Chapter 295 Locking of the Terrorist

Lan Jun took a few deep breaths and calmed down. He was not furious this time, because he found that he was really defeated. But strong people like him are very good at finding things that make him happy in sadness, so he grasped a problem in Lance's words just now and grinned, "It's not wrong. Although in the courtyard, there are only eight great practitioners in the martial arts department and the Ministry of Magic, but they are hidden in the small fairyland. The strong man who practices in the middle is not less than outside. There are a few old antiques, who are already a horrible figure who has stepped into the holy land. This is the strength of the college. How about it? It's more powerful than the temple you used to work.

Lance did not say anything. The three holy places have been inherited for thousands of years. It is really difficult to judge which is stronger and which is weaker. Each holy place has its own background. Of course, it is recognized that the strongest and powerful is still belongs to the Temple of Light. After all, it is the endorsement organization of the great god of light in the world, but Since the Jihad, the god of light has never descended miracles or issued new decrees. The same is true of the dark demons believed in the dark council, and even the top leaders of the two organizations do not know why.

He didn't intend to answer the fat man's meaningless question, but suddenly thought of something. He looked at Lan Jun and said strangely, "I remember that a week ago, in the northern town of Medell, you said that you would deal with an urgent matter and will come back soon. At that time, you will catch up with our team and change for those desires in the team. The strong students pointed out the mystery, but when everyone had returned to the imperial capital, you did not appear. So the simple and easy-handling thing you said should not be as simple as you thought, delaying your time. So I really want to know why you suddenly appeared at my house early this morning and said that the dean sent you to see me. It doesn't make sense. Don't you have any plan to take me to this weird place?"

Lan Jun's body trembled first. Thinking of the real reason why he abandoned his promise and didn't go to teach the juniors of the college, he couldn't help feeling guilty. Then he heard Lance's malicious sarcasm and said, "If I wanted to hurt you, I wouldn't have saved you at that time. I believe you are so lucky. Even if you are killed by those two perverts, there is still a way to live again. As for me, I came back directly after finishing my work. You also know that the magician travels thousands of miles a day. It's much faster than your hiking. The fat man explained, but he was thinking that he was still in the north. If he hadn't received a message from his master, how could he abandon the "cooked duck" and run back to the imperial capital to do such a hard job...

Lance laughed and was not angry. He stared into the other party's eyes and said, "Of course I know you won't hurt me. It's just a joke. It's just that what interests me more is what can delay your trip. Why don't you listen to it? No matter how powerful the enemy is, he can't delay your footsteps for a long time. Is it a woman this time?

"Haha, you think too much." The fat man looked up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, didn't you just ask me what the speed of time flow is in this small fairyland of the college? I will tell you compassionately. Compared with the world outside, ten days have passed, and it is only one day outside, that is, a ratio of ten to one. Cultivation in such an environment can really be said to be thousands of miles a day. In particular, the essence of life and the spirit of heaven and earth are very strong, which means that you don't have to worry about practicing and aging too fast in it. Although the time flow is faster, the predecessors who jointly built this small fairyland have done the most detailed things they can consider and dived in it for a period of time. Occasionally, I went out and came to the world for a period of time to ensure that Shouyuan was not damaged while his strength progressed.

Lance nodded secretly, and the expression on his face showed the emotion and admiration in his heart, but suddenly frowned and found that he seemed to have missed something. The fat man kept staring at his face and observing the changes, so he shouted at the first time, "Well, we should go. The space channel will not last long!"

At a rapid speed, he came to the end of the space passage. The fat man still seemed to be a little worried. He suddenly thought of something and then smiled evilly. It's just that Lance, who followed closely behind, didn't see it.

At the end of the channel, the magic fluctuation is unusually strong, which obviously leads directly to such a far-reaching area, and Lan Jun's spell is about to reach the edge of collapse.

The fat man stopped and said in a low voice, "Okay, we're going out. The next way, you can take care of yourself!" With that, the mana between his hands was great. After a dazzling light, the space channel disappeared and collapsed. As the sky turned, the world outside the channel appeared in front of Lance...

