"The magic warrior in the God of war base is really weak."


    The flame lion and two huge black wolves walked on the wide street of the God of war base. Where they passed, the burning breath shook away like waves without reservation. Wave by wave, people passing by couldn''t bear it. They avoided in horror and retreated to the left and right sides of the street.


    This situation made the two black wolf Knights laugh, and the laughter seemed extremely rampant. They enjoyed the sense of forced arrival very much.


    As if they had become kings, they patrolled their people. Of course, these so-called people were oppressed by the strong burning breath of the flame lion and had to retreat.


    But this situation, which is oppressed by a strong breath, makes them enjoy very much, very excited, and have a kind of abnormal pleasure.


    Especially when people are oppressed and show a look of anger but dare not speak, it makes them very happy.


    "Compared with those bases we have been to before, the strength of Ares base can only be regarded as general."


    "Yes, I''m a little disappointed now. I don''t know if the so-called Pope here has two brushes. Don''t let us down."


    "Never mind him. Anyway, since we are here, no matter whether his strength is strong or weak, there is only one ending... Ha ha..."


    "Yes, there is only one ending... Ha ha..."


    As they spoke, the two men burst out a wild and ferocious laugh at the same time.


    "By the way, do you know where the Pope is?"


    "I don''t know, but it''s not easy. Look at me." he drove the black wolf under his seat, rushed to a first-class magic warrior, condescended, and looked at the first-class magic warrior with contempt.


    The first level demon warrior was suddenly shocked, half scared to death, and his hands and feet were soft.


    Not only because of the condescending eyes of the other party as if looking at mole ants, but also because of the ferocious face of the giant black wolf, the eyes of the scarlet blood devil, and the sharp convex tusks that seem to be able to bite everything.


    All kinds of things suddenly came, which brought the first-class demon warrior an unparalleled strong sense of impact. In a moment, his pores burst, his scalp numb, his whole body cold like falling into the ice cellar, his blood seemed frozen, his limbs became stiff, and cold sweat seeped down. An extreme sense of danger constantly emerged from his heart. That kind of trembling almost suffocated him.


    "Where is the Pope of Ares base?"


    Although it was an inquiry, the condescending appearance and the blunt tone had a sense of command.


    "Teach... Teach..."


    This first-class demon warrior was already frightened by the momentum. He was extremely frightened in his heart and his head crashed. He couldn''t react for a moment and didn''t know what the other party was talking about.


    "Waste, I can''t even say a word." the black wolf knight was suddenly angry and gave a cold drink. Immediately, he saw that the first level magic warrior could no longer support his legs and fell on the ground with his feet facing the sky.


    "Ha ha... It depends on you. It''s the end. If you don''t succeed once, I have to go out." another black wolf Knight laughed impolitely, but his eyes were full of disdain for the junior magic warrior.


    The black wolf Knight restrained his breath and slowly walked to another magic warrior to ask.


    Perhaps it was because of the convergence of breath, perhaps for other reasons. In short, he asked where the Pope was: the immortal God, and also asked the position of the immortal God.


    Then he went to the immortal God church.


    This time, instead of walking slowly, they galloped quickly, ran up and went in the direction of immortality.


    As soon as he ran, the burning and strong breath burst out from the flame lion became more and more obvious. He rolled away crazily, like a huge wave. On the hard ground, he even left a burning trace. A straight flame imprint spread behind the flame lion, like a long python, and then dissipated slowly.


    The two giant black wolves also sent out bursts of cold and sharp breath, as if to tear everything apart.


    The mixture of three smells is very strong and overbearing. People can''t bear it. One by one, they have to retreat and stay away.


    At this time, those magic warriors outside the obelisk, whether they had just returned from the outside or were about to go out to hunt demon mutant creatures, all entered the elevator, entered the God of war base again, and then quickly went to the place where the immortal God church was stationed.


    Many magic warriors were surprised when they saw them.


    "Hey, old De, aren''t you going out to hunt monsters? Why did you come back so soon?"


    "There''s excitement to watch. Of course, I''ll come back. I''ll go out after watching the excitement."


    "What fun can we see?" the crowd immediately became interested and asked one after another.


    "There are three dead bastards to challenge our Pope."


    "What!"


    "To challenge his holiness."


    "I really don''t know what to do."


    "But what does that bastard mean?"


    "Let me tell you, do you know who those three bastards are?"


    "Don''t talk nonsense. Hurry to the immortal god cult, or it will be late and there will be no excitement."


    "Come on, hurry up and say as you walk."


    Immediately, more and more people joined in and rushed towards the direction of the immortal God''s residence. It was like worrying that if you slow down, you won''t see the excitement.


    People have a bad root in their bones: watching the excitement, commonly known as onlookers.


    Many people simply don''t worry about who wins and who loses. They just worry that they can''t see the excitement.


    Along the way, you can see a large number of people joining the team and running away quickly towards the direction of the immortal God''s residence. The scene looks like a collective marathon.


    ……


    At this time, it was the day when the three-month training ended. On the training ground, 99 magic warriors were lined up neatly and were receiving Qin Taisheng''s instructions.


    Suddenly, a burning heat mixed with sharp and bloodthirsty breath fluctuated, like a storm, taking the lead from a distance. The provocative meaning was very obvious and came.


    Qin Taisheng, who was lecturing, was interrupted and looked up slightly in the direction of the strong breath wave, while the soldiers did not move, as if they didn''t feel the strong breath. (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters and support the author and genuine reading!)