Chapter 53

The day was short and soon passed, and the task was completed as promised.

Looking at the 800 killing points in the system, Shen Lang got excited, rubbed his hands, entered the system and began to call.

"System, I want to summon, and all kill points are used up." Shen Lang shouted excitedly.

"Ding, as you wish."

The system call wheel rotates slowly. Shen Lang keeps his eyes on the large electronic screen. He doesn't know who he can call. After all, after the system is changed, he can't call the martial arts characters in the virtual world. However, the system also said that as long as there are more killing points, the innate peak characters called will not be weaker than those in the virtual world.

Shen Lang believes this, because no matter which martial arts novel, the protagonists are against the sky, and fighting beyond their ranks is like drinking cold water.

At this time, the roulette slowly stopped, and a figure slowly appeared on the large electronic screen.

He was dressed in yellow robes, extremely thin, just like a bamboo pole, with a slightly sunken forehead, like a dish, but his eyes had a strong sense of aggression, and he had a fierce breath from top to bottom.

Shen Lang saw the man and opened his mouth. He didn't know what to say. The system was really powerful. Sure enough, he didn't let his killing go in vain.

Character: runner Ming Wang

Realm: congenital peak

Martial arts: Dragon elephant Prajna skill, five wheel great turn.

Weapons: five rounds of gold, silver, copper, iron and lead.

After reading the information of the runner Ming Wang, Shen Lang nodded with satisfaction. The runner Ming Wang is definitely the peak of the congenital peak.

A golden light broke through the fog over the system space, and then the figure of the runner Mingwang slowly disappeared in the large electronic screen.

"Ding, because the host has used too many killing points, a dragon elephant Prajna skill is attached, which is the highest level at the prefecture level."

"Beautiful!"

Shen Lang snapped his fingers. Unexpectedly, the system was quite humanized. He even gave him a local peak skill. He was going to save some killing points to draw skill later.

Calling up the property panel, Shen Lang looked up.

Character: Shen Lang

Realm: the day after tomorrow

Martial arts: Tianlong Bayin, three points return to vitality, sword double kill 7749 move, dragon elephant Prajna skill.

Weapon: golden sword and black sword.

Forces: Shen family, the first family in Jiangcheng, Jiangzhou, the eastern region of Zhenwu mainland.

Summoning characters: xuanming Er Lao, Gao Jianli, Jing Wuming, inviting the moon, the wheel of the Ming king.

Out of the system, I took a look at the sky outside. The moon was already hanging high. Standing in front of the window, Shen Lang studied the next plan.

This time, the sudden move of the evil spirit cult attracted the attention of all forces. There were some powerful people in the eastern region among the martial artists in Guyan village.

"Go into the mountain to find Ying Changkong tomorrow and say that he will not communicate with those powerful forces." however, Shen Lang is not worried at all. Now his experts are like clouds. Although he can't compare with those forces with a long history, he also has the ability of dialogue.

A dark cloud quietly blocked the bright moon, and Shen Lang's figure disappeared in the dark.

One night speechless, the next morning.

The warriors of Guyan village went out of the rest place one after another and sat down in twos and threes to eat together.

Shen Lang sat around a stone table in xuxing yard and ate.

"Young Lord, shall we go into the mountain after dinner?" Gao Jianli asked aloud.

Shen Lang smiled: "it's not urgent. We have to wait for someone."

Gao Jianli and others had a flash in their eyes and didn't ask.

After dinner, there were already warriors walking towards Lianyun mountain in twos and threes.

Ying Changkong couldn't hide the fact that he entered Lianyun mountain. At that time, when Ying Changkong impulsively went to Lianyun mountain, although it was morning, several villagers saw it.

Because Shen Lang wouldn't let innocent people be killed indiscriminately, those villagers who knew about it were not killed. Then they also spread the story of Ying Changkong. Of course, they also got a lot of harvest.

Martial arts people always have money. Since they can't be tough, let's talk with money.

As the warrior entered the mountain, the tranquility of the past was restored in Guyan village.

At this time, there were bursts of Sanskrit outside the village, and then a monk with a tall and thin figure and a different face, wearing a yellow robe, came in the wind and sand.

Every step taken by the monk is the same distance. In people's opinion, the monk is not fast, but it's strange that the monk is far away, but in the blink of an eye he comes to the outside of Guyan village.

Ordinary people just feel a little disobedient, but the martial artists who saw this scene were stunned.

A warrior whispered, "is this the legendary end of the world?"

"Far away?"

"It's impossible. Only those strong people who step into the virtual environment or half step into the virtual environment can do it."

"Is this monk a strong man in the virtual world?"

Everyone talked about it.

The monk in yellow robe came close to him and said, "Hello, benefactor. I'm the king of fortune. Do you know a childe named Shen Lang?"

"Shen Lang?"

The martial artists thought one after another. They didn't want to miss this opportunity to sell human feelings, but they thought for a long time and didn't figure out who was Shen Lang.

"Master, are you looking for Shen Lang?"

Su Menger, wearing a veil, led an old woman out of the crowd.

"Yes, I don't know, benefactor, but I know where Mr. Shen Lang is?"

Su Menger smiled: "please follow me, master. I'll take you to see childe Shen Lang."

"Thank you, almsgiver." the king of Zhuanlun Ming bowed and said slowly, but a fierce light flashed in his eyes when the king of Zhuanlun Ming bowed his head.

Everyone was confused by the appearance of the runner Ming king and thought he was an eminent monk. Unfortunately, if they had seen the divine Xia, they wouldn't think so.

"Aunt Mei, how is the monk's strength?" Su Menger said to the old woman.

"Unfathomable, I'm afraid I may not be able to win him." Aunt Mei said solemnly.

Su Menger looked heavy, but he seemed to think of something and was happy again.

"Aunt Mei, what about the enemy I found for the evil spirit cult?" Su Menger said proudly.

Aunt Mei looked motionless. "Saint, is Shen Lang the one you saved from the evil spirit childe?"

"Well, at that time, I saw that Shen Lang was not simple. I could escape from the evil spirit childe with the strength of the day after tomorrow, so I saved his life. Later, Shen Lang really didn't disappoint me. His men were strong, and I only felt the momentum of a woman in white in our sect." when Su Menger talked about inviting the moon, A wave of fear rose.

"What? Saint, what you said is true? The holy envoys in our church are all strong in the virtual world." Aunt Mei said in shock.

Not to mention the surprise of Su Menger and Aunt Mei, King Jinlun followed Su Menger all the way to xuxing's hospital.

Shen Lang, sitting quietly in the courtyard, suddenly said, "here we are."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a knock at the door: "is childe Shen there? I'm Su Menger. A master is looking for you."

"Come in," Shen Lang said faintly.

The demon moon's sleeve robe waved gently, and the door creaked and opened.