Chapter 674

Lancelot was in a desperate situation, but it was a little difficult for him to step into the holy land at one time.

And when he wants to break through all his dreams.

Time goes by.

The seven elder demon hunters were even a little excited because six hours had passed.

I've played all the foreplay I can play.

Isn't it a bit fake if it doesn't go on?

What's more, they really can't control it. They're going to make a fake.

But six hours of brewing is enough to change the mindset of the famous son of light.

His heart began to become firm. He just wanted to keep his virginity.

so

But Lancelot, who has been at the peak of legend for eight years, was in a fatal crisis at a certain position.

His eyes began to shine, the blood in his body was boiling, and his muscles were expanding.

In an instant.

The origin of the light system rules appeared from the void and kept pouring into his body.

The borders on him burst one after another.

Break through adversity.

The throne rose to the sky.

With a clicking sound.

Step into the holy land.

If it hadn't been for the secret cabin of the elder demon hunter, which was full of all kinds of runes and enchantments, it would have completely collapsed now.

But Lancelot's operation is simply the treatment of the protagonist of the starting point novel.

But.

At this time, he was still in a much worse state. Lancelot was not only ragged, his little pink skirt was full of holes everywhere, but also had some pain in some places.

"You sinners, damn it, damn it." Lancelot's eyes were red, and the big man's tears almost gushed out. He activated the God's blood in his body, and his combat power continued to soar and his momentum became stronger and stronger.

But it was just then.

The seven dark monarchs hurriedly stopped: "death is broken!"

Shua Shua.

Their bodies began to twist. Under their shocked eyes, they turned into seven big and thick holy men, who were still smiling at him.

Just then.

The prince finally came out from behind the door. He looked at Lancelot who was a little hoodwinked and said, "cough, don't do it. I'll tell you..."

Lancelot was stunned and looked at the Seven Saints again. He seemed to understand something, but he didn't want to hear it. He just angrily went to William and wanted to question him about something.

But William just waved his hand, and the seven elders locked his strong man again, male plus male, left and right male, so that he had to listen even if he didn't want to listen.

That's it.

Three hours have passed.

Under William's careful instruction, the son of light finally calmed down.

At this time, they were sitting in a living room, and the seven elders were not around.

Lancelot held a hot tea cup. He meditated for a long time. Looking at William who was still explaining, he said reluctantly, "you don't have to say it again. I believe it."

"Really?" William swallowed and spitted. His popularity between the two had not decreased. He knew he would be able to convince the little brother.

"Yes, I believe it. In fact, I have completely believed it since I stepped into the holy land. I used to be too paranoid, but after I became a saint, I realized how stupid I used to be."

"If you hadn't let me understand this in this way, I might still be stuck in the legendary rank for a long time."

"Anyway."

"Thanks!"

Lancelot said that, then fell into meditation again, and moved his ass uneasily.

Um.

There's a feeling.

You can't describe it.

It's like someone is constantly touching you.

Such a strange feeling makes Lancelot very uncomfortable, and I don't know how long it will take to completely forget this bad memory.

William finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his appearance: "brother, find a girlfriend. After all, although your appearance is hundreds of times worse than me, you are still handsome in the eyes of some bad guys. You don't want to be caught that day. Why don't you have a night off?"

Lancelot didn't say a word.

But in his heart, he recognized these words. It's time to find a girlfriend. He doesn't want to lose his life