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Chapter 183 Bubble

In Zhou Fan's opinion, it is obviously more cost-effective to obtain the fighting section through fishing.

But the sneer on the foggy face said: "You're thinking a little bit more. As you said, even if you go forward ten meters, nine big gray insects can make four baits, it is indeed a high probability that they can catch the fighting section skills, but going forward ten meters only has the possibility of fishing the fighting section skills, and it is not necessarily the fighting section skills of the blood gold route."

"If you want to catch the fight-stage technique of the Blood Gold route 100%, you must advance ten meters, that is, twenty meters. You need four small gray worms to advance twenty meters. If you count, you will only be eight big gray worms and three small gray worms left."

"The bait needs to double the number of gray worms. Four big gray worms catch fish once, and then you only have two fishing opportunities. If you want to catch the fighting skills twice... I think it's a bit difficult."

The smile on Zhou Fan's face gradually solidified, and he didn't expect it to be so troublesome.

"Besides, even if you can lucky enough to catch the fight section of the Blood Gold Route..." Wu shook his head with a smile, "The fight section of the Blood Gold Route can also be divided into high and low. What I provide to you is not the best, but it is definitely the top one."

"What kind of fighting skills are you doing?" Zhou Fan couldn't help but ask when he heard this.

Wu just glanced at Zhou Fan. He spread his left hand and the floating mist gathered towards his left hand. Soon a tiny dragon appeared in his hand.

The dragon body is only the size of an index finger, with golden horns, four pairs of golden claws, golden tentacles, and golden dragon tail. The only dragon scales on its body are red and purple. It is lying in the palm of the foggy hand, and the dragon head slightly raised its head and scanned around.

"This is..." Zhou Fan looked at the golden dragon in the fog's palm, and his face showed a look of surprise. He said it well, why did he suddenly take a dragon out?

Wu looked at the little dragon on his left palm and said, "Whether the blood gold route is powerful or not depends on the blood gold. This little dragon is a kind of blood gold. It is called "Purple Spirit Golden Dragon". It has a rare blood gold. There are very few blood gold that can rival it..."

Zhou Fan's eyes became a little hot, and he didn't expect that the Blood Gold would be so supernatural.

"The fight-stage technique "Purple Gold Eight Armors" is a battle-stage technique that is matched with the Purple Spirit Golden Dragon. It was created by the sages for the blood gold and can condense eight different forms of armor. Such technique and blood gold only contain nine big gray insects, which is considered a bargain for you." Wu said calmly.

Zhou Fan was silent and said after a while: "Let me think about it again."

The combat skills of the Purple Gold Eight Armor are indeed very good, even beyond Zhou Fan's imagination, but these are nine big gray insects. If they are all given fog, they will be gone for the time being. If they want to fish, they will not be able to catch them any longer.

Even if Zhou Fan is anxious, he will not be anxious in these two days. He will take advantage of these two days to stabilize the high-level outbreak, take cold flame wine to cultivate the yang energy, and then slowly think about this matter.

The fog didn't say anything anymore. With a flip of his left hand, the purple spirit golden dragon turned into the fog and dissipated. He thought Zhou Fan would agree in the end.

Early in the morning, Zhou Fan arrived at the patrol team and thought about the fight.

After the patrol team had enough manpower, after several days of exercise, it became normal.

Zhou Fan no longer needs to be stationed in a place, but only needs to inspect and supervise occasionally, so that the patrol members will not be lazy.

After Zhou Fan patrolled for a while, he practiced his sword skills as usual, but he didn't practice the sword skills for a while, and suddenly a very sharp sound came from the distance.

The high-frequency and sharp sizzling sound made Zhou Fan feel dizzy and his hair stood up.

He put down the knife and covered his ears, which made him feel much better.

The man beside him was so shocked by the sound that he rolled on the grass.

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly and looked out to the wild. The sound came from the wild. What happened in the wild?

What kind of monster makes such a special cry?

The high-frequency sharp sound passed quickly.

However, colorful light appeared in the wild high altitude where the sound spreads from the west of Sanqiu Village. The colorful light looked like a flowing aperture, like a huge bubble, and the color gave people a strange greasy feeling.

Zhou Fan looked at the diffusing aperture from a high altitude in the distance, and frowned slightly.

Dong...dong...dong...dong...

If a huge hammer hits the drum, the guard drum in the village sounded.

Zhou Fan's face changed drastically. The only thing that could make the Wei Gu sound was a monster of blood resentment, but he could not see any monsters in his eyes.

No patrol members sent out critical signal flares.

Dong...dong...dong...dong...

The guard drum continued to beat, spreading to every corner of Sanqiu Village, and this time it seemed that it would never stop.

Before Zhou Fan could think too much, he rushed towards the patrol camp, and the brother ran with him.

Zhou Fan just felt something was wrong all over. This time it was even more unusual than the ghost bride!

The ghost bride can still see the monster, but where is the monster this time?

Zhou Fan soon arrived at the camp, and Lu Kui and Mao Fushi, who were on duty, had already stood under the guard drum.

The skin of the Weigu animal was still vibrating continuously, making a loud and rapid sound of thunder. The sound of the drum was trembling like thunder.

Zhou Fan showed a look of surprise. Last time he faced a ghost who was approaching the realm of blood resentment, it only rang three times. Now it didn't know how many sounds it made. What kind of monster made Wei Gu make so many sounds?

Master Mao jumped up gently and pasted a yellow paper talisman on the heart of the drum. Four diagonal talisman lines spread out from the talisman, completely covering the guard drum, and the drum sound stopped.

"Master Mao, this is..." Lu Kui's face became very ugly. He thought he would never hear the sound of the Wei drum in his life, but after hearing it last time, he heard it for the second time so soon.

Once the guard drum sounds, it means the disaster of destroying the village, and this time it keeps ringing.

Master Mao Fu ignored Lu Kui, he just looked at the colorful aperture floating in that direction with a serious expression.

People kept coming back in the camp, and the patrol team members were coming back. Even Huang Fu Shi and Luo Litian in the village rushed over.

The ordinary people in the village heard the sound of the gusts and were already in chaos, but no one in the camp could care about these people.

Seeing that all the members of the patrol team were back, Lu Kui counted the number of people, and there was no shortage. He asked at the urging of the two tale masters.

As a result, after all the team members reported, there was no strange attack on the village.

Lu Kui glanced at the two talisman masters, and Huang talisman master said calmly: "Let them all return to their respective positions to guard them. Once any abnormality is discovered, send a signal flare."

Lu Kui shouted a few words loudly, and the ordinary patrol team instantly scattered and continued patrolling.

Only Zhou Fan and other warriors are left behind.
Chapter completed!
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