Liang Zhouding was right under his nose.

Chen Nan would never allow someone to snatch away the supreme artifact in the mythology of the Eastern World under his nose.

He can't fly though.

But the figure was like flying, and soon came to the elevator entrance.

At the moment the elevator is rising.

Merely.

When the elevator went up, there was a creaking sound.

Obvious.

Each of Jiuding weighs thousands of pounds.

Although I don't know the weight of Liang Zhouding.

But a conservative estimate is also five thousand pounds.

Plus there are a lot of people in the elevator.

Today's components should reach the highest weighing range of elevators.

Bite!

The elevator stopped ascending.

There was a crisp sound.

Next second.

The elevator doors slowly open.

You are greeted by two red-eyed vampires.

Their eyes were cold.

Four sharp teeth appeared at the corners of the mouth.

Behind them, there were also four blood clan masters, and they carried Liang Zhouding out with difficulty.

Without exception.

The aura of these six people is very strong.

But Chen Nan was undaunted.

He is invincible in the flesh.

And the silver needle can be used as a weapon.

You can fight them.

At the very least, find out how far you are from them.

Right at this moment.

An indifferent voice came from an RV in the distance: "Mr. Claude, we are only here for this great furnace, I hope you will not be an enemy of my Norton family!"

Chen Nan followed the voice and looked away.

In the dark, in an RV, a young man who looked to be in his twenties was elegantly holding a wine glass.

He is as handsome as a crown jade.

Merely.

The red wine glass in his hand was bright red blood.

The crimson pupils exude strangeness and power.

There is a saying.

Chen Nan was confident that he could solve the six blood clan masters in the elevator.

But face this man.

He felt a dangerous breath.

"It turned out to be Lord Henry, since you want this furnace, make a call and ask someone to send it to you, why do you need to come in person?" Claude had a low posture and a shallow smile on his face.

Chen Nan stopped thinking about it.

He doesn't get along much with Claude, but he can also see that this man has courage and resourcefulness.

Since he said such things.

That Liang Zhouding could only let the other party take it away first.

Although very unwilling.

But who allowed his strength to be oppressed by the rules of the Western world?

That's it.

Chen Nan watched as the other party took Liang Zhouding away.

"Mr. Chen, please forgive the old immortal for arbitrarily advocating that they take that statue away." Claude was full of apologies and bowed deeply to Chen Nan.

Chen Nan looked in the direction where the car left: "That person, very strong?"

Claude said: "There are three major families in the blood clan, and the one named Norton Henry just now is the grandson of the Norton family's blood emperor, and now he has the strength of the lord level.

Chen Nan frowned: "Why does the blood clan compete for Liangzhou Ding?" "

Morgan Duncan is also here for Liangzhouding.

Now there is another lord of the Norton family.

They all came for Liangzhou Ding.

This is very unusual.

Claude said: "I have read in ancient books that a long, long time ago, the rules of the Western World's Heavenly Dao collapsed.

"Then, there were strong people in the Western world who sent people to the East and stole back the three statues."

"Tripod."

"Only then did the annihilation of the rules of the Western Heavenly Dao be avoided."

"As for whether these three furnaces have other uses, Old Immortal doesn't know."

Chen Nan nodded slightly: "The blood clan has three families, and now there are two families vying for Liangzhou Ding, I think this thing should be of great use to the blood clan."

"In that case, let's take the opportunity to do something!"

Claude couldn't help but ask, "You want to cause the killing of the three families?"

Chen Nan snorted.

New to the Western world.

His strength was suppressed.

There would be great danger when encountering cultivators from the Western world.

So.

There has to be a steady wave.

It can't be too wavey, otherwise you will most likely die here.

And now.

Chen Nan intends to provoke conflicts between the blood tribes.

When they kill in the dark.

Come to a move of sandpiper mussels to compete, fishermen profit.

Chen Nan took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, "Tell me about the Western cultivation world, what else is there in the Western world besides blood races and werewolves?"

This question asked Claude in his area of expertise, and he said: "Blood and werewolves are just species abandoned by the gods, and the strongest cultivators in the Western world are the Temple of Light. "

There are magicians in the Temple of Light, as well as paladins."

"Of course, there are also temples of darkness."

"The Temple of Darkness and the Temple of Light are mortal rivals."

"However, the cultivators of the Dark Temple can also practice magic, but it is only undead magic."

"Magic?" Chen Nan frowned: "Is it to summon the five element elements?"

Claude nodded, "Yes, magicians can cast elemental magic." "

Like this?"

Syllable!

Chen Nan snapped his fingers.

A faint flame appeared at the fingertips.

And then.

He lit the cigarette in his mouth.

He took a sip with a look of intoxication.

"Even buy Ka!"

Claude's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, and his eyes were filled with deep horror: "Aren't you a cultivator in the Eastern World?

"Why can I do magic?"

"No, no, no!"

"Magicians must chant spells when they cast magic, and there is a buffer period."

"But you didn't chant the spell just now, and you didn't have any buffer period!"

Chen Nan said lightly: "Although I am a cultivator in the Eastern World, the magic of your Western World is all pediatric to me. "

Say it all.

But Chen Nan's heart could not be calm.

You must know that the power of the law can only be comprehended and controlled by the ninth-level immortal emperor.

He did not expect that the magicians of the Western world could borrow the power of the law with a mortal flesh.

Seemingly.

You still can't underestimate the cultivators of the Western world.

Kindness.

That's all.

He mastered the power of the seven laws.

With this move alone, it shouldn't be difficult to sweep the Western cultivation world, right?

He looked up at the night sky.

A hint of disdain appeared on his face.

Didn't you suppress my cultivation and prevent me from using the skills of a cultivator?

All right.

That little master will use magic to defeat magic!

"You blame Norton Henry for the killing of Morgan Duncan, and I'll do the rest." Chen Nan said to Claude, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

Dapeng Art belongs to the laws of space.

Since the Western rules of play.

That should be able to do this, right?

Kindness.

Since you suppress my cultivation, then Master will get stuck with a BUG!

Next second!

As if he had hung Weia, he slowly left the ground under Claude's shocked eyes.

Then flew out of the estate.

Poof!

Seeing Chen Nan fly away, Claude sat down directly on the ground, bean-sized sweat dripping continuously on his face: "Mr. Chen can actually fly?" This is an ability that only a ninth-level magician has! Shocked

to shocked, but he showed an expectant gaze: "I really don't know, what kind of bloody storm this man will set off in the Western world!" "

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