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

The door of the villa slowly opened.

"Click!"

Just then, the door of the villa slowly opened.

The golden morning sun rose at this moment, shining on Cao Shuang.

A dazzling light appeared.

He was like a layer of brilliant golden light, like a god of war in the sky, with overwhelming power.

"Brother, which road are you from?"

Cao Shuang showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled slightly.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you angered someone you shouldn't have offended."

The yellow-haired man took a deep breath and clenched the iron rod in his hand.

"Can't we talk?"

"Stop talking nonsense, brothers, grab your weapons!"

As soon as the words fell, the gangsters around Huangmao all picked up the steel pipes, wooden sticks, axes, hooks and forks in their hands and rushed over.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Cao Shuang suddenly shot out.

Bang bang bang bang——

A punch was thrown out, and a row of gangsters flew out backwards.

Then, the right leg kicked out in the air.

Bang bang!

Seven or eight gangsters who rushed from both sides were swept down, wailing.

"Wow, is this guy Ye Wen?!"

"Why is he so powerful?"

A gangster was scared and peed, threw away the steel stick and ran away.

The rest of the gangsters followed suit and fled in all directions.

Cao Shuang's mouth corners slightly raised.

"Why are you running? Leave something behind before you go."

Swoosh——

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

The next moment, the yellow-haired man screamed, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground, groaning in pain.

Cao Shuang picked up the iron rod on the ground and hit them accurately.

Soon, all the gangsters were lying on the ground wailing in pain.

"Brother, let's talk it over!"

"I was wrong, I was really wrong."

"Spare my life!"

The yellow-haired man begged for mercy with a sad face, and he was no longer as tough as before.

"Tell me, who asked you to come?"

Cao Shuang was very curious.

These guys were neither thugs nor killers, but a group of gangsters who hadn't even grown all their hair.

He couldn't figure out who was so bored that he would come to provoke him.

"This... this..."

The yellow-haired man hesitated, and finally gave in after hesitating for a long time.

"I, I don't know. It was a woman who gave us several thousand yuan and asked us to teach you a lesson."

"Teach me a lesson?"

Cao Shuang frowned slightly and asked again: "What's the woman's name?"

Huangmao: "I don't know her. She was wearing sunglasses and a hat."

"Get lost."

Waving his hand, Cao Shuang drove all the gangsters away.

From beginning to end, he never asked who was behind them.

"Woman?"

"Could it be Yue Ying?"

"It shouldn't be. If she wanted to come up with a trick, she would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?"

After thinking for a long time, he still didn't figure out why he offended that crazy woman.

If you can't figure it out, just let it go. Cao Shuang is not the kind of person who likes to waste his energy.

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are paper tigers.

At the same time.

On a high-rise building five or six hundred meters away from Nanshan Villa, Fang Miaomiao silently put down the telescope in her hand, her eyes full of shock.

"What a great skill! Mr. Ling guessed right. There must be something wrong with this guy."

"No, such a dangerous person must not be allowed to get close to Mr. Ling."

Cao Shuang didn't know that his recent abnormal behavior had attracted the attention of a sensitive woman...

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——Recently, many abnormal natural disasters have occurred across the country. Please pay attention to prevent bad weather, don't run around at will, and avoid...

Back in the villa, Cao Shuang ate takeaway while watching TV.

The TV was broadcasting a lot of news about strange weather.

"Strange, before the game merged in the last life, it seems that there weren't so many natural disasters coming?"

Cao Shuang raised his eyebrows slightly, secretly puzzled.

The strange weather suddenly appeared all over the world, making him feel a little uneasy.

There are still 2 months and 26 days left before the end of the world.

The speed of collecting mythical martial spirits has to be accelerated!

After quickly finishing the rice in the bowl, Cao Shuang returned to the game again.

[Yi Ye Shu lv42]: Lao Bai, are there any clues in the places I asked you to look for?

