The voice was desolate, desolate with hoarseness, and a little arrogant, with a hint of weirdness in arrogance.

"Who are you?" The voice was somewhat familiar, but Wan Qing couldn't remember whose voice it was for a while, but it was definitely not a friend's voice.

"Thief!" the cloaked man laughed grimly again, "how forgetful you are!" the cloaked man continued.

"Zhang Bian!" Wan Qing's eyebrows twisted out the word 'Chuan', and his voice became low, how could a person who had already died suddenly appear here, still in this form.

"Finally remembered, thief!" Zhang Wei raised his head slightly, and a hideous mask under the cloak appeared in Wan Qing's eyes.

"Isn't it a surprise, why can't I die? Thief and thief! I said, it is the heavens who favor me, and the heavens favor me Zhang Bian, let me take your dog's life and avenge my son!" Zhang Bian's mask was actually changing like a human face, becoming more and more hideous.

"God's favor, do you not be a ghost or a ghost?" It's really funny!" Looking at Zhang Wei at this moment, Wan Qing felt a sense of sympathy in his heart, obviously he should return to dust and return to dust, reincarnate, and start a new life, but he still bears the pain and survives in this form.

"Hmph! Heaven is what you and other ants can blame, ignorant children, suffer death!" Zhang Wei snorted coldly, as if he didn't have the patience to say anything to Wan Qing, and directly turned into a shadow and walked towards Wan Qing.

"Wanqing original - Gang!"

Wan Qing threw a punch towards the shadow on the ground, but it had no effect, although the shadow was scattered, but the next moment it gathered together, without the slightest impact.

"It's so awesome, even the master's fist can't kill him!" the big man looked at the ghost on the ground with wide eyes.

"This is not from my Ghost Clan!" Youyuan, who was watching from the side, pondered for a long time before whispering, relieved.

"Boss, he'll call me!" Yu Yuan held a short dagger in his right hand and appeared beside Wan Qing.

"Okay, it's better to find out why he became like this?" Wan Qing directly withdrew from the battle circle, crossed his hands, hugged his chest, and quietly observed.

"Xiaocao, do you see some eyebrows?" Wan Qing asked again.

"It feels a bit similar to the old ghost of the Mo family that day, but it's still a bit of a gap, this form of debate, but only the strength that can be worthy of entering the C level, you must know that the divine soul can only be cultivated at least at the D level!"

"Could it be that you will use something like the Ghost Pill?" Wan Qing thought for a moment and said.

"There is also this possibility, but, that day, Zhang Bian's divine thoughts were taken away by a huge force and were not sucked into the dark sky, which... I feel like it has something to do with that!"

Although the weasel did not know what that thing was, Wan Qing naturally understood in his heart that that thing was the way of heaven, and there was a gap in the way of heaven, and many people knew it.

"But, why does that thing want to do such a thing?" Wan Qing was puzzled again, as the saying goes: Heaven is ruthless, and everything is regarded as a dog. Why did this Heavenly Dao interfere in earthly affairs and create such a life?

"Don't think about this yet, someone is here again, the peak of the fifth order of the C rank, it turns out to be an old acquaintance!" The green weasel smiled, and the person who came was Jiang Yunkou.

It may be because the cocoons of the buds have melted into the dead trees, and although the white mist is still there, the visual range has become wider, and this white light is like a light in the night, no matter how far away it can be seen clearly.

And Jiang Yunkou is the closest person to here except for Zhang Wei, and naturally he is the first to arrive.

"It's you again!" Jiang Yunkou's face was a little gloomy, and he cleaned up these two people fiercely that day, that is, even his short knife was cut off.

"I'm sorry, this baby is my Wan Qing!" Wan Qing patted the dead tree beside him with his right hand, thinking that Jiang Yunkou would declare his sovereignty.

"Little cub, do you think that you people can defend it? The people who enter Sansheng Mountain, if not 10,000, but also 8,000, can choke you to death with a mouthful of saliva!" Jiang Yunkou said viciously, hoping that Wan Qing can understand the current affairs and share it together while there are few people now.

Wan Qing looked up at the branches above, twenty jade-like young leaves, and the first young leaf actually grew thirty percent, which made Wan Qing a little curious, and decided that this dead tree must not be taken away, at least before the people of the Wood Spirit Clan came.

"Then a fight, you win, this dead tree has your share, if you lose, I will give you a C-level short knife, but you have to defend this dead tree with me!"

As he spoke, Wan Qing took out a C-grade short knife from the space storage ring in his middle finger with his right hand and shook it towards Jiang Yunkou.

Looking at the short knife in Wan Qing's hand, Jiang Yunkou's heart was hot, and he wanted to kill people and sell goods immediately, but Jiang Yunkou knew that in this situation, let alone killing people and selling goods, even the man next to him who was carrying the fiery red big knife might not be able to deal with it.

"Fight is avoided, I will definitely lose!But a C-grade short knife allows me to fight with thousands of people, isn't this looking for death?" Jiang Yunkou's eyes narrowed slightly, waiting for Wan Qing's answer.

Jiang Yunkou guessed in his heart that Wan Qing must have the backing, otherwise Wan Qing would not be so stupid, more than a dozen people fought tens of thousands of people, it was no different from looking for death.

"As long as you wait until the arrival of the Wood Spirit Clan!" Wan Qing said with a slight smile.

"Deal, but I want this short knife first!" Jiang Yunkou no longer has any worries, Jiang Yunkou has met the Wood Spirit Clan before, and he also knows that this Sansheng Mountain is the territory of the Wood Spirit Clan, so this transaction is still profitable.

