God Soldier Atlas

The existence of the masked people organization makes the entire Huaxia Pavilion feel like people's hearts. Their secrecy is too strong. No one knows whether the people around them are masked people. In fact, it has seriously affected the normal operation of the Huaxia Pavilion. All the soldiers of the Huaxia Pavilion stopped casting soldiers, which made all the orders in the early stage of the Huaxia Pavilion fall into a halt. If it is a short time, it will be fine. If the time is too long, even the Huaxia Pavilion will be greatly affected by those people who may not dare to trouble the Huaxia Pavilion, but the reputation of the Huaxia Pavilion has been established with great difficulty. It's not that easy "this thing has been resolved"

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Zhou Tanran said that since he put on the golden mask, this problem is no longer a problem. The golden mask can sense the "back door" of the world's gods, and it can also sense the existence of other golden masks. People, wearing a golden mask may not have this effect but who is Zhou?

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Guizhou Zhou is one of the strongest forging divisions in the world. He has already passed the backhand of the Dao in the golden mask through the golden mask. Not only has he confirmed the existence of the canopy, he has already transmitted relevant information before this. I gave Mengri a list. If Mengbai still can't do it well, the mask people organization will finally be no longer a problem. They will never trouble Huaxia Pavilion anymore. Huaxia Pavilion's current enemy, It is the remaining three days of the five days, and, especially the latter, that is the real enemy. As for the mastermind behind the art of casting soldiers, that enemy is too strong, and Huaxia Pavilion is not qualified to be an enemy of him. My enemy is only looking at it for a short period of time. I am afraid that the mastermind behind the scenes will not jump out so early, "Is it all right?"

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Shi Songtao's face showed excitement, "That's great!"

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"Fansi's business is over, Pavilion Master, I want to learn a new technique of forging soldiers with you!"

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Shi Songtao bowed and said...

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Ten countries, on the coast of the endless sea, there are hundreds of people scattered on the coast. "Canopy, so you are here too."

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A rough man in his thirties and forties said to another middle-aged man, "How can you not come for such a big thing?"

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The middle-aged man surnamed Song said with a smile, "I just didn't expect that the commander of Daliang Soldier and Ma Sizhe would come to join this Jing. The famous Dongtianjing is stronger than the middle-aged man surnamed Song, who is not a member of the officialdom, but is also a well-known powerhouse. Among the crowd on the coast of the endless sea, people with such a status are everywhere. "It is said that the master of the Huaxia Pavilion used to be there. Dividing the thoughts and sharing the treasures, a warrior got a magic weapon, and since then it has soared into the sky, but it is a pity that the sub-week was destroyed in the war. Don't you want to take a chance?

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"Just so many people"

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The middle-aged man surnamed Song had some vigilance in his eyes, "No matter how many people there are, no one would dare to make trouble here. Brother Song said with a smile, "If you share your thoughts and share your treasures, you might not know it because of chance. The eight swords of Zhennan King, the eight swords chose the master, even Renren Wang Yanghong and Tiandao Sun Fairy were not successful. In the end, a few inconspicuous soldiers in the Huaxia Pavilion Army got Brother Song as an important minister of a country. Naturally, you can get some news that people in the arena can't get. "So, as long as there is a chance, anyone can get the magic weapon. If there is no chance, even if they are as strong as the King of Humans or the Heavenly Sword, won't they still win? You know. , the relationship between the King of Humans and the Heavenly Sabre, and the lord, can no longer be close."

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"Naturally I don't believe in the justice of the prince, the middle-aged man surnamed Song shook his head and said, "It's just that the more people there are, the fewer opportunities will naturally be. With this opportunity, I don't know if I have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and Horse Moon, "Sir, you are from the DPRK, so naturally you don't have to worry, but I'm waiting for this kind of people in the rivers and lakes, and I don't have a magic weapon in my hands, so I can't even sleep well," said the middle-aged Song surnamed with a wry smile. Brother Song nodded. He also understood the mood of the middle-aged man surnamed Song. As a warrior, he didn't have a divine soldier by his side, and it was a conversation that had no academic sense. There were people gathering at the seaside all over the place. The people who knew each other gathered together, waiting for the coming of split thoughts, while calming the restless mood of each white. There was only one middle-aged man who looked abnormal, standing there alone, he did not talk to anyone, and no one talked to him Greetings, as if no one noticed his existence. Especially, he quietly looked at the endless sea, listening to everyone's theories, and a thought flashed in his eyes. I don't know how long it took, suddenly, a bright light, After coming from overseas, there was a roar of wind, and everyone's eyes were dark, and then they were shocked to find that a big mountain fell from the sky!

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"Boom-"

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Everyone avoided one after another. After a while, the mountain fell heavily on the seaside of the endless sea. Everyone looked at the flying mountain, and their faces were full of amazement. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard for them to doubt that someone could move such a mountain. "The strength of the lord is unfathomable."

