Divine Realm.

The wonderful city built by monks has expanded a little more than the initial one.

Because there are no fixed rules in the divine realm.

Therefore, the architectural style is extremely imaginative.

Even many buildings that violate the principles of mechanics can be achieved as long as they are constructed at a plot point, without any relevant theories and knowledge as support.

Just as a large number of monks were doing their own things and busy with their own work.

A colorful thundercloud suddenly sounded in the sky.

The rays of light bloomed, rendering the entire sky into various colors.

A hall in the cloud suddenly emerged.

A magnificent voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"This is the mission hall, all kinds of worlds, and thousands of fortunes, all of which are in it. You can explore it yourself."

After the sound disappeared, everyone discovered that as long as they were in the divine realm, they could enter the mission hall with one thought.

In an instant, a large number of monks rushed into the hall.

The strange thing is that no matter how many people enter this hall, the hall never seems crowded.

The monks can even block out the others around them by relying on their own thoughts.

Don’t let others see what tasks they have taken in the mission hall.

Of course, when the task is not taken, most people still like to be lively, so they are not blocked.

In the hall, a huge light curtain flashed.

Various tasks are constantly beating on the light curtain.

Those who are interested in receiving tasks just need to reach out to touch the task bar.

"This...isn't this an online game?" The monk who had played games in the strange world couldn't help but say.

"What did you realize?"

"Don't our worlds have more or less traces of online games?"

"Stop talking about games... I still think we are like characters in online novels!" another monk said.

"S-level mission··Kill S-level weirdness, and reward the plot point of 100 million. Who can cover this mission?" A monk looked at the task with the bright red mark that flashed by, and couldn't help but question and complain.

The eight evil old man who was also looking for a task that suits him and wanted to make money to support Ke Xiaoliang, had a flash of eyes... locked on the strange task that killed S-level strange.

"Ghost Eating Technique... I know the details of Ghost Eating Technique. I can guess what the two judges from the underworld, the Ghost King, have the idea. The real Ghost Eating Technique is not as good as they spread. But... it's okay! The trees were planted by them, but the fruits may not be eaten by them." The Eight Evil Old Man noticed.

Although he had never been to the strange world, he had not spent money like soil in the wasteland world before.

He didn't stop the news he should know.

"Wait, the level of the Demon-Sealing Man has also expanded the professions of different stages of the Demon-Sealing Man. It is actually a long-term circular task. After receiving the task, in addition to the plot points that are rewarded by themselves, there is also a plot point that is rewarded by the task, which is equivalent to a double reward."

"This... I want to study the way to seal demons. I had imagined a double-time demon sealer before, and I had performed two or even multiple initial demon sealings in a row, but I gave up because of the incompatibility of the demons in my body. This time I said that I can't give up anything. As long as I make it happen, I will send it!" said a monk who looked ordinary.

When he said this, he didn't control it at all, obviously he didn't mind anyone plagiarizing his creativity.

Or it is unknown that he has mastered a certain key point.

"A-level mission, go to the Saibei Grassland to intercept and kill the ancient magic powers and Liu Changren! Wait...! The ancient magic powers are in the Mobei Grassland?"

"The head of ancient magic power is worth 30 million, and Liu Changren's head is worth 10 million... I can! I'm here!" A group of monks who discovered the New World immediately took on the mission and then went to the Gaowu World.

Chasing these two people is not just a mission reward.

The mission can be accepted by many people, but only the killer can get the reward.

There is no possibility of one prize and multiple rewards.

Otherwise, wouldn’t Ke Xiaoliang die?

At this time, Li Xingzhou, who was also in the mission hall, naturally saw this A-level mission.

"Why is the head of ancient magic power worth 30 million, but the head of my Li Xingzhou is only worth 10 million?" Li Xingzhou secretly hated in his heart.

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It shows that if he dies in Gaowu World, he will recover as Liu Changren's deviant identity and preserve his original strength intact, which will cost 12 million plot points.

After all, Liu Changren is not only a top master, but also has developed a unique qi and blood martial arts, integrating the true meaning of martial arts into most of the flesh and blood. It can be called a martial arts myth... It costs more than 10 million to be resurrected at one death... This is very reasonable!

Li Xingzhou sighed and felt a little depressed.

Originally, he thought he had discovered some way to make money.

Now I know... it turns out that it's still a loss-making business.

"Wait...Ancient magical powers are worth 30 million...this is a bit interesting!"

"I don't need him anyway, kill him... and change the plot point, that's fine!" Li Xingzhou began to become ill-hearted.

Although he was still the nominal palace master of the Blood Demon Palace, Li Xingzhou did not dare to return to the Blood Demon Palace before his injuries recovered in reality.

At this time, even in another world, he was hiding his path and did not contact the monks of the Blood Demon Palace.

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The various expenses in the Divine Realm world and the exchange of some pills that are beneficial to recovering injuries have almost emptied Li Xingzhou's family.

"Thirty million, a little less!"

"I have to bewitch the ancient magical powers and do a few more big things. When the reward is improved, I will chop his head and take it to receive the reward!" Li Xingzhou thought to himself.

"Supply the full version of Tathagata's God Palm rewards the plot point of five million, and the twenty-three sword rewards the plot point of three million..." Mo Tingyuan looked at these two B-level tasks and fell into deep thought.

"He really can't really do the ninth posture of the Tathagata's divine palm and the twenty-three swords, he's just bluffing."

"Wait...not necessarily. The task refers to the transfer, not the research and development... Maybe someone has already developed it, but it has not been transferred? No! No! If someone creates these magical skills, the powerful will naturally know. There is no need to arrange tasks again." Mo Tingyuan was watching various tasks on the task list at this time, and at the same time searching for the figure of the Eight Evil Old Man in the hall.

The Eight Evil Old Man cooperated with Ke Xiaoliang and the Imperial Vessel Sect to study the blood of the ancient gods. After all, news came out within a certain range.

Although the Blood Demon Palace was very angry, he kept putting his mouth on his mouth and threatening Ke Xiaoliang, the Eight Evils and the Imperial Vessel Sect.

Mo Tingyuan, the leader of the Ten Demon Sect, was also holding a burst of fire in his heart.

Such a big and good thing, his Supreme Elder and the Demon Son actually developed a partnership with Yizhengdao, but he excluded his sect from the outside... No one knows this, he can't help but think more.
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