Wang Baole didn't think that his words were not graceful. He was not a person who particularly valued his identity. In his opinion, since this bell girl targeted her many times and her purpose was impure, then if she still considered her demeanor in language, she would be a little stupid.

So how can he make the other party angry? He will say that as long as it can arouse the other party’s anger, his rationality will eventually be affected.

In this way, for this bell girl, it was a fuel to the fire, but for him, it was naturally an icing on the cake. In fact, the effect of Wang Baole's words, as he thought, was indeed lethal.

In an instant, the anger that had just been suppressed in the heart of the bell girl was once again detonated because of the hidden meaning that could be heard in his words. Under this explosion, her body trembled, and her reason was quickly swallowed by anger, so... she could not fully concentrate on the drumsticks in front of her, and her mind was more or less negligent...

At this moment when the negligence arose, the drumsticks beside her gathered in an instant and emitted a brilliant light. But it was also at this moment that Wang Baole laughed loudly and pointed with both hands.

"Come!"

One sentence or one word, at the moment when it was heard, the sky and the earth roared, and thunder spread around it, forming a huge vortex black hole, creating a fatal attraction for magic weapons, which made the drumstick of the bell girl, exactly the same as before, disappear directly in the blink of an eye!

No matter how the bell girl wanted to protect her, the only thing that stayed in front of her was still the afterimage. At this moment, the real drumstick suddenly appeared in front of Wang Baole. He grabbed it, turned his head and squinted his eyes, and looked at the bell girl who was trembling all over and making a shrill sound.

"Is it sour or not?" Wang Baole coughed and spoke lightly.

At the same time, the first batch of drumsticks were all formed at this moment. Not counting the second one that Wang Baole got, the second batch of drumsticks was a total of two drumsticks, namely the young man in black carrying a big sword, and the little girl who secretly unfolded the underworld technique.

After the two of them successfully got the drumsticks, six drumsticks had been formed in this last level trial. In addition to the elegant young man, the masked woman, as well as the monk in black and the little girl, Wang Baole has two here!

Although there were only five of them, the remaining four drumsticks had already condensed to about 90%. They were about to take shape one after another, and they were not much time in front of the bell girl. Although they hated Wang Baole to the core, she knew the power of the thunder pool outside the other party's body, and also understood that with her own person, even if she had a few war slaves, it would be difficult to get close to them, unless...

"Creating the siege of all those who do not have drumsticks!" The bell girl is worthy of being a proud son. Even though her mind was filled with anger at this moment, she still quickly thought of a solution, so she shook her body and rushed straight to another drumstick.

She had already thought about it. Can you Xie Dalu rob it? No problem. I will rob every drumstick. In this way, even if you rob it in the end, you will indirectly offend most people.

Although she is the main object of hatred, she doesn't care at this moment. Her background allows her to withstand these hostility, and most importantly... She doesn't have drumsticks, and drumsticks are all in Xie Dalu. She believes that if this continues, it won't take long for those who don't have drumsticks to set their targets on Xie Dalu.

"At that time, I see how you deal with it. Even if you still want to sell drumsticks, if I stop you, you can't succeed. Besides... this is just on the surface..." Thinking of this, a faint light flashed in the bell girl's eyes, her body moved rapidly, heading straight to the next mountain, and she went to compete as soon as she approached.

Seeing this, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and he quickly became sure of the other party's thoughts. At the same time, he also knew that if he got too many drumsticks and wanted to sell them, there would be some unknowns.

"I can make a request to ask her to buy it. If she doesn't buy it, but robs others, the hostility of those who are robbed towards me will naturally decrease."

"Or, I suggest that as long as I isolate her, my drumsticks can be sent out?"

"Although these methods are OK, I still feel that I missed an opportunity to get rich..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and quickly turned his mind to analyze how he could do it so that he could have the best of both worlds. But soon he gave up these early judgments. In any case, he would get the drumstick first. In this way, even if he fell into the bell girl's calculation, he would still take the initiative.

"When the time comes, you can adapt to the situation!" Thinking of this, Wang Baole's eyes showed a bright light, looking at the bell girl who was approaching a mountain at this moment, and was full of evil spirits spreading to snatch it, causing the monks in the mountain to roar and had to retreat.

On the one hand, her cultivation is strong, and on the other hand, her background is also a fearful thing. Therefore, although the three monks who were repelled were gritting their teeth, they had to retreat and go back to other mountains. In this way, the third batch of drumsticks, which had already formed 90% of the shape, were different in the final condensation time.

The fastest one is here at the Bell Girl. With her cultivation level supported, her drumsticks immediately emitted a brilliant light after more than ten breaths. Although she had plans in her heart, she still tried her best to stop Wang Baole from robbing her.

But the ending... was no different from before. Wang Baole pointed his fingers and immediately a third drumstick appeared around him. The bell girl was trembling with anger. She turned her head and looked at Wang Baole deeply, rushed out again, and went to other mountains.

Soon, the competition for the third batch of drumsticks entered a certain degree of chaos. Wang Baole snatched another of the last three drumsticks from the hands of the bell girl. As for the other two, because they were formed almost at the same time, and the bell girl had no time to compete, they were not moved by Wang Baole.

So there are only seven people with drumsticks at this moment!

They are elegant monks, masked women, little girls and young men in black, and fat men and a thin cultivator who Wang Baole had never dealt with before. This man had fought with the bell girl and was driven away by him, but won the battle for another drumstick.

Each of these six people had a drumstick, and the remaining four drumsticks were all in the hands of Wang Baole alone!

So more than 20 people who did not get the drumsticks here, all of them looked at Wang Baole in the thunder pool, and their eyes flashed.

At the same time, the bell girl next to her suddenly spoke.

"Everyone, I have made an oath here to never participate in the drumstick competition you have obtained from Xie Dalu. If there is any violation, my heart will be covered with dust!"

"But I hate this thief so I can help you. I have a method here. After cooperating with the use of it, I cannot move myself, but I can suppress the thief's thunder pool around me for a moment." As she said that, without waiting for everyone to respond, she immediately sat down cross-legged. The six monks in the crowd who were already her war slaves approached quickly. While protecting her, the bell girl threw the bell on her wrist into the air, biting her tongue and spewing a mouthful of blood at the bell.

Suddenly, blood shone in the sky, and the bell emitted a series of almost pauseless sounds, which directly triggered the violent sound waves and swept towards Wang Baole.

Like the howling wind, the thunder pool around Wang Baole was twisted violently, and some signs of being weakened appeared.

All this made Wang Baole narrow his eyes, but he had analyzed similar situations before, so he snorted coldly in his heart, just as he was about to resolve it, but just as he was about to say something...

Suddenly... the young man in black, who had his own drumstick formed and had a big sword on his back, looked at Wang Baole from a distance, and his body swayed and approached directly.

Instead of stepping into the thunder pool, he paused outside the thunder pool, nodded to Wang Baole, stabbed the sword into the ground, and then sat down cross-legged with his back.

Although he didn't say a word, his attitude showed at this moment that he was here, and anyone who approached him would have to pass this level!

This scene made Wang Baole's breathing slightly, and then the little girl who had secretly used the Netherworld Method also laughed and ran over, sitting cross-legged.

In addition to the two of them, the masked woman also walked over at this moment, sat cross-legged without saying a word, her attitude was just as obvious. In the end, she was the elegant young man from the first sect of the other side. He shook his head and smiled.

"I'm still not used to owe favors. Although the help from you at this moment has no effect on you, it's better to give you a favor." As he said that, the elegant young man walked step by step and sat outside the thunder pool.
Chapter completed!