"As long as anyone can provide the promise of an A-level master, we will give the thousand-year peach wood to whom." Venerable Lingluo said in a deep voice.

After the words fell, the audience was silent.

Just kidding, where to find A-level experts?

If these people here knew A-level experts, they would have brought them a long time ago.

Only Master Jiameng beside Xun Hanming is a real A-level master.

Everyone's eyes fell on Master Gamon.

Master Gammon said in a deep voice: "Honor Lingluo, tell me what do you want to do?"

Venerable Lingluo looked happy and hurried to Master Gammon.

When he arrived, Venerable Lingluo looked at Xun Hanming next to him, and the meaning in his eyes was very obvious.

"You guys talk, I'll go and wait." Xun Hanming consciously left here.

After the person left, Venerable Lingluo whispered: "Master Gammon, the Witch God Cult is about to meet. Although my Wu Zhu Sect is fully prepared, there is no magician in charge."

"We hope this A-level master can help our Wu Zhu Sect seize the position of the Lord of the Six-Meridians at the Wu Shen Cult Conference!"

Master Gammon's face changed when he heard this, and he immediately said, "It is impossible, I cannot interfere in the affairs of your Witch God Cult."

"Don't the master want thousand-year-old peach wood?" Venerable Lingluo asked.

Master Gammon was almost cursing in his heart.

He is a good A-level expert, but he also has to be divided into strength and weakness at the A-level.

And he was just a first to level A and was not a strong man in level A.

The witch god of the Witch God Sect is said to have unfathomable and elusive.

The other witch kings are not idle.

Although he also wanted to get this thousand-year-old mahogany, it was not his intention to make him look sexy.

"No need to say more, I will not participate in the Witch God Cult. You should ask for another expert." Master Gammon said slowly.

Although I was a little cowardly, I couldn't express it directly.

Master Gammon would not say that he was actually afraid.

A trace of loss flashed across Venerable Lingluo's face and said, "Since the master doesn't want to, then forget it."

In the distance, Zhou Wen curled his lips.

"Gamon didn't dare to go to the Witch God Cult Conference. It seems that the Witch God poses a great threat to him." Zhou Wen guessed in his heart.

His mental power is very strong, and you can hear the conversation between Venerable Yanluo and Master Kamon.

"The six meridians of the Witch God Sect, not every Witch Sect has a magician in charge. The Witch Zhu Sect is already so powerful that there is no Witch King. I guess there is no so-called Witch King in the Witch War Sect, so I feel relieved.

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Zhou Wen also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

If there are six meridians of the Witch God Sect, there are six A-level magicians, and the Zhuque Hall will have to dispatch at least six A-levels.

A-level is not a cabbage, where can I find the six A-levels?

Venerable Lingluo regretfully returned to the stage and said aloud: "Everyone, the thousand-year-old peach wood is effective for a long time. If anyone can invite a magician, my Wu Zhumen will be willing to pay 10 million."

"Your Majesty Lingluo is polite. If we can really invite A-level masters, we will definitely help you." Ji Jian said loudly.

He followed and said, "But I really don't know any A-level masters, so I can only say I'm sorry."

"Honor, I'll leave first."

Ji Jian said, and prepared to leave.

Xun Hanming also stood up at this time and said, "Sir Lingluo, since the auction has ended, we will leave first."

In the distant sky, the figures of several helicopters have been revealed.

These helicopters are the tools to pick up these people down the mountain.

As Ji Jian and Xun Hanming spoke, the others also said goodbye one after another.

Thousand-year peach wood is not an item they can touch, and they won’t think too much about it.

This thing is only available to A-level experts, and it is useless even if you hold it in your hand.

Brother Man stood up with anger on his face.

"Mr. Ulier, the grand event has ended. Please kill Zhou Wen!" Brother Man said in a deep voice.

At this moment, lightning gradually appeared on Urier's body.

These lightnings themselves are his superpowers.

And on his left hand, a guard was completely revealed.

The guards are all dark gold-colored, covered with complicated patterns and runes.

These patterns and runes contain a strange energy.

"What's in his hand?"

"The treasure of the Brotherhood of the Holy Spear?"

"Why does this magic weapon feel scary!"

Many people were shocked by the handguard on Urier's left hand.

That breath has a holy smell.

"Zhou Wen, it's time to break up between you and me!" Urier said loudly facing Zhou Wen.

On the other side, Master Gamon also looked over.

"Zhou Wen, the grudge between you and me is over."

Ye Ruiyong and Mu Xintong looked nervous.

"Zhou Wen, why don't we run away?" Ye Ruiyong asked.

"Where to run?"

"Jumping off the mountain?" Ye Ruiyong said.

"Then you jump, I want to keep a whole body."

Ye Ruiyong was full of black lines, but now is really not the time to joke.

The momentum emitted by Uriel is not inferior to Master Gamon, and it is also at level A.

Even if you are not A-level, your combat effectiveness is still A-level.

The two A-level teams up, how can we fight?

Zhou Wen was also very nervous now, and it seemed like he was having a big time now.

If Master Gammon and Zhou Wen had the confidence to fight, but now there is another Urier.

Looking at the handguard on Ulier's left hand, Zhou Wen felt a little excited.

The Holy Spear Brotherhood is a fine product.

Such a good thing is a pity for Uriel.

It's just a bit difficult now.

"Old Ye, you will take Mu Xintong down directly when you wait." Zhou Wen whispered.

"What do you do?" Ye Ruiyong said anxiously.

"I don't have to worry about it. I can't beat them, so I can still run away."

"But..." Ye Ruiyong frowned, "How can we run?"

Zhou Wen was speechless immediately.

"Let me find a way to go."

"Zhou Wen, be careful all the way." Mu Xintong reminded.

"I will borrow your lucky gem first, and I will return it to you when I go down the mountain." Zhou Wen smiled.

"Um."

Mu Xintong didn't say much, her bodyguard was still in front of her, barely making some use of it.

At this time, the momentum of Master Urier and Master Gamon became more and more solid.

When the momentum reaches its peak, it is time to take action!

At this time, several helicopters in the distance also flew in front of them.

Zhou Wen looked up and suddenly was stunned.

"There's a good show now." He said to himself.
To be continued...