After The College Entrance Examination, I Was Actually Encrypted By The National Sss Level

Inside the alley.

Wang Jing'an, who was hiding, had enough time to see the sword spirit condensed from the Tang sword.

It's just that he doesn't laugh, speak, or get tired...

The person who once allowed himself to go to the future of the human race to see the peaceful and prosperous times did not seem to have completely left.

Perhaps when Qing Yi dissipated, there was a trace of obsession attached to Tang Dao. Now it appears in the form of a sword spirit. Maybe he wants to see the peaceful and prosperous age of the human race with his own eyes, right?

"It's so similar..." Wang Jing'an stretched out his hand and put it on Qing Yi's shoulder, feeling the essence of life gradually passing away from Qing Yi's body.

Wang Jing'an frowned and became confused: "Why is the essence of life still passing away without entering combat mode?"

He wanted to ask the system to see if the dog system knew what this kind of thing was.

System: "Tang Dao maintains the sword spirit, just like humans, it needs to consume energy every day to maintain itself, such as eating and drinking water. Therefore, during the battle, the sword spirit consumes the most life essence. When not fighting, It will pass slowly in a low-power state."

Wang Jing'an frowned: "How long can Tsing Yi last with the life essence absorbed by Tang Dao without fighting?"

System: "About a month. It can last up to seven days in a fight. In addition, the sword spirit was dispersed by a formation just now. If it is in a fighting state for a long time, it can only last three days."

This is bad news for Wang Jing'an: "Tang Dao absorbed so much life essence before, could Qing Yi only be able to last for so long?"

System: "This is inevitable. Just like the host, if there is not enough energy replenishment, the energy and physical strength will be almost exhausted after a battle."

"It seems that we have to slay demons regularly." Wang Jing'an seemed to remember something, stared at Qing Yi and continued to ask the system: "In the future... can he speak? Or have his own thoughts."

Compared to Dao Ling, Wang Jing'an wanted to see the warm and optimistic Qing Yi from before.

A bit withdrawn and a bit neurotic at the same time.

System: "Getting the sword spirit to speak or have its own thoughts is as impossible as getting a baby to talk."

Wang Jing'an retorted: "But babies can talk when they grow up, so the system means that as long as they absorb enough life essence, they can have their own thoughts?"

system:"???"

It seemed that the program was stuck, and it took more than ten seconds for the system to continue to respond: "Blank! I was just a metaphor, and I didn't let the host raise any objections."

Before Wang Jing'an could say anything more, the system arranged a program to generate Li Qingyi's identity interface and so on.

[Type of weapon spirit]: Knife spirit

[Essence of Life]: 28 days (judged by truce status)

【Name】: Li Qingyi

【Age】：21

【Sex: Male

[Cultivation]: Four realms (promoted according to the improvement of the current owner of Tang Dao)

[Talent]: SS-level jade and stone will burn together (the sword spirit has some characteristics of this talent, for example, when using this talent, it will greatly burn the life essence to extract the strongest power)

After Wang Jing'an saw Qing Yi's system interface, he began to think: "With Tang Dao's current life essence state, can Qing Yi use that talent?"

System: "Yes, with the existing life essence absorbed by Tang Dao, the sword spirit can use this talent once, but after it is used, the sword spirit can only last for 1 to 2 days."

"It seems that if you want to improve Qing Yi's strength, you must continue to kill demons."

Wang Jing'an suddenly felt a sudden increase in pressure: "... By the way, I remember not killing many demon cultivators before. Why can the absorbed life essence only provide Qing Yi with 28 days of maintenance?"

System: "The first time to condense the sword spirit has consumed nearly three years of life essence. These essences are shaping the sword spirit itself."

Wang Jing'an nodded and understood instantly.

Before he could exit the system interface, he heard movement and noise coming from outside the alley.

Wang Jing'an hurriedly exited the interface and hid in a secret place to observe.

I heard the poster say: "Prince, I have taken action to trap the weak Zhu Zi in the eight-eyed life-killing formation behind me. In this large formation, I can only let the prince enter, and the remaining demon cultivators will stop." ."

When the poster saw a large number of demon cultivators approaching the pass, he hurriedly ran to the spirit-tailed holy elephant and reported respectfully, raising his status to a high level.

Many demon cultivators also know that the poster belongs to the Lingwei Shengxiang clan, and that the Wuwu Building is the poster’s property in Luanmo City, which can be regarded as his hard work.

Now that I heard that the poster personally took action to trap the boy, I couldn't help but feel a little confused.

However, the host's words, "Only the prince is allowed to enter, and other demon cultivators are stopped." Many demon cultivators gave up their doubts.

The Spirit Tail Holy Elephant was still frowning at first. After hearing that Wang Jing'an was trapped in the formation, he nodded with satisfaction: "Is that Zhuzi really in there? How is his condition?"

"His situation is not optimistic. After all, this Eight-Eyed Formation can trap even a demon cultivator at the peak of the Sixth Realm, let alone a weakling?"

The host laughed loudly and said, "Prince, believe me, there will be no problem."

A towering rat rushed out and shouted: "Lord, just take care of your Wanwu Building. Why are you here to join in the fun? That guy Wang Jing'an is full of treasures. He can only let that big stupid elephant enter the formation. It's not obvious. Will you leave all those treasures to your prince?"

The protector at the top of the Sixth Realm, when he first saw the poster setting up the formation here, he thought that this guy had some collusion with Wang Jing'an.

But when I thought that Wang Jing'an rented the formation from Wanwu Building, it was hard to blame the poster, so the protector came out, clasped his hands and said: "Master, we, the Lingxi clan, don't want to compete with your prince for the treasure, we just want it." That Zhuzi’s body.”

The poster shook his sleeves, shook his head and said, "No, that Zhuzi is probably dying. Who knows if you will compete with my prince for treasures after entering the formation?"

The protector is at his wits end and cannot force his way in. After all, the host is also at the peak of the Sixth Realm. If he force his way in, he might offend the other party.

"Fuck you!" the Sky Rat shouted: "We have been chasing all the way here, and seeing that Shuzi is about to be beaten to death, you want to send us away without letting us in? Do you really think this Luanmo City is... Is your family owned by the Shengxiang family?"

With that said, those Sky Rats are about to start fighting with the Holy Elephant Clan.

After finally getting here, how could we give up the treasure on Wang Jing'an?

After all, that kid not only has a ninth-grade Tang Dao, but also a spiritual weapon that can replenish his status many times.

You know, Wang Jing'an had replenished his strength five or six times before, which scared many demon cultivators.

Otherwise, Wang Jing'an would have been beaten to death by them long ago.

Therefore, the Red Horned Tiger, the Six-Winged Firebird, the two princes of the Lingxi Tribe, and the guardians all sided with the Tongtian Rat.

In this formation, they have to advance even if they are not allowed to enter today!

How could a mere poster be able to stop so many demon cultivators?

Seeing that the war was about to break out, the sacred elephant prince was stuck in the middle. He felt that the atmosphere was a bit delicate, so he stepped out and acted as a peacemaker: "Okay, sir, let them go in with me, but I have a condition, my prince." I need that spiritual weapon that can replenish my status.

If you agree to this condition, it will be released. "

Hearing this, the host pretended to hesitate, with a tangled look on his face, and finally nodded reluctantly under the tangled emotions: "For the sake of my prince, as long as you agree to this condition, you can enter the formation to kill that weakling."