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 killed the person wearing this mask because I didn't like it. 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 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 other people could not see the fluctuation. The speed is so fast that one 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 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, at 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 immortal speed, they had previously been inconspicuous and hidden in the crowd. Now they broke out like this, and the bull-headed man began to sweat on his forehead.
"There is actually a spirit fairy this time!" 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. .
"At this speed, I am afraid that within 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 further away, and when he was about to take a detailed look, suddenly... his At this moment, a faint voice suddenly echoed in my ears.
"Outsiders... help me..."
This voice was extremely old, revealing 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, which made Wang Baole a little confused.
"Hallucination? Impossible!" Wang Baole squinted his eyes, and after thinking to himself, he looked at the dry land below, secretly wondering if it was the voice of this star. Although he had never heard of it, there didn't seem to be many 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, 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 Shenmu civilization. The shape is more triangular. At this moment, many dried bones can be seen in the collapse. They look similar to human beings, but each skeleton is different. 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 evil 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 performed some kind of magic. 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. Pleasure, on the contrary, was the young man's expression, which was extremely sad. His face was covered with veins, and his eyes revealed extreme pain and resentment.
When Wang Baole looked at them, the figures that 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, everyone was 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 were instantly caught. The mist that Wang Baole transformed into enveloped him, and even his screams had no time to be heard. Each body withered in an instant, and everything in his life was absorbed by the imperial armor. His soul was taken away by the Nightmare Eye Art, and he was directly destroyed in the mist... both body and soul were 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 the man pinched the boy'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 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 person 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 According to the news from the team leader, 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 could not say anything 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. Then his body suddenly flew out, his appearance changed into that of the squad leader, and he ran straight towards the barracks and galloped away.
I'm taking a day off tomorrow, two updates on the 2nd! I wish everyone a happy New Year and happiness in 2020!
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