Chapter 169: Squad 142
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Named the Abyss City by humans, this city is unimaginable in its scale and grandeur in architecture.
Wang Qingmin is here, it is completely a feeling that ants have entered the human room, this city is really too big, a little outrageously big.
Wang Qingmin flew for ten minutes before he reached his station, the position of the 142nd squad.
The 42nd squad is stationed, but there is a palace, this palace is located on the top of a tall building, and layers of golden light are radiating in all directions, which is extremely conspicuous here......
This is a three-story palace, it should be a flying hall, and on that hall, streams of spiritual power fluctuations are radiating to all sides.
Wang Qingmin landed at the main entrance of this palace, and immediately afterward, a divine consciousness swept towards him from inside.
Soon, more than a dozen monks flew out of it and landed in front of Wang Qingmin.
These monks were eight men and four women, all of whom were Yuan Ying cultivators, and Wang Qingmin felt a burst of murderous aura from them.
"You're new?" Among the crowd, a cruel old man said.
"In Xia Wang Qingmin, I have met all Taoist friends." Wang Qingmin saluted.
"Haha, okay, don't come to these vain, here, speak completely with strength, as long as you are strong, you have the final say, if you coax, then clamp your tail and be a man, you know?" The old man continued.
Wang Qingmin withdrew his saluting hand, his eyes were cold, it seemed that these twelve people were preparing to dismount with him.
"What do you mean?" Wang Qingmin was not to be outdone.
"Hey, hey"
At this time, a bearded male monk came over and looked at Wang Qingmin with a sneer.
"It's not interesting, since you're here, you have to abide by the rules here." That's humane.
"Oh? There are rules here, let's hear about it? Wang Qingmin asked with some interest.
"First, hand over all the magic weapons and spiritual weapons on your body, and we will keep them in a unified manner. Second, obey orders when fighting, and carry them out even if you are asked to die. Third, hand in the corpses of the monsters obtained from each battle, which also needs to be distributed uniformly. That's all. The man's beard shook as he spoke, and it seemed that he couldn't help but want to pull it off.
After Wang Qingmin listened, he looked at the other twelve people behind him.
These people all looked like they were taken for granted, and when they looked at Wang Qingmin, there was not even a trace of pity, only indifference like zombies.
This is not a place for ordinary people to come, there are evil disciples in various sects, there are also leaders of a faction of forces excluded by various forces, and there are also scattered cultivators with high cultivation, all of these people are hands and feet, experienced in a hundred battles, and with the baptism and exercise here, everyone's nerves are as tough as diamonds.
"I won't enforce these three rules!" Wang Qingmin raised his chin and looked at the people in front of him.
"Hehe, little one, I can tell you, it's not okay to be able here, and finally I advise you, be honest and obedient." A friar, dressed in heavy makeup, stepped forward and said in a seductive voice.
Wang Qingmin looked at this female cultivator, only to see that her long hair was tied into a ponytail, and her somewhat slender face was painted with a crimson scorpion pattern, she was tall and tall, wearing a black tights, which perfectly outlined her figure.
"I'm really sorry, I won't obey my fate, I don't care what rules you have set here, since I'm here today, you'd better roll as far as you can in front of me, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." Wang Qingmin was a little angry.
Hearing this, the twelve monks all looked at the young human monks in front of them in shock, they really couldn't imagine that this newcomer was so arrogant, what is this, provocation?
"Since you're looking for death, don't blame us for being rude." The bearded man roared, made a quick gesture with his hands in front of his chest, muttered a word, and then pointed forward.
"Boom!" A huge centipede with a length of nearly 100 meters fell from the sky and smashed towards Wang Qingmin.
The centipede's whole body was fiery red, with a brown stripe in the middle of its back, and its huge mouthparts and claws on its body glowed with black and black light, indicating that the content on it was highly poisonous. The most peculiar thing is that this centipede actually grows a pair of slender transparent wings on both sides of the middle of its body, which should be the famous flying centipede in the immortal cultivation world.
Wang Qingmin's body moved, and he stepped back, and at the same time reached out and took out the Xiaoyao Wuji Fan from the package.
Dividing Line***
Heavenly Dust Continent.
The two skeletons that Wang Qingmin left here a few months ago have completely become a nightmare for the ghosts of this world these days.
