Chapter 96 Coincidentally Get the Ghost Lamp

"Didi." Just as Xingya was still trying to say something, suddenly his mobile phone rang. A man in a white armor-like costume and carrying a sword took out a mobile phone at the airport in New York. This image was awkward.

Hearing the sound of the mobile phone, the Holy Knight Hoshiya took out his mobile phone and looked at it. Then his face changed slightly. He respectfully pressed the answer button, bowed slightly and said, "Dear Pope, I am the Holy Knight Hoshiya. I don't know if you have any new guidelines?"

"Your Majesty?" Hearing Hoshiya's words, several other deacons and the other bishops changed their faces and then became equally respectful.

Is it Hoshiya? Don't worry about that matter. You go to * first. There is a big deal there. You can deal with it. In addition, Archbishop Miss and the referee will also go there. The three of you will finish this matter, and when the big thing is done, the referee will take action himself.

The voice on the phone sounded faintly. Although the tone was so kind, it was full of irresistible momentum. The words in that tone seemed to have inexplicable pressure, making the backs of several deacons bend down slightly

"I know, Your Holiness, I will definitely solve the matter perfectly with the referee and Kenos." Hearing the words on the phone, Xingya nodded and said respectfully.

"Well, well, it's up to you. God is with us."

"Yes, God is with us." Xingya said respectfully. When it was confirmed that the other party had hung up the phone, Xingya put away the phone and frowned gently, "The referee, Miss, and I, the three seventh-level strong men, are all peerless masters of the world. It seems that something very important has been born there."

"What's wrong? Lord Hoshiya?" Seeing that Xingya took his mobile phone and frowned slightly, the other deacons did not dare to ask anything more, but another bishop asked with a little doubt.

"His Majesty just called and asked us to go to *. Let's go." The slightly frown relaxed. After looking around the crowd, Gonro said in a declaration, "Okay, don't say anything more. Hurry up and get a plane to fly to *."

And just as Hoshiya, a bishop and several deacons at the airport were looking for a plane to fly to *, a private plane over the airport passed like a meteor, in which was sitting their original target - Ye Lang.

Ye Lang in the private plane doesn't know that it is because of this thing that distressed him now that he can temporarily escape the disaster. The Holy Knight is equivalent to a strong man at the Duke level, not to mention the bishop and several deacons equivalent to the marquis level.

It's just that the lifting of the crisis is only temporary. After all, what he flew to at this moment*, the big enemy referee will arrive in person soon.

Ye Lang has seen a little sign of this bloody trial. These testers who have been put in seem to have been assigned new identities, each of which is different. In addition to the testers, the competing opponents are also the incarnation of the divine court.

In this way, things have become more complicated, and I don't know how many of the ten artifacts have owners? This water wand is the artifact Ye Lang wants to get, so * he has to go.

"Hey, George, can't you be quiet for a while?" Ye Lang, who was not very comfortable because of this matter, stayed in the plane and saw George running back and forth like lightning in front of him, and couldn't help saying helplessly.

"Well." George, who was still running around, was slightly stunned when he heard Ye Lang's words, and then sat in the seat in a corner aggrievedly and shrugged his head and said, "I'm sorry, boss, I'm just curious because it's the first time I've been on a plane. Why this iron pimple can fly."

"Oh, damn God, just forgive me." Hearing George's words and looking at his aggrieved little woman, Ye Lang shouted sadly. Looking at him, he was like an abandoned puppy. Please, his burly figure made it like this, which made people feel a struggle in his stomach.

Seeing George's aggrieved look, Ye Lang finally shook his head helplessly, waved his hand and sighed, "Forget, if you really can't stay, go to the gym downstairs. You don't look like a person who can honestly stay in a seat."

"Oh, thank you, boss." George, who was still aggrieved, twisted his body and stayed in his seat uneasily. After hearing Ye Lang's words, he couldn't help cheering loudly, and then ran down with an excited face.

"Bum!" However, just as Ye Lang's words fell, there were bursts of loud noises in the gym on the lower floor of the plane. It seemed that someone below was playing with their lives. A loud noise was particularly harsh in the plane

"George!" Ye Lang's voice sounded coldly and echoed in the cabin of the whole plane. "I have to remind you that if you dismantle the plane, as a count, I can fly by my wings*, and you can only fall down. I want to be on a height of 10,000 meters, no matter what your werewolf's body. Strong will also fall into a pool of meat mud!"

