A million ways to survive in the dungeon

The three old men in the mountain are the masters of the ivory tower.

Everyone on the Rodinia mainland knows that although Ivory Tower is nominally neutral and does not participate in the internal affairs of any country, it sends outstanding magicians to all countries in the world, and on this basis, it accepts funding from all countries.

But in fact, before Robert Jr. took office, Eagle Valley took the initiative to increase funding for the Ivory Tower.

The proportion increased from 20% to 70%.

Therefore, Ivory Tower is secretly on the side of Eagle Valley, and everyone knows this.

Looking at the seriously injured Robert Jr., Zhao Aotian instantly understood what was going on?

There are three old men in the mountain: short, fat, medium, and tall and thin. They all have gray hair and stern eyes.

But in reality, it was a pretense.

The three old men in the mountain are actually one person. The reason why they are three old men is because the other two are his disciples and substitutes.

Among the three old men, you don't know which one is the true identity of the three old men in the mountain, so it is difficult to plot against them.

Moreover, both disciples possess fighting prowess at the level of a war king.

In actual combat, by cooperating with the two disciples, one plus one is greater than two, and can even compete with the Minotaur.

"Invited by Xie Keta Kingdom and Eastern Sichuan, Ivory Tower came to keep the appointment."

The leader, the old man of medium height, took a step forward and said arrogantly.

Another short, fat old man sneered: "I hope this discussion conference can be conducted in a friendly manner."

Zhao Aotian frowned and shouted: "Yinggu signed a friendship contract with Eastern Sichuan some time ago and seriously injured the president of our friendly country. I don't think this is friendly."

"You are talking nonsense."

The tall and thin old man took a step forward and said with a smile: "We happened to meet President Robert Jr. on the road. They were attacked by bandits. When we arrived, this was already the case. Mr. President was seriously injured.

We were kind enough to save him. "

"Really?" Zhao Aotian looked as usual and said coldly.

What about the liar?

Robert Jr. was also a person who drank the essence and blood of Zhulong.

No matter how talented he is, he is still a strong player at level 73.

Moreover, when the president travels, no matter how simple he is, there are hundreds of guards around him.

All the treasonous adventurers and gangsters in eastern Sichuan cannot defeat such a configuration.

Is the gangster you are talking about yourself?

Although they have not had much contact with each other and only met once during the Eagle Valley Defense War, there are only three people in the world today who have received the gift from the Zhulong Emperor, including Zhao Aotian himself.

Robert Jr. is one of them.

In a sense, this child who has never been masked has a certain blood connection with him.

But now, the child was beaten with all his limbs broken, seriously injured, and was thrown on the horse like garbage.

This is revenge against Eagle Valley, and it is also a demonstration against Sichuan East and the Kota Kingdom that has already arrived.

The ivory tower's attitude seems very strong.

but…

Is it none of my business?

Up close, he is just a 16-year-old kid.

Zhao Aotian's fists clenched involuntarily.

Katcher on the side saw it and understood it.

Aotian was angry.

And he seemed more irritable than before.

"In this case, please give President Eagle Valley to us. We will ask our chief mage to treat him. After he is cured, we will ask who attacked them.

This is a very serious diplomatic incident. We in East Sichuan will never let the gangsters do whatever they want. ” Kacher said.

The pudgy old man shook his head: "No, your chief mage Jin Ge also came from our ivory tower. His treatment is not as good as our treatment.

Eagle Valley has always taken good care of our Ivory Tower, so we should take us to our accommodation and the three of us will treat him personally in the evening. "

"No, no, no, you three are guests, how can I bother you? We should come from Sichuan East."

As Kacher said, he was about to step forward to lead Robert Jr.'s horse.

However, as soon as he passed by the three old men in the mountain, the tall and thin old man put his hand on Katcher's chest.

His sharp eyes made people shudder: "Didn't you hear what our third elder said? He said, let's do it."

Katcher's upper and lower eyelids moved slightly closer together, he paused for a moment, and said in an almost warning tone: "I think it's better not to bother the three distinguished guests."

With that said, Kacher continued to move forward with his brute strength.

The three old men in the mountain are all magicians. How can they be the opponent of Kacher, who is like a muscle freak?

I saw that he couldn't stop Katcher at all with one hand.

The tall and thin second elder was obviously angry with embarrassment.

The palm that hit his chest instantly ignited with heat.

Kacher's skin instantly burst into smoke.

This time, Katcher grimaced in pain.

He quickly backed away ten meters and returned to his original position.

There was already a palm print on his chest due to slight burns.

The fighting spirit of the body protector could not stop the second elder's magical burns at all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood firm, the tall and thin second elder raised his hands together, and the other two elders, as if they had the ability to read minds, poured magic into his body at the same moment with great tacit understanding, strengthening the magic.

【Open Sky Ax】

The powerful magic element extended from his raised and clasped hands, and actually condensed into a ten-meter-long lava giant axe.

The giant ax was completely condensed with magic elements, and it could slash at its heavenly spirit in no time at a speed as fast as thunder.

Katcher, who had just landed and whose lower body was not yet stable, had no time to dodge.

However, at this critical moment.

A figure rushed in front of Katcher like lightning.

There was a loud bang.

The green steel rock ground billowed up with bursts of dust.

The giant ax of lava stopped three inches in front of Katcher's bare head, unable to move any further.

The three old men in the mountain suddenly widened their eyes.

I saw that the person who blocked the ax was none other than Zhao Aotian.

So fast!

The second elder who took action was horrified.

Zhao Aotian's movement track was not clearly seen at all.

He was clearly at least five meters away from the Subian man named Katcher just now, but he arrived in front of him as if teleporting before the attack hit.

What shocked the three old men in the mountain even more was Zhao Aotian's posture.

Put one hand in the bag, and use the other hand to hold it on the blade of the giant ax as lightly as lifting a bamboo pole.

The magical sky-opening ax, hot enough to melt steel and sharp enough to cut iron like clay, couldn't even cut through the skin on his palm.

Moreover, there was no crack in the ground under his feet.

You must know that the power of this blow is enough to split the city wall, which means that Zhao Aotian used his own brute force to withstand the blow.

"Katcher means well, but the three of you want to kill him when you come up. Isn't it a little bad?"

Zhao Aotian's tone was calm and calm, but murderous intent roared in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand holding the ax blade closed his fingers.

The entire Sky-Opening Ax was crushed to pieces by Zhao Aotian's bare hands.

The three old men in the mountain were so shocked that they all took six or seven steps back.

"You..." The leader, the middle-sized elder, was about to explode, but the sight in front of him forced him to swallow the words that had just reached his throat.

Zhao Aotian put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head slightly, and stared at them with dagger-like eyes.

Thick red fighting spirit is released from every pore.

What's this?

The air was vibrating.

The eyes of the three old men in the mountain no longer had the previous calmness and confidence.

The fighting spirit released by Zhao Aotian has subverted their cognition.

Isn’t the Battle King in East Sichuan only lv60?

When I spanked this little kid half a day ago, even if this little kid had level 73, when did this Zhao Aotian become so strong?

That fighting spirit is at least above lv90.

And judging from his appearance, this was far from his entire fighting spirit.

The most important thing was the look in Zhao Aotian's eyes.

The silent and solemn eyes revealed the smell of blood as if he was addicted to killing.

[If you dare to touch the magic element again, I will kill the three of you. 】

Zhao Aotian's eyes explained this attitude.

will die!

He will definitely die!

At this moment, the three old men in the mountain had no doubt that as long as they used magic again, the three of them would be dead and in different places in the next second.

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