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The middle-aged man surnamed Song said with emotion, "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

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Si and the middle-aged man surnamed Song had a good relationship and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go into the mountains and try our luck."

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During the conversation, those warriors who were closer to the sub-week had already left for the sub-week, and they did not prevent everyone from entering. According to the news from the Huaxia Pavilion, anyone who handed over the divine weapon of destiny will have it. The opportunity to enter the Huaxia Pavilion once, but today, no one has verified it. In fact, there are so many people, and there are also some people who are fishing in troubled waters. Huaxia Pavilion has not sent people to check, except for this week. The people of Huaxia Pavilion are fundamentally It is not difficult for no one to enter the division, but it is definitely impossible for those who fish in troubled waters to have a chance. The middle-aged Song and brother Song both entered the division unhurriedly, and they are not in a hurry for such a chance. The thing is not to be fast, there is no chance, and it is useless to run fast, so they can't say that they are not in a hurry, but at least they are not in a hurry in their actions. Do you have any impression?"

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Brother Song climbed the steps, looked at the scenery and asked, "I've never seen it before."

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The middle-aged man surnamed Song shook his head. This sub-week is a real mountain with strange peaks and beautiful scenery. I don't know where to move it away. "This mountain is the Tongtian Peak of Jumangtian."

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A voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the two of them and they turned their heads to look, only to see a middle-aged man walking beside them with his hands behind his back, looking around with interest, and said that he could see every distance on the mountain road. When it comes to the figure, someone walks beside them, and it is not surprising that the middle-aged Song surnamed and Brother Song can hear the conversation between the two. The means of entering the secret "Xiongtai has been to Jumangtian?

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Both of them looked at the middle-aged man with some surprise as a middle-aged man surnamed Song and brother Song. Naturally, they knew that Wutian existed, but they had only heard the name of Mangtian, so naturally they had never been there. The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said that the middle-aged man surnamed Song and Brother Song looked at each other. People who can go to Jumangtian must not be special people. They have never been. Haven't heard of it, what is the origin of this person?

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Both of them are old rivers and lakes. Although there were some doubts in their hearts, they didn't say it. Instead, they tried to test each other's identity. The middle-aged man had a clear smile on his face, and he talked a lot when he got up with the two of them. , but after a sloppy thought, he didn't say anything about the middle-aged Song surnamed and brother Song, who both knew that they had met an opponent, and the other party was also an old fritter. They all had smiles on their faces. All that is said is nonsense "Tianpeng knife, there is a knife here, but it is very suitable for you"

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Walking on the mountain road, suddenly, the middle-aged man opened his mouth and said that the middle-aged man surnamed Song Wei Yiyi, looking in the direction of the middle-aged man's finger, he said that his surnamed Song is a slightly thin name, and the other party knew that he was tall. Using a knife is not surprising, but in the direction he pointed, there was only a solitary stone, nothing else, where did the knife come from?

"Brother, are you kidding me?"

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A look of displeasure flashed across the face of the middle-aged man surnamed Song, "The method of the pavilion master of the Huaxia Pavilion is indeed ingenious, and people who have no predestined relationship can't even see it."

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The middle-aged man smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, and a clear light flashed. On the stone that was originally empty, a long knife suddenly appeared. The blade, with a cold glow, looks like a good "this—"

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The middle-aged surname Song and brother Song lived at the same time. Is this all right?

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"Song surname, why don't you hurry up?"

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The middle-aged man whispered that his voice was not loud, but it fell into the ears of the middle-aged man surnamed Song, like Lei Ming, his mind was blank, his body seemed to be out of control, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards the one. The knife grabbed the blade and screamed, as if to resist the middle-aged man surnamed Song. At this moment, a light flashed in the middle-aged man's hole, and the long knife made a grievance cry, and then the light went on to the middle-aged man surnamed Song. The man's hand suddenly fell on the hilt of the long knife."

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With a light sound, the middle-aged man surnamed Song had already pulled out his long sword, and a saber intent rose into the sky. The gust of wind centered on the body of the middle-aged man surnamed Song spread out to the surrounding areas. The first magic weapon appeared. !

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And the person who got it was the middle-aged man surnamed Song!

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Brother Song's face showed a look of envy. In his eyes, a simple light flashed without him. He secretly glanced at the seemingly abnormal middle-aged man. He could see clearly and vaguely, originally a middle-aged surname Song. He couldn't even see the knife, it was this middle-aged man who didn't know what he had done, and then the middle-aged man surnamed Song saw the knife!

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How could this middle-aged man actually be able to get a weekly divine weapon?

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Who the **** is he to be able to do such a thing? !