It seemed that Ye Lang's threat was very effective. As Ye Lang's words fell, the loud noise suddenly stopped, and George's voice full of grievance sounded below: "Boss, these so-called fitness equipment are too weak and damaged by me at once."

Hearing George's words below, Ye Lang's mouth twitched slightly, but he resisted and didn't say anything.

Ye Lang kept mediting in his heart, "This guy brought me an artifact. I want to endure it, I want to endure it."

The whole private plane passed in the night sky of the United States. Ye Lang in the plane flew quickly towards * in the ** of George, an ignorant, curious and energetic werewolf. The private plane quickly landed in the airport outside a remote large manor. Ye Lang and the two got off the plane and walked towards the manor.

Through the two werewolf guards guarding the door, they walked straight in.

"George, I tell you, you'd better be quiet inside. It's better not to say a word. The strong man inside wants to crush us, it's much easier than me to crush you. Do you understand?" Entering this luxurious manor, Ye Lang whispered to the living treasure behind him and said that it was just the lowest level of werewolf. If he didn't want to take him out to see the world, he would not be qualified to come in at all. Just by looking at the level of werewolves guarding the gate.

"I know, boss, I won't say a word except now." Hearing Ye Lang's serious words, George was not a fool. Naturally, he could understand the solemnity of his words, so he nodded seriously.

Through the gate and came to the hall, there are thousands of square meters of hall. At this moment, there are a lot of strong people. The weakest ones are at the level of the earl blood clan. Ye Lang's virtual identity is a member of the dark council. This competition for the cane of water has attracted great attention from the dark council. So a large number of strong men were sent here.

Ye Lang still can't see the specific level of the strong men above 100 counts and above, but when he saw the three dark strong men in front of them, he felt the terrible pressure scattered from them from afar, and Ye Lang knew that they must be the protagonist of this incident.

And Ye Lang, the members of the rest of the Dark Association, at least did not feel the existence of a viscount-level atmosphere. Of course, as soon as George, the lowest werewolf appeared in the hall where the strong gathered, many people felt it and looked at him with a little doubt.

At this time, Ye Lang also found that many testers were mixed in the crowd, some of them were like the stars and the moon, guarded by a large number of strong people, while some were quietly hiding in a corner, silently paying attention to the development of things, ten artifacts and the competition of 30 people. The situation looked very optimistic, but in fact, There is no simple. There is a strange rule in the bloody trial. If there is no artifact found or captured during the trial period, the artifact is still controlled by the previous generation of artifact family.

In this virtual world, 30 of them have different identities and different starting points. Whether they can get artifacts mainly depends on luck and strength.

The typical representative here is Ye Lang, the representative of good luck, and I'm afraid that the next thing can't be solved. In this world full of variables, ghosts know what tricks the control family of the original artifacts have played. If you want to tell Ye Lang that they haven't played anything. Ye Lang didn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

The blood duke gently hooked the corners of his mouth, and then stood up, raised his hand and pressed it down gently, signaling everyone below to calm down and said, "Everyone is quiet for a while. Now, it's time to start introducing this time."

"Come" When he heard Jiu Si's words, Ye Lang's heart was stunned, and the rest of the members of the Dark Association restrained their ideas and looked at Jiu Si in a whole mood. Obviously, it was related to the existence of an artifact, and everyone knew the importance of this matter.

"Well, now that everyone should come, so let me make a long story short." Seeing that everyone was serious, Jiusi slowly put down her hand and said, "I believe everyone knows this time. It's just an artifact. A few days ago, our Dark Association received a message that there was a man named Bernie. I don't know how to get a walking stick, and this The cane is also our target water elf's stick.

Speaking of this, Jiusi paused slightly and then said, "Intelligence, this water elf's staff can stimulate potential, and Bob, who is just an ordinary person, actually has the strength comparable to the marquis-level blood clan because of this water elf's staff. Do you know what it means?"

"Wan." Hearing Jiusi's words, everyone was shocked and suddenly talked about it. The marquis-level strength is a five-level strong man. Can a walking stick alone make an ordinary person with no power so strong? The artifact is definitely a great artifact.

"Quiet." Looking at the people shocked by the news below, Jiusi raised her hand slightly, pressed it again, suppressed the discussion that had just sounded, and said faintly, "Well, you can understand what this means. Therefore, tomorrow night's action is only allowed to succeed and not fail. With this staff of water elves, I believe that the power of our dark world will rise sharply. At that time, we can even suppress the damn Holy See. Do you understand?

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