With undead skills, I can read files infinitely

If it is not a related household, I am afraid that not only will you lose your job, but you will also be locked up in a small dark room...

He looked at Gu An resentfully.

Hearing the loud sirens all around, Gu An breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the red mist hadn't arrived yet, so there was still time.

"What's the matter?"

Less than ten seconds from the time the bell rang.

A powerful aura emerged.

Gu An felt that the bangs on his forehead seemed to have drifted at that moment...

I saw an old Taoist in Taoist robes who looked like he was sixty years old, with a long sword on his back, standing beside the man who led the way.

The old Taoist has white hair and beard, expressionless face, and looks like a master of the immortal family.

No one knows how the old way appeared, it can only be explained that when the martial artist is strong to the extreme, the speed is greatly improved...

The old Taoist appeared in less than a second.

Then, a monk appeared.

The old monk has a pair of white eyebrows, wears a red cassock, has a kind face, and stands there with his hands folded.

Different from the eyes of the old man who ignored everything, he curiously looked at Zhao Wutian who was behind Gu An.

Especially the Great Compassion Curse in Zhao Wutian's hand, he even took a few more glances...

The man who led the way stood up with trembling legs and pointed at Gu An: "Seniors, he pressed it..."

The old Taoist and the old monk looked over at the same time.

If Gu An can't give an explanation today, they must use some means.

Gu An did not explain, but silently pointed to the sky.

The two looked up, their expressions changed on the spot, and they became serious.

"The newly arrived crack? Just appeared here?"

The old man had a gloomy face, talking to himself.

The old monk shook his head: "It's not like, besides, there is a hole in the sky, the cracks will not come here..."

The old Taoist frowned: "What could that be?"

At this moment, the man who led the way understood why Gu An wanted to take away the emergency button.

He's not stupid, he knew it was difficult to deal with Hong Wu's posture, if Gu An hadn't discovered it early, according to the characteristics of the crack, the emergency button would definitely fail in time.

"This Taoist priest is called Zhang Yiyi, and he is from the Taoist Association."

"This master's name is Wu, and he comes from the Buddhist Association."

"The two seniors have been in the ninth rank for decades, and it is said that they are almost two hundred years old..."

The man who led the way walked to Gu An's side, and introduced him with a look of admiration.

He looked proud: "These two seniors are also among the top-level existences among the ninth-rank warriors. They have been responsible for guarding the 'Cave Heaven' for these years."

"To see two seniors make a move today, we are lucky!"

Gu An didn't speak, but watched silently. There are two ninth-rank warriors here, and they should be able to suppress the existence in the red mist.

Chapter 29 I Need an Old Driver

"I haven't shot for many years, today I just relax..."

The old Taoist stood in the wind with his sword drawn, his Taoist robe fluttering, and his other hand holding his white beard, looking so casual and natural.

"Amitabha."

The old monk and the old Taoist stood side by side.

Both of them seemed to be careless, but in fact they were fully prepared.

The man who led the way said excitedly from behind: "This is a rare opportunity. Although I don't understand it, as warriors, if you observe carefully, you will definitely learn a lot!"

Gu An didn't speak, but he still approved of the man's words in his heart.

The fat man who has been talking the most nonsense is also very quiet at this time.

He felt that what happened today could be bragged about, so he couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, not wanting to miss every second.

The combination of two ninth-rank martial artists is still the top group, which is a rare encounter in decades.

"This aura, this posture, awesome..."

The fat man muttered excitedly.

The others didn't speak, and they still agreed with Fatty's words in their hearts.

That Hong Wu also seemed to have discovered the difference between an old Taoist and a monk.

The red ropes all over the sky, accompanied by the red mist, swept over the sky and covered the sky, and made some strange sounds, as if countless souls were wailing.

The target is these two ninth-rank warriors.

"bring it on."

The old Taoist waved his sword and played a beautiful sword flower.

With a calm expression and a calm tone, it was as if a wooden stake was erected there.

The old monk did not say a word, but stood on the spot with his palms folded.

Behind him, indistinctly, there was the roar of a tiger.

The man leading the way said excitedly: "This is the bloodline 'Fu Hu' that Master Liao Wu obtained in the 'Cave Heaven' back then!"

"There is also Zhang Yidao, who seems to be called 'Sword Pile'!"

Hearing this, Gu An looked forward to the next battle.

A ninth-rank martial artist with a bloodline body can also reach this level, but it takes time...

The red mist has finally arrived.