[Ding, your spiritual master's cultivation level has reached the ninth level, and the challenge of upgrading the system permissions has begun!

If the following conditions are met, your system permission level will be improved.]

【1, Cultivation breaks the ninth level limit!】

【2, master 3 or more small magical powers!】

【3, Kill one or more level nine!】

Looking at the system prompt in front of him, Wu Yong's face showed a slightly better-looking smile than crying.

"It's okay, the conditions for this time are quite simple, unlike before that I had to specialize in spiritual secret techniques and spiritual martial arts.

You only need to reach the ninth level limit, kill existences above the ninth level, and master 3 small magical powers."

He said that, but Wu Yong couldn't find an expression that fits the 'ok' on his face.

He always felt that there was a pitfall in the conditions this time, but he could not find any evidence.

"Forget it, don't care about this for the time being, get the job done!"

Wu Yong shook his head, threw these conditions aside, and took a look at the tongue-pulling camp that had almost retreated. Wu Yong raised his hand and called Mr. Zhang and the others.

I roughly explained the situation here to them and expressed my determination to chase the evil spirit boss.

The two old men naturally disagree with Wu Yong's pursuit of the evil spirit boss. They think Wu Yong's move is very dangerous!

It’s not that they looked down on Wu Yong, but that they knew very clearly how deep the water in the forbidden area of ​​Fengdu was.

Wu Yong went deep into hell and chased a hidden man for a long time. He had not appeared. As soon as he appeared, he swept through most of the existence of the tongue-pulling hell.

This is extremely dangerous to the two old men.

The rabbit is still biting people when it is anxious. If this kind of evil spirit boss is anxious, he will do something, then he will not be sure.

How dangerous it is Wu Yong to chase him!

So the two old men’s opinion is, Wu Yong comes back, don’t go!

If you really have to go there, you have to change to the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest who was standing next to him felt the cold Bingyu slapping his face randomly, and he couldn't help but a familiar bgm sounded in his heart.

The old Taoist priest felt that he shouldn't be in the office now.

Too hurt the Taoist priest!

My mother sells the approval, Wu Yong takes the danger, isn’t it dangerous if he takes the old bones?

There is really something dangerous. Wu Yong's [Space Move] is so smooth, and he ran away in two strokes. Can his old bones have such fast hands and feet?

These two old guys are not respectful at all and love their children.

Well, Wu Yong on the other side of the phone probably has the same meaning.

Wu Yong didn't know that the old Taoist priest was next to him, so in order to stabilize the two old men, he brags.

"Don't worry, two old men, there will be no problem!

My current strength is much stronger than before.

To be honest, let me fight with the old master now, and I will let him press him with one hand!

So you can rest assured, my side..."

Before he finished speaking, the roar of the old Taoist priest came from the other side of the phone.

"You fart!

What can I just press and hit me with one hand?

Boy, you're crazy!"

Wu Yong was so scared that he was shocked. Only then did he realize that the old Taoist priest was standing beside the two old men.

Wu Yong almost spurted out an old blood.

These two old men are not ordinary pitfalls. The old Taoist priest is still there, so they dare to say something about letting the old Taoist priest lie in thunder. Isn’t this bringing him Wu Yong into the deep pit?

Wu Yong, who said the wrong thing, was so scared that he didn't dare to let it go, so he hung up the phone immediately.

As soon as the phone rang, Wu held Xiaohua with one hand and greeted him with the other: "Let's go, chop people!"

On the other side, on the headquarters.

When Wu Yong hung up the phone, the old Taoist priest was so angry that he smoked. A very long distance [Space Move] came directly from the headquarters to the forbidden entrance and exit of the [Talk-pulling Hell].

[Space Movement] The old man who was not as good as Wu Yong's level made him very tired.

But at this time, there were soldiers who had retreated from the Paotong Camp at the entrance and exit of the forbidden area, and a large number of them knew the old Taoist priests.

As soon as I saw the old Taoist priest, I came up with great respect.

This made the unexpectedly particularly face-saving master have to endure the desire to breathe and pretend to be calm and fairy-like.

After caring about the group of soldiers surrounding him, the old Taoist priest walked into the entrance and exit of the forbidden area with his hands on his back, as if he was about to take the head of the evil spirit boss.

As soon as he entered the entrance and exit of the forbidden area, the old Taoist priest's posture collapsed and he was so tired that he was breathing in his breath.

"I'm old, I'm really old!"

At this moment, the old Taoist priest thought of Wu Yong's face being red and breathless after going from headquarters to Yingcheng several times. He did not admit that he was indeed old.

But now it is not the past.

In the past, the old Taoist priest was particularly afraid to admit that he was old.

It’s not that he doesn’t accept old age, nor that he doesn’t want to grow old, but that in the past, in the huge Chinese country, he couldn’t see anyone who could take over his banner after he got old.

So he was particularly afraid of admitting that he was old.

He destroyed himself, and China also collapsed at the peak of its military power.

But now he is not so scared, and the main reason is very simple. He saw Wu Yong.

Wu Yong's extremely terrifying growth rate allowed the old Taoist priest to see hope.

I saw that even if he is old, there are still hopes that someone can carry the banner, so now he is not afraid to admit that he is old and can't do it anymore.

But it is another matter to admit that you are old, and it is another matter to admit that you are old now.

The old Taoist priest thinks that he is still OK now.

He is still strong and can help Wu Yong continue to fight for a while.

As long as Wu Yong can survive and develop steadily, he will be able to hand over the baton smoothly.

But he felt that Wu Yong had been floating a little hard recently!

This guy, I dare to say that I can beat him with one hand, how can this be done? This is why Wu Yong is swelling!

People will swell when they expand. Now, they are already chasing and killing their bosses on their territory.

This is even worse!

Therefore, the old Taoist priest felt that he needed to come.

It is necessary to let Wu Yong know what it means to be stronger and stronger, and what it means to be sinister in the world!

Press Wu Yong's heart that shouldn't have floated up, and he sank.

"If you want to suppress this little kid, it seems that I have to take out a little bit of it this time!"

With this idea in mind, the old Taoist priest who tried to calm down his breath stepped out of the forbidden entrance and exit.

The old Taoist priest was a little confused when he stepped out.

"Is this a mistake in my way of coming to the forbidden area? Why do I feel that there are three or four late-stage powerful men in this camp that have taken action?"

At this moment, the old Taoist priest really had the urge to withdraw and come in again, but fortunately he finally held it back.

But I couldn't help but wonder in my heart.

There is no doubt that the old Taoist priest's sensing ability will not make any mistakes. There must have been more than 9th level players in this place, and it is not an ordinary ninth level player, and there are at least three late ninth level players.

This old Taoist priest is certain.

At this moment, Wu Yong had already taken people to chase the evil spirit boss and was not at the scene. The old Taoist priest had no place to ask Wu Yong, let alone ask.

There was no choice but to touch his nose and hang up, looking at the battlefield in front of him.

When he saw that the old Taoist priest almost didn't pull his beard off, his expression on his face was slightly distorted.

He was frightened!

What he saw was the most conspicuous thing about Wu Yong.

The brutal sword that killed more than 80,000 tongue-pulling prisoners not only left behind several miles of knife marks, tens of thousands of evil spirit corpses, but also left behind black flames all over the ground.

As the late ninth stage, the first person in China before.

The old Taoist priests see different things from others.

What he saw was the momentum contained in the deepest part of the knife marks.
To be continued...