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In Si's heart, for a while, Cong Gong, who is also the prince of Daliang, found that someone did this kind of thing. Brother Song should report it to Cong Yi. This person can help the middle-aged Song surnamed to get the magic weapon. To help him get the magic weapon, do you rely on your own luck to take advantage of the opportunity, or let this person cheat for him?

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Brother Song was caught in a dilemma. He came here because of the magic weapon. Now there is a 100% chance of getting the magic weapon. Should he take it?

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"who are you?"

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Brother Song gritted his teeth, stared at the middle-aged man, and asked in a deep voice, "It's just a passerby."

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The man smiled slightly and looked up at the sky, "Brother, this sword is for you."

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With a flick of his sleeve, a ray of light flashed. In front of the mountain road, a sword showed Brother Song's breathing, and it suddenly became heavy. The next moment, the middle-aged man in front of him suddenly disappeared.

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In the air, standing in the air with a dignified expression, he looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of him who was not studying, and said coldly, "Is it interesting?"

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"Marshal Si of the dignified heaven, is it fun to play a few caves?

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He stared at each other without blinking, his tone was as cold as ice, "Playing?"

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The middle-aged man shook his head slightly and said, "I'm just curious about your split weeks."

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Baoyan, a famous man in the ancient heaven, now looks like a wealthy rich man. From the outside, it is impossible to tell that this person is the marshal of the ancient heaven. Marshal, it is intentional to appear in front of him so ignorantly. Apart from him, Marshal Baoyan will come with a special momentum like Marshal Peng, but now it seems that he does not want to embarrass him "You stand up." Zhou, it is a good idea to give a gift to someone who is destined to be a magic weapon, but it is too much to do.”

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Marshal Baoyan looked at it, and said that he didn't know why, but he saw a hint of relief in his eyes, and this Marshal Baoyan was not him!

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"Isn't it too much? It's not too much to send the magic weapon directly to them?"

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With a cold voice, "The magic weapon made by this king is not that cheap yet!

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"If it wasn't for the weakness of the human race and the desire for this king's magic weapon, the price they would pay would be even greater."

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"This matter, this king does not need to explain to you that the dignified Marshal of Heavenly Court Baoyan does not go to the world behind the door with everyone in the heavenly court, and stay in this world, what exactly do you want to do?

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Looking at Marshal Baoyan, he said coldly, "It's an enemy or a friend, draw it down."

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Although he is not ready to face Marshal Baoyan yet, but everyone has come to him, so he won't be strong. So what if Marshal Baoyan is stronger?

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Marshal Peng was also very strong, but in the end, didn't he just die?

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"I am not your enemy"

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Marshal Baoyan had a grumpy face and said, "If I don't go there, there is a reason why I don't go there. I'm here because I have something I want to give you."

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He looked at it with a frank look in his eyes, "What?"

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He frowned slightly, he didn't know much about this Marshal Baoyan, and Marshal Baoyan suddenly appeared. Nine times out of ten, he caught his attention when he took his real power. If so, he should have come to ask the guilt. Yes, but looking at him, it seems that he doesn't mind that Marshal Baoyan is very mysterious. There are traces of him behind many things in the past, what kind of person he is, and what plans he has. Knowing that everyone in the ancient heaven was not so deep towards him, and now hearing him say that he has something for him, his heart is full of doubts, "This thing is Marshal Baoyan, and a dazzling light suddenly lit up on his body. I was shocked, and subconsciously, I stabbed a "ding" with a sword.

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A nine-toothed nail suddenly appeared on Marshal Baoyan's hand~www.readwn.com~ just to block the broken sword and a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out. It is to inject all the spiritual elements in the body into the "one" of the nine-toothed nails.

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The nine-toothed nail seemed to be unbearable, and there were cracks on it. I felt a somewhat raw fluctuation, from Marshal Baoyan's body to the nine-toothed nail, and then he saw Marshal Baoyan's face showing With a smile, his arm slammed the nine-toothed nail, and flew towards him with a solemn expression, the broken sword slashed forward, and when the sword light touched the nine-toothed nail, the nine-toothed nail exploded. Marshal Si's natal weapon is broken!

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This is not self-destruction, it is more like self-mutilation in the midst of the shattering of nine-toothed nails. The golden mask on his face suddenly appeared, and a group of starlight, pulled by the golden mask, fell on him before it was too late to react. "What I want to give you is the true power of me"

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Marshal Baoyan used to look like a middle-aged man, but now, his hair has turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, his face has wrinkles, and his whole person has become a little old. It seems that time is special for him. He has changed from a middle-aged man to a gray-haired old man. He even saw that Marshal Baoyan's body, learning from his feet, is changing little by little. Cheng Feihui has no real power, his lifespan has come to an end, he is completely disappearing from this world "It's a pity, I didn't see her again, it's better not to see her, rather than to be sad, let her feel at ease. Leaving this world, Marshal Baoyan muttered to himself, his eyes filled with memories.

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