Wu Daode glared at Zhang Feng angrily and stared fiercely.

Covenant Qinglong, the revenge of killing the son must be avenged!

But now, Wu Daode knew that Qinglong's strength had become stronger in the past few days, and he had just struck a blow to understand that he would fight, and he would die.

Moreover, Qinglong didn't know what kind of protection he had, and he was not punished by the guards when he fought in the camp, which made him even more jealous.

Wu Daode looked at Zhang Feng quietly, controlling his anger.

Gradually, many people around got the news and gathered over.

The bayonet returned, and as soon as he returned, he was on the same page with the Covenant again.

News, big news.

Not long ago, the domineering spirit of the covenant Qinglong single-handedly fighting the bayonet was still lingering in the minds of many people, and at this time, he was even more excited to see Qinglong.

The people around them gathered more and more, and the people with bayonets became more arrogant.

The bayonet came back this time precisely because he wanted to destroy the covenant and kill the green dragon.

And the boss is here, since the fight has started, then the green dragon will definitely be destroyed now.

Their little brothers are a kind of status symbol by their side, and more than 20 little brothers already have weapons in their hands, just waiting for the boss to give an order.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense, Wu Daode raised his big hand, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Qinglong, you wait for me." Let's go. ”

All the little brothers were stunned.

The boss has always been extremely domineering, and he has always attacked strongly, so why is it withering now?

When Wu Daode left, the younger brothers reacted.

The momentum just now was gone, and they drooped their heads one by one and didn't dare to look at Qinglong.

"Wu Daodao, restrain your subordinates, if you hurt my covenant people again, I will destroy your camp again." Zhang Feng drank vigorously from behind.

"Porphyry!"

Wu Daode remembered his son's tragic death, he was suffocated from his internal injuries, blood spurted out, and pointed at Zhang Feng with trembling hands, and said sharply: "Qinglong, you wait." I will return the revenge of the murder of my son and the revenge of killing my son, and you will wait for the covenant to be settled. ”

"I'm going to settle the covenant, do you know where the covenant is?" The army and Li Laoshi arrived just in time, and when they heard Wu Daodao's shout, they immediately lost a word.

"You-" Wu Daode was speechless, and his fingers pointing at the army trembled even more.

"You, what are you, I tell you, Lao Tzu is the Xuanwu of the Covenant." The army hammered the armor on his chest with his hand and said, "But Lao Tzu didn't say that the base of the alliance was there." ”

"Porphyry!"

Wu Daode spurted out a mouthful of blood again, this time he was angry, and he was directly fainted.

Jun shook his head and said, "Tsk, it's really not a fucking man, I can't stand this anger." Carry your boss and get out, and if you take a slow step, Lao Tzu will beat you to death. ”

The hard-hearted bayonet brothers just now couldn't raise their heads at all, and they carried Wu Daode and disappeared in the ridicule of everyone.

Zhang Feng put away his spear and saluted Zhao Weiguo: "Mr. Zhao, since you know my identity. So I don't know that the Covenant invites you to officially join, do you agree? ”

"Join the Covenant?" Zhao Weiguo's expression was very calm.

In the Morgan consortium for more than 20 years, he has seen all kinds of storms, so there are not many that can surprise him.

Zhao Weiguo really didn't have a good impression of the bayonet. Perfunctory Wu Daodao, also because he did not want to add bayonets.

And the covenant is different.

The covenant in Zhao Weiguo's eyes was very mysterious and tempting to him. In particular, what the covenant did, though did not justify it for others.

However, Qinglong killed a dozen bayonets alone for the sake of a wounded Covenant man, and he was not even afraid of the other party's threats.

This made Zhao Weiguo always feel that the Covenant was a good organization.

It's just that in this era, the role of a merchant is too small, and he didn't think that he, a powerless old man, would attract the attention of the Covenant.

And when Zhang Feng proposed the invitation, Zhao Weiguo was really stunned.

The army also stepped forward politely, lowered his posture and said, "Mr. Zhao, we sincerely invite you to join." ”

There was silence all around.

Countless people looked at Zhao Weiguo with envy.

This Zhao Weiguo, who had no force at all, actually favored the alliance, they really couldn't believe it.

They want to join too, but they can't even find the door.

This also made them feel that the covenant was harsh, and they were secretly determined to become stronger.

Zhao Weiguo stood up and said, "Let's go into the tent and talk." ”

Zhang Feng was happy.

Because of this, Zhao Weiguo was not opposed to joining the covenant.

Lu Jun said: "Qinglong, you and Suzaku go in, and I and Baihu will stay outside to prevent anyone from eavesdropping." ”

Zhang Feng nodded, and at the invitation of Zhao Weiguo, he went into the tent first.

