Chapter Eighty-Three: The Man Shrouded in Auspicious Clouds

Wang Thirteen was the leader, accompanied by seven elder-level monks of the Spirit Sword Sect, and eight great monks stood proudly in the sky, and unconsciously, they cast a terrifying power downward. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even if these powers were just an unintentional outpouring of power from the great monks, the super soldiers on the ground still couldn't bear it, and they all felt that their breathing was difficult, and their bodies were a little heavier out of thin air.

Except for Wang Ye, the rest of the people couldn't even raise their heads.

Wang Ye looked up at the eight figures in the sky, and once again sighed in his heart that this Kyushu continent was indeed the home of NPCs, and here, no one could compete with these aborigines, and super soldiers would be no exception.

These seven elders are the strongest first-level monks in the entire Kyushu Continent in the game setting, and they are only one or two steps away from shattering and ascending. If you still have the player's perspective at this time, you will definitely see the outline of the body of the seven people marked by the extremely dangerous crimson color, the status box will be stretched long due to the large number of health, and there will be a large skull on top of the status maniac, symbolizing that the target has absolute strength far above the player.

However, at this moment, these seven Spirit Sword Elders with the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth were staring at this clear sky and earth with incredible eyes, their bodies trembling with excitement, their lips twitching, but they couldn't speak for a long time.

It was a long time before a whisper squeezed out of those pursed lips.

"Actually, they really succeeded in purifying it......"

"It's really, really ironic that the problem that has plagued the entire Ten Thousand Immortals League for thousands of years has been solved in the hands of a group of outsiders. ”

For a moment, these elders were only concerned with amazement and emotion, and none of them were willing to pay attention to the person who had accomplished this feat. Wang Ye waited quietly below, but he didn't care. After all, it is normal for people to lose their temper under great shock.

In fact, just from the clothing of the Spirit Sword Sect, it is not difficult to see that they made a hasty trip. In addition to the well-dressed and extraordinary demeanor of Wang Thirteen, the elders who followed behind him were all disheveled and embarrassed. Some of them had their hair scattered, some of their robes were upside down inside and out, some had no socks on one foot, and stepped barefoot on the flying sword, and the most tragic thing was that one of them didn't even have time to put on his pants, and had to use an auspicious cloud to cover the vision of others. It's just that the Spirit Sword Sect enters the Dao with a sword, and everyone else is stepping on the flying sword, and he is the only one who sits on the auspicious clouds, which is really awkward and awkward. This group of people is as if they have just been caught and raped in bed, and in this case, there is no need to care about their momentary gaffes.

And when the elders were shocked and lost their minds, Wang Shisan seemed much calmer, he quickly saw Wang Ye on the ground, and then quickly landed, while scanning the traces of the battlefield with his residual vision, he asked with concern: "What's the matter, it seems that the intensity of the battle is far beyond expectations? And with your ability, you can actually make yourself so embarrassed? God, your heart is actually broken, it doesn't matter, right?"

As he spoke, Wang Thirteen had already unfolded three cyan spirit runes, which melted one by one with his fingers, releasing a soft light to envelop Wang Ye, and after a while, the red color of Wang Ye's body subsided.

As the chief disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, Wang Shisan's basic skills in igniting spirit runes were extremely solid, and in the blink of an eye, he even clicked three spirit runes, Wang Ye didn't even have time to stop them, he was wrapped in the amount of spirit runes, and his eyelids couldn't help jumping slightly.

The three spirit runes in Wang Thirteen's hand are extraordinary, according to the percentage of the maximum health value instantly regenerate blood, the scope of application is down to civilians with less than 100 health values, and up to the land true immortals with more than 100 million health values, all of them are instantly restored to one-third, and the three spirit runes are fired together, which is basically the flesh and bones of the living dead.

However, such a miraculous spirit rune naturally has a price to match. When this game was still in operation, this spirit rune existed as the ultimate drop of a super-large team dungeon, and the drop rate of the team boss was no more than one percent, which was rarer than the silver frost sword that was frozen for hundreds of miles.

Maybe many people are a little unreasonable, no matter how miraculous this rune is, it is just a blood vial that replenishes it, how can it be compared with a divine weapon? But in fact, the real value of this spirit rune is to hand it over to NPCs to open an important story quest chain. The Qingyun Rune of the Spirit Sword Sect can change their lives against the sky, any one of them is enough to make the monks below the Yuan Infant flock to it, and the final return will be very amazing if the task chain opened with such a spirit rune.

As a result, in order to treat Wang Ye's internal injuries caused by detonating the fire and self-destructing the module, Wang 13 clicked three spirit runes in a blink of an eye! Wang Ye made a simple calculation in his heart, if the medical expenses he had just received were converted into Huaxia credit currency, it would be about 200 million......

Wang Ye said with great regret: "Thirteenth brother, in fact, ......"

Wang Shisan didn't wait for Wang Ye to finish speaking, and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Wang, the significance of your battle to the Kyushu Immortal Cultivation Realm is far beyond the comparison of a few spirit runes. You have expanded the territory of the immortal Dao civilization on this continent, and it is not too much to receive multiple gifts, what are the three spirit runes compared to it?"

"Thirteen is right. ”

A long-haired Taoist priest slowly descended from behind Wang Ye, at this time his face was solemn, his posture was solemn, and he didn't see the stunned embarrassed appearance at all, and this elder was worthy of being a great monk who was about to ascend, and he didn't know when, so he quietly straightened the Dao robe upside down inside and out.

"Your battle means a lot to Kyushu...... We are sorry that we were not able to trust you before, and that we were able to impose harsh conditions, resulting in heavy casualties among your fighters. ”

The long-haired Taoist priest bowed his head in shame as he spoke.

Although they had not witnessed the fierce battle in the Savage Lands, it was not difficult to deduce from the remains of the battlefield how fierce the short battle was, but it was far beyond the initial expectations. Moreover, Wang 13 said that there were 61 people in their team to open up the wasteland, but at this time, there were only 54 people left, and all of them were injured, which was obviously not in the plan.

"It's not too late to make amends, and all we can do now is to compensate you to the maximum. ”

Wang Ye was silent for a while, and said: "There is no need for compensation, after all, none of us have experience in such a thing as opening up the wilderness, and it is inevitable that we will underestimate the difficulties." But according to what we said before, we have carved out a civilized soil here, and you are here to help us build a country, is that okay?"

"Absolutely. ”

This time, it was another Spirit Sword Elder who responded to Wang Ye, this person was dignified and handsome, except for a wisp of silver on each of his temples, and only crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, he could hardly see any difference from the younger generation...... But in fact, according to the setting, the seventh-ranked elder Lu Jinchen is already more than two hundred years old, and even the child has passed his 100-year-old birthday.

He specializes in refining weapons and talismans in the Spirit Sword Sect, and he has always regarded himself as a gentleman, and he pays attention to his demeanor at all times - to put it bluntly, he is pretending to be forced. At this time, he stood behind his senior brother, and responded to the great cause of the founding of the country with a serious face, and his expression and body movements when he spoke were all delicate and elegant, but they did not lose the atmosphere.

If you don't consider the auspicious clouds shrouded in his lower body, this is indeed a historical picture worth remembering......

(To be continued.) )