This green-robed man wears a bull-headed mask. While he is ferocious, the coldness and murderous intent emanating from his eyes seem to lower the temperature around him, making people instinctively want to retreat and not want to compete with him.
Wang Baole blinked and glanced at the big man. Just when he was about to take it back, the big man seemed to have some special emotions towards the pig-head mask. After noticing Wang Baole's gaze, he glared and sneered directly.
"The last time I participated in this mission, I saw that the person wearing this mask didn't like it, so I killed him. Do you want to find you to take over?"
Wang Baole raised his eyebrows. If he hadn't just come here, he wouldn't want to start a fight before he was familiar with the surroundings. And the time was limited. With his temper, he would have kicked him right now.
Of course, it also had something to do with him not being able to see the other party's cultivation level, so Wang Baole snorted in his heart, turned around and left without saying a word, and flew into the distance in a flash.
Noticing the other party leaving, the big man snorted and said something contemptuously.
"Coward..." He originally wanted to say the words "coward", but before he could say the last word, Wang Baole's speed exploded instantly. Even with the mask covering his cultivation, outsiders could not see the fluctuation, but
Its speed is so fast that it can clearly judge the cultivation level to a certain extent.
In particular, Wang Baole's speed was somewhat astonishing. Although his cultivation was only in the late stage of spiritual enlightenment, such an explosion at this moment gave people the same feeling as the great perfection of spiritual enlightenment. So the bull-headed man shrank his eyes, and finally
Not a single word was spoken.
Others around him also felt the cultivation represented by Wang Baole's speed. As they were thinking thoughtfully, many people were also galloping around, with various speeds, and the slow ones were comparable to those in the early stages of spiritual enlightenment.
As for the fast ones... four of them actually broke out with immortal speed.
As for these four monks with the speed of immortals, they had been hiding in the crowd before, but now they broke out like this, and the bull-headed man began to sweat on his forehead.
"This time there is an immortal!" The big man suddenly regretted his previous arrogance. At this moment, he was embarrassed and frightened, so he immediately stepped back and left quickly.
Just like that, the more than 200 people who came here dispersed and disappeared into this white desert.
This desert is very desolate. Although there is vegetation, there is not much vegetation, and most of it looks like it is in a withered state, as if the vitality and aura of the entire star are rapidly passing away.
At the same time, the deeper he flew, the more Wang Baole felt the decrease in spiritual energy here, and he felt it very clearly, because in just a short time, he faintly noticed that the activity of this star's spiritual energy was much weaker than before.
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"At this speed, I'm afraid it will only take three to five days at most... this star will become a death star!" Wang Baole was frightened. He was about to speed up and fly to a farther area, and when he was about to take a detailed look, suddenly...
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly echoed in his ears.
"Outsiders... help me..."
This voice was extremely old and conveyed a strong sense of weakness, as if a dying old man was using his last life to make a weak call.
Wang Baole's expression changed. Instead of stopping, his body accelerated and changed positions instantly. Then his consciousness suddenly spread out and swept in all directions. He carefully scanned the sky above and the earth below, but he found nothing.
As for the weak voice, it only appeared in his mind once, then disappeared without a trace and was never heard again. This made Wang Baole a little confused.
"Hallucination? Impossible!" Wang Baole squinted his eyes, pondered and then looked at the dry earth below, secretly wondering if it was the voice of this star. Although he had never heard of it, there seemed to be not many things better than this one.
Explanation, unless... there is a strong man whose cultivation level is much higher than Wang Baole's, hiding here.
No matter which one it was, Wang Baole didn't want to stay here, so his speed exploded again, leaving the area quickly, and galloping towards a farther area for about a stick of incense. In front of him appeared the edge of the desert and...
The ruins on the edge.
Judging from the architectural style of the ruins, it is different from the Federation and the Divine Eye Civilization. The shape is more triangular. During the collapse at this moment, you can still see many dried bones and remains. They look similar to human beings, but each skeleton is different.
A bit bigger.
Obviously this place used to be a residence or a sect, but it has now been massacred. Judging from the bones, it seems that the massacre took place not very long ago.
