Chapter 688: Well, these new recruits are of good quality
Jing Yunkui felt like he was dreaming.
A very strange and mysterious dream.
He seemed to see a group of stars peeling away in the darkness, like a living monster opening its mouth in the starlight and swallowing everything around it.
He seemed to see many pairs of eyes, shining with strange and bestial light, and he seemed to be in a ruin infested with rats, with chattering sounds coming from the darkness all around him.
It makes people extremely panic.
This is abnormal, because Jing Yunkui is the leader of the Black Wind Village, the third largest force in the world, and he has twenty-seven righteous brothers under his command, all of whom are well-known fighters in the martial arts world.
He also has several thousand followers who obey his orders. He is extremely powerful and is one of the most influential figures in the world.
He also possesses a unique set of martial arts, which are said to be the True Dragon Sutra he learned from the ancient method of cultivating immortals. He has forged bones of steel and iron, and can draw energy into his body. With one axe he can create a one-foot blade.
He is already a first-class swordsman in the legend of the martial arts world.
Well, although he used an unfashionable axe, it did not prevent his brothers in the martial arts world from calling him the Sword Immortal. In the martial arts world, fighting and killing are just superficial, and the ways of the world are the truth.
Carrying people in a fancy sedan chair is a basic skill and not shabby.
How long has it been since such a heroic figure felt anxious?
This is not normal!
I must have encountered something weird.
"Well"
The chaotic dream shattered in the next moment.
Then he was struck by a severe headache, forcing Jing Yunkui to cover his forehead and circulate the internal energy in his body, which barely relieved the pain that felt like being hit in the face with a stick.
But even when the pain was gone, he still maintained the vigilance of a powerful warrior. With the slightest movement of his ears, he could detect any movement around him without opening his eyes.
Someone!
There are a lot of people!
Some are strong, some are weak. The strong ones can make him feel like a thorn in his back, while the weak ones can make even his breathing heavy.
He quietly opened his eyes and looked around, but was shocked to find that he was no longer in the familiar Black Wind Village, but in a strange black stone ruin.
The surroundings were dark, with torches lit all around, and in the distance in the darkness there were eerie, frightening roars coming from them. They didn't sound like those of ordinary wild beasts, and the Black Stone Ruins seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.
The inscription on the stele has signs of weathering, and there are various remnants of broken weapons on the ground around it. The most glaring thing is the black marks on the stone wall.
That's blood.
Jing Yunkui has been traveling around the world for many years and is very familiar with the dried bloodstains.
The people around him who appeared with him were also strange.
There were a lot of people, about forty or fifty.
Some had already woken up from their sleep, while others were still screaming in their dreams as if they were in a nightmare and couldn't get out of it. The strangest thing was their attire.
Some of them were dressed the same as him, wearing tight-fitting sword clothes, and they looked like people from the martial arts world. But there was also a guy wearing a scholar's robe and holding a scroll in his hand.
There was also a little girl dressed as a farmer, squatting nearby, looking around with a look of fear and curiosity.
This little girl, who looks only eleven or twelve years old, actually woke up earlier than me?
There are two other groups of people next to our group.
The attire was completely different from theirs. A bunch of people were wearing strange robes, holding canes inlaid with pearls and jade in their hands, and there were knights wearing silver armor, holding strange swords and square shields.
They gathered around a female swordsman with long red hair, who was discussing something in a language they could not understand and looked excited.
The last wave of people were the weirdest.
They were wearing short-sleeved shirts, shorts, and slippers, with black lenses in front of their eyes. There were men and women, but each one was very alert, holding a strange metal weapon like a cane in their hands.
Some people also hold objects that look like square boxes.
They looked well-trained, exuding the air of court lackeys, and were also talking to each other in a language that he could not understand.
Jing Yunkui did not act rashly. He reached out and touched his waist. Fortunately, the two lapis lazuli axes that he had spent a lot of money to ask the master craftsman in the court to forge were still there, and the Zhupo Dragon Armor on his body was also there.
