Immortality begins by crossing the storage bag

Chapter 67 The Professional Qualities of the Puppet Sect

In the inner city of the human race, millions of monks were slaughtered by Rootless Dog and others, and the scene was like hell.

All these corpses turned into mummies. From a distance, they looked like dried bacon strips. Some of them would float far away when the wind blew.

All 1000 members of the Puppet Sect have been dispatched. Each of them has to search for a thousand corpses, which is a very heavy workload.

"You are a bunch of trash, you are not a righteous person, 100 million people were killed like this and there is no news at all!"

"I dare you not to work! You have been looking for things for us all day long. When we went to the ruins, you refused to die and let me pick up the corpses. Now your body is very honest."

"You should commit suicide as soon as possible, I don't need you two."

"Reimburse me for the high-end storage bag!"

The elders of the Nine Great Supreme Beings were pointed at their noses and scolded. It was their dereliction of duty that millions of people died, and they did add unnecessary trouble to the Puppet Sect.

"I'm sorry, let's take these corpses away for causing you trouble." One of the Supreme Elders said apologetically.

"Do what!"

"You can't find a job, but you still want to steal it! We agreed at the beginning that except for your relatives who need to be buried, the rest of the corpses in Yuanling Continent will be under our control. Why do you want to go back on it now!"

"I tell you no way, no matter how much we spend 1000 million more, we will not lose our jobs! This is our profession!"

"Work quickly! Speed ​​up!"

The Nine Supreme Elders were speechless because what this guy said was true.

In order to be able to smoothly enter the secret realm of the ruins, the Puppet Sect took over the burial work of all the corpses in the human race of Yuanling Continent. It is precisely because of this that they can stay within such an annoying and shameful sect concept.

Not actively cleared.

Not to be assassinated.

The monk has no intention of returning to his hometown after falling leaves, but after all, he wants to have a burial place.

The Puppet Sect is the human race’s bone buryers.

The necrophiliac looked at the empty Puppet Sect and his face lit up with joy. What a group of idiots did to bury the corpse was simply laughable.

Now the Puppet Sect is empty, and the ancestral corpse belongs to him!

Moreover, the ancestral corpse has been divided into part of its strength, making it more suitable for him to control!
Unlocking the sect-protecting formation, Necrophilia quickly approached the ancestral corpse hall. The ancestral corpses were usually kept here like this because no one dared to touch them because they were too powerful.

The monks who don't understand the Puppet Sect will die if they come.

It is a treasure of Zhenzong.

He tried to communicate with the ancestral corpse with his spiritual sense and erase the brand left by the suzerain, but the ancestral corpse with closed eyes suddenly opened it!

A terrifying corpse energy emerged from the ancestral corpse, surrounding him in the blink of an eye. The suppressive power and corrosive ability of the corpse energy were unprecedented.

Even if the necrophilia mastered the cultivation method of the puppet sect, they could not completely resist it.

He summoned three corpses at the peak of the integration stage, one person and two monsters respectively. The clones and the main body in the integration stage merged into one, achieving a return to nature. He had first mastered magical powers, which could break thousands of incarnations of the refining void, and his lifespan could reach tens of thousands. Years.

As well as himself, the four magical powers should be able to sustain him for a while.

"Soul Refinement!"

In order to pursue absolute control over corpses, necrophiliacs use living people as corpses to refine them to death. Of course, some means of tempering the body must be added in the process.

The corpses refined in this way are the most perfect, retaining all the virtues and power of the corpses before death, but this is not the case with these corpses.

He cannot completely crush opponents at the peak of their combined stage, nor can he train from a living corpse.

The ancestral corpse also has no soul, but he can refine the consciousness of the leader of the Puppet Sect, and then this ownerless corpse will be his!
The three corpses in the fusion stage have magical powers that are all attacks, which are of little significance to the ancestral corpse. At most, they can push back the siege of the corpse energy.

Ok?
The necrophiliac frowned. Another corpse seemed to appear in his limited perception. Soon the situation became clearer. In the final analysis, he didn't know much about the ancestral corpse. He only knew that the ancestral corpse was at the peak of the Mahayana stage.

