"Have you conquered the King of the Lost Nation? The dungeon is a bit difficult! The first kill reward must be very generous!"

"Being attacked is expected, isn't it? With Fu Qingyang, Yuanshi Tianzun and Demon Eye Heavenly King, no dungeon below S-level can be difficult for them!"

"A weak ninth-level Yin creature and a ninth-level ancient war god... even for them, it is not easy to survive! The Sword Immortal Elder's words became more and more flattering."

"Tomorrow I plan to take my subordinates in for training. The great calamity is approaching and we need to improve our strength as soon as possible!"

"Old Fire, you are very busy with official duties recently, so please focus on your work. I'll go first!"

"Don't argue, let's draw lots to decide!"

The dungeon that can upgrade subordinates is a unique dungeon for the White Tiger Soldiers gang. It can not only cultivate the tacit understanding of the team on a large battlefield, but also provide considerable rewards!

Not every Spirit Realm Walker has the chance to match an A-level copy!

Even if the dungeon has been conquered, it can still allow Spirit Realm Walkers to gain rich experience points!

Fu Qingyang put down his wine glass and typed a reminder: "The ninth-level ancient war god and the evil creature... even if there is a strategy, the last battle is still a narrow escape. It is best to ensure that the number of masters entering the dungeon is more than three, and the eighth-level master cannot be less than two!"

After sending this message, he sent a text message to Fu Qingxuan, "I've released a copy, let's meet!"

After a long time without a response, Fu Qingyang clicked on the portrait of Jiange Chang Lao and sent a message: "I want to go to the Marshal's study!"

The fact that Fu Qingxuan didn’t reply to the message means that she is staying in the study room again, maybe practicing or hiding away to eat sweets.

To enter a gang dungeon, the gang leader or deputy gang leader must open it!

Jiange Chang Lao is the deputy leader of the White Tiger Army!

Jiange Chang Lao did not reply to his question, but a dozen seconds later, Fu Qingyang heard the sound of the spiritual realm prompt!

After a while, the picture began to blur and ripple, and two or three seconds later he arrived at a vast white space!

Marshal's study!

Fu Qingyang subconsciously looked up and saw the sky was full of swords!

Willow Leaf Sword, Han Bafang Sword, Dagger and Heavy Sword, Tang Sword, Mother and Child Sword... It covers all types of swords in human history!

Fu Qingxuan sat on the ground hugging her knees, looking up at the sky full of swords, her thick white hair draped over her shoulders like a thick blanket!

She looks like a little girl looking at the stars!

"What are you looking at?" Fu Qingyang walked to the Marshal sister!

"Look at the sword!" Fu Qingxuan still held her head high!

"What's so good about the sword?" Fu Qingyang asked!

"I'm thinking about the nature of the sword!"

"The essence of sword energy..." Fu Qingxuan murmured!

Fu Qingyang said calmly: "What did you see?"

"If I don't tell you, you won't be interested in listening. You've only practiced slashing in your life and don't care about any swordplay..." Fu Qingxuan turned her head while speaking:

"Why is your hair gray too? Are you imitating me?"

Fu Qingyang said calmly: "Your hair is caused by the excessive sword energy and the inability to gather the metal spirit power. Mine is caused by the excessive consumption of life span and aging!"

Fu Qingxuan immediately frowned, her delicate white eyebrows raised: "Is the life span consumed too much?"

"The sword intent I learned in the King of a Lost Nation dungeon!" Fu Qingyang said briefly.

The purpose of tonight's visit is that I feel that the difficulty of the King of the Lost Nation is not right. How could there be two level nine bosses in an A-level copy? The combination of Demon Eye, myself and Yuanshi can only be equal to a level nine master at most! And the NPC who can become a teammate in the copy is just a level seven fire thief!"

"This difficulty has exceeded the limit of the A-level dungeon and the upper limit of the team! I was able to survive this time because of luck!"

Fu Qingxuan tilted her head and frowned, "Tell me the strategy in detail!"

Fu Qingyang then told Fu Qingxuan the details of the process of the king's death!

"Something is wrong..." Fu Qingxuan said slowly.

Fu Qingyang continued, "Yuanshi told me that one of his friends, a lone knight of the Holy See, entered an S-level dungeon for no reason a while ago. That knight has controlled his hidden points, so the possibility of matching to an S-level dungeon is almost zero!

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"You mean the King of the Lost Nation and the copy of the Knight are of the same nature?"

"Yes, these are all abnormal phenomena, but I don't know why!"

Fu Qingxuan fell silent for a long time. After a while, she said thoughtfully, "This situation is not uncommon. Remember the Sheling Tunnel? It was judged as a bug-level copy because it was impossible to pass through! This shows that the spiritual realm itself has similar problems."

Fu Qingyang nodded slowly to accept this statement and said: "These situations occurred after Lingtuo concealed the Merit List. There are more and more bugs in the Spirit Realm. The situation of concealing the Merit List cannot happen a second time!"

"What are you demigods planning?"

The full moon is bright in the night sky!

At the end of the 18th century, the holy city in Europe was full of ruins, broken walls, collapsed ruins, black smoke, war and erosion, and the desolate scene spread to the end of the sight!