[Bai Xiucai lv60]: Not yet, but the low-level martial spirits and spirit rings you asked me to collect have been found. I have contacted several martial spirit merchants, they have a lot of goods in stock, and I can help you introduce them.

[Yi Ye Shu lv42]: No need, you can just help me negotiate directly, the price is not a problem, I will take whatever you have.

[Bai Xiucai lv60]: No problem, oh, by the way, before

You asked me to pay attention to the news about Qianlong, the vice president of the Immortal Dynasty. Their forces are currently leveling near Guixiao, a level 70 leveling place, but my spies have received news that the leveling is just a cover, and the real purpose seems to be to do a long hidden mission, and the rewards seem to be extremely generous.

After listening to Lao Bai's report, Cao Shuang fell into deep thought.

Qianlong is Zhai Junjie.

Could it be that the other party has found clues to the mythical martial spirit?

[One page book lv42]: Is there any other news?

[Bai Xiucai lv60]: That’s all for now. What can be confirmed is that this hidden mission has already consumed a large amount of materials and funds from the Immortal Dynasty at the very beginning. The final reward of the mission must be extremely amazing, otherwise they would not spend so much money. Moreover, such tasks are time-consuming and labor-intensive and difficult to complete in a short time.

Cao Shuang frowned more and more.

Now, he can confirm.

The end of the mission must be a mythical martial spirit.

It was also a great opportunity for Zhai Junjie to change his fate against the odds.

The question is, how do I cut off the beard?

[One-page book lv42]: Thank you. Please continue to help me monitor. If there is any situation, I will inform you at any time. The intelligence fee will not be less for you.

[Bai Xiucai lv60]: Thank you boss, the boss is so generous!

After ending the conversation with Lao Bai, Cao Shuang sped up his movements.

A large number of low-level martial souls were sacrificed and became the nourishment for the soul stone.

After a whole morning of hard work, I finally got the eighth spirit slot out.

"Crack!"

Three tiny cracks then appeared on the soul stone.

"Husband, the durability of this thing seems to be almost gone."

"I guess it can be used again."

Diao Chan put down the two ten thousand year soul rings in her hands and looked at Cao Shuang with a worried look on her face.

"If it's gone, it's gone. I can't even find the martial soul. It's useless to have so many positions."

Although he said this, Cao Shuang felt heartbroken deep down in his heart.

Cao Shuang knows very little about the mythical martial spirits in the game, but that doesn't mean that Cao Shuang doesn't know about the mythical martial spirits after the apocalypse.

Cao Shuang knew no less than four of the locations and methods of obtaining mythical spirits that could be determined after the end of the world.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

But he can't be too greedy. Nine martial souls are enough to push him through the end of the world.

No matter how much, he doesn't have that many soul rings to supply.

"How is the soul ring melting?" Cao Shuang changed his mood and asked.

Diao Chan smiled lightly and proudly took out her achievement: "Husband, look, counting the previous five hundred thousand year soul rings, we now have a total of sixteen."

Sixteen hundred-thousand-year-old soul rings emitting scarlet light shone brightly in Diao Chan's hands.

Powerful energy fluctuations penetrated from them, which was extremely shocking.

"Well done!"

"It has to be you, little red hand."

"Hehe~"

Although these soul rings cost Cao Shuang more than 80 million gold coins, they were completely worth it compared to the 100,000-year-old soul rings.

But this is not enough.

After all, his martial soul slot still has 7 empty slots.

This little soul ring is not enough to squander.

There is a long way to go.

In the next few days, Cao Shuang practiced leveling with Crazy Xiaotao during the day, and collected low-level soul rings as a gambling dog at night. He lived a fulfilling life.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

[Bai Xiucai lv60]: Brother Ye, I have some clues about the copy information you asked me to find!

A piece of news from Lao Bai shocked Cao Shuang.

"Is my second martial spirit finally coming?"

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——Countdown to doomsday: February and 18 days!