"Hmm, a lifetime silkworm?" Jiang Yunkou's eyes widened, and just now a green shadow flashed between Wan Qing's middle fingers, and then a lifetime silkworm appeared on the branch of the dead tree.

"Just look at it, don't say more, maybe there will be your chance!" Wan Qing stared at Jiang Yunkou and said calmly, but with an inadmissible momentum.

Then, Wan Qing patted the ashes on his shoulder, and a silkworm egg the size of a grain of rice and white as jade appeared, but the top of the silkworm egg was a little emerald green.

"The eggs of silkworms for a lifetime!" Jiang Yunkou's face was shocked, and then, Jiang Yunkou's face was happy, is this the opportunity Wan Qing said, this is a bit big.

"Oh, do you recognize this silkworm egg?" Wan Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous aura emanated. The smoking gun on the sledgehammer's waist was pulled out and appeared on Jiang Yunkou's retreating road, locking Jiang Yunkou's retreat.

"Don't... Don't think about it, I accidentally broke into a ruin, and accidentally found some information about the Sansheng Ninth Silkworm!" Jiang Yunkou hurriedly explained, the sweat on his face overflowed into sweat droplets, sliding down his cheeks.

Jiang Yunkou was wanted by more than 20 families, naturally there are a lot of bounty hunters chasing and killing, once Jiang Yunkou was chased and intercepted by a bounty hunter organization, forced into a famous local place of death, Jiang Yunkou thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that not only did he not die, but he got a lot of opportunities.

In which ruins, Jiang Yunkou saw the information about the Sansheng Ninth Silkworm, which was also transformed step by step from the most ordinary silkworm.

From the beginning of the ordinary silkworm reborn, become a lifetime silkworm, a lifetime of silkworms and then metamorphosis into a lifetime of silkworms, a lifetime of silkworms, a lifetime of silkworms.

Then there is the transformation of the silkworm into the second life and the sixth silkworm, the six transformation processes, and the march into the third life.

Finally, the transformation of the silkworm into the silkworm of the third life and the ninth silkworm, a total of nine processes, and finally become a god.

Listening to Jiang Yunkou's words, Wan Qing was stunned, is it so troublesome? This carefully calculates that it takes twenty-three transformations to transform from an ordinary silkworm to a three-born nine-generation silkworm, and now Wan Qing's silkworm eggs still need twenty transformations, just thinking about it makes a big head.

"Do you want to hand it over to the Wood Spirit Clan later, or to Brother Mo Que!"

Wan Qing said in his heart that he couldn't even feed the green ferrets, and if he raised another silkworm, he would not starve to death.

"Okay, everyone collects the eggs of silkworms for a lifetime, if you want to raise, I won't say much, everyone knows this way of raising silkworms. If you don't want to raise it, when the Wood Spirit Clan comes, you can hand it over to the Wood Spirit Clan, and you should be able to exchange it for resources!"

Wan Qing spoke again, after all, this silkworm is really difficult to raise, and in this life, the silkworm must at least be fed with B-grade herbs, and it is okay to use pills, but no matter how you think about it, how you feel very luxurious.

After listening to Wan Qing's words, the others glanced at each other, and they were also entangled in their hearts, it was a good help for the silkworm to become C-level in this life. However, when you think about the price of feeding, it is a little daunting.

"Boss, can you think about it?" Qiu Ju said weakly, her bright eyes were reluctant, such an opportunity was hard to come by.

"I'll leave it to the Wood Spirit Clan!" Jiang Yunkou said generously, looking at the ashes on his shoulder, Jiang Yunkou's eyes were also reluctant, but thinking that if he could go out, he would definitely hide in Tibet again, how to feed this bottomless pit, it is better to change some resources and improve his personal strength.

After assigning the task, Wan Qing continued to look at the battle between the abyss and Zhang Wei, the battle between these two dark forms was like a shadow fight.

However, judging from the current battle situation, Youyuan actually didn't have an advantage, the short dagger in his hand was too short, and Zhang Wei didn't know where to find a big sickle, so that Youyuan couldn't get close.

"Where is this ghost clan, obviously it is a ghost clan!" Qing Weasel exclaimed, his eyes looking directly at the sickle in Zhang Wei's hand.

"Ghost clan?" Wan Qing had been reading in his heart for a long time, but there was no information about this clan, which made Wan Qing a little curious.

"Yes. In the years I wandered, I once encountered the ghost clan, and their only characteristic was the black scythe, also known as the soul scythe, which could directly kill people's souls.

Once the soul is cut off and cannot be recuperated and recovered in time, it will definitely die, and it cannot be reincarnated and dissipated between heaven and earth!

Moreover, this soul hooking scythe has no requirements for the level of using this, no matter whose divine soul it is, as long as it is beheaded, it will inevitably hurt the divine soul!" said the green weasel slowly.

"Slash people's souls!"

Wan Qing's eyes narrowed again, this is a little too awesome, who can forge such a weapon. Wan Qing is hot for a while, if he encounters a D-level soul cultivator and gives him a sickle, it will be very sour to think about it.

"Hehe, this scythe, the master wants it!" Wan Qing licked his lips, revealing a greedy look.

It's going to open a new pit, this book has been written for so long, and I have found a lot of shortcomings, and I am inevitably a little disappointed in my heart, and I am ready to make another wave, but it is really not good, and the pig head is going to open up a new route!