Steward Bolant smiled and said: "Under normal circumstances, it is impossible. The Republic of Shiran has a ranking list of rare objects, and this knife is named ninth. It is the only piece of equipment in the Marquis's house that can be ranked in the top ten. But this is specially allowed by the Marquis. In return for your life-saving grace this time."
Zhou Xing wanted to say, "How can this be so embarrassing?" "This is too expensive, I can't take it." But he just giggled a few times.
"The third item, the third-level psychic gun, Destiny's Judgment. This gun is a perfect combination of psychic technology and mechanical technology. The main body is the spine of the sixth-level beast king. It fires 20mm heavy-duty special bullets and is equipped with seven rounds of magazines. It can One shot kills a second-level alien beast, and one shot seriously injures a third-level alien beast. After special design, the professional level requirement is reduced to second level. Miss Sang Yun said that you can exert the power of this gun."
The Judgment of Fate is about one and a half meters long and looks very weird. It is a scattered metal accessory embedded in a bone that is as winding and stretched as a branch. The shape has a strange, ferocious beauty.
The Taoist in Qingyi suddenly stood up and looked at the two people who were still adjusting their breaths with their eyes closed. The madness and fear in his eyes could not be expressed in words. His vocal cords were injured by the swords of the two people, and he could only be heard as hoarse and harsh. In a voice, he said intermittently: "I can't believe it... you two bastards, you... forced me, the fourth-level Celestial Being, to be like this! But, it's over, in terms of repair ability, the third-level Celestial Being has always been It’s better to do it quickly in four stages!”
"Die!" The Taoist in Qingyi roared ferociously, and then he used both palms to strike out with two killing moves as fast as lightning, hitting Zhou Xing and Jiang Nan.
At the same time, Zhou Xing and Jiang Nan suddenly opened their eyes, and the Tianxuan Bailian and Qinghong Swords in their hands simultaneously drew a brilliant and dazzling sword light. The four killing moves collided fiercely, and hundreds of nuclear bombs exploded together. With such huge power as detonating, the tens of thousands of miles of space covered by the explosion point were violently shaking, and the originally chaotic order of time and space became even more chaotic. Taoist Qingyi and Zhou Xingjiangnan seemed to have a tacit understanding, and with the help of this power, the power fluctuated rapidly. distance.
"Hmph, I still can't succeed with one blow. Anyway, you haven't seen my strongest trump card yet. Wouldn't it be a pity to die like this! Anyway, let you two future generations have a look at my Thousand-Eyed Demonic Mandrill. Real skills! Lest you become an unjust ghost in Fengdu City... Oh, I forgot, a strike from heaven and man will shatter your body and soul, and you will have no chance to reincarnate!" Taoist Qingyi once again returned to his previous arrogant and calm demeanor. , the current situation made him feel that he could do it again. After all, he was still confident about killing two Tianren third-dan whose strength was only half of their heyday.
The appearance of an immortal master in the village is not a good thing.
If the other party gets angry even a little bit, Zhoujiacun may disappear from the world.
A crunch.
Zhou Xing pushed open the door of the village chief's house.
Suddenly, everyone in the room looked over.
"Xiaofan, why are you here?"
Village chief Zhou Tong said in surprise.
Next to them, Uncle Zhou, Aunt Zhang and others also looked happy.
Zhou Xing nodded, but looked behind the village chief.
Sitting there was a young man wearing elegant robes. Judging from the aura of his Qi Gathering Level, he must be the Immortal Master that everyone said.
For some reason, Zhou Xing felt uncomfortable the first time he saw him.
"I wonder what important business this immortal master has come to our village?"
Zhou Xing clasped his fists and said bluntly.
Rupao Qing chuckled and said: "I have no other purpose here. I just go down the mountain to select qualified children on behalf of my Immortal Sect and accept them as my sect's disciples."
"The most important thing is that this gun is a psychic gun. At critical moments, it can fire special psychic bullets. There are currently only seven psychic bullets left, which can kill alien beasts below level four with one shot. The flaw is that the energy storage time is too long Long, and because the raw materials have long been lost, psychic bullets cannot be customized.”
Zhou Xing was so surprised! This gun is much better than the military standard heavy sniper rifle. It can kill fourth-level alien beasts and even challenge fifth-level alien beasts.
Zhou Xing grabbed Fate Judgment and held it tightly in his arms. He obsessively stroked the strange-feeling gun body and asked in disbelief: "Are you really giving this to me?"
Butler Boland smiled and said: "Of course, Master Zixi, this is the third time I have answered this."
"But," Zhou Xing was still a little skeptical: "This is too expensive."
"In fact, in the entire Wu Qingxi Dominion, the value of this set of equipment is only lower than that of the Marquis and Miss, and even higher than that of Miss Sangyun. Again, Master Zixi, you deserve the best!"
Zhou Xing was so moved that he wanted to cry.
