Chapter 159 What is the backstage!
Sith, whose body began to shake, shook his head vigorously to drive away the comatose feeling, and then said again: "Sir, I didn't mean to offend you, I just want them to release my teacher!"
Nord Hearing this, he smiled coldly, and then said to the Flame Hand: "Teacher, we don't know what they said at all. They demolished the valley as soon as they came. You saw it just now, and we started to do it without even saying a word. !"
The Lord of Fire ignored Nord, and just turned around and said: "I don't care what kind of things you have, but you are not allowed to come here and do whatever you want with my disciples. After all, they are my disciples, even if they have to be disciplined , I should be the one to discipline them. Now, go back!"
"Teacher, are you just going to let them go?" Noson said anxiously after hearing this. After all, they suffered a lot. After all, the teacher came from behind. Seize the opportunity!
"Shut up!" Flame Hand said coldly. As a seventh-level existence, how could he not know what was going on? He just didn't want to make any noise.
When Nosun heard this, he quickly shut his mouth and stood aside obediently.
Moore took a deep breath and said to several old friends: "Dear old friends, this time I, Moore, did not think well and made everyone feel wronged. You go back!" After that, Moore faced the flames
. Hand said: "Master Flame Hand, I have to take care of this matter, because Sith, he is still a distinguished guest of our distant trading company, and he holds the VIP order. I can't just let it go like this!
" ?" The Hand of Flame looked at Sith again: "Choose a first-level magician to be the distinguished guest of your trading company. I think you are getting better and better as you live. Moore, don't forget, you are only a sixth-level magician. So far, I haven't stepped into the holy level!"
Moore's eyes were firm: "Lord Flame Hand, I have decided!"
On the side, Mo Kai and several others looked at each other, and then stepped forward and said: "Lord Flame Hand, We are Moore's friends. Since we are friends, we absolutely cannot let this old guy here alone, so we can only offend him!" "
You?" Moore turned around and looked at these few of his in surprise. Old friends, they have their own responsibilities, but there is no need for them. Just because of the word "friend", they decided to stay and fight against a saint together, and this kind of confrontation has no effect!
Moore has touched the threshold of the seventh level, but precisely because of this, he knows better than anyone else the horror of the existence of the seventh level. Saint magician, extraordinary and saintly. This is the description of the seventh level existence. If the official magician is There is a dividing line between mortals and magicians, so level seven is the dividing line between immortals and mortals among magicians!
Mokai and the others didn't care about Moore, but slowly began to increase their magic power from the suppression of the saint-level existence. They used their actions to prove to Moore that we are not just talking!
Sith was directly forced aside by the magic power between the six high-level beings. Under this situation, he, a first-level magician, was like a small boat in the ocean, which could capsize at any time!
The three disciples of the Hand of Fire are not much stronger than the Sith. In front of these high-level beings, there is no difference between the fourth level and the first level. They are still struggling in this kind of fluctuation!
Sith's hand has been placed on the Ring of the Ocean. His mental power is slowly approaching the ring. He must summon the arrival of the Ocean Lord. These must not be fought!
Moore's magic power has reached its maximum, and the true form of the elements will appear soon. Several of his friends are also similar, and they are all relying on their sixth-level peak realm to prepare for action, although they know that they will not attack this Hand of Fire. What kind of threat does it pose, but we still have to take action!
The Flame Hand stood there. As a seventh-level magician, it would be shameless to take action first at this time, so the Flame Hand did not move at all, just waiting for the other party to take action!
The war is about to break out!
The spiritual power of the Sith had begun to communicate with the Ocean Ring, but suddenly, a suffocating pressure appeared in the void, and the magic power that Moore and the others had gathered for a long time was suddenly washed away!
Everyone looked up and saw a huge head made of flames appearing in the void. His eyes were extremely indifferent, as if he was looking down at a group of ants!
Immediately, the Flame Hands, Moore and others all began to salute: "Greetings to the great Lord of Fire!" "
What?" The Sith stopped communicating with the Ring of the Ocean in surprise. The Lord of Fire actually appeared and was there. Appeared at this time!
No sound was heard, but suddenly, the Flame Hand saluted again, then took a deep look at Sith, and stepped into the void!
He just left like that, without caring about his apprentice again, without even a word of explanation, he just left like that!
The three Nords looked in front of them dumbfounded. The teacher left without saying hello, and it was after the Fire Lord appeared, and there was an obvious salute!
Above the void, the Fire Lord's power slowly dissipated, and the suffocating pressure also disappeared.
Moore and the others looked at each other strangely. The Fire Lord appeared for the first time to help the Sith! And he actually wronged his apprentice Flame Hand to help a first-level magician!
Moore took a deep look at Sith, then turned around and said: "You three, what else can you say? Bring out Sith's teacher quickly, maybe, you can avoid death!"
Sith was noncommittal, and the other party It doesn't matter whether he dies or not, as long as the teacher saves him, he doesn't even know why the Fire Lord wants to help him, and the help is so obvious, as if he is afraid that others can't see it!
Nord's face fell. He never dreamed that the first-level magician's backstage was actually the Lord of Fire! If you had told me earlier, who would have dared to touch your teacher? In the Fourth Holy Tower, the Fire Lord is the sky, the earth, and the living gods!
But it was too late now. Their teacher left without paying any attention to them. On the opposite side, there were five sixth-level beings!
"Orlando and two others are in the castle. I'll take you to find them..." Nord sighed helplessly. If he didn't do this now, the other party would really kill them right here.
Inside the room, Orlando didn't know what was happening outside. He could only feel the powerful pressure coming down one after another, and the last one, that kind of pressure was simply unheard of, just like the arrival of the Lord of the Holy Tower!
At this moment, the door was kicked open, and Orlando saw that it was his apprentice Sith, and the three Nords stood at the end dejectedly, not daring to step forward.
"Teacher, let's go back!" Sis stepped forward and untied the rope that tied the teacher and said with a smile.
Although Orlando had countless questions to ask Sith, he also understood that this was not the time to ask them.
When he walked in front of Moore and others, Sis introduced several high-level existences to the teacher one by one, and explained that it was with the help of these people that the teacher could be rescued.
Orlando hurried forward to thank them one by one. Although he didn't know what method his mysterious apprentice used to invite the other party, Orlando knew in his heart that the price was definitely not light!
"By the way, teacher, there is one last thing. Master Moore has just promised them that he will not kill them as long as they let you go!" Sith said suddenly while walking.
Orlando and Milson looked at each other and smiled and said, "It's okay, just let Master Moore and the others handle it."
Afterwards, several people rescued the third child in a nearby room, and a large group of people headed towards the Holy City in a mighty manner, leaving only the three Nords who were crying without tears... ...
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the Fourth Holy Tower, In the endless void, the Fire Lord sat on top of the flame world, looked in the direction of the First Holy Tower and smiled: "Old man, I paid off the debt I owed that little guy. At that time, the power of fate came, and I Didn't you see that this time, I took good care of him!"
Today's sixth update. . It's said that I can't do ten updates, it's a bit stuck. . So there are so many explosions today. Please give me a lot of support and forget about it. Now my mind is a mess and I have been sitting in front of the computer for a day.
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