With these two things in hand, he felt confident.
The warrior calmed down, kept rubbing his head, and tried his best to conceal his breath so that he could blend in with the crowd and not be noticed by others. This was a habit he had developed after years of wandering the world.
When something happens suddenly, you should keep a low profile and not be the first to stick your head out.
He quietly circulated the internal energy of the True Dragon Sutra, trying to adjust himself to the best condition, but the power of the operation after calming his mind made Jing Yunkui shocked.
Not fear, but surprise!
Aura!
This place is full of spiritual energy, which is more than ten times richer than the spiritual energy of the "Fairyland" that he found in the Black Cloud Mountain where the Black Wind Village is located!
this……
"Ah, the quality of these new recruits is quite good."
Just as Jing Yunkui was shocked, a cold and arrogant voice sounded in front of everyone. The leader of the Black Wind Village looked up quietly and saw a cold man wearing ink-colored Taoist robes and long hair hanging in front of them.
Three feet off the ground, with a leisurely posture.
He was holding an ancient sword in his hand, emitting a strong aura that shook Jing Yunkui's mind. He didn't even dare to look up to observe the strange man in front of him.
The warrior's intuition is sending out alarms!
If he did something impolite, his life would be destroyed immediately. The aura of the man in front of him was as heavy as the sea and the abyss, a hundred times stronger than the martial arts leader, Old Man Cangsong, whom he had met at the martial arts conference.
Ordinary warriors would never be able to develop such momentum.
Coupled with the active spiritual energy that he had just sensed, the person in front of him must be an immortal! And this strange place must also be the immortal world without a doubt!
I am so lucky and have obtained what the story books call "immortal fate".
At this moment, Jing Yunkui saw the "Black Divine Ring" on his finger. This thing fell from the sky into the Black Wind Village three days ago .
The brothers in the village thought it was a fallen meteorite, but when they went to clean up the ruins, they found the ring at the bottom of the three-meter-long pit.
The brothers tried to chop the ring with knives, cut it with axes, soak it in water or burn it with fire, but they were completely unable to damage the ring, not even leaving a scratch. They thought it was a divine object sent from heaven, and happily presented it to Jing Yunkui who was practicing martial arts in seclusion.
Could it be...
Could it be that this black divine ring brought him the chance to become an immortal?
——
Old Jiang, leaning on the Xuantian sword, looked at the "qualified ones" in front of him who were selected from the three small worlds he rescued. With his current cultivation level, he could sense the qualifications and strengths of these guys with just a casual glance.
Liu Hui's selection work went well.
The guys she chose all have spiritual roots.
In those small worlds where cultivation is no longer possible, they are all considered to be very talented wizards, some of whom have already embarked on the path to power, while others have yet to discover their true potential.
Their ages range from eleven or twelve to fifty or sixty, and they come from all walks of life and various identities, with basically no two people alike.
"Ah, the quality of these new recruits is quite good."
Boss Jiang waited until most of the people woke up, then he started to make a joke and said:
"Okay, stop imagining, everyone. Now, be quiet and listen to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if some kind of restriction was imposed on him, making everyone in front of him unable to speak anymore. This action also triggered unnecessary tension among the people in front of him.
"Bang"
Those guys wearing beach shorts who looked like they were on vacation, but were actually the most vigilant and came from a modern society, were the first to fire, and bullets whizzed over.
Then came the knights and wizards from the magical world.
Use big sword and big fireball to greet people.
The last ones to take action were the knights from the ancient martial arts world, with swords drawn and hidden weapons flying, making the fight lively.
But Jing Yunkui and some experienced guys did not move.
Not only did they not move, but they took a few steps back to distance themselves from these bastards who were actively attacking the immortals. As Jing Yunkui retreated, he also pulled up the frightened little girl in farmer's clothes.
Let her hide behind him.
"The newbie is really naughty."
