A World Worth Protecting

This man in a green robe wears a mask of a bull's head. At the same time, the coldness and murderous power in his eyes seem to lower the temperature around him, so that people instinctively want to retreat and not fight with them.

Wang Baole blinked, and his gaze swept away from the big man. When he was about to withdraw, the big man seemed to have some special emotions about the pig's head mask. After noticing Wang Baole's gaze, he stared suddenly and sneered.

"The last time I participated in this mission, I saw that the person wearing the mask was not pleasing to the eye, and Zeng Shun slaughtered the person. Would you like to go to your office?"

Wang Baole raised his eyebrows. If he hadn't just been here, he didn't want to start working when he wasn't familiar with the surroundings, and the time was limited. With his temper, he would have just passed by at this moment.

Of course, he could not see that he had any relationship with Xiu Wei, so Wang Baole snorted in his heart, turned away without turning, and flew away in a flash.

When he noticed the other party's departure, the big man snorted and said scornfully.

"Suggesting the goods ..." He originally wanted to say the four words to encourage the goods, but the last word had not yet been said. Wang Baole ’s speed erupted instantly. Even if there is a mask to cover it, outsiders ca n’t see the fluctuations, but It's fast, and to a certain extent, it can clearly judge repair.

In particular, Wang Baole was a little amazing in speed. Although he was trained only in the late period of psychic powers, at this moment, such an outburst has a great sense of completeness and psychic powers, and they are almost the same. So the bull head and big man winced. One word without saying a word.

Everyone else in the surroundings also felt the practice represented by Wang Baole's speed. One by one, many people were galloping towards the surroundings, with various speeds, and the slowness was comparable to the early days of the gods. As for the fast ... there are four people who actually broke out of the speed of Lingxian.

And these four monks at the speed of the immortal, who had not shown the mountains or water before, were hiding in the crowd. At this moment, the bullhead and the big man began to sweat.

"This time, there are spirits!" Suddenly, the big man regretted his previous arrogance. At this moment, he was afraid of being embarrassed, and immediately reversed and left quickly.

In this way, more than 200 people who came here dispersed and disappeared into this white desert.

This desert is very desolate. Although there are vegetation, it is not much, and most of them seem to be withered. Like the vitality and aura of the entire star, it is passing rapidly.

At the same time, the more he flew into the depths, the more Wang Baole felt the reduction of the aura here, because it was only after a while that he faintly noticed that the aura's active level of the star was much weaker, for example. .

"This speed, I am afraid that it will be a maximum of three or five days ... This star will become a dead star!" Wang Baole was shocked and was about to speed up to fly to a further area. When he was about to take a detailed look at it, suddenly ... At this instant in his ear, a faint voice echoed suddenly.

"An outsider ... help me ..."

The voice was very old, showing a strong sense of weakness, like the old man at the time of dying, faintly calling with his last life.

Wang Baole's complexion changed. His body not only stopped, but quickly changed position. Then his consciousness spread out and swept across the square. No matter the sky above or the ground below, he swept carefully, but nothing was gained.

As for the faint voice, it only disappeared after his mind emerged once, and it didn't come again, which made Wang Baole a little surprised.

"Illusion? Impossible!" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, looked at the dry earth below after groaning, and secretly said that it was the voice of this star. Although he had never heard of it, there didn't seem to be much better than this. Explain, unless it is ... there is a strong man who is too much to surpass Wang Baole, hiding here.

Regardless of which one, Wang Baole didn't want to stay here, so his speed broke out again, and he quickly left the area. After galloping towards the farther area for about a while, the edge of the desert appeared and ... Ruins on that edge.

From the perspective of the architectural style of the ruins, it is not the same as the federation and the Godhead civilization. The shape is inclined to the triangle. At the moment of collapse, many dried bones and remains are similar to humans, but the individual bones are Bigger.