As for the physical strength of the ancestral corpse, as well as the magical powers, laws and techniques, no one other than the sect leader can pass them on.

"Is this the magical power of the ancestral corpse? It's quite disgusting." The necrophiliac smiled bitterly.

He lost control of the three corpses in the fusion stage.

He closed his eyes and chose to commit suicide.

Recalling the first days of joining the Puppet Sect.

Everyone is so kind and united. He is so talented and talented, from being moved at the beginning to taking it for granted and becoming greedy at the end.

I forgot the teachings and just wanted to know the limits of the body.

"Maybe there is nothing right or wrong, but I feel sorry for my brothers."

Necrophilia is dead.

The master of the puppet sect closed his eyes. He knew that with his necrophilic character, he would definitely take advantage of this opportunity to attack the ancestor corpse, but no one except him understood the horror of the ancestor corpse.

He returned by the same route, and his disciples were all too busy, so he had to hurry to collect the corpse at the beginning of Mahayana.

The Poison Dragon and the Blood Demon were the only two people left. One was in venomous form and the other had a blood shield which was more resistant to torture. The other two died in ways that cannot be described in words.

"Spare us! Senior!"

"You bitches, come out quickly! This method is definitely not something a grown man can think of!" the Blood Demon Ancestor shouted.

"Can you fucking say a few words less!" Du Long still wanted to live.

"Are you mentally retarded? We are both dead a long time ago. This damn bitch just wants to torture people. They are useless things!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor's blood shield has almost disappeared, leaving only a thin layer that is lazily resisting the attack.

Almost all the venom in the poisonous dragon's body has been separated from its body, stripped out, and there is no threat at all.

Their physical bodies will be tortured to pieces if they hold another stick of incense, and their souls will not survive. Although the souls are very fast, it is too easy to crush them to death in the Mahayana stage.

Four Mahayana people were killed without even seeing each other. The person behind was definitely not a good person.

"Burn him to death." Palace Master Rengui Palace felt a little bored.

A gust of heat suddenly rose from the sea water, hot bubbles rose from the calm sea water, and a ray of flame that could not be seen.However, the struggling poisonous dragon and blood demon disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Along with endless pain.

"Haha, it's great. Death is also a relief!" Gorefiend gritted his teeth and laughed.

"Spare me! I'm afraid of death!"

Ah!
Tian Yanzong, the avatar of Tianyan Zong's suzerain has died, he closed his eyes for a while, and finally seemed to have made up some kind of determination.

The leader of the Annihilation Sect came.

"Kill all the people under you who are involved in the Shura Palace's enemy Yingying and send them to the Shura Palace."

"The enemies of the Puppet Sect's Death Heart were all killed, and their heads and broken souls were sent over. If there is an image, we are defeated."

"I thought I knew everything, but I didn't know that Yuanling Continent's half-step transcendence was so powerful."

"There are also sacred artifacts that disappeared long ago in the age of humans and gods. There are so many in the Sancai Sect. We were wrong."

"The rootless dog was beaten to death after half a step of detachment. It makes me heartbroken. If I don't do something to make up for it."

"I'm afraid there will no longer be a place for you and me in Yuanling Continent."

The leader of the Dark Destruction Sect was silent and returned.

"Maybe it's just winners and losers, I'll handle it." He disappeared.

No, it’s not about success and defeat. The leader of Tianyan Sect shook his head.

They have always ignored one thing. The catastrophe of the Yuanling Continent requires half a step of detachment to resist. Those extraterrestrial races are more powerful and terrifying than imagined.

It is impossible to hold on to the fake half-step of detachment achieved by a dabbler like Wugen Dog without having to go through a catastrophe.

When extraterrestrial races invade and the human race is wiped out, people like them will definitely not be able to survive!

And it is precisely because of the threat of extraterritorial races that the Sancaimen does not interfere in the affairs of Yuanling Continent, as long as no one can threaten the overall situation.

But now, they were threatened and killed instantly.

Even though he has no enthusiasm for the human race to defend their homeland, he still knows that the cruelty of life outside the territory will never be gentler than the so-called demon cultivators.

