Chapter 137 The Third Martial Spirit Temple, Mi Ye Temple
Qian Renxue’s first angel test is called “Treading the Sky”.
With the soul bone of the divine armor sealed, he can fly up to 10,000 meters in the air with only his martial soul and angelic realm.
Originally, her assessment should not have reached 10,000 meters, but one-third, but the moment she accepted the inheritance of God, she burst out with great will, and she was moved by the assessment abruptly, and then Something strange has changed.
No one is present in the Angel Temple now. It is blocked by the power of the two god kings, evil and good, thus eliminating the possibility of interference in the divine test.
The Angel God Ancestor is no longer here. She left behind a legacy and a divine thought in the statue of the temple. This divine thought will automatically make judgments and determine the content of the assessment.
It's quite reliable, at least there won't be any ridiculous thing like "kissing another girl means you passed the first test".
During this week, Qian Renxue, through her new understanding of martial arts and the strengthening of her body, was able to reach an altitude of nearly a kilometer.
She stayed at this place and used the surrounding real sun fire to practice. Her flame soul core continued to solidify during this process, absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth energy soaked in real fire in a form of "fighting to support fighting".
“Huh——” She opened her eyes tiredly, looked at the big sun in the sky, and looked into the distance.
"I am only conducting the assessment under the protection of the ancestor of the gods. Even the martial soul is 100% in tune with the god..." She smiled bitterly, "Little October and Grandpa secretly said that she will not get involved with the angel god. With the power of faith, she can only rely on herself."
"She must be suffering now, right?" Qian Renxue completed a round of practice, and then did not descend to the sky, but continued to move towards the sky. Heading into the sky.
In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue in the sky through the window, muttered, and then disappeared.
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One month later, Shi Yueyi’s winning streak reached twenty-five games.
Two months later, that number jumped to forty.
If this guy knew that Qian Renxue felt that she was suffering, she would probably laugh out loud.
Since the King of Slaughter left, her life has been quite comfortable. A visit to the Slaughter City is like a vacation.
At this time, she was in her room, taking a bath in fresh milk and trimming her nails with a file, flicking away the blood on her fingers.
Some problems began to appear, and it was beginning to become difficult for her to continue participating in this hellish killing field.
Sometimes she has to be the last one to sign up to get ten people.
After Shi Yueyi won consecutive victories in the Killing City, she naturally received a title called "Saint of the Silent Night".
At this moment, she is a "fan", serving her who has just returned from the killing field.
She can use the properties of the Evil God Bead and her own martial soul to ensure that she will not fall. So of course she must seize the opportunity when she can enjoy it.
Only two months have passed, and she has gathered some fans in the Killing City... although these people basically came here on their own.
"Holy Saint..."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Shi Yueyi glanced at the woman.
"Recently, about a hundred people want to worship in your Silent Night Temple..." the woman said cautiously.
“Open your mouth.” Shi Yueyi pinched the other person’s chin.
The woman opened her mouth quickly. Facing this girl with purple eyes and white hair, she couldn't think of any resistance in her heart.
Shi Yueyi put a pill into her mouth.
"Mu Yue, you will be my confidant from now on."
The woman named Mu Yue was shocked, but the pill had already entered her stomach.
"Don't worry, that's a medicine that can slightly remove toxins." Shi Yueyi said lightly.
“There is something similar to hallucinogens in the air of the killing city. It can make the blood in your body boil and fill you with the desire to kill. I am not disgusted with killing, nor am I disgusted with the existence of hallucinogens in the world. The dark side, but remember, kill for something.”
Mu Yue quickly used the soul power in her body to absorb the pill. A feeling of refreshment.
"Thank you, Saint..." she said, lowering her head.
Shi Yueyi patted her face: "Work hard, and you will be rewarded with more rewards if you do well."
"I'm sorry, Your Highness the Saint." Mu Yue suddenly knelt down. Come down, "Actually, I am..."
Shi Yueyi glanced at her: "I know."
In fact, this woman was sent by other gangs in the killing city.
In this world with no bottom line, there are many cases of forming small groups.
But most of them don't last long because maybe tomorrow the leader of the group dies and the group falls apart.
"Then you...?"
"You may not know that your original boss just died in my hands." Shi Yueyi said lightly, "Today's competition in the Hell Killing Fields, I deliberately stayed in the tenth place."
"This!" Mu Yue was shocked.
She remembered that her original boss was a level 76 soul saint, but he died in the hands of his new master.
"Mu Yue will follow you to the death from now on!" Mu Yue leaned down.
Shi Yueyi understood this woman who looked to be in her twenties.
She was living in hell. She belonged to the previous leader and was even regarded as a tired collection in the eyes of the other party.
She lived only to be possessed by the leader repeatedly, and then sucked in the toxins in the air to numb her nerves, dreaming of killing the leader one day.
So she has no future, or everyone here has no future, just like the beautiful boy and girl in the story she made up, who had no scruples when shooting.
So Mu Yue can accept her new master calmly, because this new master seems to treat her as a human being.
“I plan to build a temple in the Slaughter City, which is the force we have now.” Shi Yueyi said, “The Slaughter King will not interfere in my affairs. Therefore, the management of personnel will be handed over to me. I give it to you. I want everyone in the force to know what killing is for like me.”
"I will follow your teachings." Mu Yue wiped the water off Shi Yueyi's body with a towel.
This is actually a very troublesome thing, but Shi Yueyi is willing to try it. Anyway, according to the current situation, it will take several days for her to participate in a competition, so she might as well take advantage of this time Go do something else.
She really plans to bring Wuhun Palace to the city of killing.
She is the master of the third Wuhun Temple, Mi Ye Temple!
Another month has passed, the third month later.
The place where the King of Slaughter normally resides saw off a guest—Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace.
“Damn it, how could that Holy Maiden of Silent Night know one of the two Gods of Killing in the world!” The King of Slaughter was furious.
Nina, the black gauze girl, quickly served five Bloody Marys to the King of Slaughter.
“Great King!” Nina said, “It seems that Saint Mi Ye actually has an organization called Mi Ye Temple under her command, which is somewhat similar to the name of Wuhun Temple. And it has continued to expand in the past three months, and now it has nearly a thousand people!”
The King of Slaughter drank five glasses of Bloody Mary in a row, and then said:
"On the allegorical wall of our killing city, there is an instruction: The god of death comes, disaster in hell!"
His mood was a bit heavy: "In the past few times, every time the god of death appeared, there would be killings. The city is in turmoil and the losses are heavy! If it happens again this time, I'm afraid..."