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Chapter 125-1 Training

Just listen to Pan Wu Gao said, "The formation flag of this Ten Thousand Poisons and Five Spirits Formation is hidden deep in the formation."

"In addition to containing the Five Poison Spirits, we also need to find five master swordsmen, break into the formation, and kill the people guarding the formation flag."

"So fellow Taoist, you still have to find a master to help."

Zhuang Wuming was slightly confused, "Can't you just look for them? Your Pan Gu Sect is not short of swordsman masters."

The tallow tree smiled slightly and said, "There is a reason for this. The person who breaks the formation flag should have our absolute trust."

"If this person gets his mind on delaying the time to cut off the formation flag, that would be a bad thing."

"After all, the Five Poison Spaces are closed. Once you enter and want to come out, it's not that simple."

Hearing this, Zhuang Wuming understood clearly in his heart that people's hearts are unpredictable and they are not absolutely trustworthy. It is not impossible for people with other powers to have problems.

After thinking for a while, Zhuang Wuming said, "I understand, how many days do you need to wait for me?"

Pan Wu Gao nodded, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I'll just go and inform the others to get ready."

At night, Zhuang Wuming left the Spirit Insect Department and found Basa at the foot of the mountain.

Barcelona waited below for a whole day, but there was no impatience on his face, only worry.

It wasn't until Zhuang Wuming came down the mountain that he showed his joy.

On Wan Chong Mountain, in the Wuyou Palace, Xiaoman stood next to the tallow tree.

Her big eyes showed confusion, "Dad, why did you let this person join this operation?"

"If he has a hidden conspiracy, things will be difficult to handle this time."

A trace of helplessness flashed across Pangaowu's face, "There is no other way. Your situation cannot be delayed any longer."

"Only by conquering Baiman Mountain as soon as possible and sealing you into the earth's veins can we extend your life."

Having said this, Panwu Gao stretched out his hand and touched Xiaoman's head, with a hint of determination in his eyes, "Don't worry, I will definitely let you be reborn."

Zhuang Wuming took Basa into the Underworld Cave, which is a place where monsters are rampant and is very suitable for harvesting monsters.

Walking in the cave, Basa felt chills all over his body, and the yin energy made him feel very uncomfortable.

In this invisible place, Barcelona's eyes were filled with darkness.

Zhuang Wuming summoned a demon soul at this time. It held a pair of blue swords in its hands, glowing with a faint green light.

Under the clear light, the dark cave became a little brighter, so that nothing could be seen.

Barcelona looked around cautiously and said in a low voice, "Sir, what am I doing here?"

Zhuang Wuming glanced at him, "I want to harvest some powerful monsters and refine a weapon for you."

He turned his hand over and a soul-calling flag appeared. It was the magic weapon of the evil cultivator Poison Spirit that he encountered for the first time after entering the fairy-demon space.

However, after Du Lingzi was killed by him, the soul-calling flag lost all its souls and became useless.

He came here for two purposes this time.

The first is to use this soul-calling banner to cultivate a ghost king, at least reaching the elite level of killing power.

The second is to quickly train Barcelona. First, let him eat some food made by himself using various murderous monsters to improve his physical fitness.

The third is to let him get training, become familiar with the killing techniques, and break through the Ten Thousand Poisons and Five Spirits Formation. He needs Barcelona to help him break the formation flag.

In the land of southern Xinjiang, only Basa can be slightly trusted, but he will not put all his hopes on him.

If the situation is not right, he will escape directly. At worst, he will stay in this underground cave for half a year and force his cultivation to the level of destruction.

Hiss hiss

There was a sound of snake breathing, Zhuang Wuming narrowed his eyes, and Basa trembled all over, feeling a great danger.

A giant python ten meters long and one meter thick appeared in front, looking at them with two green bean-sized eyes.

The black tongue kept protruding out, trembling in the air and making a "hissing" sound.

Zhuang Wuming glanced at a murderous elite monster.

A mental shock and evil gaze looked towards it.

Without any resistance, the giant python froze, its will collapsed and fell to the ground.

After a few steps, he walked over and shook the soul-calling flag in his hand, turning it into a big gun and inserting it into the python's eye.

Poof

Blood spattered, and a faint soul was extracted from the giant python's body and merged into the soul-calling flag.

Zhuang Wuming narrowed his eyes, and a snake-headed ghost king appeared on the big flag.

His limbs were covered with scales, and his green eyes stared at Zhuang Wuming, seeming to contain great resentment.

At this time, a demon soul appeared behind Zhuang Wuming, and the demonic energy was injected into it, causing the banner to billow with demonic energy, quickly infecting the ghost king in the banner.

A few minutes later, the flag had turned into darkness.

The demon soul picked up the banner, quickly followed Zhuang Wuming's footsteps, and began to harvest the souls of monsters.

However, after killing ten murder-level conventional monsters and dozens of sin-level extraordinary monsters, Zhuang Wuming stopped, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

"Really, ten killing heads is the limit?"

In the sense of magic, Zhuang Wuming saw a terrifying monster heading in the direction where he was.

This was the third time Zhuang Wuming encountered a destruction-level monster. Every time he killed more than ten killing-level monsters in the Underworld Cave, he would encounter monsters of this level.

Zhuang Wuming took a deep breath and quickly retreated with Barcelona. This trip to Yinfeng Cave was finally over.

While walking on the road, Zhuang Wuming thought to himself, "Sure enough, this world is not that simple."

"This Gloomy Wind Cave seems like a good place to spawn monsters, but there are also warning lines. If the limit is exceeded, it will cause backlash."

"You still have to be careful this year. I have killed quite a few monsters, and the evolution points I have accumulated along the way have reached 10,000."

"I can't believe that a terrifying monster will suddenly appear and kill me."

In the dense forest not far outside Yinfeng Cave, Zhuang Wuming took out a lot of murderous monster meat and started making different types of barbecue.

He only took the best quality of the meat, divided it into ten kinds of materials, and made ten different kinds of high-quality barbecue.

On a long wooden table, a hundred skewers of barbecue were neatly placed, in groups of ten.

Looking at these one hundred skewers of barbecue, Barcelona's eyes showed hope.

Zhuang Wuming said to him, "These are yours, eat them all."

Basa was surprised when he heard this and said tremblingly, "They're all mine? There are so many, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish them all."

"If you want to become stronger and find the person who killed your parents, then eat it. If you don't want to, then forget it."

Upon hearing this, Barca's eyes turned red, then his face became solemn, he walked to the long table and started to eat happily.

He ate very ferociously, as if facing the enemy who killed his father, he crazily chewed up the skewers of barbecue and swallowed them in his stomach.

Zhuang Wuming watched from the sidelines. He was conducting experiments. He wanted to see if if there were enough types, the attributes could be infinitely improved.


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