Mythical End Times: Stock up on 100,000-year soul rings at the beginning

The current area: Soul-breaking Cliff

[Recommended level: 40]

The eerie and dark valley is filled with smelly rotten fluids and occasionally hoarse and piercing ghost howls.

Due to the extremely harsh environment of the monster spawning area, very few players come here to level up.

Cao Shuang and Crazy Xiaotao saw almost no living people along the way.

"Haha, what a handsome little brother, do you want to play with me~"

Suddenly, a charming and charming laugh resounded throughout the canyon.

Cao Shuang had goosebumps all over his body, and his hair stood up. He couldn't help but turn his head to look in the distance, and saw a charming woman in a red dress standing not far away.

Before Cao Shuang could see the details clearly, a purple thunder had already cut through the sky.

"Ah——"

With a loud bang!

The purple lightning exploded, and the charming woman in a red dress died, turning into ashes and falling down, with her eyes wide open.

At the same time, a prompt popped up in Cao Shuang's head——

[Congratulations to the player: Crazy Xiaotao, killing the elite monster: Red Ghost, and getting: Experience +7844, Broken Red Bellyband +1]

"Uh... Can you be more elegant?"

"Hmph~"

Crazy Xiaotao snorted coldly, too lazy to pay attention to the complaints of the corpse, and continued to kill into the valley with the sword.

Cao Shuang had no choice but to find a relatively clean bluestone slab and lie down on it.

Lying dead~ We are professionals.

"Stay here and don't walk around. I'll be back soon."

After saying this, Feng Xiaotao disappeared in the vast ghost fog.

Soon, countless female ghosts screamed in the ghost fog, and Cao Shuang's experience bar began to soar wildly.

"Ah~"

With a long sigh, Cao Shuang silently sweated for these red-dressed ladies.

Then, he opened the trading house and began to look for what he needed.

First of all, the most urgent task is to open all the martial soul slots as soon as possible, so as not to have more trouble.

A large number of low-level martial soul beads were swept away by Cao Shuang's strong capital.

Secondly, it is the soul ring.

"Husband~ What do you think, should we try to hit the next million soul rings?"

Diao Chan's charming voice came faintly in Cao Shuang's ears, making him a little moved.

"We still have 5 hundred thousand year soul rings left. Even if the impact is successful and triggers a critical hit, we can only get 2 million year soul rings at most..."

Cao Shuang muttered to himself.

Million year soul rings are indeed attractive, but we have to consider the actual situation.

No way, there are too many martial souls and they can't be melted.

How can there be so many million year soul rings for him to allocate.

Activating a million soul skills and activating a martial soul with nine hundred thousand year soul skills are not comparable at all.

"Forget it, it's not too late to consider million year soul rings when we have more surplus food."

"Okay~ Listen to my husband~"

Diao Chan nodded obediently and didn't continue to pester.

"Don't worry, 230 million gold coins should be enough for us to get a few million year soul rings."

After that, Cao Shuang began to frantically sweep low-level soul rings in the trading house.

In a blink of an eye, most of the day passed.

His level was fixed at lv42 under the unremitting efforts of Crazy Xiaotao.

"I'm going offline now. I'll continue tomorrow."

Cao Shuang stretched and sat up lazily from the bluestone: "Okay, see you tomorrow..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Xiaotao had disappeared from his sight.

"Damn, are you in a hurry to work?!"

Cao Shuang couldn't help but curse.

This woman seemed to be more short of money than him.

"Forget it. I've been buying martial soul beads and soul rings all day, and the mail is almost full."

"Let's go and melt the rings!"

Cao Shuang patted his butt and stood up, took out a return scroll worth thousands of gold coins and teleported directly back to the main city.

From the postman NPC, all the large amount of items purchased today were taken and transferred to the warehouse.

In an instant, the empty warehouse was filled with all kinds of items.

The corner of the warehouse NPC's mouth twitched.

"You kid, are you here to sell martial souls wholesale?"

"Tens of thousands of C-level martial soul beads, and hundreds of B-level... Damn, there are thousands of hundred-year spirit rings and hundreds of thousand-year spirit rings."

"Another gambler."

The NPC shook his head, as if he had foreseen the tragic ending of Cao Shuang's bankruptcy, and turned away.

Cao Shuang was unaware of this, and enthusiastically found a restaurant box to sacrifice soul beads, preparing to open his eighth martial soul slot.

[Absorbing C-level ordinary martial soul: Morning Glory, martial soul position generation progress

=Degree: 0.01%]

[Absorbing C-level common martial soul: Fine Iron Chopper, martial soul level generation progress: 0.01%]

[Absorbing B-level high-quality martial soul: Rock Turtle, martial soul level generation progress: 0.1%]

[……]

"Oh my god, the energy given by low-level martial souls is too little."

Looking at those scattered martial soul progress bars, Cao Shuang was a little crazy.

Fortunately, quantitative change can lead to qualitative change.

Even if it is a garbage martial soul, as long as the number is enough, it can stack up a soul grid stone.

And Diao Chan on the side is much luckier.

[Ding! Triggering martial soul talent: continuous good fortune, soul ring fusion triggers critical hit, obtain: thousand-year soul ring *2]

[Ding! Ring fusion failed, hundred-year soul ring -1]

[Ding! Triggering martial soul talent: continuous good fortune, soul ring fusion triggers critical hit, obtain: thousand-year soul ring *2]

The system prompt sound of successful ring fusion keeps ringing.

This made Cao Shuang's mood turn from cloudy to sunny.

"Not bad, not bad, our little red hand is still powerful."

"Hehe~"

Diao Chan smiled, obviously very happy to be praised.

After a gentle and sweet moment, the two returned to work again.

...

The next morning.

Cao Shuang returned to reality after finishing a day's work.

Everything was calm, and there was no hunger.

The eighth martial soul slot was not opened, only the last 15% of the progress was missing.

There was no clue about the mythical martial soul from Bai Xiucai.

The private detective was still investigating, and there was no news about Crazy Xiaotao.

Lin Shiyun had not paid attention to him since the end of the banquet yesterday.

Life was too peaceful, which made Cao Shuang feel uncomfortable.

"Husband, something is wrong, we seem to be surrounded."

Just as Cao Shuang was thinking, Diao Chan's delicate voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Hearing this, Cao Shuang's face sank.

He closed his eyes and listened to the slightest movement around the villa.

The strengthened body not only gave Cao Shuang a strong physique, but also gave him extremely sharp six senses.

Soon, Cao Shuang vaguely sensed that there were more than a dozen strange breaths approaching slowly outside the door.

"Strange, I don't seem to have offended anyone recently?"

"Could it be the thugs called by the victim Zhai Junjie?"

"It shouldn't be, with his IQ, can he react so quickly that he has been tricked?"

Although he was puzzled, Cao Shuang was not afraid at all.

He quietly came to the door and shouted loudly: "A cloud in the northwest sky!"

"???"

Outside the door, more than a dozen sneaky hooligans were startled.

The yellow-haired leader answered subconsciously: "A crow falls into a flock of phoenixes!"

Cao Shuang responded: "The whole table is full of heroes!"

Yellow-haired: "Who is the king and who is the minister!"

"Fuck, brother, this is one of us!"

The henchman next to the yellow-haired man hurriedly pulled him.

"You've watched too many gangster movies!"

The yellow-haired man kicked the henchman in the face.

The henchman covered his face and explained aggrievedly: "I just saw that the atmosphere has reached this point, so I cooperated."

"..."