1705: C1705 It Came Menacingly(6)

C1705 It Came Menacingly(6)

"Tower Lord Senior Brother?"

When Sikong Tu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then a look of shock appeared on his face.

He knew very well that the so-called Tower Lord Senior Brother was the Most Powerful of the Xiang Long Lou. He had recently become a true disciple, and had cultivated to a higher level of the Saint realm.

Sikong Tu had been stuck in the semi-sage realm for a long time. The more he did this, the more respectful he felt towards Armored vehicles, who was able to cultivate the power of the Sacred Zone.

Even a mighty warrior with one Heavy Saint realm was so terrifying, let alone a true disciple who had cultivated multiple Heavy Saint realms, Tower Lord Senior Brother!

The power of Sikong Tu's clan! In the The Northland restricted area, they were only at the lower middle level. Most Powerful was also the patriarch of a Heavy Saint realm. Sikong Tu really couldn't understand why the high and mighty Ao Xianglong would care about the life and death of an ordinary Xiang Long Lou member.

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Sikong Tu's mind.

"Humph!"

The nominal disciple with sword-shaped eyebrows snorted coldly. The Saint realm behind him was about to condense, and a large number of voids seemed to solidify. The pressure was so great that it seemed like they would explode at any moment.

Sikong Tu's chest seemed to be suppressed by an indestructible mountain, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Is this the true power of Saint realm expert?"

Sikong Tu's heart was in turmoil. His strength was very strong, and it had completely surpassed that of an ordinary expert of the semi-sage realm. He was only a step away from the true Saint realm.

However, such a distance was like the chasm between the heavens and the earth!

"You are still hesitating. Why haven't you come and receive the order yet?"

The voice of the sword-browed, star-eyed in-name disciple sounded. His voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a terrifying thunder that poured down onto Sikong Tu's heart.

"Bang!"

Sikong Tu knelt down on one knee, patted his chest with both hands, and respectfully complied.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Sikong Tu was about to leave the internal mountain and head for the outer mountain, the two novice disciples stopped him again.

"That place is a little strange. Take this token and gather a group of Ninth Grade disciples as cannon fodder. "

A token made of unknown materials floated in front of Sikong Tu. When Sikong Tu heard this, his expression changed. It was very common for cannon fodder to recruit Service disciple for a mission.

Service disciple's life wasn't worth much to begin with. Usually, for the sake of a kind of Ling Dan, he would let a group of Service disciple's people take his life.

S had long disappeared, especially those suitable for the Saint realm. It was even harder to find them.

Even if they were able to find them, they were some extremely dangerous and dangerous places that were guarded by terrifying The Northland restricted areas.

Even if Saint realm expert were to go to those places, he would still have a slim chance of survival!

Saint realm expert was extremely rare. Every one of them was extremely precious. How could he sacrifice Saint realm expert in order to find the Spirit Materials? He could only use Service disciple, who was as numerous as a cow, as cannon fodder.

"Yes, Sir!"

Sikong Tu had already thought in his heart that his brother, whom he had a strange relationship with, must have provoked something terrifying. Otherwise, he wouldn't have alarmed Tower Lord Senior Brother, and Saint realm expert wouldn't have been afraid of him and asked him to be cannon fodder.

Although he was very opposed to it, he wouldn't dare to refuse the order from the higher-ups, even if he borrowed a hundred dragon gallbladders!

. . .

After Sikong Tu left, Saint realm expert, a man and a woman, whispered to each other.1

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