Assistant God of Life in Another World

After a split second of soul and gallbladder splitting, the big man in the head realized that it was just a false alarm.

I was too nervous to run just now.

No, even now, I am still very nervous!

How many years has it been since he ran away in such a panic?The leader's heart was a little fuzzy, and he couldn't even remember whether he had ever been so frightened in the past.

The camera switches to Fang Tian's side.

Seeing all the big men rushing out desperately, Fang Tian only felt it was funny.

Sure enough, there was a saying in the previous life that the unknown is the scariest thing.

A small lake, if it is really clear to the bottom, even if it is three or four meters deep, even people who don't know how to swim will definitely have the courage to go down for a swim.But if the water in this small lake is pitch black, or even glowing with other strange colors, then, before knowing the details, no one except brains will dare to go down casually.

But now, it was obvious that his "magic medicine pill", or his own identity as a "magic medicine master", played the role of "unknown" in the hearts of these big men.

The next moment, Fang Tian's footsteps moved slightly, and he slightly changed the direction in which his body was standing.

The real talker has appeared.

The group of big men before could only be called "salesmen" who came out to run business, but now, the manager-level figures made their grand debut!

In the southeast direction, in addition to dozens of big men swarming in, the two magicians who are the finale also came hand in hand, one of them was level [-] and the other was level [-].

After a while, after meeting the big guy in charge and talking in a low voice for a few words, the eighth-level old magician raised his voice towards Fang Tian: "My friend, this is our fault. The people below are ignorant and offended you." It's a small misunderstanding, how about letting it go?"

Eighth-level magician.

When watching them engage in an exchange match with the caravan before, Fang Tian sighed, Nima, you are an eighth-level magician, eighth-level!Why do you have to run out and be a good man?

You know, Sharjah back then was only level nine.

Who is Sharjah?A disciple of the city order of a city directly under the empire!Not to mention his teacher's promotion to the sanctuary later, even if there is no later incident, this brother can still meet the boss of the empire if he follows his teacher. ——What kind of level is this?

Then look at the old magician who is only one level lower than the ninth level in front of him, and this profession.

Damn, don't you feel ashamed?Aren't you afraid to discredit the entire group of magicians?Aren't you afraid that some high-ranking magician passing by will find you displeased and purify you casually?Even if you are old, your potential is exhausted, and there is no room for advancement in front of you, just find a unit to associate with, and it will be better than it is now, right?

Grade eight!Do you consider it Chinese cabbage yourself?

To be honest, Fang Tian really didn't understand.And this example also made Fang Tian very interested. Since he bumped into it by himself, of course he couldn't just let it go. It's good to know and study it casually.

So the next moment Fang Tian raised his voice and said, "If you have something to say, come here first."

Of course the old magician would not come.

The idiot just passed by!

The old magician was still terrified of this guy who came out of nowhere.

Don't look calm when you are on the stage, you have to appear on the stage. ——If something happened to his subordinates, if he didn't even put his head up, then don't mess around in the future. If the subordinates have to leave, even in this thousand miles around, they don't want to have the face to see others again.

But at this time, if the past is really like what the damned guy said, it is very likely that it will be overthrown for no reason. Isn't that courting death?He hasn't lived enough.

He had never dealt with potion masters before, so he really didn't know the details.

So the old magician once again raised his voice in a good temper: "Friend, you and I are both people of status. Do you have to do a little thing? No matter whether you or I get hurt, it's not worth it."

This is also the truth, and it is not considered a sign of weakness, so it is not considered a loss of face for the old magician to speak in front of his subordinates. ——In any case, being old and prudent is never bad.Whether it's Fang Tian's previous life or this world.

But of course Fang Tian wouldn't just let it go.

So he still said: "If you have something to say, you come here first."

The old magician really came this time, he walked in front, and the sixth-level magician followed closely, no, he followed slowly.

That's the end of the story, but it won't work if you come here.

All the subordinates are watching!

