Demon Change the Earth - Chapter 612

“call!”

Ma Liang walked out of the cave and stretched out in the early morning when the smoke was steaming. He felt that he slept to the fullest, and every spiritual factor in his body was full of vitality.

The world in his eyes is a dynamic ultra-high-definition picture, even the dust of the air can be seen clearly.

The city five kilometers away seemed to be right in front of him. With just a move in his heart, he stepped from the physical realm to the spiritual realm, and his figure immediately became brighter.

The shuttle in the spiritual world is only a moment, a flash of thought, and it returns to the material world. When you are on the head of Dali, the process is as simple as breathing.

[Sequence 5: Hualong (Fire), high-level, one of the miracle life talents: spiritual affinity, survival, residency permissions, and shuttle between the two worlds. 】

Soldiers and sequencers patrolling the city wall found him, their eyes became confused as soon as he was about to move.

They rubbed their eyes and shook their heads in confusion. After that, the doubts faded away, as if they had found nothing, what should they do, and let Ma Liang pass by.

[Sequence 5: Hualong (fire), high-level, miraculous life talent two: the magic in the talent silently (neutral), the specialization domain magic instant (fire). 】

Ma Liang jumped, and a firebird took shape in mid-air, the wings of flame spread out, caught his body steadily, and flew towards a direction in the city at low altitude.

Along the way, the invisible force does not roll up a dust, making everyone unable to feel it, even if someone is looking at the sky, he subconsciously ignores him.

[Sequence 5: Hualong (fire), high-level, miracle life talent third: miracle life-level spiritual affinity, specialization (fire). 】

Finding the location of Xiaomiao and Xiaoyin, without disturbing anyone’s landing, the flame bird mount dissipated with the weather.

Ma Liang climbed up the stairs, as if going out for a bend. He glanced left and right on the first floor relaxedly and freely, found the stairs, and with a slight smile, he came to the third floor of the Guest House.

[Sequence 5: Hualong (fire), high-level, miraculous life talent four: Red dragon essence, longevity, non-fatal damage immortality, all attributes red dragon +1 level resistance, tough will, pure spirit, transparent soul . 】

The entire third floor is the residence of Xiao Miao and Xiao Yin. In the entrance hall, two beautiful maids were whispering, their heads leaning through a booklet.

Ma Liang passed by them, opened the door, and walked in quietly.

Li Li guarded outside a room door, listening to the conversation inside.

[Sequence 5: Transforming Dragon (Fire), High-Order, Miracle Life Talent Five: Consciousness Interfering with Reality (Prototype), Influence and Suppression of High-Order Life, Dragon Shape State All talents, attributes, domain power and effects +50% . 】

Li Li noticed something, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and the motion of turning around brought up an afterimage.

In the next moment, her figure was frozen, and there was no one in her sight, but she couldn’t even move a finger. .

In horror, Ma Liang’s figure was outlined in her eyes little by little, and the horror turned into astonishment, “Hush!” Ma Liang put a finger to his lips, blinked, and sounded grinningly.

[[Sequence 5: Transforming Dragon (Fire), High Level, Miracle Life Talent Six: Partner Transformation (Quantity 2), Real Name: Linglong·(Occult Real Name Fu Seal), Miracle Emerald Dragon Larva…]

Xiao Yin was talking about it. After listening to it for a while, his eyes were full of surprises and admiration. When the conversation between the two little girls was over, there was a burst of applause.

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The master bedroom on the third floor of the Dali City Lord’s Mansion.

Fang Ming sat up from the entanglement of the bodies of the two beautiful girls, rubbed the still sore eyes, and glanced at the two girls who were still sleeping.

There are so many trivial things recently. He is not three-headed and six-armed. He is very busy every day. He hasn’t slept peacefully for several days, and there is a string in his heart that is always tense.

The army of fallen people wandering on the border, the legendary body of the black emperor, the condition of the dragon’s lair, the news of the spirit stone, the sudden emergence of official organizations and the doomsday base (Nuwa Project), etc., etc., nothing One does not require full attention.

He already felt that his energy was lacking, and the idea of ​​delegating power emerged in his heart.

But power is a glass of sweet wine, as long as it tastes, few people can give it up.

The Yi Ren next to her was about to wake up, Ruxue’s delicate body trembled, opened her beautiful eyes, lost a bit, and woke up.

Fang Ming waved his hand, and the two girls picked up their clothes and walked back tremblingly.

Look, this is also a derivative of rights.

Fang Ming didn’t get up, and people outside didn’t dare to bother. He picked up the cigarette case beside the bed, lit one, quietly thinking about his thoughts.

Appropriate decentralization is still okay. You can’t do it personally like this. I hope that the practice of strength is still fast, and I must be promoted to Sequence 6 as soon as possible, so I am not afraid that someone can threaten my status.

Recently, the potions and materials of Sequence 7 have become popular, and the sea of ​​consciousness is full of such purchase and transaction news. I don’t know if Dali has it, and I am afraid that someone will be promoted secretly, and then I will be caught off guard.

Rank is the root, everything else is incidental, as the number of casters increases, the powerful force faces a large-scale spread.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

The premise is that you must stand at the top of the pyramid. Once you get squeezed down, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking about it this way, the idea of ​​promotion becomes even more urgent.

Fang Ming was about to get up. Suddenly, the door of the room opened and an ordinary sequencer walked in.

“Who let you in, get out!”

The sequencer was not panicked, he bent over, took out a letter from his arms, and said: “Salute to you, Lord City Lord, I am a messenger.”

Fang Ming’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

This person is a member of the city lord’s mansion guard. It’s just a sequence 9. The path seems to be a lurker. How did he become a messenger and whose messenger?

With a simple move, he let this letterhead fly into his hand, looked at the cover on it, and was slightly taken aback.

“You are from Nuwa base!?”

The messenger leaned back, still expressionless.

Fang Ming took a serious look and opened the letterhead.

After reading the above content quickly, I thought, as expected.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart. Looking at the messenger, there is a sense of scrutiny: “I heard that the official has mastered two brand-new ways, one of which is called [Secret Agent], which can be disguised as any way. It is even more mysterious. It is said that there is no fortress that they can’t enter, and there is no information that can’t be detected!?”

“In front of a spellcaster like you, it’s just a little stronger ants.” The messenger said lightly.

He did not deny it.

Fang Ming’s heart sank.

spy! ?

What is the other way?

How many people in Dali are his associates! ?

“I want to think about it!”, he said to the messenger.

“Of course, you have time.”

“It’s convenient to tell~www.mtlnovel.com~ how many city owners have joined?”

“…A lot!”, the messenger straightened his waist and emphasized his tone, “a lot, a lot!”

“How can I contact you?”

The messenger reported the address of the sea of ​​consciousness.

“I see!” Fang Ming nodded and agreed.

“Then…bye, dear Lord Santos!”

“Goodbye!?” Fang Ming stood up suddenly, “Don’t leave, stay!”

The messenger was silent and slowly lowered his head.

“Come on!”

Fang Ming’s captain of the guard pushed in.

“Take this Mr. Secret Agent down and entertain him.”