Although it's just the right glove.
But Qin Yu was made from the body of a seventh-level expert from the mechanical race, using Qi and blood as the inducer.
Even a boxing glove can be transformed into hundreds of metal blades, or it can also be transformed into a Tang sword.
It can be said that it is extremely suitable for Lin Tian.
Looking at the merit page again, Lin Tian was horrified. He felt that if he looked at it one more time, he would feel sore in his heart.
Later, Lin Tian looked at the column of Qi and Blood Potions.
A Grade B elixir only cost 100 merit points. Lin Tian gritted his teeth and spent another 1,000 merit points to buy ten more.
He now has more than 7,000 qi and blood. If these ten B-level elixirs are cherished and used, Lin Tian can probably be promoted to level three.
Four thousand meritorious deeds were spent in one go, and Lin Tian felt empty.
Lying in bed yesterday, he had already thought about what he wanted to buy.
As a result, there was not enough money to spend.
Later, Lin Tian found Liu Zihua and transferred to Liu Zihua the weapons he had obtained by killing the heretic yesterday and the remaining meritorious deeds.
"What, it's still not enough?" Liu Zihua looked at Lin Tian with a smile.
"You can't become fat in one bite, but don't forget the king-level resources that Junwu promised you. I estimate that the contract will be upgraded, and you should be able to receive it after school starts."
Liu Zihua waved his hand and said:
"Just practice hard these days. I'll go to Junwu. Someone will probably bring all your things over tomorrow."
"Thanks."
Lin Tian thanked him again.
"Be prepared. There are only ten days left before the Holy Tribulation Secret Realm opens. That is your big opportunity. It is extremely dangerous. If you can get through, no one can stop you when you return!"
Liu Zihua said quietly, and Lin Tian's eyes narrowed.
Liu Zihua speaks so highly of the Holy Tribulation Secret Realm!
Liu Zihua was silent for a moment and sighed softly:
"The Holy Tribulation Secret Realm originally belonged to our human race. The remains of Wu Wanjie... one of the Thirteen Fierce Suns of our army may be inside it."
Lin Tian's eyes were calm and he just nodded quietly.
Liu Zihua felt complicated in his heart. He looked at the sky outside the window and suddenly said:
"Speaking of Wu Wanjie, there was an interesting thing before. Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. There are many wonderful uses of acupoints."
Lin Tian nodded and said nothing more.
But suddenly I felt a sense of aging from Liu Zihua, who suddenly aged many years.
…………
"The sun...has fallen!"
The Immortal Clan uses the stars as the steps and the Immortal Terrace as the ground.
High above the clouds, the fairy light is dim and cold, silent and cold. On the other side of the sky, the green light and deep red slowly rises slowly along the fairy palace.
A great sadness dispersed with a light cloud.
"He shouldn't have come forward, he should have returned to the immortal clan."
The sad voice lingered.
In the main hall, on the main seat, a middle-aged man in white stood alone, crying with sadness.
Below the main hall, two rows of immortals stood quietly, their eyes downcast.
From time to time, someone looked at the handsome young man with a pale face standing in the middle of the hall.
"Immortal King, who killed my grandfather?" Young man Nan Junyi said coldly.
On the main seat, the man in white looked down quietly and said three words quietly.
"Zhao Huanhuang."
The handsome young man named Taicheng's eyes flashed, and he immediately turned around and left.
"Taicheng, you..."
Someone made a sound of surprise.
Taicheng paused and said quietly:
"Now that I know the person I must kill in this life, it is useless for me to stay here."
His voice was cold, with endless coldness.
Everyone was speechless.
Among all races, how many people want to kill Zhao Huanhuang?
Too many, too many!
Even if Taicheng is a monster enough, how long will it take to catch up with Zhao Huanhuang?
On the main seat, the Immortal King in white cast his eyes on Tai Cheng and said quietly:
"Aside from Zhao Huanhuang, there is another person who is the murderer of Taixing."
"Who?" Tai Cheng roared, murderous intent blooming in his eyes.
"Lin Tian is currently the number one champion in the human race. In the future, you may meet him on the battlefield of Shen Yun."
Lin Tian...
There was a coldness in Taicheng's eyes as he chewed on the name.
And the Immortal King spoke again:
"Thirteen days later, the Holy Tribulation Secret Realm will be opened. That spiritual object has always been there. If you get it, you will have the ability to kill Zhao Huanhuang in the future."
Taicheng trembled, and then left without looking back.
As Taicheng left, there was silence in the hall.
"Immortal King, does Lin Tian still want to..."
Someone spoke.
The Immortal King in white had clear eyes and said indifferently:
"Now that we know that Lin Tian has no spiritual path to rekindle, there is no need to waste my immortal clan's heritage."
He said quietly, with a trace of violence flashing in his eyes:
"A Level 2, just a Level 2. Taixing, this idiot, can't even bring back a Level 2?"
There was a surge of killing intent in his voice.
"You are also idiots. What effect has the Eternal Life Cult achieved in the human race for so long?"
Everyone was dumbfounded, and everyone fell silent.
"However, that kid won't live long. Someone in the human race will take action."
The Immortal King in white spoke quietly, his eyes indifferent.
Then, it turned into a breeze and disappeared.
It's just a level two, not worthy of his attention for long.
…………
The next day.
underground garage.
Lin Tian stood in front of a black military vehicle.
Sure enough, a military vehicle specially brought over [Underworld], [Qin Yu] and the ten B-level elixirs.
"Commander Liu asked me to give this to you. You sold all the remaining achievements and weapons, and got a total of 780 million."
A soldier handed the bank card to Lin Tian.
Lin Tian nodded, with a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
Originally, if his merits were exchanged for one to three hundred thousand, it would only be more than four hundred million.
Unexpectedly, the pagan weapons he picked up while killing yesterday brought Lin Tian 300 million in income.
The moment Lin Tian took the bank card, the system's voice echoed in his mind.
"The host received 780 million for testing the host. The host currently has a total of 820 million gold coins. Please purchase the special effects as soon as possible."
Don't make any noise!
Lin Tian cursed in his heart.
Is 820 million a lot?
What can I buy?
[Ancient Thunder Road] Lin Tian cannot afford any of the fifth and sixth special effects that have been unlocked.
The fifth special effect alone requires one billion.
If Lin Tian wants to buy special effects now, he can only consider [Split the Sky] and the [Underworld and Human World] he is about to learn.
After a while, Lin Tian put Qin Yu and ten B-level elixirs into the storage ring.
The soldiers brought a safe into the training room prepared by Superintendent Qingcheng.
Same room as last time.
But this time, the ones guarding the visualization map were three fifth-level warriors.
When Lin Tian walked into the training room, he immediately saw the visualization picture hanging on the wall.
What is drawn on this visualization picture is just a human figure.
A middle-aged man wearing an old dynasty official uniform.
At first glance, the man looked ordinary, and his scrawled beard gave him a hint of joy.
Until one moment, Lin Tian and the man in the painting looked into each other's eyes.
boom!
A roar exploded from Lin Tian's mind.
Lin Tian's eyes trembled.
The underworld has arrived!