This is also one of the helpless things about being the boss, sometimes being put on a beam, you have to bite the bullet and make an appearance.

Fang Tian smiled and stood still, watching the old magician "come" slowly, cautiously, as if walking on thin ice.

The element sensing range of an eighth-level magician is forty miles, or 200 meters, and the control range of the elements is one percent of that, or [-] meters. Well, you need to add about [-] meters.This is the case of a newly promoted eighth-level magician, which is the lowest boundary.After the realm is stable, it is normal to double this data.

But the old magician in front of him is really a bit horrible.Mostly because of getting old, his mental strength is not as good as before. At the eighth level, his ability to sense and control elements has not only failed to increase, but has also dropped a lot.

If purely based on statistics, this person can only be said to be a "seventh-level and a half magician", and if he really wants to fight, he may not be able to fight a seventh-level magician with proper strength.

However, the sixth-level magician is still not an opponent, and the gap in hard power or the actual level is still a bit big.

Under the gaze of Fang Tian, ​​and under the gaze of a group of warriors, the two magicians took one step, two steps, three steps...

Perhaps in order to prevent being caught in the same boat, the six magicians in the back walked more slowly. From the beginning, the two started at the same time and gradually fell behind by about 100 meters.The eighth-level magician in the lead stopped at a place about 150 meters away from Fang Tian.

After stopping, the old magician did not move for a while.

The atmosphere in the arena gradually began to become dignified. ——Everyone knows that a good show is about to begin.

The old magician's coming here is obviously not for "having something to say".

The old magician didn't make any more noises, and he didn't put on any stances. The next moment, directly, a big fireball the size of an adult's arms was about tens of meters above Fang Tian and the old magician. Emerging out of thin air, it became solidified little by little, and in the process of solidifying, it quickly slammed towards Fang Tian with a condescending attitude.

When it was about to enter about ten meters around Fang Tian's body, the power of the fireball reached its maximum, and the next moment, the speed suddenly increased by about four or five times. It was the old magician who tried his best to "launch" the fireball or Said to throw it out.

There won't be so many tricks in the competition between two magicians.

Generally speaking, winning or losing depends on one move.

After one touch, the winner can pursue infinitely, while the loser will either flee or be destroyed.However, fighting and escaping are two different things. Fighting tests comprehensive attack and defense, while escaping only depends on the ability to sense and manipulate the wind element. It is not ruled out that there are three or four little magic apprentices who can successfully escape from seven or eight-level magicians. .

Of course, that's the same thing, the difference in hard power between the two sides should not be too big, too big, so there is no need to play.

After the fireball was flung out, the two magicians stared wide-eyed, and all the big men around them also wide-eyed, anxiously waiting for the result.

I didn't make them wait too long, just one second, yes, just one second, that is, the time it takes for a blink of an eye, the fireball penetrated into Fang Tian's body by two meters, before the old magician and others thought this guy was just an empty frame. At the time of life and death, suddenly, everyone's eyes widened for real this time!

It was an expression of extreme shock.

Whether it's those big guys or the two magicians, the expressions on their faces are almost exactly the same at this time.If there is a difference, the eighth-level magician who did it has the most horrified look.

Why do they have this expression?

Just because the fireball that was about to work suddenly disappeared, disappeared.

Many big men, even the sixth-level magician at the back, even moved their eyes to the left, right and up and down in a funny way, thinking that the fireball was "bounced" by this person, but the truth is, it was not blown away. , let alone being broken up, but just like what they saw a moment ago, it disappeared without a sound.

At this moment, if someone called Sharjah was here, he would definitely think of an anecdote his teacher told him.And if there are other Sanctuary disciples here, they will probably know how terrifying that "Potion Master" is in fact!

It's a pity that there is no Sharjah here, and there are no other disciples of the Sanctuary.

But even so, they would still come to the conclusion that "this person is terrible".Well, at this moment, everyone present, no matter how far or near, all turned pale, especially the eighth-level old magician.