Zhang Feng went straight to the point and said: "Mr. Zhao, let's be straight, we have a sum of money that we need someone like Mr. to help manage." ”

"How much." Zhao Weiguo frowned slightly, did not object, but asked the number.

This means that Zhao Weiguo has agreed to join the alliance.

"One thousand one hundred and twenty-five kilograms of gold, and sixty-three kilograms of platinum. I hope Mr. Zhao can manage this money well. ”

Zhao Weiguo's heart moved: "You have been secretly hoarding gold for the past few days? ”

He was a little surprised. It was a fortune worth 200 million, and these people found him and surprised him.

"Not bad. We learned about the value of gold through special channels, and that's when we started hoarding. ”

Zhao Weiguo's face turned cold and said, "The fat man who came to me to buy gold is also your person, right?" ”

"Mr. Zhao, I'm very sorry." Zhang Feng apologized: "We also came to you because of his introduction." ”

"Hmph, that little fat man is quite capable, and he can actually cheat gold from me." Zhao Weiguo smiled instead of being angry: "Okay." I promise you. But how do you calculate the treatment? ”

Zhang Feng said: "Sir, please make an offer, as long as I can afford it." ”

Zhao Weiguo said: "My home is in another city, if one day we have the ability to leave here, I want you to take me home." ”

Zhang Feng said solemnly: "Sir, please rest assured, if one day we leave this city, we will definitely take you home." ”

Zhao Weiguo picked up two books and said, "I believe in you." Covenant Qinglong, I hope that one day you will fulfill your words today. ”

"That means the gentleman agreed."

"Let's go, show me the little fat man."

Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and finally got the money thing done.

With a talent like Zhao Weiguo managing this money, he can cultivate with peace of mind.

In the past few days, because of the matter of bayonets and gold, he has thrown aside the matter of cultivation.

With this gold, then he doesn't have to worry about upgrading his weapon gold.

And with Zhao Weiguo's ability, starting with these gold is already a big deal.

As Zhao Weiguo said: "Give him enough time, and he can use this money to monopolize all the enterprises." ”

Having worked in a powerful monopoly like Morgan for too long, he knew all too well how to monopolize and what kind of monopoly was profiteering.

After tidying up his things and replenishing some food, Zhang Feng found Arroyo and said, "Mr. Arroyo, I'm here, please teleport me to a claustrophobic space." ”

"Dear warrior, you're finally here." Arroyo saw Zhang Feng and immediately happily put down the work in his hand.

Arroyo said as he handed Zhang Feng a scroll and said, "Use this scroll, and at twelve o'clock at midnight, you will be teleported to a claustrophobic space. If you don't come out before dawn, the reels will automatically take you out until the next night. ”

"I see, Mr. Arroyo." Zhang Feng nodded and took the scroll.

It's less than a few minutes before midnight. Zhang Feng replenished some crossbow arrows, then waited for twelve o'clock to arrive, and immediately opened the scroll.

The white light in the scroll enveloped him, quickly pulling him into a dimly lit space.

Where Zhang Feng was located was a circular altar, and the altar was shrouded in light. In the dim light outside, countless figures were constantly swaying.

It's just that they ignored Zhang Feng's existence and didn't approach the altar.

Zhang Feng used reconnaissance on the figure,

Lost Souls:

Grade: Ten.

Surname: Dark.

Description: Souls wandering in the dark cannot find their way home. They become more and more lonely and brutal, and any life that comes near them will be torn apart.

Dark life.

Zhang Feng took out the golden battle knife, and in addition to reaching the golden two-star level, this war knife was infinitely slashed out in thirty seconds. Also has a 15% damage amplification against Dark Damage.

Combined with the thirty percent damage amplification attached to the archangel, the total damage amplification reaches one hundred and eighty percent, which is exactly where this caste comes in.

Zhang Feng held a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, quietly watching the soul wander around the altar.

Tenth-level monsters, Zhang Feng didn't dare to despise them before he figured out their surnames.

He watched the figure wander continuously, and a lonely figure appeared in front of Zhang Feng's eyes.

Zhang Feng unceremoniously rushed out of the altar and slashed at the figure.

The figure also saw Zhang Feng and rushed up with both arms.

The blade slashed straight above the figure's head, splitting the figure in half.

At the same time, the figure's arms hit his armor, but it didn't do any damage.

The figure shrank rapidly, forming a pitch-black black crystal the size of a cat's eye and falling to the ground.

Dead Souls:

Description: Completely dead souls. They are no longer lost and will not be lost again. Take him to the Altar of the Necromancy, and you will be able to summon the undead of the great Kedrell.

What is Quedrell?

Boss?

Zhang Feng put away the black crystal, making sure that these tenth-level monsters could not cause him much damage, and put his mind at ease.

