Chapter 33 Dark Confrontation

Dark moon world, inside.

"It seems that Tianding is at the end of the crossbow. It's time to let the Eighth suffer. It seems that the remaining six deputy cabinet masters sent to delay the eighth lunar month also died in the war, leaving only Zhang Lei, He Lijia and Hao Zhixue to hold on there," Wan Gu smiled coldly. "Well, the experiment has been completed, and those useless deputy cabinet owners It's time to clean up. It's a good choice to use them to consume the combat power of the eighth year. Woodman, blood-eating, listen to orders.

She walked forward reluctantly. She didn't want to face the eighth day of junior high school as horrible and powerful as the devil. The wooden man looked completely different.

"The wooden man is the chief person in charge of the attack on the eighth army, and the blood-eating adjutant of the wooden man. And... those three are already the magic traps of the experimental completion, and you also follow the wooden people to fight against the eighth day of the first lunar month. The eternal order was stern.

The wooden man nodded and disappeared into the conference hall with the blood-eating and the three magic traps that were only one-third weaker than Sbaide.

"Lord Wan, will you send all your troops out?" The little boy who was responsible for transforming the magic trap has been sitting in the corner without saying a word. When there were only ten thousand years left in the conference hall, he opened his mouth to speak, "It's the white leaves who come here. Only you and the oath in the moon world are the thousand-year-old cabinet owner. I heard that Bai Ye has been the cabinet owner for more than 400 years, and the eighth year of the devil is as horrible as the devil. He has been a cabinet leader for more than 300 years.

"The strongest will always be left to the strongest to fight. The only thing that can keep one-on-one with me in the whole moon world is to swear and Bai Ye. Bai Ye also carries all the moon guards and 2,000 moon soldiers under a dragon and dragon. Although those are rubbish, they will still bring me a lot of obstacles. You know what I want you to do."

"Really," the little boy curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly, "there are so few magic traps. The twelve magic traps put in the lunar world last time are just garbage who have just evolved from traps to magic traps. They are still forced to evolve in our laboratory. To be honest, their strength is a little stronger than traps. You only gave me five real phantom traps, and three phantom traps that were finally transformed by me. You gave the wooden man to die on the eighth day of the lunar month. Now these two are still unfinished, and you still want me to take them out..."

Before, the 2,000 traps brought to the human world during the war between blood-eating and high-definition Yang were just evolved from the evil trap. There are not so many troops in the whole dark moon world. There are 20,000 Italian people and 6,000 normal traps. Although there are tens of thousands of evil traps and mud traps, in fact, evil traps and mud traps have no effect on such a battlefield.

"What do you want..." Wan Gu was a little unhappy.

"Sbaid," the smile on the little boy's face became cunning. "As far as I know, even in the trap world, the total number of magic traps has been stable at only 200, because there are still a few heart traps there that we can't fight against, so we can't catch them. But Spred... He is the strongest magic trap, and his strength is even about to be trapped. If he takes it to be transformed by me..."

"Do not mess with me!" With a shout, the little boy did not say a word and consciously left the conference hall, took all the remaining traps in the dark moon world and the traps that had been transformed by him to the location of the white leaves, and separated the white leaves from the dragon according to the order of all ages.

When the little boy left, he sneered in his heart: It's not that you are not allowed to transform, but it's not yet...

Wan Gu arranged five dark moon pavilion masters, 4,000 Italian people, 2,000 ordinary traps, and hundreds of transformed mud traps, evil traps and traps. On the eighth day of the first lunar month, two cabinet masters, six deputy cabinet owners, three transformed magic traps, 6,000 Italians and 3,000 traps were arranged.

What was taken by the little boy to fight against the dragon were two magic traps and 200 traps that he had transformed, as well as the remaining 1,000 traps, and nearly 10,000 mud traps and evil traps.

What was taken away by the four top dark moon pavilion owners by Jin Minzhong are the remaining half of the Italians and 40,000 mud traps and evil traps. Their purpose is to flatten the moon world.

Now, there is no one around Wangu except a few confidants. It seems that he wants to fight to the death with Bai Ye, whose strength is at the top level in the moon world.

For 60 years, this open and dark battle has finally entered a real decisive moment. Wang Gu sat on the main seat of the conference hall and laughed wildly - now the moon world has been torn apart by panic. It seems that God is still on his side.

"Why are you laughing so happily?" A man's voice sounded, and Wangu's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at the stage with a stunned face.

The man under the stage had extraordinary temperament, elegant demeanor, moderate figure, and a delicate face like a painting. His skin like snow was enough to make countless girls jealous, and his medium and short hair set off his beautiful facial features.

Bai Ye, the owner of the March Pavilion in the lunar world, is a moon scholar with both strength, IQ and beauty, which is rare for thousands of years.

