Chapter 778: Underworld Conscription
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"It's okay, I'll find a way to get her back, you eldest sister, definitely!"
Chen Zijing's words were sonorous and powerful, so that these former junior brothers and sisters were shining in their eyes, and they had absolute trust in them, which was the affection accumulated over the years, and it was also a recognition of Chen Zijing's ability.
In the hearts of the younger brothers, although Zhang Jingjing is the eldest sister, Chen Zijing is a real Dinghai God Needle, and there will be no problem with him.
Chen Zijing reached out and took out a few bottles of pills from his arms, which he had accumulated over the years.
"These are for you. He handed these medicine bottles to everyone, and the elixirs that could be used by martial artists in the martial arts stage were very rare, and Chen Zijing's shot was naturally not ordinary.
Everyone knew that he was in the Alchemy Hall of the Sect, and his status was extremely lofty, and these junior brothers and sisters all had their eyes lit up! They were very familiar with him, so they naturally did not stick to it.
But after seeing these pills sent by Chen Zijing, they were all stunned on the spot, and after looking at each other, they were speechless, they didn't dare to ask for these things......
"This is ......?Nine Jade Condensing Yuan Pill?Blood Ice Condensing Vein Pill?...... and Nine Qu Blue Jade Pill?" Zhang Bin kept muttering with his eyes open, these pills were legendary objects to them.
Chen Zijing also had these because he was sitting in the position of the Alchemy Hall, and the entire Tianji Pavilion was divided into various rudders, and whoever had extremely high-level elixir prescriptions that could not be refined, would come to him, and over time he had accumulated so many treasures.
Li Chang's eyes widened, and he said in a loud voice: "This elixir is too precious, we can't ask for ......"
"Okay, don't prevaricate, I, the elder of the Pill Medicine Hall, am not in vain. I can't give up this little thing, and I don't have the face to be a big brother. Chen Zijing said it lightly, but it made everyone more and more dumbfounded.
This kind of treasure is called "this thing?", so what is it that is valuable in his eyes?
The little brothers and sisters swallowed hard, and looked at Chen Zijing with wide eyes, they found that their eldest brother had far exceeded their imagination, and the sky was probably unable to hinder his progress.
This "madman" of the sea country is not only powerful, but the wealth and treasures in his hands are not something they can imagine.
A few people didn't dare to be polite now, they knew Chen Zijing's character. If they resisted any more, it would inevitably cause him to be dissatisfied, and this was indeed the elixir they desperately needed.
Looking at the few people holding the pill, Chen Zijing nodded with satisfaction and said softly: "Okay, there is no banquet in the world, I have just said goodbye to Dean Zhao, the next destination is Spirit Snake Island, although the sea beast has retreated, you still have to be more careful." Can't be careless. ”
He suddenly reminded with a gloomy face: "Especially after the beast tide, you must be more careful, hurry up and gather your forces and occupy the best island nearby......"
Chen Zijing's words. has been said very bluntly, these little brothers are not stupid. On the contrary, they were extremely aware of the situation in the entire sea country, and their expressions immediately became serious at this time. Nodding his head again and again.
In this part of the Endless Sea, there is never a shortage of struggles, whether it is humans or sea beasts!
Chen Zijing waved his hand at everyone. A little on the soles of the feet, the whole person disappeared in an instant.
It was the same spatial technique again, and it disappeared in an instant, and at this moment it was already thousands of miles away......
Purgatory City of the Underworld, an ordinary city belonging to the One-Eyed King of the Black Armor Kingdom.
On the vast plains south of the city.
At this time, a large number of true devils and evil spirits gathered here, they came from all directions, undisciplined, roaring at each other and threatening each other viciously, but they did not dare to make a move.
Because of this iron-armored whip, they don't dare to act rashly, and there are some true demons who don't care about it and want to make a move, but they will be whipped open in an instant!
These true demons have different images, some are one-horned and one-eyed, some are three-headed and six-armed, some are full of red eyes, and there are countless kinds of them.
The whole plain was filled with all kinds of roars, roars, screams, chaos.
Looking closely, one of these massive monsters was small compared to other true demons, with two horns, and his whole body was covered with scale armor, which was very quiet.
He just stood faintly, lined up in the crowd, and walked forward with the surging flow of people.
Occasionally, there was a provocation towards him, but he simply ignored it, anyway, most of the demon soldiers and demon generals would not dare to make a move here.
In the underworld, the division of strength has its own name, which is divided into six levels: Demon Guard, Demon Soldier, Demon General, Demon Shuai, Demon Saint and Demon Ancestor, corresponding to the six great realms of human beings.
Standing in it was Chen Zijing's clone, who actually turned into a demon body and stood outside this purgatory city, mingling with a large number of demons!
"Everyone reports in order!" At the front of the plain, there are a large number of demon-level true demons who are summarizing and recording the information of these monsters, of course, the records are very brief.
Time passed, and half a day passed before it was Chen Zijing's turn.
"Name, place of birth, strength?"
The True Demon who was sitting on the opposite side with eyes above his nose asked in a humming voice, Chen Zijing, the language of the Demon Realm, had learned it by chance, and he had come here to practice again, so he was even more proficient.
He replied hoarsely in the usual tone of all the true demons here: "No name, the place of birth is on the mountain 20,000 miles away from here, and the strength of the demon will be in the late stage."
The true demon looked at him with disdain, and said indifferently: "Your name is No. 63 Bingyi, remember! Go to the No. 6 barracks!"
As he spoke, he gave Chen Zijing a token, a very simple Demon Realm token, which showed that there was no other information except for the number 63 of Bingyi and his own image that this guy said just now.
"Thank you. Chen Zijing took the token and instinctively said a word in magic language, and then walked towards the back.
"Huh?" As a result, the real demon's eyes widened, and he looked at his back in surprise, and plucked his ears hard, unable to believe the voice just now.
How many days has he been here, and there has never been a true demon who has ever said these two words to himself.
"I knew I wouldn't give him a chance, but he was a temperless softie!" the true demon was not grateful, but said with disdain.
Among the true demons of the underworld, they only recognize strength, not others.
And the word thank you that Chen Zijing said was only said by the lowest-level little demons.
After Chen Zijing finished speaking, he also regretted it a little, he knew that he had lost his words, so he hurriedly sped up and walked backwards. (To be continued.) )