At this time, Fang Tian said for the third time: "If you have something to say, come here first."

It’s just that after I finished speaking this time, I added a sentence at the end: "The weather is so good, why bother to fight and kill? You are right just now, there is really no need to do it for a small matter. No matter whether you or I are injured, None worth it."

If Fang Tian said this before the fight, the old magician would definitely feel relieved.

But at this time, he had already made a move.

Moved...

Passed...

hand...

Up...

……

At this time, after hearing these extremely gentle and peaceful words, the old magician felt infinitely terrified. The person in front of him was like a devil incarnate. —Gods, gods, what on earth is he calling me to do?

In an instant, countless terrifying thoughts flashed through his mind, and the old magician was about to faint.It's a pity that although he is old, his body is still very good. If there is no one to help him, he will not be able to pass out. At the moment, he can only force a smile: "Your Excellency... "

Fang Tian shook his head inwardly.

I really don't know how this person managed to reach the eighth level. If his teacher was still alive, seeing him like this would definitely slap him to death!

"I came from a long way, and I heard that the Holy Lake Gathering happens every five years. I want to go there to see the excitement, but I need a few guides." Fang Tian said.

"Your Excellency, please give me your orders!"

The old magician breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as he can speak.He was afraid that the person in front of him would kill him without saying a word, or use some other terrorist methods on him.

After saying this, the old magician felt that it was not enough, and quickly added: "Your Excellency, but if you need it, everyone, please give me advice." Not only said respectfully, but also bowed deeply.

This is the turning point.

Maybe a gift can save a catastrophe.

Fang Tian nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand, you, you, you, you, you, you five, follow me, and said to the old magician: "As for you, in half a month, go to the holy lake to find me .Remember, half a month! It is best not to run around during this period, otherwise..."

Fang Tian smiled slightly, uttering the four-character threatening mantra from his previous life: "At your own peril!"

Seeing that this person clicked on five people in a row, but failed to click on himself, the old magician who just felt that he had escaped a catastrophe, when he heard the following words, he really wanted to die for a while, and he even wanted to return to the present. The guy lying half dead at the man's feet was directly kicked to death.

What a fool, it's okay, who are you messing with!

It's okay to mess with it, can you grow some eyes?Anyone can mess with it!

Secretly hated and annoyed, at this moment, the old magician could only forcefully smile and say: "Yes, yes, Your Excellency ordered, and certain will obey orders!"

But the sixth-level magician and the other four warriors who were pointed out by Fang Tian, ​​including the leader, were all crying at this time, and greeted the "old thirteen" and their elders very kindly in their hearts. How many times, but they didn't dare to delay at all, they all trotted to Fang Tian.

"What do you call each other? Let's introduce ourselves separately." Fang Tian said to the five people.

A magician, four warriors, one bowed, and the four clasped their fists. From front to back, they respectfully declared their names to this terrifying and unusual great demon king.

Unexpectedly, after the big devil listened to it, he waved his hand and said: "What kind of messy name is neither pleasant to hear nor easy to remember. Well, during the time I've been with you, your name is A Dong, and your name is A Dong." Xi, your name is Anan, your name is Abei."

Fang Tian pointed to the four big men and said separately, and then said to the sixth-level magician: "As for you, let's call you Ah Zhong."

How dare the few people who were forced to rename F2 have any objections?Not even daring to show the slightest bit of reluctance, they all nodded in agreement.

There was no other words, and then Fang Tian waved his hand directly and led a few people away.

Seeing that this terrifying person had already left, all the big men scattered around gathered towards the eighth-level magician, but they didn't dare to make any sound for a while. Thirteen" in front of him, he slapped his face again, shook his body and so on.

For a long time, almost as long as a magic hour.

Guessing that the man would have gone away completely, a big man said to the old magician, "My lord, what should we do next?"

But still afraid of being heard, the voice is extremely low. (to be continued~^~)