Chapter 809

The big man in green robe was wearing a mask with a cow's head. At the same time, the coldness and killing in his eyes seemed to reduce the temperature around him, which made people instinctively want to retreat and do not want to compete with him.

Wang Baole blinked and glanced at the man. Just about to take it back, the man seemed to have some special emotions about the pig's head mask. After noticing Wang Baole's eyes, he suddenly stared and sneered directly.

"The last time I took part in this task, I saw that the man wearing this mask was not pleasing to the eye and killed this man easily. Do you want to go to your post?"

Wang Baole raised his eyebrows. If he hadn't just come here, he didn't want to fight when he wasn't familiar with the surroundings, and time was limited. With his temper, he must have kicked it directly at the moment.

Of course, it also had something to do with his inability to see the other party's cultivation, so Wang Baole snorted at the bottom of his heart, turned away without opening his mouth, and flew away in a flash.

Noticing that the other party had left, the man snorted and said something contemptuous in his eyes.

"Counsellor one..." he originally wanted to say counsellor one of these four words, but the last word didn't wait to say, Wang Baole's speed exploded instantly, even if there was a mask to cover the cultivation, outsiders could not see the fluctuation, but its speed was so fast that it could clearly judge the cultivation to a certain extent.

In particular, Wang Baole was a little amazing in speed. Although his cultivation was only in the late stage of Tongshen, at this moment, such an outbreak gave people the same feeling as the great perfection of Tongshen, so the bull headed man's eyes shrank, and he didn't say the last word.

Other people around also felt the cultivation represented by Wang Baole's speed one after another. One by one, they were thoughtful. Many people also galloped around, with all kinds of speeds. The slow ones were comparable to the early days of Tongshen. As for the fast ones... There were four, and the speed of immortals broke out.

And these four monks of the speed of immortals, who had hidden in the crowd before, did not show mountains and dew. At this moment, with such an outbreak, the ox headed man's forehead began to sweat.

"This time there was a fairy!" The big man suddenly regretted his previous arrogance. At this moment, he was embarrassed and afraid. He immediately backed up and left quickly.

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

This desert is very desolate. Although there is vegetation, it is not much, and most of it seems to be in a withered state, like the vitality and aura of the whole star, which is passing rapidly.

At the same time, the deeper he flew, the more Wang Baole felt the reduction of aura here. He felt very obvious, because it was only for such a short time that he faintly noticed that the aura activity of this star was much weaker, for example.

"At this speed, I'm afraid it will take three or five days at most... This star will become a Death Star!" Wang Baole was shocked, and just about to accelerate to fly to a further area, ready to check in detail, suddenly... At this moment, there was a faint voice in his ear, suddenly echoing.

"Outsiders... Help me..."

This voice is very old, showing a strong sense of weakness, like the dying old man, weakly calling with his last life.

Wang Baole's face changed, his body didn't stop, but instantly accelerated to change its position. Then his divine consciousness spread out and swept across the four directions. He swept carefully over both the sky above and the earth below, but he didn't get anything.

As for the faint voice, it disappeared only once after he came to mind, and it never came again, which made Wang Baole a little suspicious.

"Hallucination? Impossible!" Wang Baole squinted and looked at the dry earth below after pondering. Could it be the sound of the star in the dark way? Although he had never heard of this, there seemed to be no better explanation than this, unless... There was a strong man whose cultivation exceeded Wang Baole too much, hiding here.

No matter which one, Wang Baole didn't want to stay here, so he broke out again, quickly left this area, and galloped towards a further area for about a incense. After a while, the edge of the desert and... The ruins on that edge appeared in front of him.

Judging from the architectural style of the ruins, they are different from the Federation and the Shenmu civilization. The shape is inclined to the triangle. At this moment, in the collapse, you can see many dried bones, which look similar to human beings, but the bones are larger.

Obviously, this place used to be a place of residence, or a place like a sect gate, but now it has been slaughtered. From the bones, the time of slaughtering should not be long.

"One month at most?" Wang Baole squinted. After silence, he looked around. His body suddenly changed, growing four arms and two heads. He wrapped the pig's head mask in it and turned into something else. It seemed that he was no longer the person who came here to perform tasks, but became the Weiyang nationality!

After trying to cough and saying a few words of Weiyang nationality in the bottom of his heart, and letting himself pick up the familiar, Wang Baole continued to fly forward. He was no longer cautious all the way, but flew across the desert like a rampage. When he reached the plain area, his speed was about to speed up, but he suddenly moved and looked to the right.

At the same time, at the end of the direction he looked at, there was a roaring sound, and a ferocious smile echoed. Soon, there were seven monks of the Weiyang nationality. As they galloped, they laughed with each other, especially the one surrounded by them, holding a slender young man in his hand, grabbed his head, and I don't know what technique to use. Bursts of green silk scattered from the boy's seven orifices and merged into the hands of the Weiyang nationality, His expression was joyful. On the contrary, it was the young man's expression, which was extremely sad. His face was filled with veins, and his eyes showed extreme pain and resentment.

When Wang Baole looked at them, these figures in his eyes also noticed Wang Baole, and immediately stopped one by one. One of them carefully looked at Wang Baole's clothes, his eyes were confused, and he spoke loudly.

"Which team is your excellency from?"

Wangbaole didn't pay attention, but carefully identified the accomplishments of these seven or eight people. Only two of them were Tongshen, the others were Yuanying, and the strongest monk who looked like a small captain was just after the middle of Tongshen. He nodded with satisfaction and said.

"I'm from your team."

As soon as his words came out, the other party was stunned one after another. Wang Baole's body suddenly moved. The speed was so fast that the whole person burst out directly, forming a vague fog and swept away.

His speed was so fast that among the seven or eight people, only the team leader reacted, and his face changed greatly and he retreated rapidly, but others... Including the early stage of Tongshen, had no time to dodge. In an instant, he was shrouded in the fog turned into wangbaole, and even screamed too late to spread. His bodies withered in an instant, everything in his life was absorbed by the emperor's armor, and his soul was taken away by the nightmare formula, Directly in the fog... Form and spirit disappear!

As for the team leader who retreated in horror and seemed to avoid the fog, he couldn't escape after all. He was caught by a big hand stretched out in the fog and grabbed his head. As this person pinched the boy's head, with the gloomy word soul searching spitting out of the fog, the team leader's eyes suddenly widened and issued a bleak scream.

But this scream only came out, and his figure was shrouded in fog, so that the sound could not be spread again if it was covered. Until a long time later, when the fog gathered together and turned into Wang Baole's figure again, Wang Baole's eyes showed a strange light. Through soul searching, he knew a lot of news about this star!

For example... With the massacre of this star a month ago, the large army of Weiyang nationality has left. Now there is only a barracks of about 30000 monks who are responsible for dealing with and dealing with the aftermath.

Although this barracks is a little far away from here, according to Wang Baole's speed, one hour is enough to reach it.

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

"Barracks..." Wang Baole licked his lips. He felt his cultivation. With the killing just now, his cultivation was obviously more active. At the same time, he looked down at the boy who had run out of oil and light. The boy looked at Wang Baole with gratitude in his eyes and opened his mouth as if to say something, but he couldn't say it, and slowly lost his breath.

Looking at the boy, Wang Baole sighed at the bottom of his heart, lifted his right hand with a wave, lifted up the dust and buried it. After that, his body suddenly flew out, and his appearance changed into that of the team leader. He rushed straight to the barracks and galloped away.

Ask for a day off tomorrow, two hours on the 2nd! I wish you all a happy New Year's day and happiness forever in 2020!