You can't tell the master such a thing, otherwise, who knows what she will do.

Maybe I just want to go over and fight with the other party.

This is really not a good thing.

"It's interesting to turn back time, but... Is there an angel who masters time? Forget it, it's just a god of foreign countries after all."

In the thatched hut, Luo Hao said calmly that compared to the so-called power, she and the one who was interested were the invitation from the other party that Lu Yinghua mentioned before.

"He wants to attack Youshi, and we are the sharp blades that help him charge into battle. He is really a brave junior. He should know what his actions mean."

There is a bit of danger in the slightest interest. Over the years, Lu Yinghua dared to say that he had no idea about his master's understanding of the whole world. Whenever the master speaks in such a tone, it means that someone has attracted her attention, and the consequences are self-evident, and they must end with war and blood.

The God Slayer is a group of guys who follow their own interests, lawless!

"But it doesn't matter. Sun Wukong refused to obey him. Haha, the monkey who had long been tamed and forgot the name of Monkey King. This shame of China will sooner or later be destroyed in my hands!

This time, he was given such glory and came to the island country with my reputation to kill it completely!”

When Luo Hao remembered the monkey god, which is the so-called "unobedience to the emperor", he was a little angry. It was a shame for the gods of China to be sealed by people from the island country. It would be fine if he had not broken through the seal for so many years, but he had completely forgotten his nature and really regarded himself as a tamed monkey?

What a waste!

Such a shame should have been damned long ago!

The cold semantic meaning that caused the surrounding temperature to drop below zero made Lu Ying's hair explode, and the cold sweat on his face became more and more intense. It's better to withdraw quickly. Anyway, what should be said has been finished.

"Disciple... retreat first, there are still many things to deal with in the Holy Church."

After finishing his speech quickly, Lu Yinghua lowered his head and waited for Luo Hao's answer. I wonder if it was an illusion, but after he said he was about to leave, he seemed to be stared at by a cold gaze. He was neither moving nor leaving.

If nothing unexpected happens, the master of this sight will be his master Luo Hao Luo Cuilian.

Sure enough, the next second, an endless sense of fear that made him feel from the bottom of his heart slowly emerged. Although it was just a small figure, it was extremely tall and even blocked the light of the sun.

My body couldn't help but tremble, and even trembled even harder.

"Some things, even if you don't say them, don't mean I don't know. I didn't expect that you would dare to hide them from them. It seems that my guidance is still a little gentle. Well, these days, before I go to the island country, I will train you here."

The gentle voice with a hint of teasing sound was like the sound of a devil surrounding Lu Yinghua's ears. His trembling body had already tended to be crazy, and his beautiful face was filled with endless fear.

Exercise? What a joke.

Then it’s not about exercise. I obviously want me to die, Master!

How long is it before going to the island country? One day, two days, or three days? I think it’s too long even an hour!

That God King I have never met, please invite your master to come over quickly. Lu Yinghua will thank you for this life.

Not to mention Lu Yinghua's fear is extremely high, it is located in a majestic and solemn hall in distant Eastern Europe.

The main color of the crimson red is matched with deep black, and the golden edge patterns outline a strange picture.

Things that were sold at sky-high prices in the outside world are everywhere here and can only be used as embellishments for the hall; the most conspicuous one is the highest scarlet throne.

It symbolizes the highest right in the world and the most powerful person in Eastern Europe!

This is the territory of Count Voban, one of the world's top god-killers.

No matter who it is, he never wants to come to this place unless he has no choice, because Count Vauban is the most cruel god killer among the known god killers!

But one thing that has to be admitted is that Earl Vauban is the oldest god killer in existence, and the power he possesses is the one who knows the best among all god killers.

But he is in a pretty good mood now.

After all, this place where few people dare to come, an unknown person came at this moment, and he seemed to be a strong man with good strength.

It's really interesting.

It was a man wearing a black red cloud robe with a ring called "Zero" on his hand.

The calm cheeks, dark and deep but not ordinary eyes, and the aura cannot be said to be without, but it can only be said that it really looks similar to an ordinary person with a slightly strong strength.

But if he is really an ordinary person, how could he dare to appear in the territory of Count Voban, and even be able to look at him or even talk to him without changing his face?

After living for so long, Earl Vauban believes that he is relatively accurate in his view of people; his momentum can be restrained and his expression can be concealed, but the plain temperament that seems to have seen mountains, troughs, and then stands in his own position again is difficult to conceal.

What's more, this man did not hide his muscles and bones. Even if he did not have the power of a curse, this man would be far beyond the so-called Great Knight class.

It's really interesting. Such guys are not just from any force; then, you might be able to take a look.

Although it is not necessary to take it for oneself, the stronger the strength, the richer their background, and perhaps there are countless witches and even divine tools.

Just so happened that the prey I snatched by Tony last time, and it was just enough to make up for it.

At this time, the man with a calm face and extraordinary temperament stood under the throne and looked ahead calmly. From another perspective, his actions seemed to have not placed Earl Vauban, the oldest god-killer, in the sight area at all.

The throne is finally located above, and his eyes are just looking straight. From the perspective of others, even if he can see Count Vauban, he only sees the throne without including the real person.

"You don't seem to be a knight."

Above the throne, Earl Voban looked at the man standing on the dark red carpet; the black red cloud pattern was definitely not the knight's clothing, let alone the knight's etiquette and other etiquettes.

Of course, Earl Voban doesn't care much about this. The strong are privileged compared to the weak.

His abilities are not big, but they are not so small.
Chapter completed!