Chapter 1895: One of the Ten Divine Artifacts
o be on the safe side, I will set off for Tianmo Wucheng immediately to prevent them from escaping."The Four Sides Prince let out a slight sigh of relief, and said: "Old Ling personally went to the He..."Go back."
Before they had gone very far, the Grand Master of Ceremonies pulled the Second Grand Master of Ceremonies back.
"What should I go back and do" Ershikong was at a loss.
"Stupid, you haven't even claimed the spoils yet." The Grand Marshal said with gleaming eyes.
Upon hearing this, the two military advisors were instantly speechless, their dark faces becoming even darker.
Upon returning to the battlefield, Grand Marshal immediately got to work, putting away every soldier and every Holy Origin Orb into his spatial ring.
"Hee hee, they're all good stuff, almost forgot about them." With a beaming smile on his chubby, white face, the Grand Strategist tucked away each treasure.
One of his greatest hobbies is collecting all kinds of treasures, even if he doesn't need them, just looking at them makes him happy.
Even before I left the Sikong Chan Temple, it was like this. After so many years, nothing has changed.
"Big brother, we've been surrounded again." Er Sikong said in a dull tone.
The Grand Marshal looked astonished, raising his head and saying, "What's the situation Wasn't it just a batch that was wiped out How did another batch appear"
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It is obvious that his status is higher than the Undead Blood Clan Leader who was killed by the previous two Grand Marshals, and he has more powerful subordinates.
Having said that, he wanted to call the two Grand Marshals away.
The Undead Blood Clan Saint King, holding a spear aloft, pointed at the Grand Marshal and shouted coldly, "Bald Donkey, do you think I'm an idiot Don't act crazy in front of me. If you kill my Undead Blood Clan warriors, you must pay with your life."
The Grand Marshal shook his head and sighed, "Patron, your murderous intent is too heavy. How can you not believe what I say You must know..."
As the Grand Marshal droned on and on, a blood-red lightning bolt streaked down from the heavens.
"Wow." The Grand Marshal cried out in surprise, dodging to the side with lightning speed.
The was like a living thing, always following me, no matter how hard I tried to escape.
In the midst of chaos, a blood-red lightning bolt struck the Grand Marshal's bald head directly.
The crimson lightning was powerful, capable of striking the Grand Marshal's head, yet it did not inflict any damage upon him, not even breaking his skin.
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Although it was just a casual strike, given his status as the Eight Steps Saint King, he could have easily killed many Saint Kings. However, the blow landed on the Grand Marshal and didn't even cause a scratch, proving that this monk is no ordinary individual.
Such a powerful monk appearing near the King of Hades' Sword Tomb is definitely not normal. There must be something wrong with this.
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Er Si Kong shook his head, a cold expression on his face. "If you want to go, go ahead. It was all your doing anyway."
"I'm your senior brother, you do whatever I tell you to do, get up quickly." The Great Marshal glared and urged.
"My, my. You've grown quite bold, haven't you Learning to talk back already" the Grand Minister said, his voice laced with a hint of irritation.
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