Chapter 192

Guo Shier's face was slightly red. He wasn't very interested in this. Because he had A Handsome Old Man, he didn't really care about many things. According to his thinking, since the Guardian Spirit was his and could never be separated from him, then what the Guardian Spirit knew was what he knew. If he didn't understand, he could just ask. He was too lazy to think about it.

He lazily said, "Don't I have you …"

A Handsome Old Man stomped his feet in anger and said, "Mine is mine …"

Guo Shi 'er added casually, "What's yours is also mine."

A Handsome Old Man was immediately speechless. After thinking about it, he helplessly said, "Ai, I'm doing this for your own good. After all, only the knowledge engraved in your own soul can truly belong to you."

Guo Shier laughed, "I know. It's just that there are some small details that I can't remember clearly. I'm very hardworking."

A Handsome Old Man's forehead was full of black lines. He also knew that Guo Shier was hardworking, but he would often ask some inexplicable questions. Moreover, they were the most basic questions that ordinary professionals would understand. This made him very mad.

Guo Shier said, "The rain has lessened a bit."

The violent downpour gradually weakened, and Guo Shier could also clearly see the scenery in the distance. In front of him was a misty expanse, and the sound of the rain was no longer as loud. The roars of wild beasts and the hoofbeats of large herbivores mixed together. From time to time, one or two ferocious beast roars could be heard as several hundred bison galloped past the small hill. Guo Shier secretly sighed in his heart. The bison here could all grow up to seven or eight meters long, and looked exceptionally swift and fierce.

Behind the large herd of bison, there was a mutated rune lion. Its body was more than thirty meters long, and it was a level six mutated rune lion. It seemed to have locked onto a certain bison, and suddenly moved, charging towards an older bison that was lagging behind.

Guo Shier watched with great interest. This kind of low level mutated rune lion could no longer arouse his interest in hunting.

One pounce covered a hundred meters. The mutated rune lion's ability was indescribable. With one claw, it flipped over a bison, and with one bite on its neck, it let out a satisfied grunt.

From its soft abdomen, the mutated rune lion began to eat. Guo Shier discovered that the eating habits of the mutated rune lion were similar to those of the lions from his previous life, but there were even more differences. Its eating speed was incomparably fast, and in a moment, it had already eaten all of the bison's internal organs. Afterwards, it began to tear off the fresh meat of the bison.

Blood splattered, attracting more and more vultures to circle in the sky. The vultures here were extremely large, with a wingspan of more than ten meters. They were waiting, hoping that the mutated rune lion would leave behind some leftovers.

The handsome old man took a look and said disdainfully, "What's there to see?"

"Hai," Guo Shier said, "Shier". "Looked". Old Shier. "Guo Shier said. Want to say.

A Handsome Old Man felt that Guo Shier was a bit strange, and said, "Alright, I'm going back to work. You can keep watching." As soon as his head retracted back into the altar, he popped out again. "There are people fighting … I can feel soul fluctuations."

Guo Shier had also sensed it. He nodded. "Yes, I can feel it too."

The mutated rune lion was still eating. Suddenly, it raised its head and looked into the distance. It also felt uneasy. Rainwater mixed with blood dripped down from the corner of its mouth. It stood up and let out a roar of defiance.

A Handsome Old Man said, "There are a lot of people, but not many experts … hmm, at most four … no, five altar experts …"

Guo Shi 'er was startled and said, "Five? That many? "

A Handsome Old Man said in a low voice, "Yes, but … they seem to be experts of the illusory altar. You don't need to worry about them."

Guo Shier said, "Damn, five illusory altar experts. Ah, you don't need to worry about them. Haha." He also understood that it was impossible for all five altar experts to be enemies. There must be people on his side among them. He scratched his head and said, "You scared me, haha."

A Handsome Old Man laughed. "I just finished refining the Crescent Blade. You don't want to try it?" He had been encouraging Guo Shier to kill more to increase his fighting power. Guo Shier didn't want to kill people. But he also knew that in this world, without strong fighting power, he wouldn't be able to protect himself.

Guo Shier knew that he couldn't avoid fighting. He said, "Alright, I'll go!"

A Handsome Old Man happily laughed. "Ah, that's a good kid!" It was rare for him to praise someone. Guo Shier couldn't help but sigh. "It's really not easy."

"What's not easy?"

Guo Shi 'er said, "It's … it's not easy for me to be praised by you …"

A Handsome Old Man laughed. He said proudly, "This old man doesn't praise people easily. Kid, try harder. Let this old man praise you a few more times."

Guo Shier patted the top of the altar. "Let's go! Let's go take a look! "He was still in the mood to watch the show. He didn't need to make a move. He just needed to scare them.

The altar rose into the air and flew into the distance.

… …

A few minutes later, Guo Shier saw flashes of runes. He heard a series of explosions. Then, he saw a group of people running towards his direction.

Guo Shier controlled the altar to descend. He shouted, "Stop! Who's attacking you?" He recognized that these people were the disciples of the Gunan clan.

There were about three small groups of twenty people. All of them were in a sorry state. Many of them were injured and had to be dragged.

When these people saw Guo Shier descending, they were scared out of their wits. One of the disciples shouted, "Some of you help me stop him. The others … run!"