Obviously it used to be a place of residence, or a place like Zongmen, but it has now been slaughtered. Looking at the bones, the slaughter time should not be long.

"A month at most?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, looked around after silence, his body suddenly changed, and four extra arms and two skulls were grown. He even wrapped the pig's head mask and other things into other things. It looks like it is no longer the person who came here to perform the task, but has become the Weiyang tribe!

After trying to cough, after saying a few words from the Weiyang tribe in the heart, and picking up the familiar ones, Wang Baole then continued to fly forward, no longer cautious all the way, but rushed into the desert like a rampage and reached the plain area He was about to speed up, but suddenly he looked and looked to the right.

While he was looking, the direction he was looking at was at the end. At this moment there were whistling sounds, and even more ridicule and resounding. Seven monks of the Weiyang tribe appeared very quickly. They were galloping and laughing at each other, especially among them. The slender young man dragged in his hand grabbed his head, and I did not know what technique to use. There were bursts of blue silk from the young seven tricks, integrated into the palm of this Weiyang tribe, with an expression on his face Pleasure, in contrast to that, was the expression of the young boy, who was extremely fierce, with blue veins permeating his face, showing intense pain and resentment in his eyes.

When Wang Baole looked at them, these figures appeared in his eyes. He also noticed Wang Baole and paused one by one. One of them took a closer look at Wang Baole's clothes. He was puzzled in his eyes and spoke loudly.

"Which squad is yours?"

Wang Baole ignored it, but carefully identified it, and determined that the cultivation of the seven or eight people was only psychic, and the other were Yuanying, and the strongest monk like a captain was just After the middle of the psychic, he nodded with satisfaction and said.

"I belong to your squad."

As soon as his words came out and the other party was stunned, Wang Baole's body suddenly moved at a fast speed, and the whole person broke out directly, forming a hazy mist, sweeping away.

His speed was so fast that, of the seven or eight people, only the small captain reacted, and his expression changed sharply, but other people ... including the early stage of the psychic, had no time to dodge, and instantly It was shrouded by the mist transformed by Wang Baole, and even the screams were too late to be transmitted. The bodies withered instantly, everything in life was absorbed by the Emperor's armor, and the soul was taken away by the eyesight. In the mist directly ... Extinct!

As for the little captain who retreated horribly and seemed to avoid the mist, he couldn't escape after all, and was grabbed by his head with a big hand extended out of the mist, just like this man was pinching the teenager's skull As the eerie soul-searching word spit out of the mist, the captain's eyes widened sharply, and he sent a scream of utter screaming.

But this scream came out only once, and its figure was shrouded in mist, so that if the voice was covered, it could not be transmitted again. After a while, when the mist converged and re-formed into the figure of Wang Baole, Wang Baole appeared in his eyes. Strange man, through soul search, he knew a lot of news about this star!

For example ... With the killing of this star a month ago, the Weiyang national army has left, and what is left now is only a barracks of about 30,000 monks who are responsible for handling and aftercare.

And this barracks, although there is some range from here, but at the speed of Wang Baole, an hour is enough to reach.

For another example, in this barracks, the highest cultivation is now a Weiyang clan of the late Lingxian, and ... there is only this Lingxian, and here was originally a planet, but just a month ago, according to this According to the news of the team leader, the planet ancestor has other things and has left early.

"Barracks ..." Wang Baole licked his lips. He felt his cultivation behavior. With the killing of his talents, his cultivation behavior was obviously more active. At the same time, he looked down at the young man who had exhausted his lamps. The young man looked at Wang Baole with gratitude in his eyes. Zhang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but couldn't say it, and slowly lost his breath.

Looking at the boy, Wang Baole sighed in his heart, lifted his right hand and waved the dust to bury him, his body suddenly flew out, his appearance changed to that of the squad leader, and he ran straight towards the barracks.

Take a day off tomorrow, two more on the 2nd! I wish you all a happy New Year's Day and 2020, always happy!