He said lazily, "Isn't it because of you?"
The handsome old man jumped in anger and said, "What's mine is mine"
Guo Shizian casually added: "Yours is mine too."
The handsome old man was speechless. Thinking about it, he said helplessly: "Oh, I'm doing this for your own good. After all, the knowledge engraved in your soul can truly belong to you."
Guo Twelve smiled and said: "I know, but some small details can't be remembered clearly. I work very hard."
The handsome old man was full of black lines. He also knew that Guo Shishi was very hardworking, but he often asked some inexplicable questions, and they were the most basic questions that ordinary professionals understood, which drove him crazy.
Guo Shishi said: "The rain is a little lighter."
The violent rain gradually weakened, and Guo Shishi could also see the distant scenery clearly. It was foggy in front of me, the rain was no longer so loud, the roars of wild beasts, and the hooves of large groups of herbivores mixed together, and from time to time there was a roar or two of wild beasts, and hundreds of bison roared from the front of the hillside. Mercedes-Benz passed by. Guo Twelve sighed inwardly, the bison here can grow to seven or eight meters long, and they look extremely sturdy.
Behind the large group of wild bulls, there is a mutant lion stalking, with a body more than thirty meters long, it is a sixth-level mutant lion. It seemed to be staring at a buffalo, suddenly activated, and charged towards an old buffalo that was lagging behind.
Guo Twelve watched with interest, this kind of low-level mutant lion, no longer aroused his interest in hunting.
One pounce is a hundred meters, and the mutant lion's ability has nothing to say. It overturned a bison with one paw, and bit the bison's neck with one bite, and it hummed contentedly.
A slit was torn open from the soft abdomen, and the mutant lion began to eat bloody. Guo Shishi found that the eating of the mutant lion was a bit similar to that of the lion in the previous life, but it was more different. The speed of its eating was extremely fast. In a short time, it ate all the internal organs in the belly of the bison, and then it bit the bison. Fresh meat on the body.
The blood splattered, attracting more and more vultures to hover in the air. The vultures here are huge, with their wings spread out for more than ten meters. They are waiting, hoping that the mutant lion will leave some leftovers.
The handsome old man glanced at it and said disdainfully, "What's so good about this?"
Guo Twelve said lightly: "It's good to see, I don't plan to be the food of the mutant lion like a bison."
The handsome old man felt that Guo Shishi was inexplicable, and said, "Okay, I'm going to be busy, so you can continue watching." As soon as his head retracted to the altar, it popped up again, and said, "I feel that someone is fighting. The fluctuation of the soul."
Guo Twelve had also noticed it, he nodded and said, "Yes, I feel it too."
The mutant lion buried his head and ate, suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. It also feels uneasy. The rain mixed with blood and flowed down the corners of its mouth. It stood up and let out a demonstrative roar.
The handsome old man said: "There are a lot of people, but there are not many masters, at most four are wrong, there are five altar masters"
Guo Twelve was startled and said, "Five? That many?"
The handsome old man said solemnly: "Well, but it seems that they are all professionals of the virtual altar, you don't need to care."
Guo Shishi said: "Fuck me, the five altar-level professionals, uh, don't worry about it, hehe." He also understood that the five altar-level masters could not be all enemies, and there must be one of them. people. He scratched his head and said, "Scare me, hehe."
The handsome old man said with a smile: "The Moon Blade has just finished its sacrifice, don't you plan to try?" Guo Twelve was reluctant to kill people, but he also knew that in this world, one cannot protect himself without powerful force.
Guo Shishi knew that the battle could not be avoided, he said, "Okay, I'll go!"
The handsome old man smiled happily: "Hey, this is a good boy!" It was hard to praise him, Guo Shishi couldn't help but sigh: "It's not easy."
"What's so easy?"
Guo Shishi said: "It's really not easy to let your old man praise you."
The handsome old man laughed, and he said proudly: "The old man never praises people easily, boy, work hard and let the old man praise him more."
Guo Twelve patted the top of the altar and said, "Go! Go and have a look!" He was still in the mood to watch the excitement. According to his idea, he doesn't have to shoot, it's good to scare the other party.
The altar rose into the air and flew into the distance.
A few minutes later, Guo Shishi saw Fu Guang flickering, heard bursts of roaring noises, and then saw a group of people flying in his direction in embarrassment.
Guo Twelve rode the altar down, and he shouted, "Stop, who is beating you?" He had already recognized the group of people as disciples of the Gunan family.
There were about three teams, about twenty people, all of them were in a state of embarrassment, and many people were injured and dragged flying.
When the group saw Guo Shishi falling, they were so frightened that they lost their minds. One of the disciples shouted, "Come and stop him with me, the others run!"
Guo Twelve knew that he had misunderstood, so he didn't say much, raised his hand and raised his identity token. The great sage who was ready to go all out almost fell. He was surprised and his voice changed: "Clan elder! It's the elder of our family and we have been saved!"