And at this moment, in Zhang Feng's armor, a squeaky voice attracted him.

Xiao Hei took the initiative to crawl out for the first time, and then threw the sealed pages to Zhang Feng, greedily sucking the black gas on the ground.

During this time, Zhang Feng never touched Xiao Hei, and let the little scorpion hide in his clothes to evolve.

Although this little black has not grown up anymore, the shell has become as black as steel.

As Xiao Hei kept absorbing the black gas around him, the shell made a crackling sound and cracked a little bit.

Xiao Hei is growing rapidly, and in less than two minutes, his body is already the size of a grinding disc, and the small bulge on his back has already taken the rudiments of barbs.

Kuvenom Flame Scorpion - Juvenile (Growing Pet)

Grade: II

Growing up caste: 2.15.

Passive skill - Zerg Deterrence, exerts 100% deterrence on the same level of Zerg, making it unable to move, not moving to attack, and falling into a rigid state. The effect on the Zerg at a higher level is reduced by 50%, and its ability is reduced by 50%. It is ineffective against the deterrence of the Zerg above two levels of the high itself.

Active Skill - Red Pillar of Fire, which spews out flames through the scorpion tail with its own fire, and the effective distance is ten times its size. The Red Pillar of Fire has a fire poison effect, and the attacked person will be incinerated by the fire poison, which needs to be resisted by the fire resistance surname. Fire damage is sixty.

The rank has increased, and the growing caste has increased by 2.15.

At the same time, the flame damage of the Red Pillar of Fire shows a numerical value, 60 fire damage.

Until Blackie's size stopped growing, he squeaked excitedly with a pair of mastiff pincers.

The cry drew a dark shadow to it.

Xiao Hei's unceremonious twin scorpion tails each shot out a pillar of fire the thickness of a little finger.

The pillar of fire pierced through the black shadow without stopping, leaving two holes in the black shadow's body.

The soul screamed in pain, and without the slightest fear, it caught Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei's twin scorpion tails, pillars of fire kept spewing out, hitting the black shadow like a sieve like a machine gun.

The shadow shrank rapidly, turning into a black crystal.

"Hah, there's one more helper." Zhang Feng looked at Xiao Hei and touched Xiao Hei's head with a smile.

Xiao Hei enjoyed it very much, just snorting motionlessly.

At this moment, a burst of messy footsteps and heavy breathing drew closer.

"Hurry up, the altar is almost there. Hurry up, everyone. A weak voice shouted.

"Damn, why do you have to go to the second-level battlefield, Lao Tzu is so nourished in the third-level battlefield, why do you have to smuggle from this damn claustrophobic space." Another voice roared, whining.

"The above meaning, who dares to disobey. The third-level battlefield has already given us one-third of our control, and there is not much room for further development. The claustrophobic space of the fourth-level battlefield has not been opened, so we can't go, so let's smuggle to the second-level battlefield this time is to occupy the second-level battlefield as soon as possible when others can't open the claustrophobic space. ”

"Even the Blood Knife Elder has gone to the second-level battlefield, what are you complaining about, hurry up."

"Ahh You bastards can't die well, Lao Tzu is waiting for you here. ”

A scream, followed by a gnawing sound.

"Go, go, take advantage of the meat that attracts the soul, hurry up and get in."

The chaotic footsteps and the sound of shouting made Zhang Feng hear it clearly.

The word blood knife directly stimulated Zhang Feng's nerves.

The bayonets did not come from the second-level battlefield, those who kept popping up, the bayonets in the camp turned out to be coming down from the third-level battlefield.

And the claustrophobic space actually has the function of connecting the battlefield, which is beyond his expectations.

He thought he was the first to open the claustrophobic space, but he didn't expect that the claustrophobic space had been opened long before him.

How do they know that the claustrophobic space is connected there?

How did they know the coordinates?

The bayonet became very mysterious in Zhang Feng's eyes.

More than a dozen figures ran through the dimly lit space, thousands of souls chasing and screaming behind them.

A figure violently threw the person he was holding in his hand backwards, and immediately heard the sound of gnawing and screaming.

"Altar, altar." A dozen people shouted when they saw the altar shrouded in light.

One by one, the people in their hands were thrown backwards, and then jumped into the light.

Five or six people were gnawed by the souls, and there were not even bones left, and they suddenly lost their goal and screamed unwillingly, and then gradually dispersed.

"Haha, the smuggling was successful."

"Damn, beauty, I'm here. Now the secondary battlefield must be ours. ”

"It's easy to be here. Wow woo. ”

More than a dozen men were sweating profusely and howling excitedly in the altar.

But he didn't know that in the darkness at the edge of the altar, a war knife had quietly slashed out.

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