Chapter 49: Snake Letter

"Hand me the black armor coat of arms. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yang Ling sat by the window, picked up the wine glass, and drank all the wine in the cup. With his eyelids raised, he looked at the gray-robed cultivator in front of him.

looks ordinary, and cultivation is only in the early stage of foundation building.

The gray-clothed cultivator stared at Yang Ling and threatened, "I have already added the poison of the Snake Grass to your wine, even the cultivators of the Jindan Realm will not be able to dissolve the poison of the Snake Grass." ”

"You give me the Black Armor Emblem now, and I will give you the antidote to the snake grass. Otherwise, in less than three days you will surely die. ”

"Oh. ”

Yang Ling responded calmly, raised the wine jug, poured another glass, and drank it all.

He did a rough calculation, and this was the eighth time in three days.

Since the commander of the Black Armor Army, Fang Wenhong and Fang put down his words, and recognized the chapter but did not recognize the person. That is to say, if you want to carry out the second assessment of the next government soldiers, it is enough to hand over the black armor coat of arms at that time, and there is no restriction on cultivation.

On that day, in front of the Qingzhou Pastoral Mansion, there were many cultivators. With the memory of a cultivator, it is easy to remember who has the black armor coat of arms. Yang Ling is one of them.

Not only on the morning of the first day, but more than 1,000 cultivators who did not get the black armor coat of arms. Combined with the cultivators who failed the assessment in the next two days, there were about 8,000 cultivators who had never received the Black Armor Emblem.

These cultivators who did not obtain the black armor coat of arms did not give up, but tried all kinds of methods to obtain the black armor coat of arms from the cultivators who obtained the black armor coat of arms.

Yang Ling has already encountered it eight times.

Or stealing, or ambushing, or poisoning, all kinds of means, it is impossible to prevent it.

The gray-clothed cultivator in front of him was poisonous, and he used a poison that was enough to threaten the lives of Jindan realm cultivators. Without the corresponding antidote, even the cultivators of the Jindan Realm would definitely die, let alone the cultivators of the Foundation Building Realm.

However, for Yang Ling, who cultivated the Heaven Devouring Demon Sutra. The poison of the snake letter grass could be easily refined, after all, it was only a threat to the cultivators of the Jindan Realm. For the cultivators of the Yuan Infant Realm, they can use their true qi to refine and force out the poison.

Yang Ling, who was carrying the Heaven Devouring Demon Sutra, had no effect on ordinary poisons. Unless it is a top-notch poison, the fourth-grade poison is even more poisonous than the third-grade poison.

If Yang Ling could fully comprehend and cultivate the Heaven Devouring Demon Sutra, any poison in the world would be of no use to him. Even, it was even more terrifying than the Ten Thousand Swords Dao Seal.

The Ten Thousand Swords Dao Seal is just transforming the sword path attack, forming the power of the sword path to be absorbed. And, the Heaven Devouring Demon Sutra can devour and absorb all energy, whether it is the power of the sword, the power of the blade, or the power of the gun.

Seeing Yang Ling so calm, the gray-clothed cultivator was inexplicably angry.

"I'll ask you to hand over the Black Armor Crest. ”

The gray-clothed cultivator raised his hand and smashed out with a punch, the air bursting in an instant, and the force was amazing.

Yang Ling glanced at the gray-clothed cultivator faintly, and his right hand reached out like lightning, easily blocking the gray-clothed cultivator's punch. With a flick of his arm, he directly threw the gray-clothed cultivator out of the restaurant, causing a burst of panic.

Continue to raise your glass and drink. Everything, it seems, has nothing to do with itself.

Qinghai City has rules, and there are patrols by the White Armor Army. However, as long as you don't kill people in Qinghai City and don't cause too much chaos, you won't break the rules of the Qingzhou Pastoral Mansion.

