Chapter 908 Battlefield

"Take it with you. The Thirteenth Palace does not support idlers."

Wang Hao glanced at the two of them, then waved his sleeves and led them onto the flying boat.

Although he said this, Wang Hao still gave each of them an amulet, and then gave them weapons, and assigned a sixth-level immortal cultivator to take care of them.

"How about it? Be afraid."

The sixth-level immortal cultivator who was assigned to protect the two newcomers was named Xiaotou, who grew up in the Thirteenth Hall. The qualifications are also very powerful, and he has the dual spiritual roots of top-grade Feng Shui. The body can carry twelve runes, and there are few opponents at the same level.

"No, don't be afraid!"

Bai Zhilan was trembling a little when she spoke, but she still tried to grit her teeth and respond, trying to leave a good impression on her boss.

She knows better than anyone how precious this opportunity to join the Thirteenth Hall is. What price did her sister and brother-in-law pay for this status.

"fine."

Compared to Bai Zhilan's nervousness, Master Wu was much calmer. He even felt a little sleepy in such a small scene.

"The mentality is good."

Xiaotou glanced at Wu Chong in surprise.

He didn't feel any fear from this newcomer, which meant that he was really not afraid.

I don’t know if it’s fearlessness or stupidity and boldness.

A thought flashed through Xiaotou's mind, and he couldn't help but take another look at Wu Chong.

"Don't worry, the ones left for you to deal with are low-level dream demons."

Looking at Bai Zhilan who was trembling next to him, Xiaotou smiled and explained. Although it is training new people, it will never lead to death. His words made Bai Zhilan next to him relax, and then his fighting spirit surged.

If it were just a low-level dream demon, she really wouldn't be that scared.

When she was in the Bai family, she had killed many low-level dream demons. The weakest low-level dream demons could be dealt with by the talisman paper. No matter how powerful they are, they can't withstand the immortal cultivator's magic weapon, and they can be killed by any means.

"Although they are low-level dream demons, you must be careful. The dream demons on the battlefield and the dream demons in training are two different things. If you are not careful, someone will die."

The little head warned them a few more words.

In the process, the flying boat has reached the sky above Qingshifang. The speed of the flying boat is very fast, and the distance of more than 20 kilometers can be reached in an instant.

The huge spacecraft hull collided with the colorful sky, making a heartbreaking sound. The curtain was stretched into cotton candy.

"kill!"

Wang Hao, who was standing at the bow of the ship, was the first to jump off.

Everyone followed and flew over. At this time, Qingshifang had turned into a chaotic battlefield, with powerful dream demons everywhere. The world has become distorted, and there are contaminated scenes everywhere. Objects on the street switch back and forth between the real and the fantastic.

Wu Chong and Bai Zhilan also jumped down.

Today's experience had a huge impact on the two newcomers, especially Bai Zhilan. In the morning, she was still dreaming about her life after joining the Thirteenth Hall, and in the afternoon she came back to fight with the people from the Thirteenth Hall. The identity also changed from the guard of Qingshifang in the morning to the member of the Thirteenth Hall who came to support.

"Wu Tietou, killing dream demons is not a competition of strength. Let's see who is the real number one in the guard training department."

Bai Zhilan took out the scimitar handed to her by the small head and said to Wu Chong beside her.

There were all the old men from the Thirteenth Hall in front of her, and she couldn't compare with them.

The only test subject is Wu Tietou, a newcomer like her. When she was in the training office, she was ranked second behind Wu Chong and used all her hands to lift a thousand kilograms.

Bai Zhilan, who has been strong since childhood, is not willing to lose to someone of the same level.

"First? What first?"

Wu Chong glanced at this woman.

What's her name?

Bai.What.

Wu Chong thought about it for a while and didn't think of it, so he simply ignored it.

"you!!"

His expression immediately made Bai Zhilan grit her teeth. She was not afraid of Wu Chong mocking her, or even saying that she was overestimating her abilities. But this look of not even remembering the name is too hurtful. This meant that the man she regarded as the target of her pursuit had never paid attention to her from beginning to end.

He didn't even take the first place in the guard training department's assessment seriously, and his take-it-for-granted attitude made him even more irritated.

Wu Chong had no intention of caring about what this woman thought.

He didn't even bother to ask about the storyline of bitterness and hatred. He is more concerned about the use of power than this boring personal dispute.

Unlike Jia's Qi Training Technique, the strong men of the Thirteen Halls all use 'immortal texts'. He has been looking forward to the effectiveness of the immortal text for a long time. What is so special about this power system that is completely different from that on the other side of the Chaos Sea!

"Be careful."

The expression on the face of the little head who was responsible for taking care of them suddenly turned serious.

He casually threw an elder-issued weapon to the two of them, and then looked towards the room on the left.

Boom!

There was an explosion, and twisted and colorful colors spread from the window like a flood. A huge python mixed in, trying to swallow the three of them in one bite.

"court death!"

A pair of fairy armor suddenly appeared on Xiaotou's body.

The man flashed three times in a row, and the colorful python that rushed out of the window was cut into several pieces by him in an instant.

"This is the immortal text of 'speed'."

In the process of killing the enemy, Xiaotou did not forget to explain to the two newcomers.

As promised at the beginning, all the powerful dream demons were blocked by others, and those who were let in were also weak ones, just in time for the two newcomers to practice.

"I also drew inscriptions on myself, but I couldn't use them."

Wu Chong took the opportunity to raise his own questions. These were things that Master Cen did not teach.

"Haha, drawing inscriptions is naturally not something that can be useful just by just writing. It requires complete inheritance and corresponding resources." As he spoke, the little head killed a few more dream demons above the fifth level, and then flew down next to the two of them. , he reached out and took out two talismans.

The index finger is a little above the talisman paper.

A little bit of dark energy blended in along the fingertips, slowly transforming into a brand new runic font.

"Use this to feel it. I have reserved a few enemies for you two."

While speaking, the little head waved his hand and threw the two talisman papers separately to the two of them.

Wu Chong and Bai Zhilan quickly raised their hands and grabbed the two talismans thrown over by Xiaotou.

The moment he took the paper, Wu Chong felt something was wrong. These two seemingly ordinary talisman papers actually feel as warm as leather once you hold them. The 'immortal text' engraved on the surface of the talisman paper was like a living thing. After smelling the breath of the two people, it quickly faded into countless tiny particles and merged into their bodies along the contact points between the paper and their fingers. .

Buzz!

A layer of light energy instantly appeared around the two of them.

At the same time, Wu Chong's panel also popped up.

'Special energy discovered (temporary), material unknown, efficacy unknown.'