"I'm broke, I'm really broke."

Thunder looked at the dimensional ring that had lost its golden glow, his face dark.

Even now, Sa Qia was still shocked by Lei's extravagant means. He really did not know how he managed to get so many gold coins. It had to be known that that was 25 gold coins! If it were to be piled up, it could easily be turned into a gold mountain.

What Ka Luolinuo was worried about was not this, but carefully reminded: "Sir Thunder, Ka Luolinuo already felt that something was amiss on the street. I'm afraid that the so called Vault Patriarch La Aofu has already arranged everything, ready to leave Sir Thunder here."

"I was even afraid that he wouldn't come!"

Thunder's heart was bleeding. Now that someone had run into his spear head, it was definitely a disaster. Thunder viciously said, "I hope that idiot can bring a few gold coins and give me some compensation. If not, I will call his life a living hell."

Sa Qia and the rest shivered when they heard this.

Suddenly, Sa Qia wondered if the Dragon Knight who always wore his smile on his face also possessed the blood of the Hell-black dragon, and was related to Lord Aegean Suo Lun in some way.

Walking out of the street.

Thunder and the others were keenly aware that all of the civilians on the streets had run away. The remaining people were all conceited and of some standard. Some were here to watch the show, while others were here to see if there was anything cheap to pick up.

"You don't have to come out."

Thunder did not turn back, but everyone knew who he was talking about.

Sa Qia replied indifferently: "It doesn't matter, even though I'm weak, it's not enough to make people look down on me. And my existence will prevent the worst from happening and ensure that our relationship continues to develop smoothly. "

Thunder liked to talk to smart people, it was the same for the two of them. It was the same for Ai Likesen and the same for Sa Qia.

If even Sa Qia was acting in such a way, then naturally, Thunder would not need to think about anything else.

Thunder, who was neither fast nor slow, had a calm demeanor. He walked along the road and pointed at the surrounding people. He even occasionally teased one or two of the wretched Behemoths.

When they were about to reach the middle of the street and had completely left the jurisdiction of the Gold Chamber of Commerce, a pressuring that felt like it was pressed down by a mountain came from the sky.

The face of Patriarch Wou, La Aofu, who was standing atop a colored butterfly that was as big as a huge dragon, coldly looked down at Lei Lei in a condescending manner, and mocked: "Brat, you don't know your limits, to actually dare to snatch a magicrystal sphere from me. It looks like you don't know what it feels like to be a Bucharest's butterfly anymore."

Thunder didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The world was big and full of wonders. Although Thunderclap had seen many arrogant and conceited people before, none of them were so arrogant to the point of being shameless. In Thunderclap's eyes, the only people who could act so arrogantly in this world in front of him were the Extremely powerful s who had stepped into the Saints, and the La Aofu and Bucharest's butterfly in front of him were not one of them.

Could it be that La Aofu didn't even need to think about it, and completely ignored him, and even casually threw out a bottle of perfect therapeutic agent and two hundred and fifty thousand gold coins at him?

Thunder believed that if La Aofu were to persevere past the end, he would definitely regret what he had said and would definitely not appear here. It was a pity that there were no 'ifs' in this world, as they had always been rampant, and he felt that Thunder, with his insignificant Quasi-Eighth Order cultivation, was not even in his eyes at all. Furthermore, he had the protection of Bucharest's butterfly s.

Lai Yinsi unrestrainedly evaluated: "Boss, this Bucharest's butterfly has not reached the last stage. It is still not the existence of the Saints, and is probably just a Bucharest's butterfly that has just levelled up to the peak. If it is one of the Saints's Bucharest's butterfly, their body size would at least be reduced by half, and they would not be able to feel any fluctuations of their mind at all, and they would have completely reached the realm of hazy sun. "

Even though he had lost his eyes, Lai Yinsi, who had a much clearer mind, could see that what he saw was completely straight to the point.

Bucharest's butterfly were not born Saints s, they also had weaknesses. In times of weakness, they needed to be like the other Magical Beast, and they needed a perfect promotion process. The legendary Bucharest's butterfly s were super Magical Beast s that entered the Saints. Their bodies were relatively small, but they were able to achieve the effect of stealth, whether it was day or night. This effect of stealth did not come from one's own body, but rather acted on the enemies, causing them to deceive themselves. This was because its spiritual force was already powerful to the point of creating large illusions, hiding the world's aura.

Lei nodded, showing that he understood.

La Aofu did not bother to listen in on Lai Yinsi's words, nor did he care about their expressions, and said: "You reckless brat, for the sake of the Wolf Family, as long as you hand over the magicrystal sphere, I can forgive you for today's crime, if I do not, I will let you experience what is called humiliation!"

"So much nonsense!"

Thunder nonchalantly responded, causing La Aofu's expression to instantly change.

La Aofu's face was first filled with astonishment, although he was replaced by anger, he did not care about the face of the Wolf Family. A loud and clear song immediately sounded, and the Evil Halo of the Siren's Weak Song faintly condensed.

It could make the enemy weaker, the Evil Halo type Siren's Weakness Song was a high level battle song that only the Scepter's Worshipper could use, even La Aofu needed to cast it quickly to be able to use it, it was impossible to reach the Silencing Realm.

