A World Worth Protecting

"This name is so bad!" After setting up the army, leaving the name, Wang Baole who left the Bingfeng Army, in the battleship, was still sighing when he went to Zongmen to grant the station.

The little donkey and the little five are not far from Wang Baole. The former is lying there, and sometimes a comfortable nasal sound is heard in the mouth, while the latter is a hand that gives the little donkey a massage, and his eyes are aimed at Wang Baole from time to time. Give a name suggestion, fearing that the madman might hit him again.

When Xiaowu was thinking here and there, Wang Baole sighed and looked out at the starry sky outside the battleship. According to the location designated by Zongmen, his army station was still some distance away from the sky star.

After all, only the top ten legions can be assigned to the satellites around the sky star, so it takes about five days to pass from the Ice Phoenix Legion.

"A star smaller than the moon ..." After taking out Jane Jane and looking at the location again, Wang Baole was not dissatisfied. Instead, he felt that it was quite good. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to build his army.

"Recruiting and buying horses is not suitable, and I don't have that much energy ... so the best way is to be one person as if I had dealt with the Molong Army!"

After thinking about it, Wang Baole had a decision in his heart, so he closed his eyes and meditated silently. A few days passed, and as he approached the station, when the asteroid appeared in Wang Baole's perception, he opened his eyes, first I saw the starry sky outside the battleship, a purple star!

This star is like a gem, embedded in the starry sky, emitting a soft light, and more waves of aura spread out, making the asteroid dim around.

As soon as Wang Baole's eyes brightened and the battleship approached quickly, he felt a slight frown after feeling the aura of the asteroid, and he understood why the asteroid that looked OK would be arranged as his own resident.

In fact, the aura of this asteroid seems to be rich, but it actually has some stamina, and the interior of the star seems to be hollow. It is obvious that some of the star source has been taken away.

It is for this reason that although the life on this asteroid is normal at first glance and the plants are flourishing, this kind of thing may not last long. According to Wang Baole's estimation, if there is no human intervention, it will be about 200 years at most. Into a dry star.

"I can't use it for two hundred years!" After thinking about it, Wang Baole didn't care too much. As soon as his body wore a small donkey and Xiao Wu, he left the battleship directly and stepped into this one because it was arranged for him, so he had the same. In the name of Dire ... Dire Star!

As soon as he arrived, Wang Baole first carefully checked this asteroid, and even went to explore the hollow area inside. After it was finally determined that this was not a problem, he simply arranged the corps resident in the astral body, Take out the remaining construction puppets in the storage bag.

After giving instructions to transform the stars and build a self-explosive battleship, he ignored the little donkey and the small five that Sa Huan usually plays on the Dire Star. Wang Baole sat on a peak on the surface of the Dire Star and looked at the starry sky. Start thinking about the most important thing about this legion, that is ... its rank!

During the period of the Bingfeng Army, Wang Baole had a more detailed understanding of the ranks of the Godhead civilization. He knew that within the Godhead civilization, the army was divided into nineteen levels!

The first twelfth level can only be reached by the three first sects directly under the regiment, and the last seven tiers are the next sect.

For example, the Bingfeng Army, after ranking fifth, entered the second level, and the first level of the army, the entire Godhead civilization is only three, each of which is the strongest legion of the ancestors.

As for Wang Baole's newly established split, it was only twelve, but even so, it far surpassed the original Shengtaomen's legion. The latter had only seventeen.

"Twelfth level ... should I be able to get more inheritance in the Eyes of Thousands, right?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and the true purpose of creating the Legion was to gain the inheritance in Thousands Eyes.

Now that the resident has been confirmed, and Wang Baole does not need too much participation in the subsequent construction, Wang Baole sprung up and wanted to go to Wanyemu again to get the idea of ​​inheritance.

With the twenty-eighth layer of Xianxian mask, Xiuwei has reached the late stage of Tongshen, and he no longer cares about the leader of the Molong army.

Moreover, even if someone is eager to offer a reward, unless it is Lingxian's shot, otherwise ... Wang Baole is so confident that the other party cannot keep himself.

However, after thinking about it, Wang Baole still postponed the idea. After all, even if he went to Wanyemu again, although he could get some inheritance, it would be difficult to get all of them. Once the number of simultaneous visits is more, it will inevitably form a fixed law. Cause some unnecessary trouble.

"So for me now, raising my legion rank is the most important thing!"

"The way to improve the level is to challenge other legions ... Once you win, you can replace it!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed and challenged each other. This is the rule of Immortal Sect, but it will only stipulate that the casualties cannot exceed a certain level. Nothing more.

At the same time, each time you go to apply for a challenge, you need to consume a lot of resources, and once you lose, as a challenger, you must pay excessive compensation.

For example, the Bingfeng Army was challenged before. The 11th Army was the main follow-up, and the Bingfeng Army was given an amazing amount of resources. This compensation almost evacuated the 11th Army and was greatly injured.

"If only the next sect came to challenge me." Wang Baole was a little envious of the Bingfeng Legion's luck, but after thinking about it, he felt that his legion now belongs to the last sect of the last sect, and may be challenged by the next sect. It's not impossible.

It's just that the Heavenly Sect of Immortal Emperor's challenge to the previous corps was a bit harsh on resources, but compared with the next application challenge, the former can be said to be very mild.

In the Celestial Sect of Immortality, although the next corps is allowed to challenge the upper corps, and if it wins, it can also be promoted, and instead of being an identity, it becomes a direct subordinate and enjoys countless conveniences.

However, for the following crimes, the cost of the application is extremely large. Not only does it require one of the last five legions to secure it, but it also requires dozens of times of resources and costs to be successfully obtained. Eligibility for challenge.

At such a price, basically few of the next cases can be obtained, and even if it can be taken out ... Once lost, not only must it compensate for more terrible resources, but also it must be surrendered and become a subsidiary of the challenged legion!

This kind of harshness makes the next challenge of the previous legion more of a political means. Although it occasionally occurs, most of them have already communicated and discussed, but in the end it is just a form.

Because of knowing this, Wang Baole could only sigh and began to figure out which legion to choose next to challenge his legion level.

But while Wang Baole was pondering about the challenge, his smashing star came an uninvited guest!

It was a middle-aged man in a blue robe, with an indifference that belonged to the superior, and stepped on a bronze-colored giant fish. It seemed to treat the starry sky as the ocean, and the split star of Wang Baole as a stone on the sea floor. Did not really come, but looked down from the sky!

His appearance covered the sky, and the entire sky was rippled by his bronze fish, which filled the spirit of the Lingxian in the early days.

He looked down, like a god, looking coldly at the moment on the top of the mountain, looking up at Wang Baole who was looking at him.

"This seat, the Qingying Army, a thought!"

"In the name of the ancient commander of the ancient army, Zhao Longnanzi belongs to the split-up legion, and is attached to my green cricket. After that, all actions are led by the green cricket!" A dazzling ray of mankind in his hands, erupted in an instant, formed a meteor straight to Wang Baole, and finally stopped in front of Wang Baole, turning into a green bamboo slip!

This bamboo slip exudes a grand atmosphere, as if some kind of testimony!

"Long Nanzi, leave a mark on it, and swear it, printed on this Jane!"

Looking at the green bamboo slips in front of him, Wang Baole looked a little ugly. After looking at the thought for a few breaths, he responded lightly.

"I reject!"