Chapter 1310: 72 Changes

The ghosts under Lin Qian's subordinates also killed a lot of eight-eyed protoss. They can transform into their appearance, and even their breath, and can also imitate them so vividly that it is amazing.

They sneaked into the city of the other eight-eyed protoss, and they were also unnoticed, making it difficult for people to detect.

Afterwards, many other ghost images successfully sneaked into other places to check for news.

When these ghosts entered other cities, they checked back and let Lin Qian know that the situation in this city did not alarm the eight-eyed protoss.

It seems that the matter here is just an inconspicuous little wave.

Especially not long after, after studying the classics, Lin Qian realized that the size of this city was not impressive in this small world.

In the entire small world, the cities of the Eight-eyed God Clan were divided into several levels, and what Xiang Lin Qian captured now was only the lowest level city of the first level.

I don't know how many such first-level small cities there are. In this large and small world, there are too many to count.

In addition, on Lin Qian's side, the speed at which the eight-eyed protoss were cleaned up in the city was so fast that the people of the eight-eyed protoss couldn't even react, how to send a message.

Therefore, Lin Qian felt that his luck was not too bad. In a sense, he had successfully sneaked into this small world.

"Compared to Sifang State, the starting state of Soul Martial Star, this small world is really big." Looking at the situation on the tactical map, Lin Qian became clear because of Ghost Shadow and Qing Yue's investigations. It is also emotional.

Although, after the fusion of the Xuanyan star fragments.

The scope of the small worlds of the starting state and Sifang state on Hunwu star has also been improved and expanded, but compared with the small world in front of us, it is still too far behind.

With the Ghosting and Qingyue sent out by Lin Qian, the more areas they explored, the more cities they infiltrated.

On Lin Qian's side, he also learned more about the life and daily life of the eight-eyed protoss.

But it was with more understanding that he felt even more angry.

Because, in the city of the Eight Eyes God Clan, there are many slaves.

Among these slaves,

There are a lot of races in the Nine Heavens, such as human race, phantom race, ape race, etc., and there are also rare races.

Without exception, these creatures are all creatures in the Nine Heavens, and they were all captured by the eight-eyed gods.

The reason why they came to arrest them was also very simple.

fun!

The ghost image that merged into it, and the news that came back, were like this.

In the eyes of these eight-eyed protoss, these nine-day native creatures are a kind of interesting and entertaining livestock, pets, and slaves.

The Four-Eyed Spirit Race is on the bright side, so there will be no such obvious behavior.

But in this small world, it is obvious that these eight-eyed gods have managed it as their own one-acre three-point land, and they can do whatever they want.

The eight-eyed protoss made full use of the Nine Heavens creatures that were secretly captured.

Even, some Nine Heavens native creatures are descendants of these captured creatures.

The eight-eyed protoss cultivated these creatures to handle dirty work.

In order to cultivate offspring, let these beings serve as meat targets, as sparring partners.

Let them see the blood in actual combat, and kill these nine-day creatures directly, like slaughtering pigs and dogs, without mercy.

There are also those who cultivate these nine-day creatures, and after they have been cultivated to the peak of the body refining state, they are not allowed to practice, the state is sealed off, and their bodies are constantly tempered.

Then let these nine-day creatures whose physique has been specially tempered at the peak of the body refining state, fight in the Colosseum, bloody hand-to-hand combat to make them happy, and make bets for fun.

And these fights can only end when one party is killed.

The reason why Lin Qian didn't find any slaves in this first-level city was because it was a first-level city.

Those nine-day creatures work hard, and they are pets that the eight-eyed gods in cities above level three can enjoy.

Scenes of images were kept in the photo crystal. Lin Qian knew that these things needed to be seen by the people of the Huaxia Empire.

He wants his people to understand who their enemies are and how they treat them.

Wei Ziliang, who was on the side, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Damn it, damn it!" Here, Wei Ziliang's teeth clenched with hatred, he wanted to eat these eight-eyed protoss alive, "Little master, let's do it directly!"

Lin Qian's face was gloomy and cold, and he also knew Wei Ziliang's hatred: "I also want to do it now, but reason tells me that now is not the time to do it."

"Is there anything else important that you haven't done?" Here, Wei Ziliang was not some young and reckless kid, and he knew that Lin Qian must have his own reasons for saying this.

Lin Qian nodded and looked into the distance with a strange expression on his face: "You also know that I have set up a library."

"Yes, some non-confidential classics have places where people can read them and broaden their knowledge." Wei Ziliang nodded and said beside him, "At the same time, it is also a place for self-cultivation."

Although, there are soul computers and handheld soul machines in the Huaxia Empire.

However, the special materials of the classics, as well as the characteristics that can contain Taoism in them, still cannot be replaced.

After the library was established, it was also very popular, and libraries everywhere were overcrowded.

"In this small world, there are places like this in the main city of the Eight-eyed God Clan, but you can't enter them at will." Lin Qian said in a low voice, "I plan to go to the main city in person and enter that venue Take a look, explore the truth."

"It's best to get all the classics in this museum when there is no war. At that time, I'm afraid I can know a lot about the Nether Race."

"Plus, in the city in this small world, the formation virus has not been released yet."

Wei Ziliang suddenly understood, but he was still worried: "Will this be too risky?"

At this moment, Wei Ziliang's face was full of worry, and he felt that this little master was really too courageous.

Always do something dangerous, just like diving into this small world.

The local base camp, which is about the size of a world of stars and land, comes in as soon as it is said, and now it is still thinking of sneaking into the center of the enemy's base camp.

Courage, it must be too big.

Seeing Wei Ziliang's worried look, Lin Qian just felt it was funny: "I have a way, and it's invisible to others. It's much better than the soul skill my father gave you."

Imperial power, expropriation.

The next moment, in the fantasy star, Sun Wukong himself looked up at the sky, and a force surged out, rushing towards the high-altitude white vortex.

Seventy-two changes!