The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1708 The Cemetery in the Sky (192)

Baobai Group, neither Wang Ling nor Wang Ying had heard of this company before, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Wang Ling used his mobile phone to check the business information of this company on the Internet, but found that there was no such company, and he knew it immediately.

It turned out that this is a hidden air company.

Moreover, judging from the internal scale described by the courier boy, this Baobai company seems to have reached a certain scale, and it was not established in a hurry recently. The description is a bit like a company engaged in comprehension chemical engineering.

Regarding that aspect of memory, the courier brother tried his best to answer: "I saw...the huge cemetery..."

"Ranch? Air farming?" Wang Ying and Wang Ling were both taken aback.

"No, it's the tomb of the tomb! In the core area of ​​the company's floating boat, behind an encrypted iron gate, there is a huge sky cemetery, as if digging something."

"Yes! By the way, I remembered! There is a huge skeleton in the central area. It looks like a huge creature, but I can't tell what it is! The tail alone is several feet high, and the nameplate on it is engraved with SCB Special The words of the faction..."

To contain souls?

This answer surprised Wang Ling a little.

Because in the picture of the little corpse, he had already asked Li Xian and Zhang Ziqi to lock up all the sheltered creatures that Wu Xin's ancestor had hidden during his travels in the universe.

Among the strongest ones, except for 096 who became the rabbit in the backyard of Wang Ling's family, 005, 007, and 009, the host creatures of the old factions, have been kept in Wang Tong's eyes so far, unable to move, and they are very cute.

"Go to sleep."

After the cross-examination was almost over, Death Tiandao snapped his fingers, making the courier boy forget everything, and at the same time set the two miserable couples next to him to a timed resurrection state that would automatically resurrect in half an hour.

Of course, if the dead people were resurrected, if this matter leaked out, it would definitely cause an uproar. The death of Tiandao had already ordered a few golden men to come over to deal with the aftermath.

"Tap, tap" to everyone who knows about this matter, so that they will physically forget all memories of this matter.

In addition, for the little girl who was invaded by the thinking plague in this car accident, Death Heaven has also ordered the Heavenly Court to temporarily erase the memory of the poor couple having a daughter.

When the little girl returns later, they will automatically recall it.

After arranging everything, Death Heaven looked at Wang Ling and Wang Ying, and said worriedly: "Lingzhenren, Yingrenren, I don't think this matter is that simple. The old faction and Dao faction's shelter souls have all been taken care of by Lingrenren. Under his control, a new sheltered creature has appeared, which is really a bit weird."

"What do you think?" Wang Ying asked.

Death Tiandao took a deep breath and said: "From the perspective of the whole matter, there are at least three participants in this matter, one is the immortal Xiaoqiang, Bai Zhe, the other is the grave god, and the third is the old man Wuxin." Ancestor. He should not have completely died. There are too many ways for such an ancient person to survive. As long as ancestor Wuxin separates a trace of brain waves before dying, there is a certain probability of survival."

"So you said, this is the Avengers? It's interesting." Wang Ying curled her lips.

He thought of these little powerhouses who had been photographed to death reunited to discuss how to deal with Wang Ling's plan, the ugly appearance made people really feel funny.

"Although the purpose of these three people is not known yet, if they decide to join forces, I think it should not be underestimated. You must not underestimate the enemy." Death Tiandao said.

"No matter how many people there are, what's the use? I can deal with them alone. Killing them is like killing ants." Wang Ying sneered. He didn't take such a coalition army seriously at all, mainly because he was very confident in his own means, and the difference between his combat power and Wang Ling's was not too big, only Wang Tong was missing.

In his opinion, killing these three weak clowns is enough.

"That being said, we still need to figure out their ultimate purpose."

Death Day rationally analyzed: "First of all, what exactly is this Baobai Group doing? Judging from the description of the courier boy, this company is very large and has many employees. It can be established in a short period of time. Done. What the other party is digging in the cemetery behind the iron gate in the core area is also a question."

"Secondly, what are the special faction's sheltered creatures that they are controlling now? I think finding out the sheltered creatures of this special faction is the key."

Death Heaven's analysis is straightforward, and the questions raised above are naturally recognized by Wang Ling, but there is one thing that is beyond Wang Ling's expectation, that is, Death Heaven's analysis of the "Avengers" behind it.

That Bai Zhe...

All the world lines have been erased by him, but they still exist.

Wang Ling used to think that he was the only monster.

But now he found that, in a sense, this lingering Bai Zhe was also a monster.

If it is true this time, we will meet again.

He will definitely find a way to completely erase him, so that there will be no future troubles.

For Wang Ling, the idea now is very clear, that is to find the little girl who was invaded by the thinking plague, Chen Xiaomu.

...

At the same time, on the other side, in the floating boat of Baobai Group, a hidden plan is also quietly going on.

Wang Ming appeared here, but at this moment, he is no longer Wang Ming, his eyes are cloudy, his pupils are scattered into the shape of tentacles, and he has become a puppet of the thinking plague.

He stood in the huge cemetery, and there were countless men in white clothes wearing thick protective clothing using land reclamation shovels, gold brushes and various sophisticated scanning equipment to explore and excavate the site.

"The new special containment creature skeleton SCB0.1598 has been discovered, please seal the team to get ready! The breath of the skeleton fluctuates strongly, and the blasting team is also asked to prepare for explosion protection! Build a barrier! Everyone must act quickly!"

"yes!"

In an instant, dozens of Baibao Group employees replied in unison.

"Subjects of Baobai, you are about to witness a great history that will be remembered by the world!"

The flames shrouded Wang Ming's face, making his cheeks flushed red. He said excitedly with a strong desire for revenge.

Wang Ming miscalculated.

He never thought that his body would be manipulated by him. Although there was the help of Grave God and Bai Zhe, he got a new body and a mind with great development potential.

All he needs is to inject the brainwaves of the divine brain into it, and in time, he will obtain a brain that is more powerful than the divine brain!

Although it's not his style to depend on others, Patriarch Wuxin clearly knew that if he didn't join forces at this moment, he might not be able to deal with that terrible man on earth.

"You three, you wouldn't have thought of it, would you? You pretended to be close to me, and tried to get into Baobai. But I have already calculated this step." Wuxin followed Wang Ming's body and stared in front of him, and was put on the stake. The three of them, Li Xian, Zhang Ziqi and Zhai Yin...

Among them, Li Xian and Zhang Zibao were both seriously injured. Although they didn't feel too much pain, they didn't expect that their plan to enter Baobai would be defeated directly.

At the same time, what they didn't expect was even more.

In this cemetery in the sky, the targets dug by these Baobai employees...

It was a special kind of eternal creature during the primordial chaos.

And they have a loud and domineering name in the long years of history.

Call it a... dragon!