Out of fear of death... Bah! Out of awe of life, Tang Ning, who temporarily pretended to be a phantom tank, finally asked his most concerned question: "How long can the boundary membrane of this world last?"

The boss replied: "It's about seven years."

Seven years?!

This unexpected answer made Tang Ning sigh.

About seven years, it is about 2,500 days.

In other words, I still have 2,500 chances to draw skills safely.

I have been traveling through time for about 100 days, and have drawn 9 permanent skills and 1 special skill improvement, which means that I can draw a permanent one in about 10 days.

However, this value may be just a temporary European special effect. If you encounter a period of bad face, you might not be able to draw one for 100 days, or the permanent stamina you draw is all the garbage permanent stamina skills that are not very useful?

Therefore, you must make the worst plan, such as drawing a good permanent skill for 500 days...

"The future is worrying!"

Tang Ning sighed worriedly.

"Sir, please don't worry too much about me!" The boss's mysterious voice immediately appeared: "I'm not so easily defeated! Moreover, with your help, you will turn the tables in just seven years, and there is no chance! The ideas you gave to Xiaoqian are very good! Taking the words you created by Mr., should it be called... Pilot?"

I'm not worried about you...well, you think that's it.

Boss, your words are very uneasy.

What is a turnaround?

At an absolute disadvantage, miraculously reverse the situation and turn defeat into victory...

"The small world controlled by Xiaoqian is innumerable."

Tangning's tactful reminder.

The small world of the computer room, the ghost world facing Wancheng, was blown up by my son Tang Zhongxiong alone, but there was no such existence as the God of Scythe, which was so powerful that he felt afraid of.

"Sir, you are always so humble! The method you taught Xiaoqian is clearly the best way to reverse the form! Look, I used your sir to do things and deliberately put this demon god in the outer world, just as you expected, so that these little guys who think they are invincible in the world have a clearer understanding of the demon gods outside the sky?"

The boss completely disagrees with Tang Ning's view and firmly believes that Tang Ning is just a habitual modesty.

"Sir, after the method is done a few more times, I will set the conditions and select a small number of elites in the imitation of the Immortal Sword Heavenly Dao to select Li Xiaoyao, and give you the personal system developed. Do a good job of disguising it and permeating it through the boundary membrane to penetrate into another world to perform tasks... Sir, your three sons all meet the selection requirements. In my deduction, if the three of them cooperate with each other, the success rate of completing the task and returning is extremely high! Sir, are you... willing to give up?"

Oh My God--

After hearing this, Tang Ning no longer knows how to answer.

Tang Ning instinctively refused to give up this love. Although he shouted at the rebellious sons one by one, the three rebellious sons were actually quite filial to him, as a father. He should not send these filial children to the "fire pit" in terms of emotion and reason!

But how could Tang Ning not understand the truth that no hair is left?

Send people to another world to spy on intelligence and even sabotage, which increases the winning rate of the two worlds' wars seven years later. Those who are reasonable must support them!

Judging from the sickle god who had just passed through the boundary membrane, it was definitely not a big deal that I had posted on the other world next to this world.

"If the three rebellious sons do meet the requirements, please requisition them!"

"Haha, it's over!" Beside, the Crane Spirit Lord laughed loudly and slapped Tang Ning's flattery: "Old Master, this is really a dragon and a dragon and a phoenix! The second master can cut over a sickle and a skeleton demon god, it must be your seed! "

I see the theory of bloodline again, but this is a brain circuit that has been difficult for spiritual beasts and monsters to make a mistake, and complaining is useless.

Tang Ning quickly looked up and found that in this short period of time, dozens of Nascent Souls were besieged by the joint forces of dozens of Nascent Souls. The three scythe gods who were suppressed by Guizhen's old fairy fairy deer outside had all fallen, and one of them was killed by Tang Zhongxiong.

So, Tang Ning saw three golden light columns penetrate the floating clouds and descend, covering Tang Zhongxiong, who independently cut off a sickle and the other two Nascent Soul Ancestors who happened to have the last blow.

"Sir, your second son will destroy the Demon Eye Tower of the Undead Demon, kill one-third of the Scythe Demon God, and reward 1,000 merits, is that good?"

Big guys are asking for advice online.

"good!"

Where can Tangning have any opinions?

"The other two Nascent Soul cultivators who killed one-third of the sickle demon god will be rewarded with 300 merits each because they cannot avoid the battle at the beginning, which is good?"

The boss asked again.

"OK!"

Tang Ning would not have any objections to this.

The communication of consciousness was extremely fast, so in the eyes of Xianhe Lingjun, the three golden light columns that fell on Tang Zhongxiong and the other three had almost no stagnation and dropped three purple balls of different sizes.

Three balls of purple air penetrated into the three people's bodies.

"1000 merits?" Tang Zhongxiong, who struggled to maintain the Xuan Iron Sword in a position that could be used at any time, raised his head to Cangtian: "What's the use of this merit?"

Tang Zhongxiong did not expect to be bold, but before he could finish his speech, his words appeared in his heart.

——Merit is blessing. If you have merit in your body, you can turn good and bad luck in this world, and you will be more likely to encounter strange adventures, and you will be able to achieve everything you want. Practicing martial arts and Taoism in one go, and it will be easier to overcome the tribulation... The more merits, the higher the blessings.

Not only Tang Zhongxiong heard it, but everyone present also heard the explanations made by this mysterious and mysterious voice.

"1000?" So the other two winners who entered the body asked in unison: "Isn't it 300 merits?"

"Are you stupid?" Tang Zhongxiong rolled his eyes twelve hours after he was blind and fell in the direction of questioning: "I, I have killed one! You got 300 merits when you were rushing to fish in the water, what else are you not satisfied with?"

Have those two Nascent Soul Ancestors ever been so despised by mere warriors?

I was not satisfied that I only got 300 merits, but Tang Zhongxiong, the martial arts practitioner, actually got 1,000 merits. So when I heard this, I was furious and wanted to use this as a reason to teach Tang Zhongxiong a lesson so that Tang Zhongxiong, who seemed to have lost his strength, would know when he should remain in awe.

Kill?

I don’t dare to do this, at least I don’t dare to do this at this moment.

Because, I am sending out mysteries of merit to everyone, and I am obviously still staring at me!

It’s not cost-effective to be evil about this mysterious powerful man!

"Stop." After the fight, the beautiful deer fairy who leaned lazily against the five-color deer, made a sound in time to stop the two Nascent Souls who took the opportunity to disturb the troubles: "Do you want the monk's face?"

The two Nascent Souls immediately sued the crime, and of course they did not dare to offend Fairy Deer in the realm of Guizhen.

So, Fairy Deer urged the five-colored deer and walked down from mid-air to Tang Zhongxiong-
Chapter completed!