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In the Worm Valley, the souls of the monks killed were too late to be harvested.

In the thirty days of refining Feilu, the number of souls harvested was far from enough.

On the land of the Old Money God's Mansion, beasts of various shapes have appeared.

These beasts are mainly transformed from the souls of the cloud beasts that were killed in the endless sea of clouds, and after being absorbed by the gods.

Occasionally, small jīng spirits in human form will also be produced, and these are the fragments of the souls of those human monks, which are transformed after being absorbed by the gods.

Lao Qian's main primordial god, the three sè spirit roots, quickly strangled all the humanoid jīng spirits that were produced.

If there is a human form, there will be wisdom.

The source of these jīng spirits all comes from the souls of the enemies of Old Money!

God knows, what kind of wisdom will they produce?

Therefore, Lao Qian would rather have a bunch of demonic beasts in his own Divine Mansion.

The flying land sacrifice was finally completed, and all of it was stretched out, and there was still a radius of eight miles left in the flying land, which was now only the size of a palm.

The whole body is translucent, red and blue double sè.

It's like a red and blue gemstone with a general texture.

It was pierced by the old money with a piece of gold wire and hung on the waist, like a stone handicraft used for decoration.

Lao Qian and the others cleaned up and changed their appearance.

Old Qian dyed his shawl hair purple sè.

The muscles on the face have also changed slightly, becoming more rigid and more conlined.

A green robe turned into an apricot yellow monk's robe.

The soft-shelled turtle, after changing its face shape, changed into a golden monk robe that is common in the gallon plane.

A golden glitter, which perfectly conceals his pale gold skin.

Even the big head, the figure has risen a few inches, and a pair of mung bean eyes have doubled in size.

It is enough for anyone with a portrait of a big head to identify it in person for half a day, and it will not be able to identify it.

If you want to identify and capture a monk of Lao Qian's level from the portrait, there is basically no possibility of xìng.

It's basically impossible to change the shape casually.

Except that the number of people is still six, which is the same as the rumor, but the monks who formed the team are in the sea, and they are willing to form a few people, just a few people, who can interrogate them one by one.

In this way, the six people disguised as the common squad adventurers on the gallon plane successfully arrived at the nearest big city, Bohai City.

When I entered Bohai City, I looked at it and saw that the ground was full of dense human eyes and bustling shops.

For any decent shop, there is a wide door in the middle, which leads directly to the large hall inside.

And around the gate, there is a circle of thick pillars.

On each pillar, there are one or several statues carved, either a beautiful woman with only a ribbon around her private parts, or a handsome man with extremely muscular body.

The sun shines on these countless statues, producing light and shadow intertwined light and shadow and changes in the virtual and the real, and their shapes can be said to be the artistic manifestation of the beauty of people's demeanor, form, face and demeanor.

In the midst of life, with a sublime and noble beauty.

"I love the architecture, it looks so mysterious, noble, perfect, and harmonious.

The plane of the wood god, no matter how luxurious, compares like an upstart who has plastered all the walls with gold leaf. ”

Old Qian's green eyes scanned these buildings and let out a heartfelt admiration.

There are many things that transcend racial boundaries.

Beauty is one of them.

In any case, the architecture of beauty represents a higher level of civilization.

"Especially in every store, it is like this, the beauty here is shared by everyone, which proves that the aesthetic standard and civilization level of Bohai City are generally very high. ”

The soft-shelled turtle also made a heartfelt sigh.

"Such a beautiful and elegant building is simply unaffordable, let alone destroyed, to harm their minds. ”

Zhu Yi's eyes were like seeing a beautiful lover.

However, the admiration for beauty quickly disappeared when the six of them arrived at the mercenary union.

They used the mercenary badge of a monk who had been turned into food for the mouths of worms.

Cloth's quest to find the pink-clad girl Hayley, spanning the entire gallon plane.

It actually takes a hundred high-grade immortal stones!

When did the top-grade immortal stone become so worthless!

Old Qian and their top-grade immortal stones have already consumed a lot in the fierce battle of the Endless Sea of Clouds.

Lao Qian took out nearly half of the inventory on his body before paying for this frighteningly expensive fee.

However, there is no specific whereabouts, but Hailey's previous identity has been found out.

"Using pink liliang Xuanao, dressed in pink, a woman with extremely high cultivation, only one person meets.

Hayley, the commander of the Knights of St. Smaiser. Kasseline.

Entering Tiansha City two years ago, no one has seen her come out.

Man, you are the 48,000th inquirer, and you will save some money in the future, but it will not be easy to come by.

These monks who entered Tiansha City, even around their homes, were covered with eyeliner.

Just because you want to get a piece of the pie, it's a dream!"

The middle-aged uncle who was in charge of handling the inquiry business glanced at Lao Qian with a complicated look at "stupid, mentally retarded, and a loser".

Two years ago, the master who entered Tiansha City was inquired countless times in the Mercenary Guild.

