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

Many warriors burst into an uproar when they saw the group of demon cultivators walking and speaking harshly.

They no longer knew what to say.

The monster clan that usually seemed so majestic, especially the red-horned tiger, was now reduced to a situation where they wanted to run away.

Wang Jing'an said slowly: "Master, why don't you kill them all?"

The poster smiled bitterly: "These two large formations can only kill people, but cannot chase people. They have teleportation type spiritual weapons, so they cannot catch up unless they have a spiritual weapon that seals the space."

Wang Jing'an looked annoyed: "I should have known I would have bought a space-blocking spiritual weapon from your Wuwu Building, but it's a pity that the red-horned tiger escaped. I was thinking how much the pair of red-horned tigers could be sold for."

After the aura of the formation completely dissipated, Wang Jing'an took Li Qingyi inside and said, "Everyone, you all showed up at great risk before. Now that the risk has been lifted, what should be purchased? Which item should be purchased? Feel free to look at the spiritual weapons and take them as you please.”

As soon as he finished speaking, some warriors ran to Wang Jing'an and said ashamedly: "Brother Jing'an, we thought you just left us and ran away. We still hated you in our hearts. I'm sorry."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and stock up. If you're too late, we'll be out of stock." Just when Wang Jing'an finished speaking, countless warriors, as if they were crazy, ran into the position of the formation to kill a large number of demon cultivators.

Although most of the demon cultivators were tricked to death, they still had a lot of spiritual weapons and treasures on them.

And the corpses of some demon cultivators are indeed valuable.

For example, it is used to create spiritual weapons and the like.

"Qingyi, come."

Wang Jing'an walked aside and saw a nice piece of armor, which should be a spiritual weapon such as a fifth-grade armor. He took it and put it on Qing Yi: "It doesn't look right for me to wear. Master, please go back and help me melt this armor." , and then tailor a set of armor for Qing Yi."

Qing Yi is a sword spirit after all. Although he will heal slowly every time he is injured, he needs to spend too much life essence to heal.

Especially when Qing Yi pushed Wang Jing'an more than ten meters away, and then he was killed by the guardian's small formation. Although the last two times of condensation, there was too much life essence that could be consumed.

At this time, high-grade armor that can withstand damage is needed.

"No problem." The host nodded and saw that Wang Jingping was picking out armor-type spiritual weapons and didn't take anything else at all.

Wang Jing'an continued to pick out armor-type spiritual weapons, and finally saw a good long knife, which he brought over for Qing Yi to put on.

The sword Qing Yi used to hold was the afterimage of the Tang Dao. It was a bit awkward to use to kill people, so he needed a weapon that was handy.

On the other hand, the three brothers Wei Guang and Zhang Dahe were picking and choosing, their eyes filled with blazing fire.

"Sixth-grade spear, oh my god! There is indeed meat to eat by following Brother Jing'an!" Zhang Dahe is extremely loyal to spears. With his wealth, he can usually only buy a fourth-grade spear.

If the three brothers pooled their money together, they could barely buy a fifth-grade spear.

But now, Zhang Dahe not only has his own sixth-grade spear, but his second and third brothers have also chosen their favorite spiritual weapons.

"The strong shield I've always wanted to buy is actually at the sixth level! Ahhhhhhhh, this time I bought it for nothing!"

"Brother Jing'an, you're awesome!"

"Follow Brother Jing'an and you will have meat to eat!"

"..."

Compared to before, these warriors now seem to have lost themselves after tasting the benefits.

Wang Jing'an also warned: "All the scales, skeletons and horns on some demon cultivators have been looted. Don't keep them."

At this time.

Various notification sounds kept popping up in Wang Jing'an's mind.

[Detected changes in the wealth value of the host, gained 42.2189 million reputation]

[Detected changes in the wealth value of the host, gained 22.1211 million reputations]

【……】

[Detected changes in the wealth value of the host, gained 912,700 reputation]

This trip allowed Wang Jing'an to buy a lot of goods, and his reputation balance increased from the previous 140 million to 360 million.

With so much reputation, you should be able to accumulate it and draw out the third ability, right?

After an hour-long purchase, it finally came to an end. A large number of warriors could no longer fit their space rings or treasure bags, so they carried a lot of treasures and followed the owner back to the Building of All Things.

The poster and Wang Jing'an were responsible for the aftermath, but at this time they discovered that the six-winged firebird in the distance, which was about to expire, actually came back to life.

"Huh?" Wang Jing'an walked up, preparing to strike again.

"Quack..." The six-winged firebird was frightened when it saw Wang Jing'an holding a knife, and quickly jumped up and begged for mercy: "Brother, spare my life, spare my life..."

"Didn't it die just now?" Wang Jing'an looked at the poster.

The author explained: "This guy is a member of the firebird clan. The flames on their bodies can bring back demons who are on the verge of death. The premise is that they must still breathe their last breath. If they die, the flames cannot bring them back."

"So magical?" Wang Jing'an inexplicably thought of rebirth from the ashes: "How about cutting it down?"

"Quack... Big brother, Brother Wang... don't kill me, I can be your mount!" The six-winged firebird quickly begged for mercy: "By the way, I also know where the holy elephant and the red-horned tiger will stay. Then I can take you to chop down a few of them, especially the red horns of that stupid tiger, which are priceless, much more valuable than me..."

"Hey, being a mount sounds like a good idea." Wang Jing'an was thinking. He seemed to be missing a flying mount now, which would make it much easier to escape or hunt down other monsters in the future.

After thinking for a while, Wang Jing'an asked again: "Can you speak Chinese? I don't like demon cultivators who can't speak Chinese. If they can't, I'll kill them."

"Quack, quack, quack..." The six-winged firebird quickly switched to Chinese to communicate: "Master, master, I can, I can!"

Wang Jing'an and Qing Yi jumped directly on the back of the fire bird: "Lord, go back to the Wanwu Building first."

After saying that, the firebird flew away directly.

The host was left with a confused look on his face: "Damn you little bastard, why don't you take me with you and let me run back by myself?"

…

Everything Building.

After going back, Wang Jing'an remembered a crucial question: "Master, your identity has been exposed without eradicating the root cause. What are your plans next?"

"What plans can I have? I am at the peak of the Sixth Realm after all. Even if my identity is exposed, those demon cultivators can't do anything to me." The poster waved his hand and changed the topic and said: "Let's go back to the dividends from the previous auction. Tonight's auction , a total of 720 million yuan was auctioned, and if the score is 55 points with you, you can get 360 million yuan, and I will open a special bank card for you later that can be used in Ranmo City."

"Okay." After nothing happened, Wang Jing'an returned to Tianzihao room and mentioned his cultivation level before going to bed.

If I had cultivated in the fifth realm tonight, I wouldn't have been chased so miserably.

Moreover, Wang Jing'an didn't want to let go of the group of escaped demon cultivators. He tried to improve his cultivation level and kill them tomorrow.

Wang Jing'an would not be so stupid as to let those monsters recover from their injuries and then come back to kill him. They would kill the weeds without eradicating the roots, and they would grow again with the spring breeze.