Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Chapter 1865 The next step is the seventh level
Si Wujie explained the rules in front.

The reason why they let many people form a team is that it is easy to record.

Otherwise, those desperadoes who are not afraid of death will hardly know how to form a team, one person per team, it would be a waste of time to record.

Si Wujie also told many experts that more and more people came here.

In order to save time, he will continue to expand the number of teams.

Si Wujie found that there were still many people approaching here, so he floated up on a high place and continued to explain to everyone.

"Everyone, in order to save the time for the strong to kill the enemy, we are directly divided into two teams."

Si Wujie pushed down his sunglasses, "There are teams that killed the Linggang Army, stand on the left, and those that don't, stand on the right."

"We made it very clear that if you didn't kill the Linggang Army, the maximum reward for Lingshi is [-] tons, and the skills are relatively low-level."

Si Wujie continued, "As for the masters who killed the Spirit Steel Army, they not only have a high upper limit of Spirit Stones, but also have powerful skills and Spirit Steel weapons."

The onlookers here began to talk a lot.

Most of the people stood on the right, and the Linggang Army could compete with the leader of the Yin-Yang Crusade Sequence.

Anyone who can solve it can almost name it.

After Si Wujie finished speaking, he sat down at the table on the left, where he served personally.

As for the right side, give it to his Yin-Yang Crusaders.

Long Feifeng and Di Kun walked to the left.

All of a sudden, it attracted everyone's attention.

Then three more men in black robes went to the left.

After that, no one passed by.

Everyone here sighed, it really wasn't that easy.

"Team Batian!"

The Yin-Yang Crusader on the right took out his phone and started recording.

A middle-aged man with a bandaged head said softly, "I'm the only one who came back."

After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to the Yin-Yang Crusaders, "My companion and I wiped out a branch selling liquor."

The Yin-Yang Crusaders took the phone and watched the video.

"Okay, destroy the complete branch, the task belongs to the first class, the first level blind box."

The Yin-Yang Crusader pointed to the first-class treasure chest on the table, "There are balls inside, just take one."

The middle-aged man nodded, reached in, and took out a ball at random.

"Open."

The Yin-Yang Crusaders said.

The middle-aged man unscrewed the ball, and there was a note inside.

He glanced at it and said in shock, "Thirty tons of spirit stones!"

You know, with the death of his companion, plus the ring of the branch boss, he has already obtained forty or fifty tons.

Adding these [-] tons, it was almost [-] tons.

The current him has long since cast his sadness to the sky.

The Yin-Yang Crusaders took the note and glanced at it, then nodded slightly, "Team Batian, reward thirty tons of spirit stones."

Others around are envious.

However, they also believed that this time the Yin-Yang Crusade was a real reward.

On Si Wujie's side, he looked at the body of a spirit steel army on the ground, and nodded slightly.

"A generation of Spirit Steel Army, this box."

Si Wujie pointed to the box on the right and said.

Di Kun reached in, took out a ball at random, unscrewed it and looked at it, "Spirit steel sword."

As he spoke, he handed the note to Si Wujie.

"Reward a spirit steel sword."

Si Wujie waved his hand, and three spiritual steel swords appeared on the table, "Choose one yourself."

"I want to know, whose body is it?"

Long Feifeng came over and asked.

"Of course it's your spoils of war." Si Wujie said with a smile.

"That's not bad, and it doesn't disgust us."

Long Feifeng took a spirit steel sword casually, if the body was taken away, only one sword was rewarded.

That would be disgusting.

Of course, this weapon is very tasteless to them.

With the spiritual steel body, there is no shortage of a sword.

"By the way, I want to make a mark."

Si Wujie came to the spiritual steel body and pressed his fingers on the head.

call!
Flames appeared from his fingers, constantly hitting the spiritual steel shell.

A few minutes later, a small hole appeared on the head, "If there is another small hole here in the future, it won't work."

"Don't worry, we won't play tricks like this." Long Feifeng also put away her body.

"By the way, where's Feng Lin from your team?" Si Wujie asked.

"It should be dead." Long Feifeng said calmly.

"You saw it with your own eyes?" Si Wujie frowned.

"No, when we encountered the Spirit Steel Army, we separated."

Long Feifeng thought of an excuse.

"Since he didn't come here on time, let's continue looking for a team."

After Si Wujie finished speaking, she set her eyes on the three black faction people behind her.

Just at this moment, energy fluctuations came from afar.

A man in black robe landed here, with a petite body on his back.

"You're not dead?"

Long Feifeng looked at Feng Lin and asked.

"Almost."

Feng Lin took off his black robe, revealing a bloodless face, "What do I need to do?"

"No need to do it, since your team is fine, then feel free to do it."

Si Wujie pushed down his sunglasses, and he knew that Feng Lin would not die so easily, "Remember to come on time every week, you can kill the team of Linggang Army, and the ranking will be judged later, the rewards at that time are beyond your imagination."

Feng Lin and the others all turned around and left without staying here for too long.

"Brother, your face is ugly, you should be seriously injured, are you still on our team?"

Di Kun came over and asked.

"That's right, we still follow the old rules. You killed the Linggang Army this time. The treasure belongs to you. I'm leaving."

After Feng Lin finished speaking, he disappeared here again.

Di Kun and Long Feifeng looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Is this kid crazy?" Long Feifeng clenched her fists, "I'm really not afraid of death."

"Didn't you notice? He seems to be much stronger than he was a week ago."

Di Kun said in a deep voice, "It's only been a few days? Something's wrong!"

"It's only a sixth-level one. It scares you. Keep fighting. Anyway, the Demon Research Institute is not a good thing. Get more supplies and treasures."

Long Feifeng said in a frivolous tone.

……

Repeated practice is boring.

Even if it is your own hobby, when you repeat it, you will get bored.

What's more, people like Feng Lin are constantly experiencing the baptism of death.

During this period of time, he was like a robot, getting better every time.

He discovered that Ye Yourong was simply an amplifier of cultivation.

The usual Feng Lin, although he was surpassing the limit, was actually not surpassing.

Because he still kept some qi, which he used to escape.

But with Ye Yourong's help, Feng Lin was a real transcendence.

Every time he fights, he fights until he collapses without a single bit of qi before giving up.

Then Ye Yourong took over and led him away.

Feng Lin woke up from his sleep, he rubbed his eyes and asked, "How many days have I slept?"

"Three and a half days."

Ye Yourong lay beside Feng Lin, "You've been too tired during this time, you should take a good rest."

Feng Lin stood up, feeling his energy at the peak of the sixth level, and showed a gratified smile.

He has been in the Western Continent for nearly two months.

"Go! Keep fighting!"

Feng Lin clenched his fists, "The next step is the seventh step, and then go home."

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(End of this chapter)