Chapter 246
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Attributes: 2435 points.
Due to the blessing of the bamboo dragonfly, as well as the red scarf, Leslie Cheung's record and other props, Wang Ping consumed more than 400 attribute points.
But in one night, Wang Ping not only earned back the more than 400 attribute points he consumed, but also earned more than 200 attribute points.
It can be said that Wang Ping made a lot of money on this trip.
Looking at these 2435 attribute points, Wang Ping's mouth was about to bloom.
This is the most attribute points he has earned since he got the system. Now Wang Ping wishes he could come to guard the place where the Yin Qi explodes a few more times.
As long as he comes a few more times, it is no longer a dream to upgrade the system with 10,000 attribute points.
After a little excitement, Wang Ping calmed down. Now is not the time to be excited. Improving Taoism is the most important thing.
Immediately, Wang Ping looked at his Taoism panel.
Taoism: 110 years (+)
The last time the spirit attribute panel was changed to the Taoism attribute panel, Wang Ping had 100 years of Taoism. Later, he spent 100 attribute points to increase his Taoism by 10 years.
Soon, Wang Ping began to click Taoism frantically. The attribute points were decreasing, and the Taoism was increasing.
As the attribute points were consumed to only 435 points, Wang Ping stopped clicking Taoism.
At this moment, Wang Ping's Taoism has reached 310 years of Taoism, standing among the masters of the ghost exorcist world.
He could feel that his righteousness was growing, more than twice as strong, and he had endless power.
After doing everything, Wang Ping was full of confidence, holding a saber and was about to kill into the interior of the Yin Qi explosion area, fighting the evil for three hundred rounds.
Suddenly!
Wang Ping was stunned and looked down at the saber in his hand.
At this moment, Wang Ping was in the crack of the cemetery mountain, which was filled with strong Yin Qi.
The Yin Qi was like a ferocious beast, like a beast trapped in a cage that had not been fed for a long time. When Wang Ping, a human, appeared here, the Yin Qi rushed towards Wang Ping like a beast, wanting to corrode Wang Ping and"bite" him to death.
If it were not for the righteousness that emerged from Wang Ping's body, restraining the Yin Qi, and the moment the Yin Qi approached, the righteousness exuded holiness and sacredness, resisting the Yin Qi, Wang Ping would probably be invaded by the Yin Qi and lose his mind.
However, this was not the point that Wang Ping paid attention to the Yin Qi. He was concerned about the surrounding Yin Qi rushing towards his saber.
To be precise, it was not the Yin Qi rushing towards the saber, but the saber absorbing and devouring the Yin Qi.
The saber was glowing, emitting a faint blue flame, like a fierce flame from the Netherworld, filled with rolling evil spirits, and the gray-black mist was steaming, bursting out with killing like a golden sword.
It was as if the knife was alive, greedily absorbing the whole knife, the sharp blade became brighter, flashing with cold light, passing through strands of cold light, and humming.
This was not a trembling tremor, but rather a jubilation, a kind of excitement, a kind of joy. Wang Ping could clearly feel the fluctuations coming from the saber.
Seeing this, Wang Ping's face lit up with joy.
"To advance?"
Wang Ping knew that every time they killed ghosts, the saber and Bai Ze would always absorb Yin Qi, which seemed to be swallowing to advance.
However, due to the small number of ghosts, the saber did not advance every time it swallowed, but now it was different. This was the place where Yin Qi exploded, the place with the most concentrated Yin Qi, and the Yin Qi seemed to be endless, enough for the saber to absorb.
While waiting for the saber to swallow the Yin Qi, Wang Ping was not idle during this period. With a wave of his hand, he put a lot of Yin Qi into the storage space.
Wang Ping did not forget that he had a group of"crying" ghosts to feed, so there must be a lot of Yin Qi bottles, the more the better.
After filling the 40 cubic meters of storage space with Yin Qi, Wang Ping did not give up. He directly used the attribute points, consumed 100 attribute points, and increased the storage space to 140 cubic meters.
Then, Wang Ping filled the storage space with Yin Qi again.
With these Yin Qi, Wang Ping estimated that it would be enough to upgrade all the ghosts dancing on the grave to the level of fierce ghosts, and they were not ordinary fierce ghosts, but not far from the top fierce ghosts.
"Should I increase the storage space?"
After thinking about it, Wang Ping gave up the idea. He had enough Yin Qi, but they probably didn't have enough money to buy so much Yin Qi. Anyway, there might be a chance next time. Don't worry, it's better to save some attribute points for emergency use.
After all, Wang Ping now has a"child" who is about to grow up and needs"milk money" to feed.
After a long time, the saber made a big noise.
Roar!
Like a dragon's roar or a tiger's roar, as if thousands of troops were passing by with iron hooves and holding golden spears and iron guns, galloping on the battlefield, and waves of monstrous battlefield sounds spread. The blade rang with a sound.
Wang Ping could clearly see that the shiny blade was emitting a cold glow, and the lingering dark blue flame was changing, turning into a dark blue flame, which was so deep that it was terrifying, and there was a tendency to turn black.
The dark blue flame was like the purgatory fire in the depths of the Nine Nether Hell, and Zhuxie trembled.
Looking at the blue-dark flame dancing in the gray-black mist, the sound of the blade like golden weapons and iron horses echoed in his ears.
Wang Ping seemed to see the shadowy figures of thousands of people, galloping on the wild land with monstrous killing.
It was not a horde of thousands of troops, not the one that Wang Ping had seen on the saber before. It was not a battlefield war of ancient times, but a more terrifying battlefield.
If the battlefield revealed by the saber before was a battlefield of humans, an ancient war, a collision of swords and knives, an interweaving of blood and fire, iron hooves stepping on hot blood, killing all enemies.
Then what Wang Ping saw now was a war of gods, a collision of demons and gods.
On that desolate land, wild land, and cracked ground, the demons of the Nine Netherworlds rode on fiery horses surrounded by nether fire, ferocious beasts, and brought thousands of demons and monsters. They came out of the Nine Netherworlds and stepped into the mortal world, bringing rolling darkness, covering the sky and the sun, and killing the gods of the Nine Heavens.
Demon They came to the world and went to war with the gods who were high up in the nine heavens.
They declared war on the gods, wanting to change the nine heavenly gods who dominated this world and fight for the dominance of this world.
The gods of the heavens were born, bringing with them holiness and light, and sent down monstrous divine fire and thunder punishments to kill the demons in the nine underworlds.
A war between gods and demons broke out in heaven and earth.
This was not an interweaving of blood and fire, but a killing between gods and demons.
The shocking scene was blurry and hazy, frozen in the scene where the nine heavenly gods came to the world and the demons came to the world to kill the nine heavens.
Ding! The quality of the Sabre of Destruction was improved by absorbing the Yin Qi, and it was transformed into the Sabre of Destruction and Demon Destruction. The cold system prompt sounded, interrupting the picture Wang Ping saw from the Sabre of Destruction, and his sight moved to the prop column of the system panel.
There, the Sabre of Destruction had changed.
Props: Sabre of Destruction and Demon Destruction (100/1000) (+)
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