Chapter Thirty-Four: Accidents and Accidents

The moon shines brightly, and the sea of clouds dissipates.

Thirteen Peaks, the halberd has sunk in the sand for countless years, buried many lives, absorbed countless blood, and now, the key to Qionghai was held by Chu Feiyang, and after the final battle of the disciples' trial, the halberd was broken and returned to normal.

Mimetic power, completely dissipated.

The corpses scattered on the mountain road tell the story of the previous tragedy.

"Sect Master, a total of fifty-three people were killed on this trip, and another thirty-two people were frozen by Senior Sister. "He Hanyan counted the casualties and came to report.

Chu Feiyang's heart was heavy when he heard this, and after hearing these numbers, he suddenly realized that when he was so numb to life?

Along the way, the shadow of the mirror disturbed his mind, and the power of the scales reversed the situation, and everything made him feel an inexplicable palpitation.

"No!" Chu Feiyang snorted coldly in his heart, he was deeply aware that he was almost about to be assimilated into a person from the Cosmos Continent, the kind of human nature that only seeks to survive for profit. For a while, Chu Feiyang had a cold sweat on his forehead, and he almost forgot his heart!

"Ding!"

"Branch trigger: within one month, the core conversion of the thirteen peaks of energy will be obtained and completed. ”

"Mission reward: 3,000 contribution points. ”

"Cumulative contribution value: 4093 points. ”

The five-star mission was also completed, and each of the participating disciples received their own contributions, and Chu Feiyang also received additional contributions from hundreds of people.

After checking the second page of the Zongmen Heavenly Book, Chu Feiyang found that there were already more than two hundred people who had contributed more than 100 this time, and the lower left corner of the task page also prompted that the Zongmen Store could be opened, and the host was asked to obtain the third page of the Zongmen Heavenly Book as soon as possible.

"Trouble, page three...... After waiting for so long, I haven't seen any movement, when will the third page be ......" Chu Feiyang smiled bitterly, and as soon as he was halfway through his words, a system prompt immediately shocked his spirit.

"Ding!"

"Side Trigger: Three Qualifiers Northern Region. ”

"Quest Reward 1: Zongmen Heavenly Book x1, Host??"

"Task reward 2: Participating members, each with 100 sect contributions. ”

"Mission conditions: Obtain the top three in the Northern Region Division of the Three Sect Selection Tournaments, and the sect will build momentum. ”

"Mission failed: Zongmen Shang

Store sealing. ”

Chu Feiyang was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Meow, is this something that can only come out if you have to scold?"

"Sect Master, what's wrong with you?" He Hanyan looked at his face and turned pale for a while, and curiously leaned over and asked with concern.

Chu Feiyang pressed his forehead, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, this seat needs to be quiet alone." ”

What is that? Chu Feiyang has never heard of it, this broken task is almost the same as when the Thirteenth Peak was broken.

Fortunately, though, there is no time limit for this side quest.

......

Three days later, everyone finished resting, except for the thirty-two disciples who were still frozen in Chu Feiyang's belt ring, the rest of the people set off to return to the sect, and this time, without the restriction of the mimic power of the thirteen peaks of the halberd, everyone walked in the sky, and soon, like a meteor shower, disappeared into the vastness.

However, Chu Feiyang, who left here, didn't notice that it was in the valley between the twelfth peak and the eleventh peak.

The hordes of night demons did not disappear with the dissipation of the mimicry of the Thirteen Peaks of the Broken Halberd, they were real.

At this time, without the restraint of mimic power, the nature of the night demons has also been completely exposed, most of the night demons have been devoured by the high-level night demons, and only thirteen of the night demons with a large number of digits survived after the melee, but this is still not the result!

Just when the thirteen night demons were about to launch the final devouring battle, one by one the face-hugging insects hiding in the shadows burst out.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Although the night demons reacted in time and easily killed most of the face-hugging insects, but under the huge number of tactics, it didn't take long for the thirteen night demons to be shrouded in face-hugging insects, and the painful wails gradually faded away, and the night demons fell to the ground one after another, and the face-hugging insects slowly stiffened, and finally died.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and the light of the morning sun cannot illuminate the deep cold here.

At dusk, a cracking tearing sound echoed between the canyons, and with it, the low roar of the alien creatures slowly echoed!

The thirteen newborn alien creatures are very close to human form, but the oval head and steel tail have retained these characteristics, and they tend to be more of a standing form.

After looking at each other for only a moment, the instinct of survival made these killing machines intertwine in an instant, biting, tearing, devouring, and evolving, which was their only path of consciousness.

However, the strange thing is that these alien creatures, although there are constantly stumps and broken arms flying sideways in the melee, they always maintain a sound physical state.

In the fierce battle, the void fluctuated slightly, and a vague figure appeared.

"Hmm, the Daredevil's virus is cured, and it has a strong and fast ability to heal itself. The man was a little surprised, looked at the fight below indifferently, and said to himself after a while: "Heh, I didn't expect it, I didn't intend to insert willows and willows, and by accident, I actually created this thing." Chu Feiyang, should this seat hate you, or should I thank you?"

"Stop!"

The cold shout was accompanied by a terrifying palm force, which fell from the void, and in an instant, the thirteen alien creatures in the battle were startled, but when they wanted to escape, they had been frozen in place by this magnificent force.

"Roar!" the aliens each let out an angry roar, struggling. These guys, each of whom is ruthless, in order to break free from the shackles, they do not hesitate to self-harm and want to open the way with strong acid blood, but unfortunately, the mimic power is not affected by this corrosion.

"Be obedient, and you will become the successor of power, otherwise, this seat will turn over and let you disappear!" the man said indifferently.

"Roar!" the aliens continued to struggle, unmoved.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, the man raised three points, and in an instant, the strength of his palms was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and with a bang, the thirteen alien creatures broke their bones and tendons, and were crushed in the stone cracks, and it was difficult to move, allowing the strong acid blood to corrode the stone crevices where they were more and more large.

In just a few breaths, these alien creatures with broken bones and tendons, with the help of the virus of the night demon attribute, completed the healing.

After being suppressed by absolute power, they were much more docile this time, and the mysterious figure sneered: "This is just like the words, leave with this seat! When this seat is transformed for you, haha, the world will witness, what is the perfect fighting machine!"

As the words fell, a net of lightning and light weaved thirteen alien creatures, and the figure raised his hand to accept it, and the power grid was retracted and flew back into his hand.

"Thirteen Peaks, this seat will miss this place. In the last word, there was no one to be found, and the Thirteen Peaks fell into a complete silence.

An undercurrent, starting from the thirteen peaks of the halberd, also changed the process. Accidents and accidents are the creative nodes of many miracles and horrors, and when they erupt, they must be stormy.

Chu Feiyang, who had already turned back to the Ling Tian Sword Sect, didn't know that the Thirteen Peaks of the Broken Halberd had buried a wave of deeper dark tides, ready to attack.

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