my universal tinder

Chapter 150 The Bold Monster
In just half a month, the Slaughtering God Guild has reached 6000 members, which can be regarded as a large guild in terms of the number of people.

Wang Qiong even did not hesitate to spend 3000 million yuan to buy a nine-story building in Tianwang as the headquarters of the God Slaughter Guild.

You know, that's 3000 million real money.

Of course, Wang Qiong is rich and powerful now, and he collected [-] million yuan in membership fees alone, of which [-] million yuan went into his own pocket, so there is no shortage of money at all.

With 6000 people, plus this extremely magnificent guild headquarters, today's Slaughtering God Guild can be said to be growing in prestige.

Of course, it's a different matter when it comes to strength.

Originally, the original intention of the God Slaughter Guild was different from other guilds.

To put it bluntly, this is just an alliance of Tushen's supporters. Compared with other guilds whose original intention is to practice and fight, Tushen's Guild seems a bit loose, and there are no masters who can stand on the table.

Therefore, the Slaughtering God Guild has reached such a scale in a short period of time, and people are willing to pay fees to join.

This made many people, even many guilds, scoff.

"President, you have to trick two masters into coming in. The noise we made is too big, it's already too conspicuous. Someone will come to pick things up."

The first dude finds Wang Qiong.

Since the establishment of the guild, he has been busy at the front.

As for Wang Qiong, the cheap president, besides giving ideas, he is mainly responsible for making money.

If it wasn't for the fact that the first rich man had some tricks, and his contacts and reputation were not bad, their guild would have been blasted as a fraud group.

"These bastards really have enough time to eat their rice? I set up a guild and take care of their shit?" Wang Qiong was extremely upset.

In Skynet, there are many elites with an overwhelming sense of superiority and a sense of justice.

In their eyes, the God Slaughter Guild is deceiving the world and stealing its name, blaspheming the meaning of the guild's existence, and tarnishing the sincerity and honor of the way of practice.

"I can't help it. We are considered a big family now. Many people are jealous and slander us as a fraud under the guise of a butcher." The first rich man was a little bit bitter.

Although, he has used the method taught by Wang Qiong to suppress waves of different voices.

But he couldn't help but if a master really came to challenge him, he might not be able to suppress it.

"Okay, your slander is well used, and you can believe it even if you deceive yourself, so there will be no flaws for people to expose." Wang Qiong highly praised the first rich man.

But come to think of it, this is indeed a problem.

Now the Slaughtering God Guild is Wang Qiong's cash cow. In addition to the large membership fee, he also earns a lot of money from selling peripheral products every month. He can't let people smash this cash cow.

"You wait for two days, I will find you a master to suppress the situation."

Wang Qiong thought of Ye Mo.

That gentle and cowardly skinny boy had been lent to Mr. Fei for a while, and he must have trained him well enough, so he just took it back to see the effect.

"A master?" The first dandy was curious.

In his eyes, Wang Qiong is similar to him, with no intention of cultivating, but average strength, relying on scheming and resourcefulness to sneak into Skynet.

What kind of decent master can this kind of person find?

The first dandy was still thinking, and Wang Qiong had already walked out of the gate of the God Slaughter Guild.

Now that he is the president of the God Slaughter Guild, he is naturally qualified to challenge the dungeon.

Soon, Wang Qiong came to a forest through the teleportation circle.

According to the records of the Eighteen Bronze Man Dungeon, this forest is called the White Snake Forest. If you want to challenge, you must trigger the dungeon here.

"It's really weird." Wang Qiong pouted.

Regarding the copy, he has also done some research these days.

For some dungeons, it doesn't mean that you can challenge if you want to, but you must meet certain conditions, or even meet specific scenes or roles.

According to the discussion area, most of the dungeons in Skynet were designed by His Majesty Qin Huang himself, and some dungeons were even created based on His Majesty Qin Huang's dreams.

For example, the more popular copy of the Zodiac.

It is said that this is an extremely difficult dungeon in Skynet. It needs to challenge [-] levels in a row, defeat [-] warriors wearing golden armor with different styles, and finally rescue the goddess before it can be considered truly completed.

So far, there are only a handful of people who can complete the copy of the Zodiac.

Rumor has it that this is one of the dungeons that His Majesty Qin Huang prefers.

In addition, there are seven-color gourd dungeons, forest bear brothers dungeons, Balabala dungeons, etc., all of which are masterpieces of His Majesty Qin Huang.

For this reason, a group of experts and scholars also emerged to study these copies, so as to spy on His Majesty Qin Huang's great thoughts and profound wisdom.

"According to the strategy, I must first find a piece of grass."

Wang Qiong wandered around the White Snake Forest for a long time, and finally found a vast grassland.

"It's too stupid, forget it, let's do it." Wang Qiong felt helpless.

After all, the Eighteenth Bronze Man is a hidden dungeon, so it is more difficult to trigger it.

According to the strategies he saw in the discussion area, he had to come to the White Snake Forest, find the grassland, and then run non-stop. As he ran, a bald monk would appear and talk to him, triggering the plot.

After completion, you can really enter the Eighteen Bronze Man dungeon.

Although Wang Qiong felt that this kind of behavior was like a fool, but in order to challenge the dungeon and obtain the Nine Yang Yuan Lingmu, he could only follow suit.

call……

He leaped out with a stride, his figure was like the wind, walking on the grass, running non-stop.

Half an hour has passed!
An hour has passed!

Two hours have passed!
……

"Paralysis, do you really think I'm a fool? Why haven't you appeared yet?" Wang Qiong cursed in his heart.

The design of this broken dungeon is too rubbish. He ran here for more than two hours like a fool, but failed to trigger the plot. I don’t know how boring the first person to find the hidden dungeon is. Been running here for so long.

"By the way, there are still lines, Ma De, I forgot to say the lines." Wang Qiong slapped his forehead.

According to the strategy records, he had to chant while running.

"The scenery is so beautiful on a sunny day, the red flowers are green grass, I ran forward cheerfully, walking all over the green mountains, I am still young!"

As soon as the words were finished, a white figure came lightly, handsome in appearance, holding a rosary, his head was as bright as a mirror, and his eyes were like gods.

"Little brother, the wind is refreshing, how many years have you practiced?"

Wang Qiong glanced at him, his heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, this bald bastard is finally here, waiting for me to die.

"Three years!"

"Oh, I'm ashamed! I've only been practicing for 20 years. Unlike my little brother, you can steal the day and change the day, and pretend to be a fake."

"Bold monster, I can see at a glance that you are not human!"

The white-clothed monk suddenly yelled violently, and his hand formed a seal, glaring like a golden light, and his power was self-sufficient.

(End of this chapter)