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Chapter 125 Gifts

A moment later, Yang Ning followed Zhenjun Holy Spirit to the square with a bruised nose and a swollen face. As soon as he came out, he saw the deafening roar of artillery fire in the square. He saw that many thermal weapons surrounding the entire square were blasting at one point.

fry.

In a corner of the square, the corpses of colorful Taoist qigong practitioners lay on the ground. They originally planned to leave this place when Yang Ning entered the three-foot space to accept the test, but they never thought that Yang Ning actually had technology like artificial intelligence in his hands.

The method is comparable to the weapon spirit in their cognition.

So after they saw Yang Ning undergoing the test, they secretly gave up the test and wanted to escape from this place, taking with them the location information of Yang Ning in the ancient jungle.

The result is that they were beaten to death and injured by various hot weapons controlled by artificial intelligence. Now that some time has passed, even if the twenty Qi practitioners of the Colorful Dao Sect resist with all their might, they are still dead now.

There was only one person left, Yu Zi, struggling hard under the roar of artillery fire, making his last effort.

Yang Ning couldn't help but be moved by this man's tenacious will to survive, so he changed his mind and waved his hand to ask the artificial intelligence to stop attacking. When he came to the life and Qi practitioner, he saw that this man was covered in blood and flesh, with many parts of his body covered in blood.

It was completely charred and black, and they were all injuries caused by all kinds of artillery fire, which almost took most of his life.

Yang Ning took out a healing potion and gave it to him to drink. The healing potion could erase all the negative effects of physical injuries, but when used on him, it did not achieve the effect of treating all injuries.

However, this Qi Practitioner has reached the Great Perfection of Xingxuan Realm, almost half-step into the realm of knowing one's destiny. His internal cultivation is vigorous, and his physical body has reached a very terrifying level under the constant nourishment of spiritual power.

The healing potion had limited energy and could only cure most of his injuries. If he wanted to recover, he would have to take another pill.

However, one dose of medicine saved this man from danger. His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He raised his head and stared at Yang Ning. The hatred and murderous intent in his eyes made him want to tear Yang Ning's skin away and eat him alive.

Yang Ning ignored the man's resentment, but thought for a moment and said to himself: "System, exchange it for me ten technology points."

"Ten technology points require a handling fee of 100 million points, totaling 1.1 billion points. Do you want to redeem them?"

Yang Ning's heart twitched. This system is really evil: "OK!"

1.1 billion points disappeared, replaced by ten more technology points in Yang Ning's account. He is now rich and powerful. He exchanged low-grade spiritual stones worth 220,000 from the system, plus the billion he already had.

In terms of points, he currently has 21.2 billion points in his hand. Although 1.1 billion is a lot for him, there is still a long way to go before he can break his muscles and bones.

Ten golden technology points appeared in the column of the technology point account. Yang Ning opened the system mall, turned to the last column, and clicked on the nuclear bomb item. The young man took a deep breath and pointed at the redemption button. The next moment,

His ten technology points disappeared without a trace, and in his storage ring, a huge nuclear bomb emerged straight out.

Yang Ning took out the nuclear bomb from the storage ring, placed it in front of the Qigong practitioner, and said with a smile: "It is a lucky thing to be alive. The fact that you can survive until now means that you are capable, and I can rest assured."

I give this to you, please remember,

If you meet elders after leaving the ancient jungle, give this thing to them and tell them that this is my gift to the leader of Qicai Dao Sect. Remember not to be greedy and blindly buy this treasure, otherwise I will use a remote control to control it.

It's easy to die for you."

The Qi practitioner's eyes were cold as he watched Yang Ning take off his storage ring, and then with a surge of mental power, he easily erased his imprint on the storage ring. The Qi practitioner's face turned pale and bloodless, and his eyes

Nose bleeding, very scary: "Divinity!"

He screamed out loud. Yang Ning was confused, but he stuffed the nuclear bomb into his storage ring, poured a healing potion into him, restored his condition to its peak, patted his head, stood up and said: "You

Go ahead and complete the task I gave you as soon as possible, oh

By the way, you can publicize my location information to the outside world at will. Just send this treasure to your sect master for me. Of course, if you can't deliver it, then I have many ways to ask you to deliver it to me.

I hope you won’t disappoint me.”

He smiled softly, and after becoming a 3% spirit body, Yang Ning's every move had a kind of unearthly charm, as if he was not a mortal on the earth, but came from the high nine heavens, which made people stunned.

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The qigong practitioner from the Colorful Dao Sect wandered away. Yang Ning was not sure what he was thinking, but now his mental strength has greatly increased, the thoughts in his mind are extremely clear, and the operation of his brain is also extremely flexible. Compared with before

, he felt that he was more than a circle smarter. It was this improvement that gave Yang Ning the courage to hand over a nuclear bomb worth 1.1 billion to this Qi practitioner. Before, he would never have given up such a precious nuclear bomb.

Others gave it to him, but it was too late to keep it for himself.

Of course, it is also related to his current wealth. He has more than 20 billion points, which is enough for him to squander for a long time at this stage!

"It's just that that guy said that my spiritual power is divine thought. What is this divine thought?"

Yang Ning pondered and came to the side of Zhenjun Holy Spirit. He saw Zhenjun Holy Spirit glare at him. Yang Ning instantly understood what he meant and came to the opposite side of him obediently. At this time, many people were already standing opposite Zhenjun Holy Spirit.

Qigong practitioners, they either passed the test or failed in the test, but without exception, as many people entered the assessment space before, they are now coming out one after another, no more and no less.

From this point, we can also see that the Three Holy Lords should have been a gentle person during his lifetime. The test of inheritance was also so gentle and did not hurt people's lives. It was not like those novels that Yang Ning had read before, where people died.

I wish I could turn the entire cemetery and even myself into a mass murder weapon, and kill everyone who dares to appear in the tomb.

One by one, the Holy Spirits of the True Lord flew out from the assessment space, merged with each other and became one body, becoming the size of an ordinary person.

Yang Ning came to the crowd and found Yang Suqing, but saw that Yang Sui's face was pale, but his expression was extremely excited. When the girl saw Yang Ning, she waved her pink fist back and forth and said happily: "Young Master, I passed the three tests, really.

Jun Shengsheng is so generous, he gave me a lot of spiritual stones, and said he would take me to the treasure house to pick out any treasure later."

Yang Ning touched Yang Suqing's head. He was now a little over 1.8 meters tall, close to 1.9 meters tall, while Yang Suqing was only about 1.68 meters tall. Standing in front of him, she looked very small and exquisite, so that his palms often felt itchy.

I like touching this girl's head.


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