Returning From the 900th Floor

Chapter 405 God War

Maybe it was Wang Wen's name that calmed them down.

Maybe it was this magical teleportation that scared them.

The man in black robe no longer pretends to be violent and irritable.

Instead, he calmed down and stared at Wang Wen, thinking about something.

Wang Min was worried that they would break the pot, so she thought that since she couldn't escape, she might as well try her best and put up a thick barrier again for the people behind her.

And specially ordered an extra [Psychic Shield] for Gu Jianbing.

The old man felt Wang Min's unabashed differential treatment and was so happy that his eyes disappeared.

The man in black robe opposite watched quietly as Wang Min arranged the protection meticulously.

Until it's all done.

The leading man in black robes said: "I never imagined that the barbaric Eastern Continent would also believe in the God of Creation. Your use of divine power is no less than that of a junior priest. Since we all belong to the same lineage, don't waste your precious divine power in vain. Sit down. Come down and talk slowly, Qin Dongbei and the way you want to use his divine power can be easily discussed."

Creator God?

Junior priest?

Wang Min heard these terms belonging to the Western Continent, and thoughts flashed through his mind.

He asked calmly: "How to talk about it?"

The man in black robe recalled the high priest's instructions before setting off, and said with caution: "Our high priest has already set off and is preparing to come in person. The specific details will be decided by the high priest after I go back and report."

"That won't work." Wang Min shook his head decisively: "I just said that you can't leave until you hand over Qin Dongbei and how to use his divine power."

The tone of the man in black robe was a little anxious: "I have also said that these are just trivial matters. Whether it is Qin Dongbei or the method of use, we can leave it to you as soon as the high priest arrives. Why are you so stubborn?"

Wang Min studied the other party's words carefully.

He smiled faintly and said: "Why do I feel like you really want to wait until your high priest arrives? What's the harm in holding back?"

The man in black robe paused for a moment, thinking about the high priest's instructions, and patiently explained: "We are different from you. All of us are used to listening to the high priest's words, really."

Wang Wen thought for a while.

He took a step back and said, "Well, let's each take a step back. Since you said it's a small matter, tell me how to use it first, and then let you go back."

"That's not possible." The man in black robe shook his head: "Although the method of using divine power is very simple and basically everyone can learn it, it is also the brainchild of generations of high priests who have worked hard and cannot spread it to anyone else without permission."

He looked around.

His eyes stopped for a while on the bleeding Brother Xiongs on the ground.

Added: "Especially the barbaric Eastern Continent."

"Hey, hey!" Mo Ran yelled unhappily: "Can you figure out your current identity situation? Do you believe that a barbaric Eastern Continent can twist your head off in one bite?"

The man in black robe looked at him with disdain.

Although he said no more.

But his eyes were filled with the word "barbaric".

Mo Ran was so angry that he screamed and wanted to come up and twist his head.

Wang Wen asked He Embarrassing and others to stop him, and continued to discuss: "Then let's change it. I'll let you go after returning Qin Dongbei. You have to choose one of the two, right? You won't even move if I withdraw?"

The men in black robes looked at each other.

The leader, Manhan, struggled with embarrassment and said: "This is not possible either... Qin Dongbei was appointed by the high priest. If he gives it to you, we can't do business..."

"This won't work, and that won't work either. We agreed to take a step back but ended up pushing the envelope even further and trying to get me out of the way." Wang Min completely lost her patience, waved her hand to Mo Ran and said, "I don't want to talk anymore, just screw your head."

"Ouch!" Mo Ran howled excitedly.

Wearing a boxing glove with a white background and red stripes, he rushed over. Before the person arrived, he suddenly jumped into the air. Thousands of red and white sparks burst out from the glove, and he punched the man in black robes on the head with a condescending punch.

The men in black robes saw Mo Ran's menacing attack and surrounded them with nowhere to hide. Their faces were solemn, and they all stretched out their hands to put their hands on the leader.

The leader's eyes narrowed, he raised his palm, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and faced the fist that was coming towards him with sparks all over the sky.

"boom!!!"

Terrifying shocks spread out continuously, and Brother Xiong and others who were unprotected on the ground were lifted dozens of meters away like tops!

Most of the people were unconscious after landing and did not know whether they were alive or dead.

On the other hand, some women who had fainted woke up. When they saw the devastating scene, like Qi Qi, they were so frightened that they wished they could pass out again. They deeply regretted coming here to cause trouble today.

The good thing didn't happen, but he got himself into such a terrible situation.

If they could start their lives over again, they would rather they had never been here.

The one who regrets more than them is Brother Xiong.

He remained awake and observed the situation.

It was clear to my ears that the group of people standing there was one of the "Big Three" in the five regions: the academy.

The young man who took the lead in speaking is the number one in the world today: Academy Wang Wei!

After knowing this fact, Brother Xiong's head couldn't stop buzzing.

In the past, he often referred to himself, the academy and the security department as the "big three".

In fact, I know very well in my heart that this is just a matter of gaining popularity and using the name of the academy to promote myself because others are too lazy to pay attention to bastards like me.

It is said that "water from a well does not interfere with water from the river".

In fact, how could he dare to offend the other two families? Even the little guards in the security department can stop him from messing around, let alone the academy.

I usually hide and go.

I won't go near the college at all, and I won't touch places where people from the college often hang out.

They only occupy some territory in the small residential areas and commercial streets here to show their prestige.

This kind of self-awareness is quite correct, so we have always been in peace.

Who would have thought that this humble little billiard room could attract so many "gods" here today?

Are you going to fight with those mysterious men in black robes on the spot? ?

Listening to what they said, those men in black robes came from the Western Continent?

So isn't this a real world war? ? ?

I am an eldest uncle, aunt, aunt, sister-in-law and second brother-in-law! ! !

Brother Xiong felt extremely regretful and had no one to complain to.

I regret that I was so stunned by women's sex that I came here to jump in the fire pit like a hero to help others.

I regret that I wanted to save face as the boss in front of my younger brother, but when I found something was wrong, I gritted my teeth and started fighting.

I regret that I had known that the academy was not to be trifled with, but I did not enshrine the portraits of everyone in the academy, especially Wang Wen, and worship and remember this face that was not to be trifled with every day!

Unfortunately it was too late.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

The men he brought were only slightly affected by the "God War" over there, and all of them were killed or wounded.

The power that has been cultivated for many years is rare.

Even if he survived this trip, his energy was severely damaged and he could no longer think of working hard. He just wanted to go back to his hometown and spend time with his mother.

Brother Xiong struggled to get up, holding back his body that seemed to be falling apart.

Looking around, there is "a lot of mourning".

He saw Qiqi waking up with frightened eyes and a haggard and ugly face.

He didn't hit her again.

He just sighed deeply and looked at the people in the college in the distance who were concentrating on important things and had no time to take care of little bastards like him.

He must work hard to check on the younger brothers and wake up those who still have strength.

Then either support or lift.

Slowly evacuate the scattered men, away from this terrible place, and go to the hospital for treatment and life-saving treatment.

then.

Brother Xiong and his party withdrew.

The three guards in the security department were also very clever. They had already fled to unknown corners of the world when the man in black robe appeared.

Ordinary people watching the excitement couldn't avoid it. Even supermarkets and tobacco and alcohol stalls closed their doors and locked their windows.

This section of the road outside the billiards room.

Only Wang Wenzhong was left.

And the man in black robe opposite Mo Ran was spitting out blood after receiving a punch from Mo Ran.

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