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Chapter 344 Information leakage, old-fashioned
Yingzhou.

Far West.

"It seems that there is not much time left for him, but fortunately they have already started to clean up the surrounding crowd." Long looked at Feng Yuxiu and the others who had been busy moving the crowd through the mirror in front of him.

The screen suddenly changed and Qin Haoyu, Lu Fengtong, Feng Ming and others appeared in the mirror, and they were all instructing other people to transfer.

"I feel that it's too late. According to my visual estimation, that thing will come out in about twenty days." Bing Wu flicked his sleeves lightly, and a group of mana intertwined in the air to form another mirror.

In the mirror, a faint light struggled in a net of golden light, roaring from time to time.

The golden net seemed to have been stretched to the extreme, giving people a feeling that it would be torn apart at any time.

"Twenty days should be enough, only the last imperial domain is missing, and this borders on the spiritual domain, which means that the heart of heaven has almost been repaired."

The mirror image of the dragon turned again, and a continent in the endless starry sky was approaching a continent nearly nine times larger than it.

Taking a closer look at the core of the continent, there is an irregular and mysterious light curtain that separates the core from the surrounding fringes.

"When he gets rid of that thing in the Death Forest, the Origin Continent will be considered as a complete restoration of the prototype." Bing Wu looked at the light curtain that was about to form a circle with her beautiful eyes, and said, "Now I'll wait for the big blacksmith."

"Yeah, just wait for the blacksmith." Long turned his head to look at the secret room on the left, and said, "Once he repairs those original weapons, the Origin Continent will be able to hide again and restore itself."

"What kind of blacksmith, you don't want to speak nicely." Bing Wu said angrily: "If you say that the majestic craftsman god is a blacksmith, there is no one."

"What kind of craftsman is not a craftsman? Aren't they all forging iron?" Long paused and continued: "Besides, I am reminding him all the time, don't forget the original intention."

"All right, all right, you're right." Bing Wu rolled his eyes at him, "Have you contacted that magic stick? Where shall we go next?"

Long shook his head slightly and said: "No, but with his means, there will definitely be some information left, we just need to complete the task in front of us."

"Yes." Bing Wu nodded in response.

At this moment, the secret room on their left suddenly opened, and a deep voice came from inside: "You bastard, it's not good to speak ill of people behind their backs."

Immediately, a stalwart figure came out slowly with several exquisite boxes of different sizes and shapes, followed by a terrifying heat wave, and the temperature of the hall increased by more than ten thousand times in an instant.

However, neither the dragon nor the ice dance, nor the entire hall was affected by this heat wave.

"Brother Blacksmith, why are you still like this?" Bing Wu said angrily.

However, she seemed to have gotten used to it, she raised her sleeves lightly, and a burst of magic power poured out, and the temperature of the entire hall dropped instantly.

"Aren't you here?" The blacksmith turned around and waved his hand, and the door of the secret room closed instantly.

"I'm not talking about you, you make such a big commotion every time you come out, you're so sloppy." Long raised his hand to summon a small delicate box and flew towards him.

The blacksmith pointed to the wooden box in Long's hand, "I'll help you repair the weapon, are you still here to blame me?"

"Brother blacksmith, don't be angry, he's just like that, I'll thank you for him." Bing Wu brought a glass of water from the table and handed it to him, "Don't give him ordinary knowledge, drink water, and rest for a while."

"Sister Bingwu, it's not my brother who said you, why did you fall in love with this guy." The blacksmith took the cup in her hand and drank it, panting and said: "How is it? After repairing it like this, it should be able to start up again Formation, right?"

"It should be ok. Last time it was broken into that shape and the formation can be activated. This time it should be fine." Long opened the box and looked at the small black clock quietly, as if meeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years like.

"That's fine. Origin Continent has been here for so many years and should have been transferred." The blacksmith raised his hand, and the wooden boxes floating behind him passed by his side one by one and hung on the wall.

"After this transfer, I'm afraid we won't be able to find it except for that guy." Long took out the small black clock from the box and hung it on his waist, and said calmly.

"Wouldn't that be better, we can't find them if we can't find them, I think it's good to just hide them like this." Now that the blacksmith has nothing to do, he has returned to his previous lazy state.

"The rest is up to him. There is nothing we can do to help."

The three of them sat around the table, compared to the busy scene outside, they looked very comfortable.

……

In the endless starry sky.

"You can't be transferred to such a remote ghost place, right?" A man in a black cloak with a stooped body looked at the continents of different sizes in front of him.

Immediately, just when he was about to investigate, a strange formation suddenly appeared and trapped him inside.

Immediately afterwards, an old man wearing Taoist robes suddenly appeared in the starry sky, and looked at him with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, do you have a divination? My divination is super accurate, no money is not allowed."

"Where did the old man come from! Do you know who I am, who dare to plot against me like this? Let me out quickly!"

The old man in the cloak charged up and punched the barrier formed by the formation, and looked coldly at the old Taoist priest who suddenly appeared.

When he withdrew his fist, he accidentally exposed the tattoo on the back of his hand, which was a dark and strange flower.

If Li Di were here, he would definitely recognize this tattoo, because this is the flower he has been looking for for a long time that is similar to the Bana flower.

He was also the one who was warned by the will of the Origin Rules back then that he must be vigilant.

"Old-nosed and old-fashioned? The old man asked you in a good voice if you want to tell a fortune teller. Why is your temper so big?"

The Taoist old man moved his mind slightly, and a banner appeared in his hand, with the words 'divination and divination, a hundred tests and a hundred spirits' written on it.

"What a mess, don't mess around with me again! Otherwise, there will be no room for you in the entire universe!"

The voice of the old man in the cloak gradually became gloomy, but no matter how he attacked the formation, he couldn't break it, and he was very annoyed.

"You boy, the old man saw that your Yintang was dark and kindly came to help you resolve the crisis, but you threatened me in every possible way." He flipped his hand and put away the long flag, and a whisk appeared, "It seems that I won't give you any help." A little lesson is not enough!"

After saying that, the fly whisk in his hand turned into thousands of white silks and attacked the cloaked old man in the formation with terrifying power.

"You are old-fashioned and old-fashioned. You really want to die. You will not end well if you mess with us."

A dark and strange aura spread from him, and a pitch-black long sword also appeared in his hand.

Just when Wanqian Baisi was about to approach him, he flicked a sword flower on his wrist and then appeared to meet the attack.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know what it means to be kind to others."

The old Taoist priest waved his hand, and thousands of white threads instantly turned into huge waves, overwhelming the old man in the cloak.

(End of this chapter)