Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 266
One billion death battalion military merits, equivalent to 20 billion Shenchao military merits, enough to drive [-]% of Shenchao soldiers crazy, but Xie Tian didn't feel any excitement, he just turned his head to look at Boss Jia: "Go back first."

After the three left, Xie Tian walked into the Military Pavilion, bowed to the skinny old man, shook his head and said, "Senior, I won't change."

"I knew it." The skinny old man was a little frustrated, but he wasn't too surprised. He looked at Xie Tian, ​​smacked his lips after a long while, and muttered, "It's just an ordinary Vientiane body, how could it attract that kind of thing? ..."

"Senior, you..." Seeing that the old man seemed to understand Xie Ren, Xie Tian couldn't help but speak.

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything." The skinny old man shook his head hastily, and then said meaningfully, "There are some things that even Lu Xian flocks to, so you can do it yourself."

Xie Tian was startled: "What is Lu Xian?"

The skinny old man fell off the rocking chair immediately, and he got up in a hurry after a long while. He said speechlessly, "You don't even know Lu Xian... Forget it, one hundred thousand military merits, I will exchange it for a book of common sense in the cultivation world."

One hundred thousand?Xie Tian's pupils narrowed slightly, but he nodded and said: "Okay, but my military merit is not enough, so I have to deduct it from the gambling money."

"Fortunately, you have vision." The old man rolled his eyes, and threw out a jet-black jade talisman, "Don't say I'm blackmailing you, old man. I wrote this book myself. You only earn money."

"Thank you, senior, for your kindness."

The surprise on Xie Tian's face was not fake. Although he didn't know what Lu Xian was, he knew that a person who could feel Xie Ren was at least as powerful as a crazy old man. Books written by such people were priceless!
"Okay, this is your gambling capital." The crazy old man swiped 190 million military merits, feeling a little pained, and looked at Xie Tian expectantly, "This time, what else do you want to exchange? There are many good things in the Military Gong Pavilion... "

Xie Tian thought for a while, and said, "Three Earth Vein Fruits, some pills that can assist the cultivation of mana realm, by the way, senior, do you accept things here?"

"Accept, the price will be halved."

Xie Tian poured out hundreds of artifacts and exercises, the old man glanced at them, and said with a pout, "12 points of military merit, boy, don't you want to change those defective artifacts?"

"No, I'll sell it to someone else." Xie Tian grinned, a little smug.

"Hey, the younger generation is awesome. Just a few months into the preparatory camp, I dared to compete with the old man for a deal..."

Xie Tian smiled and said: "Senior, I have made countless military achievements, and you can earn what I have earned."

"Hey, you little bastard!" The skinny old man laughed, but nodded after thinking about it, "You five little bastards are quite reasonable, those big men just turned a blind eye, otherwise they would just disturb you. If the general situation is one, it is enough for you to die eight times."

Xie Tian suddenly became nervous, he didn't expect that so many people knew about the fact that he and Xu Mang made military exploits together.

"Don't think about it, old man, I'm still waiting to earn your military merits." The old man said meaningfully.

Xie Tian heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and then said respectfully: "I have some doubts, I wonder if senior can help me?"

"One question, one hundred thousand military merits." The old man smiled.

Now it was Xie Tian's turn to feel pain, and he asked after a long while: "Senior, what is Zimeng?"

"Zimong?"

The old man rolled his eyes and glanced at Xie Tian: "You know, this first question is worth tens of millions of military achievements."

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?" Xie Tian was shocked.

"Hey, who told me to say it to death first, if it wasn't for sure that you don't know anything about cultivation, I really thought you were setting up a trick to trap the old man..."

The old man took out a brush out of thin air, drew a picture on the straw paper and threw it to Xie Tian, ​​"This is Zimeng, burn it after reading it, don't tell others."

Xie Tian took the straw paper and looked at it, his spirit trembled immediately, as if he was about to leave his body!

"What a terrifying monster!" Xie Tian bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and just now he woke up, quickly put away the straw paper, not daring to look at it again, with a look of fear on his face.

The old man said slowly: "Your soul is too weak, and you are not qualified to practice the Tian Family's Zimeng Soul Cultivation Technique."

Xie Tian shook his head and smiled wryly. He thought that after he knew what Zimeng was, he would be able to practice Zimeng's soul-cultivating technique and condense his soul. Unexpectedly, he had obtained Zimeng, but he was not qualified to practice it.

"Senior, do you still have body-refinement exercises after the strength level in the Military Kung Fu Pavilion?" Xie Tian restrained his mind and asked expectantly.

"Have."

Xie Tian was overjoyed: "I want to exchange!"

"2000 million military merits." The old man had a smirk on his face.

"Senior, this..." At this moment, Xie Tian was very suspicious whether the old man was deliberately targeting him.

