Chapter 810: Disguise!

This green robed man was wearing a bull's head mask. At the same time, the coldness and murderous intent emanating from his eyes seemed to lower the temperature around him, making people instinctively want to retreat and not want to fight with him.

Wang Baole blinked, and his eyes swept over the big man. When he was about to take it back, the big man seemed to have some special emotions for the pig-head mask. After noticing Wang Baole's gaze, he stared sharply and sneered directly.

"The last time I participated in this mission, I saw that the person wearing this mask was not pleasing to the eye, and I killed this person. Do you want to find you to take up the post?"

Wang Baole raised his eyebrows. If he hadn't just come here, he didn't want to go to war when he wasn't familiar with the surroundings, and the time was limited. With his temper, he would have kicked over right now.

Of course, it also had something to do with him not being able to see the other party's cultivation, so Wang Baole snorted in his heart, turned around and left without saying a word, and flew towards the distance in a flash.

Noticing that the other party was leaving, the big man snorted and said something contemptuously in his eyes.

"Counsel one..." He originally wanted to say the four words "cosmetic one", but before the last word could be said, Wang Baole's speed exploded in an instant. Its speed is so fast that to a certain extent, it can clearly judge the cultivation level.

In particular, Wang Baole's speed was a bit amazing. Although his cultivation base was only in the late stage of psychic power, but at this moment, such an explosion gave people the feeling that it was almost the same as the great perfection of psychic power, so the bull-headed man shrank his eyes, and finally A word, not spoken.

Other people around also felt the cultivation represented by Wang Baole's speed one after another. While thinking about it, many people also galloped towards the surroundings. There were various speeds, and the slow ones were comparable to those in the early stage of divine power. As for the fast ones...there are four of them who broke out with the speed of spirit immortals.

And these four monks with the speed of immortals, they were hidden in the crowd before, but when they erupted like this, the brow of the bull-headed man began to sweat.

"This time there is a spirit fairy!" The big man suddenly regretted his previous arrogance, and now he was embarrassed and scared, and immediately backed up and left quickly.

Just like that, the more than two hundred people who came here dispersed one after another and disappeared into this white desert.

This desert is very desolate, although there is vegetation, but not much, and most of them seem to be in a withered state, as if the vitality and aura of the entire star are passing away rapidly.

At the same time, the more he flew to the depths, the more Wang Baole felt the reduction of the aura here, and he felt it very clearly, because in just such a short time, he faintly noticed that the aura of this planet was much weaker than before. .

"This speed may take up to three to five days... This star will become a dead star!" Wang Baole was startled, and was about to speed up and fly to a farther area. When he was about to check it in detail, suddenly... At this moment, there was a faint voice in his ear, which suddenly echoed.

"Outsiders...help me..."

The voice was extremely old, revealing a strong sense of weakness, as if an old man on the verge of death was using his last life to call weakly.

Wang Baole's complexion changed. Instead of stopping, his body accelerated and changed positions instantly. Afterwards, his consciousness suddenly dispersed, sweeping across all directions. Regardless of the sky above or the earth below, he swept carefully, but nothing was gained.

As for the faint voice, it disappeared without a trace after only appearing in his mind once, and never came again, which made Wang Baole a little suspicious.

"Illusion? Impossible!" Wang Baole squinted his eyes, looked at the dry land below after pondering, and secretly wondered if it was the voice of this star. Although he had never heard of it, it seemed that there was not much better than this. Explain, unless... there is a strong man whose cultivation base is much higher than Wang Baole's, hiding here.

No matter which one it was, Wang Baole didn't want to stay here, so his speed broke out again, he left this area quickly, and galloped towards a farther area. After about a stick of incense, the edge of the desert appeared in front of him and... The ruins at the edge.

Judging from the architectural style of the ruins, it is different from the Federation and the Shenmu civilization. The shape is more triangular. At the moment of the collapse, you can still see a lot of dried bones and remains, which look similar to humans, but the bones of each one are different. Bigger.

