Chapter 197
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"This is the only opportunity here, there seems to be nothing else." Shen Gong looked around.
Except for the colorful path to the gods above the head, the cave is empty and there is nothing else.
"What do you mean this is all?" the giant spirit god said hummingly:
"This is a law seed. Do you know how much this thing is worth in the apostle circle?"
Seeing the excited look of the Giant Spirit God, Shen Gonghao asked innocently: "How much is it worth?"
It just improved her skills.
The D-level skill Cat Demon's Eye seems to have been strengthened a bit, and then the word "supernatural power" was added to the phantom realm prompt.
But D-level or D-level is not as good as a C-level skill advancement stone.
The little girl has only become an apostle not long ago, so it is normal for her to be shallow. Chi Jingjie explained:
"This is a good thing that is equivalent to a B-level magical item.
Even among large international organizations, law seeds are rarely traded.
The trading frequency of this thing is lower than that of B-level magical items.
In terms of rarity, Law Seeds are better.
After all, a law seed can cultivate at least a semi-immortal.
Even the worst half-immortal is still a half-immortal.
Do you know how many apostles who have been stuck at the top of the big boss for many years are willing to go bankrupt just to get a seed of law?
Based on this path to the gods, this Evil Dragon Prison is definitely ranked first and second among the five core resource areas. "
"This...is so precious...then I...didn't I waste it?" Shen Gonghao regretted.
If I had known that I would keep it to myself, why would I fuse skills?
Shen Gonglu's goal in this life is to become a big boss.
She couldn't even imagine the existence of someone above the boss.
Such a precious thing was integrated by her.
It's a bit of a waste of resources.
Even if it is sold, it is better than fusion.
How much money was wasted by her.
It's a B-level magical item. It's not even worth the price if she sells it.
"Be confident, you will definitely get the best in the future." Yun Xiao rubbed Shen Gong's head and encouraged him.
Yunxiao and Chi Jingjing are both geniuses on the list of geniuses. They are full of confidence in their future, and of course they will not use the seeds of the law of the path to the gods.
"Okay..." Shen Gong curled his lips, still feeling a little regretful.
Yun Xiao then consoled him: "There are four public fantasy realms with paths to the gods.
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The next public fantasy realm with a path to the gods should be opened in two years' time.
You will definitely not have broken through to the big boss level by then, and there will still be a chance. "
"Really." Mr. Shen's eyes lit up.
"Of course." Yunxiao nodded his pointed swordfish head.
"Then let's go. There's nothing dangerous about this place."
Chi Jing looked around and saw that there were no other passages here.
The evil dragon prison and the extremely dangerous place here are all just deceiving people.
It stands to reason that the phantom realm prompt should not go wrong.
"Maybe we are lucky." Muchuan said.
Seeing how many of them had received the Law Seed that suited them, Muchuan knew that this was something the dragon was secretly operating behind the scenes.
If someone else comes, it may not be so easy to obtain the law seeds.
For each path to the gods, each person can only receive the Law Seed once.
After entering once, Tongshen Road will remember your breath, and it will be invalid if you enter again for the second time.
The Chi-Ji team went upstream and left the crater.
...
The sky above the fantasy land of the East China Sea.
A huge sailboat floated in the air, and the bosses of major organizations were eating desserts, drinking red wine, and chatting among themselves.
The public fantasy realm has been open for ten hours, and they still have to take these apostles back.
"How many apostles from Tiangong will survive this time?"
Bede, the spiritual shepherd of God's Hand, was not far away from the Tiangong boss, discussing this issue loudly.
It has become common practice for major Western organizations to jointly exclude and ridicule Tiangong in public places.
No one felt abnormal.
Bedivere, the ghost-slaying giant sword of the Dragoon Regiment, smiled and said:
"The survival rate of Tiangong Apostles is the lowest every time, last year it was only 63%.
This year I guess we won't even be able to keep 63%. "
The competition in the public fantasy world is very fierce, and people die every year.
The average survival rate is about 69%, and the survival rate of Tiangong last year was 63%, which was far lower than the average.
Tiangong is one of the five largest organizations in the world, so it should be above the average.
After all, some small organizations have been wiped out.
The big official organizations are not allowed to pull the average line to make the mortality rate in the public fantasy realm look better.
Unfortunately, Tiangong is targeted by several major organizations headed by the Hand of God every year, which leads to a high death rate.
At the top of the Eiffel, Jess, known as the rose prodigal, smiled and said:
"The King of Earth and Heavenly Palace have joined forces, but that may not happen this year."
"Then bring down the King of Earth as well." Bede said arrogantly, not caring about the big bosses of the Heavenly Palace and the King of Earth in the distance:
"A group of guys who are overestimating their capabilities, let them take a good long memory."
"That's better than losing the God's Hand of three bosses without entering the Fantasy Realm.
I wonder if the corpses of the three bosses have given you a memory?" The goddess's English was very standard, and the faces of the bosses she spoke froze.
Especially the bosses of God's Hand, all of them were blushing, and they couldn't stop talking about it.
As the saying goes, don't slap someone in the face when you hit someone, don't expose someone's shortcomings when you scold someone.
The goddess refuses to lift any pot, blaming them in the face and calling them to death.
Bede said: "What's the use of speaking hard, the apostles of Tiangong have to speak with strength.
Don't even have a 60% survival rate by then, which would be on par with some small organizations. "
"Then we'll see." The goddess shrugged her shoulders and turned around to leave.
"I can't tell, Luo Shen, you look so cold and impulsive." The God of Wealth gnawed on the chicken drumsticks as he walked, his mouth full of oil.
"Aren't you angry?" the goddess asked.
As a member of the Heavenly Palace, being looked down upon in this way made the goddess feel depressed.
"You are still too young. Heavenly Palace has been traveling for decades, when will it be easy?
We have been despised, slandered and humiliated, but we have never lowered our heads.
War of words is meaningless, absolute strength is the way to go.
A great man once said that the truth lies only on the edge of the sword.
If you look at those small organizations, they are all waiting and watching.
Since the Jade Emperor led a fight with them a few days ago and later obtained 5% of the quota from the Hand of God, many small organizations have been shaken.
The organization always acts with foresight, step-by-step, and interconnected.
The exchange conference is just the beginning, just watch.
Don't be angry and eat. This chicken leg is roasted quite well.
The food in Michelin is barely edible, although it is far inferior to the food in our mountain city. "
Looking at the chicken legs handed over by the God of Wealth and his hands covered with grease, the goddess took a step back in disgust: "I don't want to eat, I want to lose weight."
At this moment, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the originally clear sky.
The rolling black clouds painted the entire sky like ink, and a depressing atmosphere enveloped the fantasy land of the East China Sea.
A purple stream of light as thick as a mountain tore through the thick clouds without warning and fell from the sky!
The purple stream of light passed through the door of the fantasy realm and shot into the fantasy realm.
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