Chapter Eighty-Eight: To the City of Fire
It's just that unlike usual, there is only one big screen left now, and that is the screen that records the redemption of the killer.
The above nine-level killing generals start, Taiyi Zhenren, Sun Wukong, Huanglong Zhenren...... Each character from ancient mythology corresponds to the corresponding murderous value.
A ninth-level kill will require two million kills, a tenth-level kill will require five million, an eleventh-level kill will require ten million, and a twelfth-level kill will require 20 million......
Wang Feng glanced at his murderous value, more than 27 million.
These killing points are only enough to exchange for two eleventh-level killing generals, that is, the killing generals in the late Xuantian period.
However, after the upgrade of the killer system, not all of these killers are real, but a kind of lottery-like exchange.
Wang Feng can't guarantee that his luck will be so good, and he can draw two eleven-level killers to draw wisdom killers. So after thinking about it, he finally gave up the exchange.
In addition, although he couldn't check his aura value, after the entire system space was integrated with him, he could clearly feel that all the aura that had turned into aura value was absorbed by the Great Spirit Devouring Furnace, and his mind swept away, and the number of spirit stones he had immediately appeared in his mind.
Best spirit stones: 657 pieces
High-grade spirit stones: 760,000
Medium-grade spirit stones: 9.25 million
Lower-grade spirit stones: 33.26 million
If all of them are exchanged for avatars, there will be six ninth-level clones, seven hundred and sixty eighth-level clones, and thousands of sixth-level five-level and fourth-level clones.
With a wave of Wang Feng's sleeves, all the high-grade spirit stones, middle-grade spirit stones, and lower-grade spirit stones were directly exchanged into clones, on the vast plain under him. In an instant, it was as if it was a copy, and tens of thousands of doppelgangers appeared.
Among them, there are nearly 800 clones in the late stage of the eighth-level Xuanxuan, and those in the late stage of the sixth-level Xuankong. There are more than 10,000 bodies, and there are nearly 40,000 in the late stage of the fourth-level Xuanyuan.
The clones stood neatly around the Great Spirit Swallowing Furnace in a circle, from the late Xuanming period to the late Xuanyuan period, there was no confusion in the slightest.
The entire space exudes a deathly silence.
"It's not enough, it's not enough, I need to raise two thousand top-grade spirit stones as soon as possible. Even two thousand catties of spiritual liquid, break through to the Xuanzu stage as soon as possible, so that the Upper Extreme Ice Dao Sect can save the spirit with some certainty. ”
Wang Feng frowned slightly. Thoughts were racing.
Spiritual liquid is a liquid that is concentrated into a certain degree of spiritual power, and one catty of spiritual liquid is equivalent to a hundred top-grade spirit stones.
Two thousand catties of spiritual liquid. It was enough for Wang Feng to break through to the late stage of Xuanzu. At that time, even if there were Xuan Immortals in the Extreme Ice Dao Sect, Wang Feng would not be afraid.
"It's imperative to go and collect the spiritual fluid first!"
Wang Feng's heart moved, and he immediately glanced at the large Spirit Devouring Furnace and the dense clones below, and his divine consciousness withdrew from the world.
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Wang Feng, who was sitting on the Soul Refining Peak, slowly opened his eyes, and a coercion that belonged to the Xuantian Stage exuded from his body, sweeping in all directions.
"It is. Xuantian Period?"
Han Jiu, who was sitting quietly somewhere in the Extreme Ice Dao Sect, was suddenly startled, and quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the Soul Refining Peak. Then the figure flashed past without hesitation.
Because Wang Feng was breaking through, Liu Pipa strictly forbade anyone to approach, and at this moment, feeling Wang Feng's breath, Han Jiu knew that the other party had broken through.
"Congratulations to Childe on his promotion to Xuantian!"
Liu Pipa said respectfully to Wang Feng, who stood up.
"Congratulations to Childe on his promotion to the Xuantian Period!"