Guo Shier knew that there was a misunderstanding. He didn't say anything and raised his identity talisman. The Great Saint Master who was ready to risk his life almost fell down. He was surprised and happy. His voice changed. "Clan elder! It's our clan elder … we're saved … "

Some of the heavily injured people let out a sigh of relief when they heard that they were saved. Then, they fell straight down. Guo Shier patted the altar. Immediately, ten tentacles stretched out and caught them in midair. If he didn't save them, they would lose half of their lives. Those who were seriously injured might die.

Guo Shier controlled the tentacles to bring the injured disciples to the altar. He said, "Come up!"

All the disciples flew up to the altar. One by one, they collapsed on top of the altar. Before Guo Shier could say anything, a Great Saint Master pointed not far away and said, "They're coming!"

Several dozen Professionists were flying towards them. Their speed was extremely fast. But as soon as they saw Guo Shier's altar, they immediately slowed down. Guo Shier's altar flew up to meet them.

Someone shouted in fear: "It's an Altar Master … run!"

Guo Shier couldn't help but laugh. Bullying people really does feel good. As he shouted, the altar crashed into the group of people. The altar's speed was much faster than the Professionists. The Professionists scattered in all directions. But they didn't expect Guo Shier to not attack them. Instead, he extended countless tentacles from the altar.

In the blink of an eye, the tentacles had wrapped around them. Every Professionist who was caught felt their soul being shaken, as if their soul was being sucked out. What Professionists rely on is the power of their soul. Once their soul is weakened, they lose 90% of their strength. Most of the Professionists fell unconscious the moment they were caught by the tentacles.

Not a single one escaped, they were all captured. This was the power of an Altar Master. Of course, if Guo Shier used the Crescent Blade to slash at them, most of them would have escaped. But he used the tentacles to grab them. Gusirius wasn't just powerful with its tentacles, its most powerful ability was to devour souls. And this was under Guo Shier's control, he didn't let the tentacles devour as much as they wanted. Otherwise, none of these people would have survived.

The group of captives were thrown to the top of the altar. The Gunan clan disciples immediately tied them up. Guo Shier used an incantation to increase the size of the altar again.

At this time, a series of explosions could be heard from afar. The black clouds in the sky slowly dissipated. The rain had become very light, leaving only a thin drizzle. Visibility also became better. Guo Shier asked: "Who else is fighting?"

The Gunan clan disciple replied: "It's our clan's two Grand Elders, they are blocking the majority of the pursuers … sir Grand Elder, please … please …" Guo Shier was a guest elder, if he didn't want to fight, no one would force him.

Guo Shier asked: "What is your name?"

The man replied: "Gunan clan, High Rank Great Saint Master, Nan Zhou."

Guo Shier nodded and slapped the top of the altar. He shouted: "Let's go! Let's go and take a look! "

Nan Zhou was overjoyed and repeatedly said: "Thank you, Grand Elder, thank you, Grand Elder!"

Guo Shi 'er's Sacrificial Altar turned into a rainbow and flew straight down. In a flash, he saw five people fighting. Runic lights flickered, thunder shook the sky, and the battle was in full swing.

A group of Gunan clan disciples were tied to Guo Shier's altar along with a group of bound captives. Because of this, Guo Shier's altar became very big, and the platform at the top was also very lively.

"Wow, it's Grand Elder Nan Zhichun's slash, so powerful!"

"Nan Ming's Grand Elder is also very powerful. Look, look … he is fighting two opponents by himself!"

"With the Grand Elder, we will definitely win!"

A Handsome Old Man suddenly appeared and said: "Why are there so many people? Eh, did you catch these people? "He was busy with his work just now and didn't pay attention to the movements outside.

"Wow …"

The group of professionals looked at A Handsome Old Man in surprise, which made the old man very unhappy: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen such a handsome old man before? "

Everyone was immediately speechless.

A Handsome Old Man looked at the five illusionary altar masters fighting not far away and asked: "Who are they?"

"They are our clan's Grand Elder, Lord Nan Ming, and Lord Nan Zhichun … I don't know the three people on the other side!"

A Handsome Old Man curled his lips. He looked down on the strength of these five people and said: "The fight is really ugly. Only Lord Nan Ming is slightly stronger. Oh, they won't be able to hold on for much longer … Sigh, these fools, keep fighting, why are they slowing down? Boring! Brat, it's all your fault for coming out too early. You can't even watch the show. This old man is leaving! "He retracted his head and returned to the altar.

Guo Shier could only smile bitterly. This old man's words had always been so unbridled.

The group of clan disciples didn't dare to speak carelessly. After all, this was the Grand Elder's altar. Everyone knew what kind of person A Handsome Old Man was. From his tone, this person was very arrogant. Also, seeing that Guo Shier didn't say a word and didn't stop him from speaking, it was obvious that this old man's status was very high.

With the appearance of Guo Shier, the five people's fighting clearly weakened.

Guo Shier didn't stay any longer and drove the altar over.

The three illusionary altar masters of the Gujin Clan were indescribably shocked. The other party actually had a two-level altar master. Together with the other two illusionary altar masters, it was enough to heavily injure them. One of them shouted: "Let's go!"

Another master suddenly saw the captive on top of Guo Shier's altar and said in shock: "They caught the golden beetle!"