How many people can a demon cultivator kill? If a demon cultivator has existed in Yuanling Continent for so many years, it still has a population of tens of billions.

Extraterrestrial races use a planet as a unit of measurement, and none of the species can survive!
The leader of the Tianyan Sect felt deep regret when he thought of this. He was not stupid enough to think that he could survive by being a dog to the outsiders.

He had to do something, and he had all the information he had scavenged over the years.

After seizing the door and leaving, Tianyan Sect was disbanded.

Ling'er continues her role as the road leader. After decades of development, she has become the veritable No. 1 in Dafu's transportation network!
Although it is useless, it can satisfy her little vanity.

Moreover, after several times of massacres by beasts and demon cultivators, Da Fu's passenger traffic has exploded exponentially, and the rent has also increased several times!
She can earn more spirit stones!

However, Ling'er was stunned when she saw the Great Talisman appearing in front of her. She was just a humble little person. She had never seen such a battle before.

"Young lady, please see the Supreme Elder!" Linger knelt down after saying this.

A soft spiritual energy held him back, and the Supreme Elder looked at her with a smile.

"It's true that my talents are destined to be useful. I didn't expect that the human race's crisis would fall on a woman. It's no wonder that Da Fu was only focused on collecting spiritual stones, and didn't even walk through the randomly designed traffic."

The Supreme Elder looked at the two embarrassing disciples in the transformation stage behind him. These two guys couldn't find the southeast, northwest, or northwest within a kilometer of walking. He waited on the opposite side for half an hour and no one could see them.

"What's your name?" The Supreme Elder ignored the two disciples.

"Go back to the Supreme Elder. This junior's name is Dai Ling'er. You can just call me Ling'er." Ling'er was flattered.

"From today on, I appoint you as the general person in charge and designer of Dafu Transportation Network. No one, regardless of their level of cultivation or status, is allowed to interfere with the matters you are responsible for. If there is any disobedience, you can report directly to me."

"These two are your followers. You can use them as you like, even as beastmen." The elder Taishang said kindly, and then gave Ling'er a token.

The Supreme Elder’s order!

Da Fu’s highest honor!
"The human race is facing a calamity of annihilation. Miss Ling'er, the human race's tens of billions of people have to be settled within the three cities of Dafu. The burden on your shoulders is very heavy."

Ling'er was confused, is that so?She is just a guide!

"I want you to take the team you have built over decades to design a residential transportation network dominated by the meta domain, and also take into account the urban environment where space reinforcement can detect and repair space cracks. Can you do it?"

"You can use all the Talisman Masters of Da Fu to use your wild imagination and do whatever you want!"

Linger, who took the token, nodded mechanically.

Then she was taken away from here by Taishang Lao and came to the Talisman Master Hall of Dafu. Here are the most famous Talisman Masters of Dafu who have their own proud works!
Many of them are idols of young ladies and husbands, and now!
Oh ho ho ho, it’s exciting just thinking about it!

"A bunch of idiots, they can't even get through the traffic they designed!" the Supreme Elder said angrily.

A bunch of talisman masters bowed their heads. They were just designing talisman formations. Do they have to experience it themselves?

It’s not necessarily possible to taste every dish cooked by Lingchu.

A group of talisman masters began to ask, for example, how to design the space to maximize its value, and whether a pure Yuan domain would be enough.

How should we design the Yuan Domain to ensure that there is no disturbance? If a space crack occurs, what kind of formation can be used?
Their biggest problem is that they are separated from the actual use of the rented monks. After all, their designs are all designed to look beautiful and enhance their style, but many of them have no practical use.

What is needed for the disaster of annihilation is not these useless wastes, but the ability to accommodate a population of 360 billion, and to ensure that if a space crack occurs in the city built by Da Fu.

You must know it accurately at the first time and block it!

Prevent foreign races from completing the massacre of humans from within the city!

Because at that time, those who had the strength to fight had all gone to the front lines, leaving only monks who were not strong enough. If they were to be broken through, they would only be wiped out.

They are the hope of humanity.

And these 360 billion are monks below Nascent Soul who have no Yuan Domain themselves!

(End of this chapter)