He really couldn't understand why the Marquis Mansion dared to spend so much money on him.
does it worth?
These three pieces of equipment are more than enough to buy half of the South District, let alone the entire Nansha Street!
"Stop talking nonsense! Come if you have the ability!" Zhou Xing and Jiang Nan said happily.
"Hmph... then open your eyes and see clearly!"
The Taoist priest in Qingyi waved his sleeves, put his hands together to form a seal, and at the same time silently recited some ancient and profound mantra. Before the hand seal was officially activated, Zhou Xing and Jiang Nan felt an unprecedented strong strangeness and danger. Feeling, the two of them looked at each other, and without the need for words, they knew that Qingyi Taoist's move was absolutely terrifying, far exceeding any of his previous moves.
In an instant, billions of profound and ancient spell words slowly emerged in the void, spontaneously surrounding and arranging in the center with handprints, and finally combined to form a majestic spell array!
"It's a pity that you two were supposed to become the most powerful human beings and even gods, demons and Buddhas in the future, but meeting me means that this possibility will be completely reduced to zero!" Qing Yi Taoist seal, finally He was still sighing for a moment. Although there was a hint of regret in his words, it was undoubtedly a cat crying like a mouse pretending to be compassionate, and the sarcasm was even stronger.
The next moment, the billions of curse words in the curse array were spinning at extremely fast speeds! The formation is officially launched!
The monstrous illusion erupted from the formation and engulfed the entire chaotic field in an instant!
Zhou Xing and Jiang Nan had no choice but to escape, and fell into the illusion of the formation in an instant! This is Taoist Tsing Yi's most proud and highest achievement of the world's greatest illusion - "Wirring Dream World"! ! This is the final version of the whirling dream trick used against Xun Yi before, creating a dream world out of thin air. This dream world is like a plaything in the palm of a magician. Everything in the dream world is controlled by the magician. Once you fall into it, you will only continue to slip in the dream, until you fall into the abyss of the dream, sinking into the sea of illusory suffering, and will never recover.
"Hahaha... Even if the fifth stage of heaven and human beings are caught in this move, they will still be unable to extricate themselves, let alone you two young boys! Hum hum, let's feel the endless life and death and the reincarnation of the sea of suffering in it!" Taoist in Qingyi I was so proud and comfortable that I couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile.
Hearing this, Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows and continued to ask:
"Isn't the Immortal Sect only accepting disciples every five years? It's still two years before the Immortal Sect accepts disciples. Why is it so early?"
The young man in Confucian robes could not answer for a moment.
At this time, the village chief came over, pulled Zhou Xing's sleeves, and whispered:
"Xiaofan, don't ask too much about it. It's a good thing for the Immortal Sect to accept disciples."
Seeing this, Zhou Xing sighed in his heart.
It is naturally a good thing for the Immortal Sect to accept disciples, but I am afraid that those who come are not from the Immortal Sect.
He had heard that the demons of the White Lotus Sect were arresting children with good aptitude for cultivating immortals and refining human elixirs.
If this young man in Confucian robes is a demon from the White Lotus Sect, the children in their village will suffer.
"Village chief, can I ask at which level the children's qualifications for cultivating immortals they charge are at?"
Zhou Xing suddenly asked.
The village chief was a little helpless and could only respond:
"This time the threshold is lower than before. Originally, it only admitted children with intermediate qualifications and above, but now it also accepts children with middle and lower qualifications."
Hearing this, Zhou Xing's guess became more certain.
The minimum qualifications for demons from the White Lotus Sect to rob children is middle to lower level.
However, Zhou Xing was also worried that he was worrying too much.
At this moment, Zhou Xing just wanted to fight for the Wu Qingxi family, through fire and water!
"Okay, Master Zixi," Butler Boland and the two psychic warriors saluted together: "I wish Master Zixi all the best and a safe return!"
Seeing Zhou Xing in divine attire, Sang Yun couldn't help flashing envy on his face.
Zhou Xing walked back and forth in front of her like a proud rooster.
Sang Yun said angrily: "My Whisper of the Wind, although its value is lower than the Sacred Thorn. But the Whisper of the Wind can greatly improve agility, which is very consistent with my profession. And this Fate Judgment, if I want it It’s mine. But I’m good at close combat and not proficient in sniping. That’s why I didn’t ask for this gun. I gave this gun to you, do you understand?”
Zhou Xing said with a smile: "I understand."
Sang Yun gave him an annoyed look and shouted, "Let's go!"
The two left the castle.
There is a heavy motorcycle parked at the gate.
The motorcycle is 80 centimeters high, two meters long and weighs at least 500 kilograms. The shape is extremely fierce, lying there like a crouching lion.