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The fluctuation of the space is so great, and the sound caused is absolutely not small, so that Lance didn't listen to the last words of the fat man, otherwise he would be very surprised.

Being down-to-earth, the dizziness of suddenly returning to reality in space did not have much impact on Lance. He just felt that time passed a little quickly at the moment he touched the ground, and then when he stood completely, there was no superfluous feeling at all. I have to say that the one in the college or several The sage who made this little fairyland is worthy of being a real power.

The place where Lance is located is an extremely wide flat land, on which there are beautiful trees and vegetation that are hard to see in the outside world, with streams and rivers, and the climate is mild and pleasant. It is not like the big world outside, and it is about to reach the moment of ice and snow.

If ordinary people stand here, they will not notice anything wrong, but Lance noticed that this is not really flat ground, but like a very high plateau, but standing here without any plateau reaction. But the real reason for the lack of response is not that Lance is a strong man who has entered the high level, because if an ordinary person comes here at this moment, he will never have altitude sickness.

The reason is actually very simple, that is, this is not a plateau at all. The surrounding environment is full of troughs and basins, so this one here is much higher than other geographical locations. Naturally, it can't be a plateau. Because of the formation of terrain, such a terrain is not reasonable. Even if the sages who shaped this small world have the ability to communicate with heaven, they will not violate the rules of nature. Lance noticed that this high flat land, although wide, is much worse than the real plateau. Moreover, the ground here is really peaceful. Even if it is much smoother than the streets of the imperial capital Sky City, it can't be a naturally formed scene.

He thought of some horrible possibility, squatted down and gently touched the ground. His arms trembled, and Lance felt that even though many years had passed, the ground was full of vegetation, but there was still a strong, horrible and awe-inspiring sword!

No mistake, it's sword! Lance's finger touched the land on the 'highland' and immediately felt a distant and awe-inspiring sword spirit, which filled every corner of the whole earth. Although it had been a long time, it was still captured by the great swordsman...

So the real situation, there is only one possibility... In the terrain full of basins and low valleys, there will be no plateaus, but there will be hills surrounded by mountains. Only there is a strange and vast highland, and there is a long-lasting sword in the highlands. Then there is only one possibility, the location where Lance is located. It's not the plateau, but the mountain. One was cut off the whole mountain with one sword, leaving only the second half of the mountain...

This is the hidden place of the dean and his six disciples mentioned by Lan Jun, so this sword that can be killed into the earth can only be given by the sword saint Roland, and he is the only one!

Feeling the supreme sword, Lance was shocked and speechless, but he was extremely yearning for it. He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Lan Jun, I can't wait to know what kind of person the dean is."

Quiet or quiet... After the words, it is absolutely quiet. Lance frowned. After walking out of the passage, he was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him. He was not shocked by the power of a sword and did not notice the difference around him. At this moment, his question had not been answered for a long time. He was immediately alert, but did not look back, because his perception had told him that there was no one around... Fat Lan Jun, disappeared...

'What's going on? Fatty, are you still playing hide-and-seek at this time? Lance was a little annoyed. He met the dean for the first time today, and this guy started his boring game again, which made the great swordsman very unhappy.

However, he was not unhappy for a long time, because soon, a strong breath locked himself...

"Hmm?" Lance felt a powerful breath that had never experienced and locked himself completely in an instant, and at the same time, in some unknown dark place, there was a pair of indifferent eyes without human emotional fluctuations, observing himself. As long as he dealt with a little carelessness, I'm afraid he would immediately face a fatal blow...

"Gudu..." Lance swallowed a mouthful of saliva and slowly adjusted his breathing. He didn't know where the fat man Liu had gone, and he didn't have extra time to care about him at this time, because the guy who locked himself at this time was extremely horrible. Absolutely completely beyond the two dark practitioners, Didra and Mondray, and even more horrible than the breath of the two of them combined. Although it is worse than the peerless dark saint Sainz, who has been in the previous life, it won't be too much...

The cold sweat slowly flowed down Lance's temples. It was not that he, who could not be unmoved at that time, but became much more afraid to death at this moment, but because in the face of the dark demon mentor, he thought he was holding a bright thunder sword with sound effects. At this moment, his strength has just returned to the high-level level...