Of course, La Aofu's song of the Siren's Weakness was not something that the Scepter Priests could compare to. His Scepter Sacrifice could cover a large area, and its effect was even more outstanding than the Scepter's Sacrifice.

It was a pity that La Aofu was not able to silently make his move, so he posed no threat to the lightning bolts.

To Thunder, the Battle Song was just a disguised magical incantation. It was only sung by a song, and in essence, it was still the same. If that was the case, then there was a flaw, and that gap could be exploited. Thunder's current movement was his attack on this gap.

Clang!

An icy cold light swept across La Aofu's face, bringing along a trail of blood. La Aofu's war song had also been interrupted by this sneak attack that he could not even feel. If not for the fact that La Aofu's singing power was at its peak and there was a spiritual force that was beyond the same level as the Guardian, he would have already suffered a backlash from the singing power.

The most terrifying thing was that, just now, if it wasn't for the natural protection of the Bucharest's butterfly's mental barrier which twisted the trajectory of the cold light at the most crucial moment, it wouldn't have brushed by his face just now and hit him squarely in the forehead.

La Aofu who was afraid of what he was thinking of did not waste time with words, he immediately crushed a magicrystal sphere, then revealed a blood colored net that was big enough to cover the entire barrel of rice, directly pouncing towards Lei's group.

Thunder's eyes flashed with a cold light.

The speed of this blood colored net wasn't very fast, but it was enough to restrain the lightning here. This was because the people behind the thunder didn't have his frightening movement techniques. If this blood-colored giant net was just an ordinary magic net, then Thunder wouldn't be so shocked. But the problem was that this giant net not only contained a surging blood magic, but also a poison that couldn't be distinguished. It seemed to be condensed from a highly toxic blood, and the only way left for Thunder to block it was by force.

Never would he have thought that La Aofu still had such a method up his sleeve, and even hid a magicrystal sphere. However, the thunder did not have any regrets. He used his bare hands to form a white ice crystal and without any fancy tricks, it hit the core of the blood net.

Clank!

The blood net produced a sound of glass shattering before transforming into blood arrows that rained down.

The speck of blood instantly lost its original attack trajectory. Not only the blood arrow, but even the surrounding magic power had been crazily devoured. Even the Bucharest's butterfly high up in the sky couldn't help but show signs of tilting its body.

This kind of devilish technique was indeed worthy to be compared with Zhu Yuyan's.

But La Aofu did all these just to prepare for the upcoming battles. Flames filled the sky as they shot over, even more vicious than the blood arrow just now. The lightning could deeply feel that these flames were terrifying flames which could burn one's soul. Perhaps they were the flames that the legendary Beamon's offering had ignited at the last moment of his life, a sacrificial fire that could cleanse all evils. But to have so many sacrificial fire s, was definitely something that everyone present would normally see. It was also something that all the Priests present had witnessed in their lives.

Before the sacrificial fire had reached, Thunder had already felt his soul being stared at. His entire body was in a terrible state, as if he felt his soul was on fire, as if he would disappear at any time.

At this time, only then did Thunder learn how terrifying the Behemoths were. Forget about everything else, just the power of the sacrificial fire itself was enough to instantly kill any enemy below the peak level.

"sacrificial fire!"

Sa Qia roared, but there was nothing he could do, he could only watch as death approached.

Waiting to die was not the personality of Thunder. All they saw was the thunder condensing another white ice crystal. However, this time it was much larger than the first two times. Seeing the sacrificial fire shooting down from the sky in all directions, the most dangerous and critical moment had already arrived. Suddenly, that white ice crystal exploded, sending points of ice crystal flying in the opposite direction towards the sacrificial fire.

Puff … -

As soon as the white ice crystal hit the sacrificial fire, it melted away like fire touching snow.

La Aofu had never encountered such a situation before, nor had he heard that the sacrificial fire had such a method of deactivation. Furthermore, he had never heard of any type of ice crystal in this world that could melt the sacrificial fire that could even burn souls.

After waking up, Sa Qia saw that La Aofu was not at all weak and tired, how could he not know what had happened? He roared again, "La Aofu! It turns out that the despicable thief who stole the sacrificial fire from the Ravensburg Temple fourteen years ago was you, let's see how you will explain it to the temple! "

So those were not La Aofu's own sacrificial fire, no wonder he was willing to go all out.

Since the sacrificial fire was ignited by the Beamon's offering at the last moment of his life and could cleanse all the evil Warlord's fury, then the price he had to pay was naturally not something that could be ignored. Unless La Aofu had a divine object like the spring of life, he would not be able to unleash so many sacrificial fire s, let alone the fact that after using them, he would not feel weak or tired at all.

How could La Aofu still care so much? His malevolent expression and his blood-red eyes already signified that he had decided to give up everything, and that he must bury this despicable enemy here.

Perhaps it was because they felt their master La Aofu's anger, the Bucharest's butterfly did its best to flap its two pairs of colorful wings, causing a gust of wind to blow across the ground, making everything in a sorry state. And the lightning, which was the target of their attacks, naturally found it difficult to escape from this tornado technique that was comparable to Fifth Stage.

"Aroma!"

Sa Qia's reminder in the face of danger, woke Thunder and the others up as if they had just woken up from a dream. They knew why a dignified Bucharest's butterfly would make such meaningless movements.