"Three days have passed, and the first assessment has ended, and I don't know when the second assessment will start. ”

Yang Ling looked into the distance, looked at the magnificent Qingzhou Pastoral Mansion, and waited for the start of the second assessment. The recruitment of government soldiers is naturally more than Qingzhou Mu, and their participation can only be arranged at will.

"It's fighting again. ”

Yang Ling looked down at the west and found that there were three cultivators in the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm confronting each other in the street. One of them, of course, was the one with the black armor coat of arms, and the other two were the losers.

The first assessment of recruiting government soldiers is to bear the momentum, some people are determined, some people are not strong-minded, so there will be a gap. Under the same cultivation, some passed, and some failed, and this is the gap in mind.

The cultivator with the black armor coat of arms was quickly defeated and fled frantically. The other two, in rapid pursuit, did not cause much confusion.

What they need is the Black Armor coat of arms, which is certified to participate in the second assessment. If you kill people, provoke the rules set by Qingzhou Mu, and be erased, it will be worth the loss.

Rumble.

A mysterious force swept across the entire Qinghai City from the Qingzhou Pastoral Mansion, and the power was monstrous and amazing.

Everyone in Qinghai City, whether it was an ordinary person or a cultivator, could sense that wonderful power, and involuntarily stopped and looked in the direction of Qinghai City.

"Qingzhou Mufu soldiers, the second assessment begins. Those who hold the black armor coat of arms go to the Qingzhou Pastoral Mansion. ”

The loud and majestic voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, like thunder.

The corners of Yang Ling's mouth curled slightly, and the second assessment finally began.

After paying the silver taels, he left the restaurant and went to Qingzhou Mufu.

At the beginning of the second assessment, a cultivator went to the Qingzhou Mufu from all over Qinghai City.

Those cultivators who didn't get the black armor coat of arms made a final struggle and got up to snatch the black armor coat of arms. Of course, the success rate is not that high.

Yang Ling came to the Qingzhou Pastoral Mansion, and more than 2,000 people had already gathered. The cultivation of every cultivator is not weak, at least in the middle of the foundation building realm, there are more than twenty cultivators in the Jindan realm.

And after half an hour the number did not increase, and there were four thousand three hundred and sixty-two.

After three days of assessment, there are many people who can withstand the evil momentum. After all, those who dare to participate in the assessment of Qingzhou Mufu soldiers have a little ability.

Yang Ling's eyes swept around, and he found that some cultivators looked excited, as if they had received great benefits. Don't think about it, it's those cultivators who have succeeded in snatching the black armor coat of arms.

"People should be here. ”

A figure appeared out of thin air, with a black armor, a cold expression, and a haunting aura, it was Fang Wenhong, the third commander of the Black Armor Army.

"Take out the black armor crest from your body. ”

Yang Ling and the other cultivators took out the black armor crest one after another, and suddenly felt a wave of divine consciousness sweeping across the square, inspecting the black armor crest in everyone's hands.

"Hmph. ”

Fang Wenhong snorted coldly, and the wordless evil aura spread.

"What's going on?"

"Let go of me. ”

"What's going on?"

There were more than a dozen cultivators levitating, attracting everyone's attention, and two of them were black-clothed cultivators in the middle of the Foundation Building Realm who were separated individually.

Fang Wenhong's eyes were cold, and he swept over the more than ten cultivators, and said, "If you want to fish in troubled waters, it also depends on whether you have this ability." ”

With a wave of his right hand, more than ten qi flew out, submerging into the dantian of the more than ten cultivators, directly destroying their dantian.

"My dantian. ”

"You actually ruined my dantian. “

"The dantian is ruined. ”

More than a dozen cultivators were extremely pale, and the destruction of the dantian meant that the path of cultivation had been lost. For any cultivator, it is a great blow.

"Get out. ”

Fang Wenhong drank coldly, and directly threw more than a dozen cultivators far away. Then, he turned his head to look at the two cultivators in the Foundation Building Realm who were separated separately, and a smile appeared on his face.