extremely fast and produces an astonishing explosion of air during its flight.

This momentum was immediately noticed, and the next moment, Leian heard a sharp warning sound.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

……

"go!"

Sparrow's expression changed slightly. After taking a sip of wine, he immediately put away the bottle and flew up.

Leian did not dare to neglect. As a member of the escort team, if he did not gather as soon as possible when the war started, the punishment after the war would be very terrifying.

However, just as Sparrow flew to the treetops, he didn't know what happened, but suddenly slowed down again. Just as Leian was about to ask, Sparrow's voice rang in his mind.

"There are a lot of enemies this time. I'm afraid it won't be that simple. Let's go a little later. Remember, be smart when fighting later!"

Leian blinked, looked at Sparrow with some surprise, and thought to himself, if this guy can survive to this day, isn't he just fishing for fish every time?

Although he thought so, Leian still obeyed the advice and slowed down.

At this moment, almost all the god-level powerful men were flying into the air. The only difference was that the lower gods were gathering far away in the low altitude, while the middle gods all flew towards the three patriarchs who had already appeared in the air.

At this moment, the three high-ranking gods Mohsen, Craven, and Bandar stood side by side, blocking the way of the three giant black wolves.

Below the three of them, most of their respective thousand-man escorts had already assembled. Leian and Sparrow had deliberately slowed down and lined up at the back of the team.

Three thousand middle gods lined up neatly, with an astonishing momentum. Being in the team, Lei An could feel the strong murderous aura even more.

He tightened the Guixu Sword in his hand, and his mind gradually became tense.

In front of them, three giant wolves had already stopped in the air. In an instant, thousands of figures flew out of the wolf's belly, neatly arranged into six large groups like the Molson tribe.

Above these six groups, three superior gods in green robes stood side by side.

"There are twice as many median gods!"

Leian glanced at the number of people opposite him and frowned, a bad feeling gradually rising in his heart.

At this moment, a deep voice came from above.

"Barlow, Halliway, Heyman, I didn't expect you three wolves to join forces."

It was Mosen who spoke, and judging from what he meant, the people opposite him actually came from three tribes.

"Evil wolf? When it comes to evil, how can the three of us compare to you!"

Among the three men in green robes, the one standing on the left laughed and shouted back.

After he finished speaking, the man in green robe in the middle chuckled lightly and said in a calm tone:

"Mosen, you have been controlling the gum trees here for two hundred thousand years. It's time for you to make enough, and it's our turn to take over. As long as you leave voluntarily, I can make the decision and let you take away this time." income!"

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, and Molson's cold gaze pierced the opposite side, "Barlow, I, Molson, know exactly what kind of person you are. There's no need to pretend to be a good person here."

"The gum tree is right here. Come and get it if you can!"

(End of this chapter)