Wild beast war god

Yao Yuzhi's face darkened slightly. It was obvious that Duanmuchun just made an excuse because he didn't want to help.

But he couldn't refute his own face, so he posed a problem, a problem that Sikong Jing could not solve.

Duanmuchun twitched the corner of his mouth, and finally smiled bitterly and said: "Yangli and Yanghua's father came to see me, you understand, I believe you can also understand that it is not easy for me to be in this position..."

As soon as these words came out, Hua Meixi and Yao Yuzhi were stunned, and then they understood completely.

The Yang family where Yang Li lives does not want to see Sikong Jing continue to live, that is, they will really find their parents after they come back.

"So I must have enough reasons to keep this Dongyuan boy."

"If he can pass the fourth level of the Overlord Endgame, that's enough reason. Do you understand?"

Following Duanmuchun's words, Yao Yuzhi and Hua Meixi looked ugly.

Starting the end game of Domination Soul is just a slight chance given by the two of them because they are not willing to refute their face.

"Anyway, it's impossible for him to pass. I advise you to give up on this Dongyuan boy." Duanmuchun said softly.

boom……

And just when Duanmuchun finished speaking, in vain, a side door in the hall where they were was pushed open heavily, and then an old man with white hair rushed out.

"Duanmu, for whom did you open the end game of Overlord Soul?"

Seeing this old man, Hua Meixi and Yao Yuzhi quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Ying Lao..."

The old man's name is Ying Lutu, and he is one of the most spiritually advanced military formation masters in the Dongba branch. He belongs to the category of elders and is highly respected in the Dongba branch. He specializes in studying the endgame of the Overlord Soul.

However, Ying Lao ignored the two women and stared directly at Duanmuchun, wanting to get an immediate answer.

"No, I was going to turn it on, but I haven't turned it on yet."

Duanmuchun looked at Ying Lutu with messed up hair in front of him in confusion, and then asked: "What happened to Mr. Ying?"

The old guy in front of him sometimes gets nervous because he is addicted to the end game of Overlord Soul. Maybe he is in a state of being nervous now.

"You didn't turn it on? Who did it?"

"I can count the number of people in the Dongba branch who can open the endgame of Overlord Soul on one hand. Everyone else is gone now, it's just the two of us. It's not me and it's not you. Could it be that we are ghosts?"

Ying Lutu was very excited, and kept screaming strangely, and then said: "The person who has turned it on now has entered the thirteenth level!"

As soon as these words came out, Duanmuchun looked confused. Has he entered the thirteenth level?

Who did this? Are you kidding me?

Suddenly, Ying Lutu took out a small chessboard, and then he opened his eyes wide and said: "Damn it, we have entered the fourteenth level, I am too lazy to talk nonsense to you, I have to go and see what it is. people."

His chessboard is connected to the endgame of Overlord Soul, and the endgame of Overlord Soul can be observed.

Of course it was left behind by the missing Lord Tyrant Soul.

This is the only chessboard where you can observe the endgame of Tyrant Soul... After saying that, Ying Lutu turned around and rushed out.

Duanmuchun frowned and looked at his back, murmuring to himself: "Enter the fourteenth level? Is it the elder of the military formation master who has returned? No, I didn't receive any news."

With that said, Duanmuchun also quickly wanted to rush out...

"Could it be..."

At this moment, Yao Yuzhi murmured to himself, then in vain stepped forward to block Duanmuchun and said: "Duanmuchun, are you sure that as long as Dongyuan boy Sikong Jing passes the fourth level of the Overlord Endgame, you will definitely protect him? "

Duanmuchun was a little unhappy at being blocked, and said with a gloomy face: "Yuzhi, you also know that this is impossible."

"I just want to ask, yes or no?" Yao Yuzhi asked with shining eyes.

"Yes, as long as he passes the fourth level, I will definitely say that he is not guilty. Even if Yang Zhi is here, I will say that he is not guilty to his face." Duanmuchun couldn't figure out why Yao Yuzhi insisted on asking at this time.

Anyway, since this is an impossible thing, just agree to it readily.

The so-called Yang Zhi is the father of Yang Li and Yang Hua, and the head of the Yang family who shook up the city.

After saying that, Duanmuchun quickly dodged Yao Yuzhi, rushed out of the ancient building and stood side by side with Ying Lutu. Then he stood blankly on the spot in the next moment, looking straight at the lonely man in the courtyard. Arm man?

"Who is this kid?" Duanmuchun asked subconsciously. He had never seen anyone in the courtyard.

"The person who is entering the fourteenth level of the Overlord Endgame, Duanmu, who is this kid?" Ying Lutu asked, holding the delicate chessboard in his hand, his whole body trembling slightly.

"How do I know?" Duanmuchun asked again.

Ying Lutu turned his head in displeasure and roared: "You are the f*cking supreme master. Who knows if you don't know?"

In Ying Lutu's eyes, it must be Duanmuchun who started the endgame for the one-armed boy in front of him.

"Duanmu'er really doesn't know, but I know who he is."

Just when Ying Lutu was about to curse, Yao Yuzhi's sonorous and powerful voice came from behind them. As the two people in front looked at him, Yao Yuzhi raised the corner of his mouth slightly and responded: "He, Dongyuan." Boy Sikong Jing!"

As soon as these words came out, Ying Lutu was immediately at a loss. What is this?

Duanmuchun, on the other hand, opened his mouth wide and looked at Sikong Jing in disbelief and then back at Yao Yuzhi.

"Duanmu'er, do what you just said count? I have already entered the fourteenth level, and I started the Overlord Soul Endgame on my own without anyone starting it..."

"Now I just want to ask, is it enough to protect him?"

Yao Yuzhi's voice became louder and louder.

Behind her, Hua Meixi stood blankly on the spot, staring at Sikong Jing who was trapped in the hallucination in the courtyard with a shocked face.

How powerful is his military talent?

The corners of Duanmuchun's mouth twitched crazily, and he was speechless for a moment, let alone answered.

To be honest, he still didn't want to give up in his heart. Even though Sikong Jing had proven his strong military talent, the Overlord Soul Game was just one of the killing formations.

And although this thing is very magical, it is also extremely weird, mainly because it is not very practical.

Because the types of soldiers in the Overlord Soul Soldier Killing Map are extremely special and generally cannot be cultivated.

But if he speaks out, he will throw water away. For now, he can only remain silent and wait to see how far this kid can reach.

"It's the fifteenth level, it's time to enter the fifteenth level!" At this time, Ying Lutu couldn't help but stare at the exquisite chessboard and said.

The corners of Duanmuchun's mouth twitched slightly, he was afraid that he really wouldn't agree.

At the same time, Sikong Jing, who was trapped in the illusion, was a little irritable.

He secretly murmured to himself: "This endgame is really endless? I still can't get out. When will this happen?"

Sikong Jing had discovered it, and he didn't know who was responsible for this mess.

The number of troops in each level only increases by one hundred, and then there are various endgames for you to solve.

But the problem is, Sikong Jing, who has seen the Qianyuan soldier killing map, gradually came to the conclusion that this endgame is really of little use. Not to mention that the soldiers are extremely special, and the various battle situations are also rare on the battlefield.

For example, the current level 15 has a very complex terrain...

This kind of terrain probably only exists in the center of the Minglong Mountains. Who the hell has nothing to do to fight in a ghost place like that?