The two skeletons have now reached level seven, and the bones of one body are stronger, and the bone marrow inside the bones has completely turned dark blue, without Wang Qingmin's control, these two skeletons have begun endless wandering in this Tianchen Continent.
Their speed is very fast, and their bodies often flash by, as long as there are Yin Spirits in the place they pass by, they often appear in front of the Yin Soul by teleportation, and the war knife in their hands is instantly struck, and the sharp blade that can cut through space is not something that those Yin Spirits can resist.
One of the two skeletons is now in the northern part of the continent, and the other is wandering to the southeastern part of the continent.
These days, there are countless ghosts who have died in the hands of the two skeletons, and even some of the primordial ghost kings have died in their hands, and the existence of the two skeletons has spread all over the soul network of the ghosts, and there is information about the two skeletons every once in a while, but every time the ghost who reports the information will immediately disappear from the soul network, indicating that the owner of the intelligence has suffered an accident. It can be said that as long as the Yin Soul meets one of the two skeletons now, no matter what cultivation this Yin Spirit does, it will definitely be killed, and none of them will be able to escape.
For another three days, there has been no news from the skeletons in the north, and all the souls with intelligence are staring closely at the soul network, for fear that the northern skeletons that have disappeared in the past three days will appear in front of them.
In a dark well in the north, a primordial infant ghost king was hiding in a dark place at the bottom of a well, and suddenly, in his divine consciousness, a not very tall skeleton appeared at the edge of his divine consciousness.
"Ahh The primordial infant ghost king screamed in fright and immediately began to run away.
But it was a step slower, and in the blink of an eye, the dark blue skeleton appeared in front of him.
An ugly suit of armor, a pair of blood-red eyes, a blue skeleton, and a sword that glows white.
The ghost king is all in discouragement, from his birth to the present, it has only been a few years, although because of various external forces to reach the infancy stage, but there is no possibility of rising, now it is finally dust to dust, soil to earth, should go sooner or later.
At this moment, the skeleton in front of him suddenly froze, and the momentum of the attack immediately stopped.
A black spatial passage appeared behind the skeleton, sucking its body into it instantly, and then the passage immediately closed.
The Yuan Infant Ghost King, who had given up everything, waited for a while, but found that he was still fine, and he was busy looking around with his divine sense. There was silence everywhere, and because there was no Great Array of Turning Spirits Gathering Yin in this continent, the black Yin Aura was slowly dissipating, and the vast continent would be bathed in sunlight again.
"Am I not dead?" The primordial infant ghost king muttered, and then his body shook and fled overseas.
Now that the mainland will return to the hands of humans and demon beasts, overseas demon beast forces have entered the continent in large numbers, but now it has become safe.
Wang Qingmin's two skeletons finally disappeared, and within a few days, humans, ghosts, demon beasts, and the tripartite forces all learned about it. Those high-level Yin Spirits who stayed overseas waited for a while, and finally determined that Wang Qingmin's two skeletons had really disappeared. So they spoke in the soul network one after another, and got together again, ready to compete with humans and demon beasts for this Tianchen Continent.
At this point, the tripartite hegemony of the Tianchen Continent appeared, until, the appearance of one person.
Dividing Line***
Wang Qingmin looked at the flying centipede in front of him, and with a move of his hand, his mind summoned and launched.
The two skeletons that were wandering in the Tianchen Continent instantly broke through the space, and the two spatial fluctuations flashed, appearing directly in front of Wang Qingmin.
After not seeing him for a while, Wang Qingmin was pleasantly surprised to find that the two skeletons had actually reached the highest level, level seven.
It seems that the two skeletons are mixing well in the Heavenly Dust Continent. But unfortunately, it may be that the distance is too far away or other reasons, and he would have had experience, but the skeleton killed the Yin Soul there, and he didn't gain any experience here.
All this is a long story, that is, in an instant, in front of Wang Qingmin, there are already two skeletons with full body weapons in front of the flying centipede.
"Since you're looking for death, then don't blame me for being rude." Wang Qingmin recalled these words as they were, and his mind moved, and two seventh-level skeletons instantly appeared above the head of the flying centipede.
"Brush" two flashes of swords, and the two skeletons attacked.
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