Overwhelmed by bullets, magic and hidden weapons, Lao Jiang yawned in boredom. All the attacks of these guys were stagnant in the air three feet in front of him.
It didn't even activate any skills, it was just the passive effect of the Su Yi Spirit Shield that came with the Su Yi Sutra. The ants fought fiercely, but after , the damage caused to Jiang Xianren was almost zero.
"Snap"
Boss Jiang snapped his fingers.
In the air behind him, a fifty-meter-tall metal giant quietly emerged. The scars on the remains of the general from the Alpha world had been barely repaired by the Eden intelligence.
But it still retains the "battle-scarred" paint job, and above its massive metal body float over fifty thousand ink runes of various colors, which were personally directed and engraved by the center of the Eden World, and were personally infused with spirits by Lao Jiang in the Mo Shuang Mountain workshop.
Now, this mechanical body named "Overlord" has become the common knowledge of Lao Jiang and the "Headless Knight", and it is the new Mohist Wuwei puppet he acquired.
He also planned to bring this thing to the edge of the Sin Abyss in a few days to show it to his great master and ask for his professional advice.
The oversized mechanical body was suspended behind Lao Jiang, with two chains made of spiritual power, virtually connecting Lao Jiang and its body. When Jiang Xianren raised his finger expressionlessly, the overlord puppet behind him also raised his huge left arm.
Under the action of the transformation module, the five fingers turned into heavy hammers covered with spikes and swung down fiercely in front of the eyes.
"Bang"
Without using any firepower, just using pure weight and swinging and smashing attack movements, in front of the stunned gaze of the group of "qualified people", the three-story castle ruins beside them were flattened in an instant.
The ground shook violently, dust flew everywhere, and was blocked outside the ruins by spiritual energy. It seemed as if the dark and gloomy doomsday had arrived, scaring the little girl behind Jing Yunkui so much that she screamed.
This was also the last noisy sound heard in the ruins.
"Have you had enough?"
Jiang Xianren asked in a gentle tone.
None of the fifty-six people in front of him answered. A few cowards were already kneeling on the ground, kowtowed to Lao Jiang repeatedly.
This is an immortal/holy spirit/god!
The three groups of people exclaimed in their hearts at the same time. They had completely understood their situation. Without Lao Jiang's instruction, they dropped their weapons one by one without any instruction.
"Then listen carefully, I will only say this once."
Old Jiang leaned on the Xuantian Sword and said to the ants in front of him:
"The great catastrophe is coming, and all the worlds will be destroyed. Although your world has not been in trouble, it cannot be freed. We cultivators come from the Kumu Immortal Realm, and we are ordered by the great power on the other side to save all living beings.
However, we cannot save ourselves if we do not cross the river.
You are the "seeds of disaster" that I have chosen from all realms. I will help you unlock your power and return to your respective worlds to save all living beings. Don't be too happy yet, because seeking power is always difficult.
Chance, effort, time, and destiny are all indispensable, but now there is not so much time for you to take your time. I will use my supreme divine power to do this reincarnation karma for you.
Open it every three months and set a goal.
If you can complete it, you will gain divine power. If you cannot complete it, you will die.
This is the beginning of this cycle of reincarnation, so I will explain it to you carefully. There will be no such good thing in the future. If you can survive, you will tell these rules to the people who come after you. "
He waved his left hand, and the magical power of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree was activated. Using the power of the world represented by the flowers and leaves on the trunk and branches as a guide, he gave all the information that the people in front of him needed to know in their minds.
"The cycle of sin begins [0/9]:
Prologue: Red Moon Demon Slayer.
Objective 1: Clear out the monsters wreaking havoc in the town of Morbi outside the city of Tulu in the Old Continent.
Objective 2: Hold out in the town until the witch hunters from the Red Moon Savior Army arrive to help.
Objective 3: Achieve C/Gamma level of post-war merit settlement.
Mission failure penalty:
"Eliminate!"