Obviously this used to be a place of residence, or a place like a sect, and now it has been slaughtered. Judging from the bones, it should not have been long since the slaughter.

"One month at most?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. After being silent, he looked around. His body changed suddenly. Four arms and two heads grew out. He even wrapped the pig's head mask inside and turned into other It seems that he is no longer a person who came here to perform a mission, but a member of the Weiyang clan!

Trying to cough, he said a few words from the Weiyang tribe in his heart, and after letting himself pick up what he was familiar with, Wang Baole continued to fly forward. He was no longer cautious all the way, but went on a rampage, flying across the desert, and when he reached the plain area , he was about to speed up, but suddenly his expression changed and he looked to the right.

While he was looking, at the end of the direction he was looking at, there was a whistling sound, and there was a sneer echoing, and soon there appeared seven monks from the Weiyang tribe. The one who was surrounded pulled a slender young man by his hand, grabbed his head, unknowingly unfolded some kind of magic technique, bursts of black hair came out from the young man's seven orifices, and merged into the palm of the Weiyang tribe. Joy, on the contrary, was the young man's expression, extremely stern, his face was full of veins and blood vessels, and his eyes revealed extremely intense pain and hatred.

When Wang Baole looked at them, these figures that appeared in his eyes also noticed Wang Baole, and they all stopped immediately. One of them carefully looked at Wang Baole's clothes, with some doubts in his eyes, he spoke loudly.

"Which team do you belong to?"

Wang Baole didn't pay attention to it, but carefully identified the seven or eight people's cultivation bases, only two of them were psychics, and the others were Nascent Souls, and the strongest monk, who seemed to be the captain, was just a After reaching the mid-term, he nodded in satisfaction and said.

"I belong to your team."

As soon as his words came out, the other party was stunned for a moment, Wang Baole's body suddenly moved, the speed was so fast that his whole body exploded, forming a blurred mist, and swept away.

His speed was so fast that among the seven or eight people, only the team leader reacted, and his expression changed drastically and he quickly retreated, but the others... including the early-stage psychic, had no time to dodge at all, and instantly Shrouded in the mist transformed by Wang Baole, before even the screams could be heard, each body withered instantly, everything of life was absorbed by the Emperor Armor, and the soul was taken away by the Nightmare Art. All destroyed!

As for the team leader who backed away in shock and seemed to avoid the mist, he couldn't escape after all. A big hand stretched out from the mist and grabbed his head, just like this person was pinching the boy's head. , following the gloomy words of soul search spit out from the mist, the team leader's eyes widened suddenly, and he let out an incomparably shrill scream.

But the scream was only heard once, and his figure was shrouded in mist, so that his voice could not be heard, until after a while, when the mist gathered together and turned into Wang Baole's figure again, Wang Baole's eyes revealed Strange glow, through soul searching, he knew a lot of news about this star!

For example... Following the massacre of this planet a month ago, the large army of the Weiyang tribe has left, and now there is only a barracks of about 30,000 monks who are responsible for handling and dealing with the aftermath.

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

For another example, in this barracks, the person with the highest cultivation level is a Weiyang clan in the late stage of Lingxian, and... there is only this Lingxian, and this place was originally occupied by planets, but only a month ago, according to this According to the news from a small team leader, the ancestor of the planet has other business and has left early.

"Barracks..." Wang Baole licked his lips. He felt his own cultivation. With the killing just now, his cultivation became more active. At the same time, he looked down at the young man who was exhausted. , the young man looked at Wang Baole with gratitude in his eyes, and opened his mouth as if to say something, but he couldn't speak, and slowly lost his breath.

Looking at the young man, Wang Baole sighed softly in his heart, raised his right hand with a wave, kicked up the dust to bury him, and then flew out suddenly with a shake of his body, changing his appearance into that of the small captain, heading straight for the direction of the barracks, and galloped away.

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