The mercenary union made a fortune.

There were only more than two hundred monks entering Tiansha City, and staring at them was the full-gallon plane!

Before it was their turn to enter the Worm Valley, the small sects and small sects guarding the Heavenly Evil Gate nearby and even scattered cultivators, lurking one by one in all the places where those monks who entered the Heavenly Demon City were most likely to appear.

Waiting for these monks to come out of Tiansha City and ask for clues.

This monk dressed in apricot yellow, the fluctuations emanating from his body are obviously weak, in the eyes of several people in the same industry, this person's cultivation is probably the worst, at this level, he also wants to get a piece of the pie in the giant wave called Tiansha City.

In addition to wasting money, I'm afraid I don't even know how I died.

After Lao Qian's body was strengthened nearly nine times, the overly strong leakage of his own breath has become a very powerful shield.

Even if you can't run those astringent aura techniques, the leaking aura and spiritual power are very limited.

In the eyes of those who are accustomed to the power of venting their breath and judging the strength of the other party, Lao Qian is the one with the shallowest cultivation among the six-person group.

That's right, this must be Hailey's true identity.

Lao Qian quickly exchanged glances with a few other people.

Hailey, with a kind of respectful to the other party, has been most explained in this identity.

"Knights of St. Simeye, is it remarkable?"

Old Qian pouted disdainfully.

Immediately, Lao Qian found that the middle-aged uncle looked at him and immediately had one more kind of eyes: "You are a genuine country bun." ".

Oops, want to be stuffed?

Lao Qian did not move, and his body was already surrounded by sword qi.

"You don't even know about Saint-Smai's dirt buns, it's a shame!"

This sentence of the middle-aged uncle, which made Lao Qian mention the killing machine, is a release.

It seems that it is not one of you who loses face, but a lot!

There are always more earth buns than elegant jīng ying, and in every plane, it is this kind of truth.

"Great Lord God of Justice, with what will pull the chariot of justice?"

The middle-aged uncle asked rhetorically.

After all, he has been working in the mercenary union for so long, and if he can't even answer this question, then it's not a dirt bun, but a real problem.

"You mean, Kingsman?

These Knights of St. Smaisme, all descendants of Kingsmail?"

Lao Qian's wandering around in Qingniu Mountain was not in vain.

The Lord God of Justice, the main artifact of the driver, the Chariot of Justice, soars in the starry sky.

The six Kingsmen, pulling the chariot of God, came like the rising of the sun and the coming of night.

This is an epic that describes the Lord God of Justice, when he ascended into the sky!

Day and night are not detrimental to the divine power of the Lord God of Justice, for He is in charge of justice.

An approving smile appeared on the middle-aged uncle's face.

"You have some knowledge, the Knights of St. Smaisme, founded by six descendants of St. Smai.

The Knights of St. Smime had six sub-regiments, each of which was headed by a descendant of Kingsmail.

So, go back, young man.

Once they heard the results of this inquiry, no one felt that the territory of the Knights of St. Smime was scattered.

Otherwise, you can check out the other candidates who will enter Tiansha City. ”

The middle-aged uncle smiled like a weasel in front of a chicken coop.

Lao Qian nodded, and said honestly: "Okay, but is the problem of the cost, can you owe it first?"

A weasel-like grin immediately stepped down.

"Mercenary union, no credit. ”

The middle-aged uncle said angrily.

Old Qian shrugged his shoulders: "Otherwise, we will pay it back in ten years......

The middle-aged uncle's expression had become vicious.

As soon as Lao Qian turned around, he walked out with his head held high, and before leaving, he left a sentence:

"Aren't they just a few geese with golden feathers?

And it's not the body, it's a descendant, it's hairy. ”

Everyone thought that this was the rhetoric of the country buns, but they didn't hear it.

The gallon plane is very discriminatory against demon cultivators, but these geese with golden feathers are the main god's car!

Can it be compared to ordinary demon cultivators?

"Old Qian, you have to be careful, the six saints of Smai, in all the planes ruled by the Lord God of Justice, Shili are quite powerful.

In this gallon plane, the shili of Bright Mountain is much stronger than the Knights of St. Smaise, but the bishop of Bright Mountain, when he meets the commander of the Knights of St. Smai, is respectful. ”

Quinn kindly and nervously reminded Old Money.

"Yes, that's how the Gallen Plane describes the Knights of St. Smaime, who are inseparable from protecting their favorite, keeping the dead jīng spirit at bay for him.

Let the efforts of the enemies of the pet go to waste, and nothing will be achieved.

Let them spoil the enemies of the people, and the harvest is nothing but disaster and sorrow!"

The big head was also nervous.

Quinn as a demon cultivator and Datou as a loose cultivator, they had never fought against such a powerful organization.

Old money's eyes are rolling.

"There is an old proverb in my hometown, use the knife of a tiger to kill a goose!

I'm going to try to see how thick the feathers on the neck of these little miscellaneous fat birds are!"

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