Although the use of this move has drained away all the soul power attached to the body composed of the three divided souls and one remnant soul, all the spiritual power of the projected soul has been drained, and the Thousand-Eyed Demonic Mandrill The part of the soul was directly withdrawn from the main body and returned to the body for recovery. The Taoist in Qingyi who still remained was already just an empty shell with no appearance. He was extremely weak and had to return to the main body as soon as possible, otherwise the distortion would be completely dissipated. .
But he didn't regret it. Instead, he was extremely happy. He had recovered all the places he had lost and killed two new stars who might achieve great things in the future. This feeling was simply hearty and extremely satisfying.
Zhou Xing and Jiang Nan, who were trapped in the whirling dream world, just as Taoist Qingyi said, kept falling and sinking in the illusory and boundless dream world, as if they were falling into a bottomless abyss. In the process, they had thousands of fantasy dreams. Every dream is the length of a mortal's life. In the dream, Zhou Xing and Jiangnan experienced thousands of different types of lives, including adventurers, farmers, carpenters, businessmen, treasure hunters, warriors, doctors, magicians, and hunters. , monk, blacksmith, cook, scholar, knight, gunner, barbarian, martial artist, pirate, wrestler, ninja, mercenary, royal guard, high priest, musician, druid, strongman, king, warrior...
It can be called an eternal dream!
In this eternal dream, they are sometimes awake, sometimes sinking, sometimes confused, sometimes chaotic, but in every life they will think of their true self, and even in about half of their dreams, they have always maintained their true self-awareness.
What if the Immortal Sect really accepts a disciple?
Zhou Xing hesitated for a while, but finally decided to give up.
He plans to follow up.
So Zhou Xing stopped staying and turned around to leave.
"Xiaofan..."
The village chief hesitated to speak, and he couldn't help but feel more suspicious of the young man in Confucian robes.
After returning home,
Zhou Xing was not in a hurry to rest, but made Zhenleizi overnight.
Zhenleizi is Zhou Xing's great killing weapon, the more the better.
Fortunately, there are still a lot of saltpeter, iron flakes, etc. left at home.
Working until dawn, Zhou Xing made fifty Zhenleizi.
In addition to the Zhenlei Zi that he originally had, Zhou Xing now has a total of 120 Zhenlei Zi in his hand.
After dawn, Zhou Xing went to visit each house in the village.
He spent a lot of silver to acquire a large amount of high-purity Sumeru stones.
After doing all this, Zhou Xing came to the village chief's house.
The young man in Confucian robes who claimed to be from the Immortal Sect was also preparing to leave the village.
Sang Yun slapped the nose of the machine: "Wind Chaser IV. It uses a V-shaped reinforced twin-cylinder engine with a displacement of 4000CC and a top speed of 500 kilometers per hour. It burns secondary oil. Among all the locomotives in the entire Dominion, mine has the fastest speed. Quick! Get in the car."
Sang Yun put on his helmet and a tight black leather jacket and got on the motorcycle.
The tight leather jacket accentuates Sang Yun's figure extremely well. Big breasts, thin waist and long legs made Zhou Xing salivate.
He didn't dare get in the car.
"What are you doing?" Sang Yunhe asked.
Zhou Xingyi gritted his teeth and jumped up.
"Hold on."
Zhou Xing held on to the back seat tightly and kept his body as far away from Sang Yun as possible.
The heavy-duty locomotive roared loudly, then Crouching Lion suddenly opened his eyes and rushed out.
Motorcycles shuttle through the city like swimming fish.
Not only was he seriously speeding, but he also ran red lights recklessly.
But the police seemed to know this motorcycle, no one issued a ticket, and they all greeted it with a smile.
The locomotive quickly drove out of Yongning City, and then like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, it sped faster and faster. Zhou Xing could only see the scenery in front of him fly by like a phantom.
Under rapid speed, no matter how good the shock absorption of the motorcycle is, it still shakes violently. Even though Zhou Xing has been promoted to a professional level and his physical fitness is seven or eight times that of ordinary people, he still feels overwhelmed for a while.
"Hold tight." Sang Yun said vaguely in the wind.
"What?" Zhou Xing asked.
The locomotive suddenly rose into the sky, roaring, and flew straight into the white clouds.
The locomotive fell heavily and tipped violently.
Zhou Xing was sure that his hair had touched the ground.
But the locomotive did not overturn. After tilting a few times, it miraculously stabilized and continued to rush into the wind.
This is very difficult. Even with the mental concentration and spiritual cultivation of the third, fourth and fifth levels of heaven and humans, it is difficult to resist the erosion and exaggeration of such illusions. It is easy for people to not recognize who they are, and thus Completely immersed in the dreamy flowers of every life, unable to escape.
Behind him were two children from the village.
Zhou Xing watched all this silently and did not stop him.
He can't alert the enemy.
Soon, the young man in Confucian robes set up a carriage and took the two children out of the village.
Zhou Xing hid his figure and followed quietly.
Then, as soon as he left the village, Zhou Xing discovered the opponent's flaw.
(End of chapter)
