The person who received Wu Di was a girl with a melon seed face, with long hair like a waterfall, and her appearance was also very smart.

Register the father's name, place of birth, age and height and other information in the book, in order to avoid finding the wrong person, the girl specially brought Wu Di a pen and inkstone.

Wu Di closed his eyes for a long time before he started writing, and roughly sketched the outline of a man's face. Then it was modified and added by professional painters in the guild, and there was already an eight-point similarity.

According to the rules of the guild, all monks who issue tasks must pay a certain amount of remuneration in advance.

According to the hostess, this is to avoid the mercenary from finding an employer after completing the task, so he cannot get the corresponding remuneration, so the employer needs to pay a part of the remuneration in advance.

Wu Di was not stingy, he directly handed over two hundred gold bars, and promised that the mercenaries would complete the task within two and a half months, and would also give a high-grade Xuan-level exercise and a low-grade king weapon.

After posting the task, the reception girl gave Wu Di a wooden plaque with a string of numbers engraved on it, which was the task code issued by Wu Di.

After leaving the Lingyuan Guild, Wu Di's mind kept ringing with the system prompt, and he had no intention of shopping at all, so he could only go back to the inn first.

In front of the counter on the first floor, Wu Di explained to the shopkeeper that he should not go upstairs to disturb him if he had nothing to do, and then hurriedly went up to the second floor.

After closing the door, Wu Di sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes, and his soul instantly entered the system enchantment.

The moment he arrived at the enchantment, a ray of light went straight into Wu Di's eyebrows, and before he could react, the cumbersome and difficult mantra was suddenly engraved in his heart, and an illusory picture appeared in his mind.

In the picture, millions of monks are slaughtered in the field, and the murderous anger is monstrous.

In front of the army of millions of monks, a man in white stood proudly in the world, his expression was very indifferent, and his eyes were even more cold and ruthless, facing the coercion exuded by millions of monks, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and when he saw the army rushing towards him, his right hand suddenly slashed at the sky.

Look at the sky, with the wave of the man's right arm, the original clear sky was torn in half, the dark clouds rolled in the cracks, and the heavy rain poured out, and the nine dragons broke through the clouds between the lightning and thunder, and went straight to the man in white as if worshipping the Holy Lord.

Looking at the Nine Dragons again, the body is extremely large, eight of them have hideous faces, majestic bodies and four powerful claws, they swim around the man in white in all directions, and finally the ninth dragon exudes golden light, floating under the man in white and stopped in mid-air, as the man in white sat down and pointed at the millions of monks below, the eight black dragons went straight to the millions of monks.

Killing, wailing, and blood splattered the territory of a hundred miles red.

It wasn't until the last man fell that the eight black dragons rose into the air, and the man in white went straight to the torn place in the sky.

But just when Jiulong was about to disappear into the crack, Wu Di had the illusion that the man seemed to turn his head slightly and glanced at him from afar.

Whether it was an illusion or it was true, Wu Di couldn't say accurately, the man and Jiulong disappeared too quickly.

"Good...... What a terrible strength, raising his hand to cut the sky seems to have broken through a realm, he ...... What kind of cultivation is it?"

Wu Di couldn't calm the turmoil in his heart for a long time, especially when he recalled the scene of the Eight Dragons slaughtering millions of monks, his scalp was even more numb.

"Eight dragons can slaughter millions of monks, which shows that this 'Nine Dragons Pilgrimage' technique is by no means ordinary. Perhaps, the monk of the man in white can be called a real immortal. ”

Wu Di suppressed the horror in his heart, no longer thinking about the picture of the Nine Dragons, and set his eyes on the monochromatic stone.

The task still has to be accepted.

I saw Wu Di look at it for a long time, sighed and grabbed a red stone, and crushed it with a click.

"Ding! The host has successfully activated the killing system, and the host is requested to kill six immortals, four immortal masters, and two immortal kings within twelve hours. ”

If the host successfully completes the task, the system will open a killing barrier for the host and reward the host with a lifespan of thirty days. ”

If the host mission fails, the system will take back the Xiantian Barrier and deduct one day of the host's lifespan. ”

......

"Smelly hands, smelly hands. ”

Wu Di instantly raised his left hand and slapped his right hand twice.

He was afraid of receiving such a task, and he originally planned to encounter it, but it would be a big deal to be deducted for a day.

But the system is very treacherous, and the reward is to open up a killing enchantment by itself.

What the effect of that killing enchantment was, Wu Di couldn't guess.

But he knew very well in his heart that once he failed to complete the task, he would take back the Senda Enchantment, and if he didn't do this task, he would lose two enchantments in a row.

This price is too great.

In fact, even if you deduct three or five days of longevity, it doesn't matter, but the Xiantian Barrier can't be taken back by the system. You must know that the third phase of rice will be harvested in another seven days, and it will be another hundred grains of immortal rice with extremely strong aura. ”

Soul returned to the body, Wu Di scratched his head frantically.

Those hundred grains of immortal rice are not a small amount, if Wu Di inhales all the spiritual energy in the rice grains into his body, then it is enough for Xiu Wei to be promoted to about three stars of the immortal king.

"No! The aura between heaven and earth in Qingzhou is not strong, if you want to cultivate to a superior level, you have to rely on immortal rice, this task must be done, once you fail, the cost is too great. ”

Wu Di stood up, straightened his clothes and walked out of the room, and hurriedly went downstairs and walked out of the inn.

This scene made the shopkeeper stunned.

"What's wrong?"

It's no wonder that the shopkeeper was stunned, Wu Di specially told him before, saying that he wanted to rest and not let people go up to disturb him, so he hurriedly ran out after only a quarter of an hour, and he was confused about who it was.

Just like Qin An and the other seven people who followed to the inn, stood across the street to discuss whether to enter the inn to rent a room, observe Wu Di's every move at any time, and wait for the night to come and kill the treasure, but before they could agree, Wu Di ran out.

"What's wrong? How do you feel that fool is burned by fire?" Yu Jianlin looked at Qin An, the head of the Tiangang faction, and asked.

Actually, following this from Xianyun Tower to here, I feel more and more that this person is eccentric, and everything is a little inexplicable, which makes me faintly uneasy. Qin An frowned and spoke softly.

On the side, Sun Puchuan glanced at Qin An and sneered a few times.

"Master Qin, listening to your voice, it seems that you are afraid of him. Is it because that fool has an imperial weapon in his hand?"

"I can't describe the feeling. ”

"Don't worry, if it's a sword, the old man definitely doesn't have the idea of snatching it. But that imperial weapon is a stick, I don't know how to use it, and our master is not proficient in stick skills, so I dare to conclude that that fool will not use it nine times out of ten. If you are instigated, go back to the Tiangang faction! The Imperial Dragon Slayer Stick and the 'Mirror Shadow' Ancient Scroll are all my Sun Puchuan's. ”