Han Jiu, who came from afar, also hurriedly saluted respectfully.
"Hmm. ”
Wang Feng nodded, looked at Han Jiu, and asked, "Han Jiu, you have been in the Refining Dao Sect for thousands of years, do you know where is the largest branch of the Lanxi Chamber of Commerce in the entire Refining Dao Sect?"
"Hui Gongzi, it is in Huoyan City, which is a million miles north of my Extreme Ice Dao Sect, where it is the headquarters of the entire Refining Dao Sect within a radius of a million miles. ”
Han Jiu said respectfully.
"Flame City?"
Wang Feng shook his head, flipped his right hand, and a palm-sized golden boat appeared in his palm. When the golden boat saw the wind, it rose to the size of ten zhang in the blink of an eye, suspended in mid-air.
"My inferior Shenxingzhou?" Han Jiu recognized at a glance that the golden boat in Wang Feng's hand was the Shenxingzhou in his storage ring.
This Shenxing Boat was given to him by his master Xuelong Dao when he broke through to the Xuantian Stage, and he was able to travel 500,000 miles a day. Although it is a lower grade, if it is taken out for auction, it can even be sold for hundreds of top-grade spirit stones.
In the Xuantian Continent, the grade of the Xuanqi and the level of the spirit stone correspond to each other, the lower grade of the mysterious weapon can only sell the lower grade spirit stone, and the middle grade of the mysterious weapon corresponds to the middle grade spirit stone, if you want to rely on the sale of treasures to get the best spirit stone, only the best of the mystery can be.
Because the Xuantian Continent was huge, and it took time and spiritual power for monks to hurry, the Divine Boat became a must for all monks.
However, the structure of the Shenxing Boat is extremely complex, and if you want to refine a lowest-grade Shenxing Boat, you need dozens or even hundreds of top-grade spirit stones for the materials alone, and you also need to refine it by at least a refining master in the Xuanzu period.
Therefore, a low-grade Divine Boat can be sold at the price of hundreds of top-grade spirit stones, and the price of a medium-grade Divine Boat is a hundred times that of a lower-grade Divine Boat, so it increases.
Even the legendary top-grade Divine Boat was refined by the legendary Upper Realm Immortals, and a large number of immortal arrays were arranged in it, which could shuttle between planes.
However, this was only what Han Jiu knew in some ancient records of the Extreme Ice Dao Sect, and it was just a legend.
Thinking of his own Dao Sect, the storage ring and even the Shenxing Boat given by the master fell into Wang Feng's hands, and a resentment arose in Han Jiu's.
However, he just glanced at Wang Feng's slightly thin back, and immediately put away all the thoughts in his heart.
The cold young man in front of him was really terrifying, five days, just five days, from a late stage of Xuantian to a Xuantian stage. He really couldn't imagine what terrifying power was hidden in the seemingly thin body of this young man named Wang Feng at this moment.
There were also hundreds of out-of-body incarnations, Han Jiu had never seen anyone have so many out-of-body incarnations.
Wang Feng didn't pay attention to Han Jiu's thoughts at all, and stepped on the flying boat, followed by Liu Pipa. As a killer, she only has Wang Feng in her eyes.
Han Jiu didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly flew onto the Shenxing Boat and landed behind Wang Feng.
Under Wang Feng's control, the golden Shenxing Boat turned into a streamer, went out towards the north, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
"Childe, are we going to Flame City?" In the cabin of the Shenxingzhou, Han Jiu stood aside, hesitated for a long time, and still asked.
The space in the cabin is extremely spacious, perhaps because Han Jiu pays more attention to pleasure, among which there is no shortage of tables, chairs and beds, and all kinds of food and wine.
"Exactly. ”
Wang Feng sat quietly on a purple sandalwood chair, and drank the unique cold spirit wine of the Cold Ice Dao Sect in the cup in one gulp, and a cold mixed with a rich aroma of wine flowed down his throat and dispersed to the limbs.
(To be continued.) )