Several of the people who were heavily injured and barely supported, when they heard that they were rescued, breathed a sigh of relief, and they fell straight down. Guo Twelve patted the altar and immediately stretched out a dozen tentacles, catching them in mid-air. If not rescued, these people will fall, at least half their lives will be lost, and the seriously injured are likely to be finished.
Guo Shishi manipulated his tentacles to roll several injured disciples onto the altar and said, "Come up!"
All the disciples flew to the altar and collapsed on the top of the altar without any image. Before Guo Twelve could speak, a great sage pointed not far away and said, "They're chasing after them!"
Dozens of professionals flew aggressively and at a very fast speed, but when they saw Guo Shishi's altar, they immediately began to slow down. Guo Twelve's altar greeted him.
Someone screamed in fright: "It's the altar master, run!"
Guo Twelve couldn't help laughing, the feeling of bullying was really cool. With a loud cry, the altar slammed into the crowd. The speed of the altar was faster than that of the professionals, and the group of professionals flew in all directions, but they did not expect that Guo Shishi did not launch an attack, but extended countless tentacles from the altar.
In an instant, the tentacles were entangled, and every professional who was entangled felt a shock in their souls, as if their souls were about to be drained. Professionals rely on the power of the soul. Once the power of the soul is weakened, 90% of the ability will be removed. Most professionals fell into a coma the moment they were entangled in tentacles.
No one slipped through the net, all were caught. This is the strength of the altar master. Of course, if Guo Twelve used the moon blade to slash, he would have lost more than half of it, but he grabbed it with his tentacles. Gu Xiqiao was not only powerful with tentacles, but its most powerful skill was to devour souls. This was still under the control of Guo Shishi, and the tentacles were not allowed to devour them, otherwise none of these people would survive.
The group of captives were thrown to the top of the altar, and the disciples of the Gunan family immediately tied them up. Guo Twelve played a mantra, which once again made the altar huge.
At this time, there was another burst of explosions in the distance. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, the rain has become very small, only the drizzle, and the vision has become better. Guo Twelve asked, "Who else is fighting?"
The disciple of the Gunan clan said, "It's the two elders of our clan. They blocked most of the chasing clan elders, please." Guo Shishi is an elder of the Keqing clan. If he is unwilling to do something, no one dares to force it .
Guo Twelve asked, "What's your name?"
The man said: "Gu Nan Family, Senior Great Sage, Nanzhou."
Guo Shishi nodded, patted the top of the altar, and shouted, "Go! Let's go and see!"
Nanzhou was overjoyed and said repeatedly: "Thank you clan elder, thank clan elder!"
Guo Shishi's altar turned into a long rainbow and flew straight forward. In an instant, he saw the five people fighting, coming and going, the talisman light flickered, the thunder shook the sky, and the fight was in full swing.
A group of disciples of the Gunan family were fixed on Guo Shishi's altar, and there were also a group of bound captives, so Guo Shishi's altar swelled a lot, and the platform at the top was also very lively.
"Wow, it was a sword slashed by the great elder Nan Zhichun, so powerful!"
"Elder Nanming is also very powerful. Look, look at him fighting two opponents alone!"
"If the clan is old in the past, we will definitely win!"
The handsome old man suddenly appeared and said, "Why are there so many people? Uh, you caught these guys?" He was busy doing things just now and didn't pay attention to the movement outside.
"Wow"
The group of professionals looked at the handsome old man in surprise, which made him feel very unhappy: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen such a handsome old man?"
Everyone was speechless.
The handsome old man looked at the five virtual altar masters fighting not far away and asked, "Who are they?"
"It's the great elder of our family, Lord Nan Ming, and the three people across from Lord Nan Zhichun who don't know each other!"
The handsome old man pouted, he didn't look down on the strength of these five people, and said: "The fight is really ugly, only Nan Ming is a little stronger, uh, they can't stand it anymore, these idiots, continue to fight, let it go. Slow down? It's boring! Boy, it's your fault that you came out too early, you can't even see the fun, the old man is gone!" He shrank his head and returned to the altar.
Guo Twelve could only smile bitterly, this old man has always spoken so recklessly.
The group of clan disciples did not dare to talk nonsense, after all, this is the altar of the clan boss. Who knows who the handsome old man is, he is very arrogant when he hears his tone, and seeing that Guo Twelve doesn't say a word or stops him from speaking, he knows that this old man has a high status.
With the appearance of Guo Twelve, the fight between the five was significantly weakened.
Guo Twelve no longer stayed, and rushed over with the altar.
The three masters of the virtual altar of the Gujin family were inexplicably horrified, and the other party came to a master of a two-layered real altar, plus the other two masters of the virtual altar, enough to hit them hard. One of them shouted, "Let's go!"
Another expert suddenly saw the captives at the top of Guo Shishi's altar and said in shock, "They caught the beetles!"