Chapter Eighty-Eight: Formalism Must Not Be

With a whirlwind of the sky, Qiu Ping fell to the ground with a "snap". Fortunately, he had rough skin and thick flesh, and he jumped on the spot a few times before turning into a godlike body and standing up.

And not far from him, sat a young woman with a beautiful posture and a pale face.

It's really a place in life where we don't meet, but I didn't expect to meet the niece of Chenghuang here again.

After the fat catfish incident last time, although Qiu Ping reported the matter to Chenghuang and Hebo completely, there was no follow-up, not even a compensation, which made Qiu Ping very unhappy.

Of course, he finally got a weird but very useful [Liutu General Talisman], at least he didn't lose money.

But this woman, it seems, apart from being beaten, should not have received any benefits.

Qiu Ping suddenly felt that the other party was a little pitiful, how could it seem that every time he saw the other party, the other party was unlucky.

When fighting for Huangquan Terrace, he lost nine dragon and tiger wrestlers, and took a [Coiled Snake Seven Absolute Sword], and was injured because his soul was trapped for six months.

Then when the fat catfish was encircled and suppressed, it was originally a victory, but it was suddenly pressed and beaten by others, if it wasn't for the fat catfish himself who had an accident, I am afraid that he would have to die there.

As if sensing that someone was coming, the woman opened her eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in her gaze at Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping grinned, everyone was also an acquaintance, and he greeted him warmly.

It's just that the woman seemed to be in a bad mood, so she didn't pay attention to Qiu Ping at all, and quickly closed her eyes again.

Qiu Ping was bored, but he didn't get angry, just looked around.

Qiu Ping had entered the world of the mussel spirit before, but its internal structure was still the appearance of a bazaar. But now, it's a wasteland.

The ground is green and yellow, and you can look farther away, but everything is shrouded in white mist, and you can't see it really.

It's just that when he saw these white fogs, Qiu Pinghu's heart jumped, and these white fogs ...... How familiar is it!

Although there was a lot of fog in the sky, and he could gather qi into fog himself, the white mist under his eyes was extremely similar to the white mist created by the [Liutu General Talisman] attached to his soul.

It's just that these white fogs in front of me, in terms of quality and quantity, seem to be much inferior.

What is the connection between the two?

"This is the old man's fantasy world, and I have specially gathered some wild gods for the two of them to hunt. Kill these wild gods and you will be given the corresponding priesthood. However, in the end, each person can only embody one. ”

"Although these priesthoods are derived from the unreal, they are the same as the laws of reality and can be used in reality." The old clam seemed very reluctant to do such a thing, and he had a stinky face when he spoke.

Everything in the fantasy world, if it is only used in the fantasy world, it does not consume much.

But if it is concretized into reality, then the cost will be lost.

If it weren't for the Cao family behind Chenghuang who spent a lot of money, the old clam spirit would not be willing to do such a thing that would damage his longevity.

"I heard that the mirage was about to open, and the Cao family was afraid that they wanted to gain huge benefits from it. However, in the fairyland land of mirage transformation, which force is not greedy? The old clam spirit's gaze fell on the woman, and he thought to himself.

In fact, the old clam spirit himself also has a trace of mirage blood, if he can enter the real mirage, he is afraid that he will be able to immediately comprehend the true and false truth, and the Tao will skyrocket.

It's a pity that the mirage is being watched by countless big forces, and he doesn't have a chance to get in. It stands to reason that with the strength of the Cao family, the woman has no chance to enter, but their family doesn't know where to get a place, so they put all the bets on the woman.

Because the laws in the mirage are special, there is a clerical foil that can exert more powerful power. However, the Shinto priesthood is bound to the jurisdiction, and it cannot be used without it, and only the wild god priesthood is not restricted.

Nowadays, wild gods are rare in the world, and Yin Si can't enter because of the Ming Ling King's refining of the Abi Hell, which makes the wild god priesthood, which is not rare, become scarce.

And the vast majority of ordinary-functioning priesthoods are not of much use in the mirage, and only the more offensive and defensive priesthoods can be used as the foundation of their existence.

Only then did the Cao family hit the idea on the old clam spirit.

The old clam spirit's gaze immediately fell on Qiu Ping again, as for this little loach, his forehead ...... It's just an add-on.

It's purely an opportunity for Hebo to come with a shy old face.

Anyway, it's going to be embodied, and there is no difference between one and two.

For the Cao family, a wild god priesthood may represent a lot of interests behind it, but for the little loach, it's just to take it and play with it.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is a piece of meat.

After the old clam spirit finished explaining, his figure disappeared into the white mist, and then a phantom appeared.

A wolf-headed monster covered in strange runes was the first to rush out.

His body was shrouded in scarlet blood, and with a roar in his mouth, he rushed towards Qiu Ping.

Perhaps in his simple perception, Qiu Ping looked better to bully.

"Buzz."

The woman raised a lamp in her hand, and the jumping lantern sparkled out at once, instantly enveloping the monster's body.

With just one breath, the monster was reduced to ashes.

Then a bone fragment the size of a fingernail flew into the woman's hand.

The first priesthood is in hand.

Looking at this scene, Qiu Ping was secretly greedy in his heart, he was really a big dog. Just a few days ago, I snatched your Dragon Tiger Lux and Sword Plate, and you took out another magic weapon.

How many surprises you have left is unknown to me.

As the first wild god was killed, four or five wild gods quickly emerged from the white mist.

Qiu Ping chose a wild god who looked like a bald frog, and no matter what moves and spells, he directly collided with it, and the frog god was knocked into smoke.

Then a green leaf fell.

He reached out and grabbed it, and a message quickly emerged.

Priesthood: [Drumming].

After the move, it can emit a noisy sound that will shake the hearts of the enemy.

As for the specific effect, it depends on the strength of the other party.

Qiu Ping is not optimistic about this priesthood at all, because this thing is too weak, and the aura contained in it is not even comparable to the normal Ninth Rank Divine Position.

If there were tenth-rank or even eleventh-grade priesthoods in this world, this thing would probably be at this level.

It's a complete knockoff.

But it's better than nothing.

Qiu Ping immediately rushed towards the other wild gods, the strength of these conjured wild gods was too bad, at most it was similar to Qiu Ping's loach soldiers, he could solve it with one punch and a kick.

At the end of the day, he was even a little bored, feeling like he was playing some kind of retarded game.

He couldn't figure out why the old clam spirit didn't directly materialize these priesthoods for them, and had to go through the process.

Alas, formalism is unacceptable.