The skinny old man smiled and said: "You must have discovered that the one thousand military merits spent last time were not unfair, and you have to know that with your authority, you can't exchange them if you don't enter the Ninth Battalion. I made an exception, old man."

"Presumably the real value of those three moves is also at the level of tens of millions of military merits..." Xie Tian nodded silently, and with a thousand military skills, he obtained the third form of strength realm.

After changing some pills that would allow the pony to break through the realm of spirit beasts, Xie Tian left the Military Art Pavilion, and at the same time as he left, there was an extra man in black armor in the Military Art Pavilion.

"You actually used up your divine sense to draw a picture of Zimeng visualization for him?"

Wu Shang's voice was a little unexpected. Those who possessed spiritual thoughts were all Daoist people, and every move of this kind of people who ruled the Kyushu definitely had a different meaning.

The old man rolled his eyes: "How do I know that this kid spent a hundred thousand military merit to ask such a question?"

"Hehe." Wu Shang smiled. He knew how false the reason was, but he didn't ask, and instead said, "If he can't reach the peak of the power realm within a month, he doesn't need to give him the Void Realm exercises."

"You are too unkind, aren't you?" The old man was startled, and sneered, "How long did it take you to realize No.80's strength?"

"One year." Wu Shang replied frankly.

"Then you let that kid realize it in January?" The old man still sneered.

Wu Shang, who kept his eyes closed, chuckled lightly and said, "As far as I know, he is the only one who can make Dad lose money."

"You..." The old man was annoyed.

"Next time he comes to exchange for exercises, 3000 million military merits."

"My third uncle! If you want to earn back the tens of millions of military achievements, it's not your way of earning!"

The old man was so angry that he jumped up and down and cursed. It was hard for him to dispel Xie Tian's suspicion, but it turned out that the price had increased again. How could he justify himself?
As for Youzi, it's because the skill that was originally worth tens of millions has already been raised by him to over 1000 million...

"Hey, what a begging heart." The old man suddenly sat down in a daze, and murmured, "One month's time limit, I'm afraid this kid's road to body training will be dead..."

After handing over the exchanged items to Boss Jia and the three, Xie Tian sneaked out of Tiantuo City and used all his strength to perform evil killing. After waiting for an hour, he found no one was following him, and then he controlled the flying wings and flew towards Tiantuo Strait.

In the battle with Wang Tao, he not only solved the biggest crisis in the reserve camp, but also broke through the evil killing to the third small level at the moment of killing Wang Tao.

The third-lowest level of evil killing can easily sense the monks of the True Yuan Realm, and the sensing range has also skyrocketed to a radius of thousands of feet.

Compared with divine consciousness, the induction of evil killing is more meticulous and meticulous. Even if the monks in the real yuan state hide their breath, they still cannot avoid evil killing.

So far, although Xie Tian is still a Dzogchen Dzogchen in the Innate Realm in the eyes of outsiders, in terms of body training, he is infinitely close to the ninth level of the Power Realm, and his spiritual consciousness is far beyond the Dzogchen monk of the Mana Realm.

"There is only one thing that is most urgent now, to exchange for the Vientiane Map, and break through the mana realm!"

After the self-detonation of the soul knife, his soul was seriously injured. Originally, he could repair his soul by practicing Zimeng Soul Cultivation, but unfortunately this road was broken. Now only by rushing to the soul to break through the mana realm, can he borrow the power of heaven and earth aura during the breakthrough , Repair the soul.

Four hours later, Xie Tian arrived at Tiantuo Strait, and before he landed, he heard Tianshang's loud laughter.

"Good boy, nice job!"

"Thank you four big brothers for your help!"

Xie Tian landed, and he found that the way the four of them looked at him had changed a lot. In addition to the appreciation and love they had always had, there was now a kind of admiration that could not be concealed.

"Don't be so hypocritical!" Xu Mang scolded with a smile, "I heard it clearly at that time, you kid clearly still has a backup, presumably if Wang Hai doesn't make a move, if he makes a move, he will be killed by you, right?"

Xie Tian smiled but did not answer, Tianshang took out a divine mantle from the storage bag and handed it to Xie Tian: "I have never seen anyone who can use the divine mantle to such a superb level, this one is a peerless ship. Real weapon, here you go!"

"Thank you, Brother Tian!" Xie Tian accepted the Shenjia unceremoniously, and then took out Wang Tao's military badge and handed it to Tianshang, "I will accept the Shenjia, and you must accept the military merits in it!"

The four looked at each other and laughed loudly.

"Good boy, hurry up and become stronger, the four of us are waiting for you in the Eighth Battalion!"

"Friendship belongs to friendship, and future transactions still have to be settled!"

"When the time comes, the five of us will join forces and wipe out all the military exploits in the Tiantuo Strait!"

A pair of small hands are finally qualified to hold tightly with four pairs of big steel-like hands!
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