Chapter 1429 Thousand Snake Sect

The big world, the underworld.

A gorgeous golden chair is suspended in mid-air, and the back and armrests are engraved with weird snake patterns. On the highest part of the back of the chair, there are two more venomous king snakes with triangular heads and their fangs facing each other with their big mouths open.

And on this chair, a blond man is sitting at the moment, his crossed legs have stopped shaking, and the expression on his face is not very good-looking.

"Lord Sect Master, there are thirty-five teleportation channels (here is not wrong, there are thirty-five in the big world, and only thirty-three in the gravel world), this wave still failed to teleport." The next one was wearing a white robe The snake-headed human monster spit out a letter and said human words.

"Is it possible that there is a problem with the space channel?" Standing on the other side, a long-legged girl who looked seventeen or eighteen couldn't help asking. She looks like a human on the surface, but if you look closely, you can actually see that one of her pupils is the vertical pupil of a reptile.

"Impossible, there is a problem with the space channel, and it is impossible for all thirty-five places to have problems." The blond man shook his head and denied.

"But the rules of that gravel world are incomplete. It is extremely difficult to promote False God, and it is even more impossible for anyone to be promoted to True God. If there is no problem with the space channel, how did they kill so many high-level False Gods?" The long-legged girl asked When questioned, "Besides, they just triggered the 300 false gods' cordon four months ago, and there is no alarm on the cordon indicating that someone has been promoted to a true god."

"You only consider their local practitioners, that's really not enough to deal with our many temptations. But what if there are outsiders to help?" The blond man looked up at the girl beside him. "In these thirty-five space passages, the internal space rules have long been solidified and stable, and they are not artificially destroyed by true gods. Even if they encounter special circumstances and cause damage, it is absolutely impossible for all thirty-five passages to fail."

"In contrast, I think it is much more likely that someone who is strong is preventing us from coming!" The blond man said with great certainty.

"However, our temptation has been raised to the level of Rank 8 False Gods, and we still haven't even tested out a splash of water. If we go further, we will be Rank 9 False Gods, and our total number of Rank 9 False Gods is more than 300 people. ." The long-legged girl continued, "What are you going to do in the next wave? Smash all the False Gods in the nine revolutions?!"

"If someone really blocked the killing, they could kill nearly a thousand Rank 8 False Gods in seconds, and it shouldn't be difficult to kill three hundred Rank 9 False Gods in seconds." The snake-headed man on the side added.

The blond man pondered for a moment, "There are 100 high-level False Gods in each channel, 300 middle-level False Gods in each channel, plus 100 Rank Nine False Gods, divided into ten teams and randomly assigned to ten channels ."

"If it's a matter of the space channel, your arrangement is equivalent to mourning half of our False Gods in vain." The long-legged girl still felt that the blond man's wave of temptations was a bit radical.

"The world's will in the gravel world has not been completely suppressed. Could it be that you asked me to send the true god to explore the way?" The blond man retorted.

The long-legged girl was speechless and refuted.

There are only thirty or so true gods present. If you want to enter the gravel world when the will of the world is still intact, you can only seal the combat power level to the virtual god realm. In the current situation, it is equivalent to delivering food to your door.

"What if this wave passes by and kneels in seconds?" The long-legged girl asked after a moment of silence.

The blond man put down Erlang's legs and fell into a long silence, "Let's talk about it."

...

In the gravel world, the invasion of the twelfth wave of monsters was more than ten minutes later than before.

Just when everyone in the gravel world felt that the big world would give up, and secretly rejoiced for it, thirty-three spatial fluctuations came at the same time again.

As gatekeepers, Bai and the others immediately stared at the teleportation channel with 12 points, ready to take action at any time.

Although they all know that this wave of Pathfinders will only be stronger than the previous wave, they have no intention of retreating.

Feeling the spatial fluctuations, everyone present immediately stopped what they were doing and focused their attention. Even the voices of discussion, which had hardly been interrupted in the dark, had completely subsided.

Everyone knows that this wave is the key.

Mr. Fu couldn't sit still. If Lin Huang hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to go to battle.

Only Lin Huang, still sitting on the reclining chair, did not stand up, but he did not continue to close his eyes, but opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the space passage not far away.

After a while, the twelfth wave of monsters finally arrived.

Lin Huang's spiritual sense swept away and was slightly surprised. He thought that this wave would be all in the nine-turn False God realm, but he did not expect it to be a hodgepodge of middle-level and high-level False Gods, and the nine-turn False God added up. One hundred people.

"What's the meaning of this wave of food delivery? Not enough False Gods of Rank Nine?"

While Lin Huang groaned in his mind, red light swayed again in his cuffs.

This time, the number of Intent Energy flying knives he drove was a little more than the last time, with more than 300 handles. After all, the number of Pathfinders that came this time was much higher.

A red Nian energy flying knife shot out, as if hundreds of blood-colored thunders came crashing down, covering the entire battlefield in an instant.

Thirty-three transmission channel exits, none of which were missed.

The blood-colored electric light passed through the body of a famous descendant in an instant, not only killing the flesh of the invaders at the physical level, but also directly shattering the soul of a descendant.

Whether it is the undead species or the undead species, after the flying knife passes through the body, they can't die anymore.

In less than half a second, tens of thousands of intruders were almost cleaned up by Lin Huang's Intent Energy Flying Knife, leaving only dozens of people who were still fighting against the beasts.

After that, after another two seconds or so, Bai, Lancelot, and the others also dealt with their own enemies and completely cleared out the invaders.

At this point, the twelfth wave of invasion of the Great World has once again declared a failure!

...

Seeing this result, not only the blond man, but more than 30 true gods present fell silent.

"Otherwise, let's report this situation." After a long silence, the snake-headed man on the side finally couldn't help but open his mouth and give his proposal.

"Since this task was handed over to our Thousand Snake Sect, there has never been any flaw. My grandfather and Gaozu have personally performed the same task, personally destroying the cultivation civilization in this gravel world. You think, when you come to me, Need to report?!"

Hearing that the blond man's tone was wrong, the snake-headed man lowered his head and didn't dare to say any more.

"No matter how much they resist, how much they jump, the ants will always be ants." The killing intent on the blond man was boiling over and over, "When the restraint measures take effect, it will officially begin to come!"

"But we haven't found out which space transmission channels..." The long-legged girl was interrupted by the blond man's stare before she could finish her words.

"It's nothing but, I've made up my mind!"