Chapter 3877
More than a hundred wild dogs rushed up, and all of them were licking their teeth and drooling.
Ling Han faintly smiled, a Dao Qi swaying, p膩 p膩 p膩, more than a hundred wild dogs fell into disarray.
What, get it?
The people on the wall are not shocked and unbelievable.
This is too amazing. In their eyes, like a demon-like wild dog, they all fell down all at once.
What happened?
They looked at Ling Han. Although they didn’t know what happened, they thought it was definitely related to this man.
Some people bravely came out and circled the wild dog group, and then became even more shocked.
“All dead,” he said.
Soon, the people in the village rushed out and surrounded Ling Han. One by one seemed to look like a god.
鈥淵our Excellency!鈥?These villagers are all falling down. 鈥淎re you a priest from Karish?鈥?/p>
What the hell?
Ling Han pretended to be high and waved, and first entered the village.
Everyone quickly kept up, and there were three or four positions behind them, which seemed to be pious.
After entering the village, Ling Han discovered that there was a row of steps on the inside of the wall. These people just stood on the steps.
However, everything is too primitive. The former wild dog is not a beast, but an ordinary beast, and none of the villagers here is a Martial Artist, so even ordinary wild dogs can’t beat it.
Ling Han started to talk and quickly learned what he needed to know.
The villagers here live here for generations, mainly for hunting and grazing, and their greatest enemy is the carnivores on the grasslands.
There are many villages like them on this prairie, but there are demarcated territories between them. Unless they encounter a great disaster, they will not enter the territory of the other side.
Every once in a while, they will go to Karish in exchange for some salt and medicine.
Karish, a town where there is a powerful priest who can lead the thunder in the sky to kill the evil people. Therefore, Karish also developed from a small village into a small town, trading platform for the exchange of materials for each village. It is also a holy place in the hearts of all the villagers.
For the villagers, if they can move to Karish, they will not have to be scared every day, because a large-scale beast attack, their homes may be gone.
Ling Han’s heart moves, igniting the thunder in the sky to kill people?
Is that a Martial Artist?
After he learned more about the situation, he set off to go to Karish.
In just two hours, Ling Han came to the holy land of the people of this grassland.
This water was built and formed a small town. It was really small, and it was like hundreds of people.
However, compared to the village, it is already a big place.
Ling Han has been replaced by the costumes of the grassland villagers. He quietly blends in and plans to explore the strength of the priest first. He does not want to be the grass to scare the snake.
The priest was honored as the Thunder High Priest, and his real name was untestable. He became a high priest for almost 20 years and lived in one of the most luxurious houses in the town.
Of course, this mansion is also relatively speaking. It can be called a mansion here, but if it is put outside, it can only be said to be ordinary.
He released the Sea of 鈥嬧€婥onsciousness and swept it in the mansion.
Hey, he didn’t find anything about Martial Artist. Everyone’s life aura is very weak, just like ordinary people.
Is that high priest not there?
Or, the other side is so strong that he can’t sense it at all?
Ling Han thought about it and decided to be cautious. He took out the void skin and put it on his body, then sneaked into the mansion.
He soon discovered a middle-aged man, who was almost fifty years old, with a big belly and a colorful dress, which was very exaggerated.
In the house, everyone is respectful and even awesome to this middle-aged man.
Hey, is he the Thunder High Priest?
Ling Han started to look at it carefully, which is clearly a mortal.
How can a mortal seduce the Thunder to kill?
Ling Han put away the void skin and strode toward the middle-aged man.
“who are you?”
“How did you get in?”
There were a lot of servants here, and when Ling Han appeared, he was shocked and questioned him, but although he was surprised, no one was afraid.
Because their master is the Thunder High Priest, the representative of the gods in the world.
“You are the Thunder High Priest?” Ling Han looked at the middle-aged man.
“Since I know who I am, I don’t want to hurry down!” The middle-aged man was shouted, his face showing an unpleasant color.
Hey, is this guy really a Thunder High Priest?
Ling Han lightly smiled: “What is the qualification of a mortal person?”
The middle-aged man was furious and pointed to Ling Han. He rushed, and suddenly a lightning flashed out like a divine aura, slamming toward Ling Han.
interesting.
Ling Han reached out and grabbed it. The lightning fell into his hands, and when it disappeared for a while, it completely lost its luster.
puff!
How did the middle-aged man see the ghost look?
The foolproof lightning was actually caught in the hands, but the other side was nothing!
Ling Han is also very strange, said: “You are just a mortal, but you can play the thunder energy of the cast level. Obviously, you have a treasure on your body. But what kind of implement can actually let the mortal control?”
The middle-aged man did not fully understand the words of Ling Han, but the meaning was known, and the other side saw his details.
He couldn’t help but touch the ring on his hand, and pointed at Ling Han: “If you don’t respect the gods, this priest will give you a capital punishment!”
Here, another lightning bolt came over.
Ling Han grabbed it at random and annihilated the lightning.
He strode forward and forced him toward the middle-aged man.
Not to mention the middle-aged man, all the servants are also horrified.
Is this a demon walking in the world? Otherwise, how could it be that even the messenger of the gods and the high priest of the Thunder could not help him.
The middle-aged man pointed at Ling Han and pointed out that a path of lightning was played one after another, but the power was not as good as one.
Ling Han walked over and grabbed the middle-aged man and took the ring down.
However, this ring is very ordinary.
Ling Han thought about it and opened the decorative beads on the ring. I saw that there was a stone with a size of rice, which was blue and blue with a thunder.
Here, the power of the Thunder came over and made Ling Han’s palms a hemp. He almost couldn’t hold the Little Stone.
However, after he opened the light curtain of the stars, the power of the Thunder would not affect him.
It is this thing that makes the middle-aged man able to play the power of the Thunder.
Ling Han lightly smiled, said: “Come, let me introduce it.” nt
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