Half a month ago, fighter jets just bombed the holy city...

A large number of residents in the city fled, and the government army recruited young and strong people to fight guerrilla warfare in the streets and alleys!

After resisting for a week, a group of special people came to Lan City and the war for ordinary humans ended!

The war between the spirit realm walkers begins!

"rustle......"

Zhai Cai, wearing silver knight armor, walked in the ruins. His face was thin and his eyes were dark. The silver armor was covered with sword marks and blood!

He didn't carry a kerosene lamp, but held a sword and looked around with a wicked look!

"Oh, if only I had the night vision ability of the Night Wanderer!" Zhai Cai exhaled and looked back at the church protected by the formation!

The copy he entered was the battle in which the Church was destroyed. The Covenant of Freedom called on the evil camp and the scattered cultivators to rise up.

Just like the six major sects besieged Jiaoyan like they attacked Guangmingding!

In this battle, the Orderly Camp and the world's strongest organization collapsed. Zhai Rong had been in the Vice Camp for more than half a month, and during this period, the two camps had been constantly exchanging fire. The Knights and Bishops had suffered heavy losses in several wars, and their numbers had been constantly reduced!

Through this battle, Zhai Cai understood the reason for the fall of the Church. On the one hand, the Church's overbearing behavior had long caused dissatisfaction among the scattered cultivators and local forces!

On the other hand, the Free Covenant has a potion that can transform spirit walkers into powerful monsters while maintaining their sanity!

So that everyone in the evil camp can be vaccinated!

It should be the demon seed mentioned by Yuanshi Tianzun (the bath water of the gods!

However, the Church had a strong foundation and fought off the attacks of the evil camp again and again. The evil camp suffered a great loss in the number of demigod-level warriors. After the attack failed, they launched a guerrilla war with the Church in the city!

Zhai Cai's current mission is to patrol the 30-mile radius of the southern area of ​​the Holy See to ensure that no evil forces are secretly gathering and planning actions.

“I don’t know when this day will end. No, I don’t know how long I can live.” Zhai Cai sighed.

At this moment, a lazy voice came from behind the broken wall beside him: "It depends on when you can achieve great success!"

Zhai Cai's tense muscles slowly relaxed, and he looked over and forced out an ugly smile. "It's too difficult for you to give me the secret book, Mr. Hui Chang, can we try a safer and easier way, such as

You're just taking me away?"

About ten days ago, the leader of the Xin Merchant Guild suddenly appeared in the dungeon and threw him a secret book, saying it was the training method of ancient knights.

Mr. Huichang told him that he came because Yuanshi Tianzun cried and begged for help, but this is all he can give!

Whether or not Zhai Cai can survive the dungeon depends on his luck!

Mr. Hui Chang grabbed a glass of brandy from the void, sipped it leisurely in the ruins, and shrugged, saying: "Life without challenges is so boring. You are a single knight, and this is a test for you!"

Zhai Cai's mouth twitched. "Can this training opportunity be given to others? In the past few days, I have seen knights fall one after another, including extraordinary and saintly ones. Just the day before yesterday, a master-level knight died!"

"The intensity of the war is increasing. I'm just a level 7 knight. In a war like this where demigods are fighting, I might die at any time!"

Mr. Hui Chang did not respond but asked: "You have been in the dungeon for half a month. What do you think of the fall of the Church?"

Zhai Cai instinctively looked around and saw no movement, so he leaned against the broken wall and said: "At present, it seems that the Free Covenant has at most one demigod. Anyway, I have only seen one. Theoretically, even if there is a demon species bath water, the evil camp cannot destroy the Church!"

"I think..."

Chang, who would, continued, "Do you think the demons will take action?"

Zhai Cai said, "This is the only possibility, but I probably won't be able to see it. After all, I am just the master. If I survive the battle of the master, I should be able to leave the dungeon!"

If he were to participate in the demigod war, even if it was just a part of the battlefield, his chance of survival would be almost zero!

No matter how difficult the S-level copy is, this situation will never happen. There will always be a glimmer of hope.

Hui Chang was silent for a second and sighed: "It's just as I thought. When I saw Hui Chang from the Hunter Guild transformed into a Smoker, I guessed it!"

He drank the brandy in the glass and shook his head as he looked at Zhai Cai who was full of expectation, "Don't even think about it. I can't possibly take you out of the dungeon. If I force you out of the Overlord-level S-level dungeon, I can't bear the punishment from the spirit realm mechanism."

"It would be fine if it was a normal time, but now the battle between the lawful and evil camps is imminent. I cannot weaken myself at this critical moment. Once the decisive battle comes, I might die. Returning to the spirit realm is not a big deal, but I am afraid that it will affect the final battle! It is not normal for you to enter the S-level dungeon this time!"

"Of course, you have another choice. That is to give me enough flesh and blood and spiritual blood so that I can make a clone for you. In the future, I will find a chance to revive you in the Mother Goddess's womb!!"

Zhai Cai's eyes lit up and he was about to agree when he heard Hui Chang add: "But the Mother Goddess's Womb is in the Military Bishop's headquarters. It is still unknown whether it can be taken back!"

It was as good as saying nothing. Zhai Cai let out a sigh and said, "It seems I have no choice!"