Seeing that all his information was exposed, Zhang Xiaoming was particularly speechless.

How did this black-clothed ghost know so clearly, could she link to the extranet database? But this is obviously in the underground cave, and the depth here is almost thousands of meters underground, right?

"All the information has been checked successfully, S-class clearance has been granted, and the Necronomicon Charge Plan has begun!"

Charging plan? What the hell is this? Zhang Xiaoming said with a blank face, does this give permission to complete any tasks?

"After the charge reaches the standard, you can open the ultimate form of the Necronomicon Temple, the Nether Battleship!" The voice of the black-clothed ghost stopped, and she blinked at Zhang Xiaoming and stopped talking.

Zhang Xiaoming asked: "What is the charging plan?" Nether Battleship is a spaceship? ”

"The Necronomicon has a total of 50 layers, and the first layer is currently charged, and when the charge meets the 50th floor, the Necronomicon can change into an attack form, and each full layer can take away all the armors and mecha in this layer!"

The pair of small eyes of the black-clothed ghost blinked, as if waiting for Zhang Xiaoming to continue to ask questions, she actually wanted to see how Zhang Xiaoming operated.

"Really? You mean I can take all these mechs? Zhang Xiaoming was calculating the spatial range of his spiritual power, and at the same time calculating the size of these mechas.

He's thinking about whether to take some of it or all of it, or to go to the second or third floor.

"Yes, my people." The black-clothed Nether said playfully.

Zhang Xiaoming thought for a moment and found that these could no longer attract him, after all, there were still many mecha on the side of the Flame God Battleship, and the mecha there were obviously better than here: "Open the second layer of the charging plan." ”

The black-clothed ghost was stunned, because she was curious, where did the junior in front of her get the courage to tell her to open the second layer.

Does he really have a storage magic weapon, this kind of thing is very rare, just now she was wondering where this kid came from.

Underneath the large "Click" screen, a funnel-shaped groove appeared, showing a row of data.

Zhang Xiaoming was not stupid, he walked to the edge of this groove, and then took out hundreds of Yuan Qi Crystals from the spiritual power space, and then threw them into it one by one.

One, two, three...

100 went down, and the data above the groove only rose by 1.1%.

"Hey, hey, senior, you cheated, why is 100 only so little now?"

Zhang Xiaoming felt more and more that something was wrong, this groove was like a bottomless pit, although there were still a lot of vitality crystals in his spiritual power space, but it was not a waste like this, how could he support the migration of a large number of people at that time?

The black-clothed Netherworld was really stunned just now, the Yuan Qi Crystal appeared out of thin air, it seems that it is not storage equipment, only spiritual power fluctuations, this is spiritual power space.

"What level of spiritual cultivation have you reached? What is the extent of the space? The black-clothed ghost asked with excitement on her face, she is a master of spiritual power, can she not be happy now that there is such a genius disciple candidate?

What's the situation, this black-clothed ghost has a special hobby, right? How to look at his eyes is a little strange, Zhang Xiaoming feels hairy, he doesn't have a hobby of falling in love with virtual people.

"Senior, I am now in the soul realm, with a range of about 100 meters." Zhang Xiaoming deliberately underreported the range of more than 400 meters, and he estimated the normal range and reported it casually.

"What, soul moves, it can't be..."

The black-clothed ghost was full of disbelief, the cultivation of spiritual power was not so simple, at the beginning, she had swallowed a lot of heaven and earth treasures in her own cultivation, and it took countless years to cultivate to an extremely high realm.

The young man in front of him was obviously only 16 years old, how could he cultivate to the point of soul movement.

There are no such heavenly treasures on the earth, at most it is good to be able to cultivate to the soul mist, but there is a big bottleneck when the soul fog reaches the soul movement.

", I'm careless, I already knew that I would report the level a little lower" Zhang Xiaoming knew that something was wrong when he heard the black-clothed ghost say this, and he wanted to beat himself to death 100 times in his heart.

Zhang Xiaoming pretended to be stupid and asked, "Senior, is there any problem?" Is my mental power level too low? ”

The black-clothed Netherworld rolled her eyes, this Nima is called a low level, and other geniuses are not as powerful as you even if they eat the treasures of heaven and earth, but she did not praise it: "Eh, it's okay, I'm the most powerful group of spiritual power cultivators of the Yanshen Clan, do you want to find a master?" ”

Zhang Xiaoming was frightened for a long time, he thought that this woman was going to do something, but it turned out that he was just accepting apprentices, probably because he had taken a fancy to his cultivation qualifications and wanted to be a cheap master.

"The master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." Without any hesitation, Zhang Xiaoming knelt down and apprenticed to his teacher, he had been alone in his cultivation for so long, to be honest, he really wanted to find a master.

The woman in front of her wanted to accept an apprentice, and Zhang Xiaoming wanted to apprentice, so they hit it off.

"Ah, good boy! Hurry up. ”

The black-clothed Netherworld had tears in her eyes, she couldn't be excited, the apprentice she had taken in before was killed by a foreigner, and this apprentice in front of her had such a talent, she vowed to teach him all of her life's learning.

However, Zhang Xiaoming knelt on the ground motionless, and his two hands were still stretched out to the elder, as if he was begging.

"Boy, get up?"

...

Zhang Xiaoming was still motionless, in fact, he was speechless in his heart for a long time, this master really has no eyesight.

"You... That's it, as a teacher, I will give you the supreme treasure of the Netherworld, this treasure was originally intended for you to use, and my virtual intelligence has long been useless. ”

As the black-clothed Netherworld finished speaking, a piano suddenly flew out of the air of the Necronomicon Temple, which flew towards Zhang Xiaoming, and then flew into Zhang Xiaoming's hand.

Feeling the power of the piano, Zhang Xiaoming's music blossomed, and he imagined that he would fly in the air and play a song casually, and then the opponent's enemies would die in large pieces.

"This piano is called the Netherworld Qin, and it is a supreme treasure refined by my ancestor of the Netherworld lineage in the Netherworld Star Domain with the Netherworld Bamboo and the Netherworld Jiao Dragon Tendon in the Endless Sea."

"This treasure can only be used by women, and you can use it for your Taoist companions..."

Zhang Xiaoming, who was originally full of joy, was excited, but he got a treasure for nothing, and it was a supreme treasure, but in the end, such a sentence came that a woman can use it.

Zhang Xiaoming was not happy, he hurriedly made a request: "That, master, can you change it?" Are there any knives, swords, or whatever? ”

The face of the black-clothed ghost became ugly, this kid simply didn't respect the etiquette, and the things given by the master were actually bargaining, and he actually looked down on this treasure.

"Nope!" The black-clothed Netherworld is dead, how can she use those things used by rough people, she is a woman, she is a strong person who has stepped through the galaxy.

Hearing that the voice of the black-clothed Netherworld changed, Zhang Xiaoming was not a fool, and immediately threw this Netherworld Qin into the spiritual power space, he was afraid that the woman in front of him would regret it.

Zhang Xiaoming took a step back and said respectfully: "Master, I have accepted the treasure, and I still have a small request for that." ”

"Say!" The black-clothed Netherworld was visibly unkind.

"So... So... Like this..."

Zhang Xiaoming told his master his thoughts, and the two had a heated discussion on this matter, and even the black-clothed ghost criticized Zhang Xiaoming from time to time.

"Yes, yes, yes, just do what you say, master." Zhang Xiaoming couldn't stop nodding.