"A month at most?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. After silence, he looked around. His body suddenly changed. He grew four extra arms and two heads. He also wrapped the pig head mask and transformed into something else.
It looks like he is no longer a person who came here to perform a mission, but a person from the Weiyang tribe!
After trying to cough and saying a few words from the Weiyang tribe in his heart to let himself pick up the familiarity, Wang Baole continued to fly forward. He was no longer cautious along the way, but rushed across the desert and reached the plain area.
, he was about to speed up, but suddenly his expression changed and he looked to the right.
As he looked, at the end of the direction he was looking at, there was a whistling sound, and even more sinister laughter echoed. Soon, seven monks from the Weiyang tribe appeared. They were galloping and laughing with each other, especially among them.
The one being surrounded held a slender young man in his hand, grabbed his head, and used some kind of magic technique. Waves of black hair spread out from the young man's seven orifices and merged into the palm of the Weiyang tribe, with an expression on his face.
On the contrary to the joy, was the young man's expression, which was extremely sad, with veins all over his face, and intense pain and resentment in his eyes.
When Wang Baole looked at them, the figures who appeared in his eyes also noticed Wang Baole, and they all stopped immediately. One of them looked at Wang Baole's clothes carefully, with some doubts in his eyes, and spoke loudly.
"Which team do you belong to?"
Wang Baole ignored it, but carefully identified the seven or eight people, and determined that only two of the seven or eight people were psychics, the others were Nascent Souls, and the strongest monk, who seemed to be the captain of the team, was nothing more than a cultivator.
After reaching the middle stage of spiritual enlightenment, he nodded with satisfaction and spoke.
"I'm from your team."
As soon as his words came out, the other people were stunned. Wang Baole's body suddenly moved. The speed was so fast that his whole body exploded, forming a blur of mist that swept away.
His speed was so fast that among the seven or eight people, only the team leader reacted and quickly retreated with a huge change in his expression. But the others...including the early-stage spiritual master, had no time to dodge, and instantly
Shrouded in the mist transformed by Wang Baole, there was no time to even scream. Each body withered instantly. Everything in life was absorbed by the imperial armor. The soul was taken away by the Nightmare Eye Art. Within the mist, the form and spirit were directly transformed...
All destroyed!
As for the squad leader who retreated in shock and seemed to have avoided the mist, he could not escape after all. A big hand stretched out from the mist grabbed his head, just like this person pinched the young man's head.
, as the eerie words "Search for Souls" were spit out from the mist, the squad leader's eyes suddenly opened wide and he let out a shrill scream.
But the scream only came out once, and his figure was shrouded in mist, making it like the voice was covered and could no longer be heard. It was not until half a while later, when the mist gathered together and transformed into Wang Baole's figure again, that Wang Baole's eyes revealed
Strange Light, through soul searching, he learned a lot about this star!
For example... with the massacre of this planet a month ago, the Weiyang tribe's large army has left, and now there is only a barracks of about 30,000 monks left, responsible for handling and dealing with the aftermath.
Although this barracks is some distance away from here, according to Wang Baole's speed, it can be reached in one hour.
For another example, in this barracks, the one with the highest cultivation level now is a late-stage spiritual immortal from the Weiyang tribe, and... there is only one spiritual immortal, and there was originally a planet in charge of this place, but a month ago, according to this
There is news from the team leader that the planet ancestor has other matters and has left early.
"Barracks..." Wang Baole licked his lips. He felt his own cultivation. With the killing just now, his cultivation was obviously more active. At the same time, he looked down at the young man who had run out of energy.
, the young man looked at Wang Baole, with gratitude in his eyes. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but couldn't, and slowly lost his breath.
Looking at the young man, Wang Baole sighed softly in his heart. He raised his right hand and stirred up dust to bury him. His body suddenly flew out and his appearance changed into that of the squad leader. He ran straight towards the barracks and galloped away.
I'll take a day off tomorrow, two updates on the 2nd! I wish everyone a happy New Year, 2020, and eternal happiness!