Chapter 790

"That's a bad name!" Wang Baole, who established the regiment, left his name and left the Bingfeng regiment, was still sighing on the way to the zongmen station in the warship.

Little donkey and little five are not far away from Wang Baole. The former lies there, and sometimes there is a comfortable nasal sound in his mouth. The latter massages the little donkey with one hand, and his eyes are fixed on Wang Baole from time to time. He is a little jumpy. He regrets giving the name advice, and is afraid that the crazy man may beat himself violently.

Just when Xiao Wu was thinking nonsense here, Wang Baole sighed and looked at the starry sky outside the warship. According to the location designated by zongmen, his regiment station was still a little away from Zhang Tianxing.

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

"A star smaller than the moon..." took out the jade slips and checked the position again. Wang Baole was not dissatisfied. Instead, he thought it was very good. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to build his army.

"Recruiting is not suitable, and I don't have so much energy... So the best way is to become an army by myself, as I did with the Murong army!"

After pondering, Wang Baole had made a decision in his heart, so he closed his eyes and meditated silently. A few days passed in a flash. As he approached the station, when the asteroid appeared in Wang Baole's perception, he opened his eyes and saw a purple star in the starry sky outside the warship at the first glance!

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

As soon as Wang Baole's eyes lit up, he controlled the warship to quickly approach. After feeling the aura of the asteroid, he frowned slightly, and understood why the asteroid, which looked OK, would be arranged to be his own station.

In fact, the aura of this asteroid seems to be rich, but in fact, it has some lack of stamina, and the interior of the asteroid seems to be a little hollow. It is obvious that part of the Star source has been excavated.

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

"It won't take me 200 years!" After thinking about it, Wang Baole didn't care too much. He shook his body, took the little donkey and the little five, and directly left the warship and stepped into the star that had the name of split life because it was arranged for him... Split life star!

As soon as he arrived, Wang Baole first carefully inspected the asteroid, and even went to the inner hollow area to explore. After finally determining that it was ok here, he simply arranged the general regiment's station inside the asteroid, and took out all the remaining construction puppets in the storage bag.

After giving the order to transform the stars and build self exploding battleships, ignoring the little donkey and little five who are generally playing on the crack star by Sahuan, Wang Baole sat on a mountain peak on the surface of the crack star, looked at the stars, and began to think about the most important thing about this Legion, that is... Its level!

During this time of Bingfeng legion, Wang Baole had a more detailed understanding of the Legion level of Shenmu civilization. He knew that in Shenmu civilization, the Legion was divided into 19 levels!

The first twelve levels can only be reached by the three upper lineage legions, and the last seven levels are the lower lineage legions.

Such as the ice Phoenix legion, after ranking fifth, entered the second level, while the first level legion, the entire divine eye civilization has only three, which are the strongest legions of their respective ancestors.

As for Wang Baole's newly established split life, it is only twelve levels, but even so, it is far more than the original Saint Tao gate's legion, whose level is only seventeen.

"Twelve levels... Should let me get more inheritance from the eye of nightmare?" Wangbaole squinted. His real purpose in creating the Legion was to obtain the inheritance in the eyes of ten thousand nightmares.

Now that the station has been confirmed and the subsequent construction does not require too much participation of Wang Baole, Wang Baole had the idea of going to the eye of nightmare again to obtain inheritance.

With the twenty-eight layer punishment fairy cover, his cultivation reached the late stage of Tongshen, and he did not care about the head of the ink dragon army.

Moreover, even if someone is greedy for a reward, unless it is the spirit fairy, otherwise... Wang Baole is fully confident that the other party can't keep himself.

However, after thinking, Wang Baole still postponed this idea. After all, even if he went to the eye of nightmare again, although he could get some inheritance, he could not get all of it after all. Once he went more at the same time, it would inevitably form a fixed law and cause some unnecessary trouble.

"So now for me, improving my Legion level is the most important!"

"The way to improve your level is to challenge other legions... Once you win, you can replace it!" Wang Bao's eyes glitter and challenge each other. This is the rule of Zhang Tianxing Xianzong, but it will stipulate that casualties cannot exceed a certain level.

At the same time, every time you apply for a challenge, you need to consume a lot of resources, and once you lose, as a challenger, you have to pay extra compensation.

For example, the ice Phoenix Legion was challenged like this before. The follow-up was dominated by the eleventh legion, which gave the ice Phoenix Legion an amazing number of resources. This compensation almost emptied the eleventh Legion and seriously damaged its vitality.

"If only the next Pope came to challenge me." Wang Baole admires the luck of Bingfeng legion, but after thinking about it, he feels that his legion is now the last one of the previous sect, and it may not be impossible to be challenged by the next sect.

It's just that Zhang Tianxing Xianzong was a little harsh in terms of resources for the challenges between the previous legion, but compared with the next application challenge, the former can be said to be very mild.

In ZhangTian Xingxian sect, although the lower clan Legion is allowed to challenge the upper clan legion, if it wins, it can also be promoted, and instead of identity, it becomes a direct subordinate, enjoying countless convenience,

However, the cost of applying for the following crimes is amazing. It requires not only one of the first five legions of shangzong to guarantee, but also dozens of times of resources and costs to successfully obtain the qualification to challenge.

At such a price, few lower masters can take it out, and even if they can... Once they lose, they not only have to compensate for the more terrifying amount of resources, but also have to surrender and become a subsidiary of the challenged Legion!

This harshness makes the next challenge to the shangzong army more a political means. Although it occasionally happens, most of them have been communicated and discussed first, and finally it is just a form.

Knowing this, Wang Baole could only sigh and began to wonder which Legion to choose next to challenge, so as to improve his legion level.

But when Wang Baole was thinking about the challenge, an unexpected guest came to his crack star!

It was a middle-aged man in a blue robe, with a sense of indifference belonging to the superior, who stepped on a bronze colored giant fish, as if taking the starry sky as an ocean, and the crack star where Wang Baole was, as a stone at the bottom of the sea. He did not really come down, but looked down on the sky!

His appearance covered the sky, and the whole sky was the ripples raised by his bronze fish, which filled the momentum of the early days of the fairy.

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

"This seat, Qing Kun army, yinianzi!"

"In the name of Gu Mo, the commander of the army, he recruited the crack legion of longnanzi to be affiliated to our Qing Kun. After that, all actions were led by Qing Kun!" The man in a green shirt opened his mouth faintly, stood in the air, lifted his right hand and waved it. Suddenly, a bright light changed in his hand, and suddenly erupted, forming a meteor straight to Wang Baole. Finally, after pausing in front of Wang Baole, it turned into a blue bamboo slip!

The bamboo slips exude a grand breath, as if it were some kind of witness!

"Long Nanzi, leave a brand, swear, and print it on this Jane!"

Looking at the blue bamboo slips in front of him, Wang Baole's face was a little ugly. After gazing at the thought for a few breaths, he responded faintly.

"I refuse!"