The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 1257: Twelve Patrol

Starry Fortress.

There is a palace called Patrol Hall on the ninth floor of hell.

The interior is equipped with twelve seats, corresponding to twelve subdivisions: Ugly, C, D, etc.

That's right.

This is where the twelve patrols gather on weekdays.

As owners of only a second fortress, these twelve powerful men are responsible not only for the capture of prisoners, but also for the management of nine layers of hell on weekdays.

There are numerous video arrays in the patrol hall that provide everything in prison in real time.

At this moment, several high-powered people are either kicking their legs or sitting on a chair with their chins behind their back and their eyes locked in the surveillance.

What are you looking at?

Look at eight layers of hell.

Look at the King's smile that just came in.

It turns out the dog broke into the second and third floors from the first floor, which has already caught their attention.

Patrols make it impossible to deliberately stop them, because the existence of a transmission array connecting below in hell suggests that such behaviour is permissible.

However.

It didn't occur to them that a bald man would fight from the first floor to the eighth floor, and he was very good at fighting and fighting!

Especially with Qin Lin dyeing the song, running all the way... If the image array is not turned off in time, I'm afraid it will blow up on the spot.

“Boss. ”

A patrol called "C" made him say: "Shall I report it to the master? ”

Nine levels of hell are allowed to break through, but it's a bit awesome to hit from the first floor to the eighth.

Sitting in front of him, the thief frowning eyes and the obscene man shook his hand, "The master is injured and is not allowed to be disturbed. ”

He's code-named.

Twelve patrols making the boss.

“ …… ”

(c) Silenced.

Master never left the Fortress. Why did he get hurt? And I'm afraid it won't hurt a lot after so long.

“Boss. ”

"'Who hurt my master?" said the ugly angel. ”

His words are also very much what others would like to ask.

The child shook his head: “I don't know, but it hurts the master. Our strength is above us. ”

“ …… ”

Everyone was surprised.

The murderer who hurts his master is above us. Will he not reach the upper realm?

Why stay in the dust? Has he lost his fame and his desire?

“Boss. ”

At this point, a patrol walked into the palace and said: "The Seven have just sent intelligence to wipe out the Dark Demon King of the Ravaged Uranus. ”

Ugly surprised the others.

The envoy asked, "Who erased it? ”

Someone pointed to the light screen and said: "Seven has passed on the portrait of each other. ”

The image of a young man wearing a black robe gradually appeared in the early twenties of the year in the impression array just ahead!

That's right.

It's King Chang laughing.

“The Dark Demon King is the evil spirit of the universe of dust, comparable in strength to the top level of the median breach, will be solved by a hairless guy?” (c) called into question.

The child said: “The image is given by Old Seven. It will definitely not go wrong. Perhaps the other party looks young, but it is actually an old monster who likes to dress young. ”

That statement was endorsed by all.

In the universe of dust, there are warriors who have lived for thousands of years and who must be shown the body of a young man.

It's understandable, but unbearable, some people with very different personalities like to change their own gender!

For example…

The crowd unconsciously looked to the side of the mob.

This is the only woman in the twelve patrols who has a national scent and cannot be overdescribed.

“Look what I did!” D wrinkled Willow Eyebrow.

“Shit!”

(c) I couldn't help but growl: “Can you turn your voice into a female cavity too! ”

“I'd love to. Do you mind? ”

“ …… ”

(c) Make the fist grip tight.

If it weren't for the boss, he would have done it already. He would have turned it into a boy, not a daughter.

“Gentlemen. ”

The child asked, "Have you seen this man? ”

“No.”

Everyone shook their heads.

Over the years, they have been enforcing the laws of the universe of dust. They have seen many strong men, but they are strangers to this young man.

“Strange. ”

The son was quite confused: “If we can destroy the Dark Lord, it means that this man is not universal. Why have we not met?" ”

“Boss! ”

Sitting in the back, always silent, sharply glanced: “This guy is a little familiar! ”

“Do you know him?” The servant asked.

And when he thought about it, he looked up at the light of Hell on the eighth floor, and said, "Don't you realize that the portrait and the guy are similar in shape and head? ”

“Oh?”

The children make others look up. After repeated comparisons, they give conclusive conclusions. It's really similar!

King's smile and patrol made him meet outside the fortress of the stars. He used his honor. Although his appearance changed in a timely fashion.

“Is it possible...”

The envoy touched his chin and said, "Is this the man who wiped out the Dark Lord? He just changed his face at the moment? ”

And he said, “That's him! ”

As soon as this was said, several patrols were quick to believe, because the other side, although not speaking much, was good at observation and insight, and as long as he was certain, it would never go wrong.

“Got it!”

(c) "No wonder this guy broke into the eighth floor from the first floor. It turns out he's really powerful. ”

“Hidden deep. ”

"“ I almost thought he was the only one who could fix it, "said Ugly. ”

The crowd marveled at the fact that King Chang was smiling as a pig and eating a tiger, and the only son who could silence him for a short time, and then looked at him and said, “Why is he in hell on the ninth floor? ”

“Let's do it openly in town.” (c) Make way.

The files on King Chang's incarceration with laughter have long been investigated.

The child buttoned his hands together, placed his chin on the back of his hand, and his dirty little eyes turned around. “It's never that simple. This man must have made an attempt to come to the fortress. ”

“What attempt? ”

(c) Interesting: “Is it possible to get prisoners out of jail? ”

Several other patrols made me laugh.

Even if they guessed that King Chang was laughing at nine levels of hell, they would never have thought that the other side would take the prisoner out of jail, because... the Starry Fortress defense system disagreed, Zi Yu Yin Tin Chen did not agree at noon!

Just twelve patrols dressed in a justice coat will send a powerful deterrent to one stop in hell on the ninth floor!

Confidence.

Leave them fearless.

“Third. ”

As the boss of the patrol, the child was more cautious and said: "Go down and look. ”

“Mmm.”

(c) Turn around and leave.

Just at the gate of the palace, the child added: "If the guy wins the Eighth Hell, you can try his shallow hand. ”

“Understood.”

(c) Make the corner of your mouth smile.

He belongs to the more belligerent of the Twelve Patrols. It would be very interesting to have the chance to fight with the man who wiped out the Dark Lord now!

“Kid. ”

“Don't let Ben down! ”

……

Eight layers of hell.

King Chang smiled and held the Jade Dragon and asked Tianjian to stand proudly.

The surrounding dust, stones and other debris gradually emerge, giving off an incredibly sharp sword.

On the boulder directly opposite him, standing a three-inch bearded middle-aged man with nine ancient swords behind him, his eyes were full of surprises. “You're still a sword repairer! ”