"It seems that I still can't underestimate you. Baiye, "It's worthy of being eternal. If the nest is quietly broken in, it can quickly calm down, even if the person who comes is not good," but it seems that you are the only one. Where's your army?"

"Aren't you just looking forward to meeting me alone?" Baiye showed a beautiful smile, and the shadowy smile was even more charming. "So, in order to achieve your wish, I let the dragon fight against the talent you tried your best to find. What's more, it's the dragon's army, and I can't mobilize it all. What's more--

Bai Ye stared at the amazing momentum on the stage, without stage at all. His smile became more and more cunning, and said, "What's more, many people are in the way. Don't you think so?"

The white leaf did not draw his sword, and the soul kept pouring out. If the strength of the ordinary moon would have been extinguished here. Sure enough, after a while, the tables, chairs and utensils placed in the hall could not bear this amazing source of soul, and they broke one by one and disappeared.

"It's worthy of being the Lord of the White Leaf Pavilion," the light in his eyes was as dazzling as the sun, which made him extremely excited. "But do you know why I have to transfer everyone away and face you alone?"

The white leaf surface does not change color, and the source is still strengthening.

"Because the strongest will always be handed over to the strongest," Wangu flew to the white leaf, "this is a theorem since ancient times!"

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All the way, no one stopped it. After leaving the moon, everyone was finally relieved. The five people were transferred to full speed to the place where they first arrived in the area on June 29.

After Lu Yuanhan stood down, he remembered that it was late on July 5th and had come to the moon for a week. Unexpectedly, no one was rescued in the end and returned to the same place. He sighed and opened the kit as his heart said.

"Now you should have come to the place where theku man asked you to arrive in the soul area for the first time, right? I'm afraid that the dry man could have expected it to turn out like this at the beginning, so they have long been here. After I contacted HD Yangji Xiaoji, I completely saw through the ideas of the dead man, so I asked you to practice with me first to achieve his ideas. However, when you hear this kit, it proves that things are still going towards the worst plan of theku man and me. I have asked Shizi to fully investigate here before. Sure enough, the father of theku man left a secret base hundreds of years ago. Now I'll tell you the address, you go there, and then follow the instructions of the people who receive you there. After you finish the arrangement there, you can open the kit.

Lu Yuanhan didn't expect that the amount of information was so large this time. People around him looked at him anxiously. Why did Lu Yuanhan still listen to the tips after so long?

Lu Yuanhan raised his head, told everyone briefly what Shuangxin told him, and walked to the address that Shuangxin said he investigated - they arrived at a cemetery.

"What's going on?" Ji Xiaoji frowned, and the cemetery reminded him of the destruction of Zhang San's tomb more than a month ago.

Thinking of the tragic appearance of Mr. Zhang San's death, Ji Xiaoji could no longer laugh. His neck burst out with blue veins, and his eyes were full of hatred and anger. What he wants to do now is to kill and avenge the old man with his own hands.

Zhang Yize feels that something is wrong. There is an extremely familiar source in this cemetery. Is it...

"You are finally here." A cemetery in front of him moved away and a gray-haired middle-aged man came out of it. Jiang Xiaoxiao screamed loudly in fear. The middle-aged man said, "The dry man made me wait here on July 1st. Sure enough, as he said, you will arrive here late at night on the 5th or the early morning of the 6th. The dry man is really smart."

"Dad! Why are you here!" Zhang Yize felt that the source of the soul was his father Zhang Sen. Zhang Yize originally thought that Zhang Sen would really return home to recuperate his health, but he did not expect that he had entered the soul area - according to the promise of the defeat of the feather world more than 200 years ago, the feathers entered anywhere in the feather world, and the moon world could kill him without any reason!

"Although this is the world of your young people. But--" Zhang Sen turned around and waved his hand, and the graves of the whole cemetery sank to the ground. The ground instantly turned into top-quality slates, and a lot of furniture rose from the ground, and walls were raised around. After a while, they were already in an Italian castle.

After the surrounding environment had stabilized, the five boys and girls found that not only the architectural style, but also tables and chairs, murals, chandeliers, as well as copper knight statues and even the area height were exactly the same as the original stronghold in the human world.

"As you can see," Zhang Sen turned around and said to the five stunned young people, "The dead man is a person who respects his parents very much, so even when he creates his own stronghold in the human world, it completely replicates the building designed by his father in the soul area hundreds of years ago."

"Let's get to the point," Yi Xiaoyu broke the silence. "As long as it is related to dry people, no matter how surprising it is, we will not be surprised. Tell me."

"What the dry man has arranged for you here--" Zhang Sen pressed a button on the table, and the five boys and girls and Zhang Sen were instantly moved, but they could still hear Zhang Sen's voice clearly. "That's the final practice."