Chapter 122 The poor ghost is fearless

   Lao Long fell into nostalgia for the past.

"When the Dragon Clan declined, the Dragon Palace was torn apart, and I was exiled to this **** place by the Jade Emperor because I violated the laws of heaven. Although the time in this place is stagnant or stagnant for the outside world, the life that enters here also needs to eat, drink, and pull. Shit, it will still age. I conquered 12 space corridors at one point, and I am still stuck here..."

  Ao Ji was telling a story that was obviously different from the myth that Wang Hao knew.

   I don't know if this is the cauldron of the parallel world, or something else. Wang Hao doesn't think Lao Long is lying to him, but wonders why a real dragon with such arrogant strength can't handle this world.

   Soon, the old dragon answered.

"At first, I thought that this world is an Asura field where various gods are fighting against each other. As long as you let go of your hands and feet and hit the opposite enemy, you can win the favor of the Jade Emperor and return to the world of the Celestial Empire. In order to kill a powerful Western ice dragon , I did not hesitate to be seriously injured, but in the end, it took me five years to prove myself wrong."

"wrong?"

"Yes! When I dragged my scarred body, I opened the [Quicksand Gate] at the bottom of the city, and after I discovered the top secret of this space, I was only coldly smashed by the word 'evil dragon', and was Called back. So for the next 10,000 years, I became part of the city."

   Top Secret?

  Wang Hao fell into deep thought, obviously Lao Long didn't want to tell, or couldn't tell the secret, he turned to ask: "Accept an apprentice?"

   "Yeah. From time to time, there will be people from the Celestial Dynasty who are exiled or exiled here. If they are lucky, they can come to Quicksand City alive. What I do is teach them some martial arts or skills to increase their chances of leaving this world."

"effective?"

   "Should be, so be it."

"Calculate?"

Lao Long fell into his memories: "The last time was 688 years ago, when I accepted a disciple. He was a smart and charming guy. He learned a lot from me, and then helped a blonde girl successfully leave here. I don't know what happened to him, I at least got what I wanted."

   "Can you say it?"

The    humanoid old dragon shook his head.

   "Senior, since you are here to accept apprentices, can I worship you?"

The old man looked at Wang Hao's Jason Momoa's face, sensed the armor of the abyss hidden under Wang Hao's skin, and shook his head again: "I only have three rules here: not the descendants of Yan and Huang, not the wicked, bring Artists are not accepted."

"I……"

"The first two count as you. But the third one, you can't say anything - even if your soul is a Celestial, your body not only uses the power of Atlantis, but also the sea king over there. The bloodline conflicts with the bloodline of my Dragon Palace."

   The divine light in Wang Hao's eyes dimmed: "It's a pity."

"Yeah! It's a pity. However, I can still help you." The humanoid old dragon stretched out his slender and dry fingers and swiped in the air. Wang Hao suddenly felt a bundle of spiritual thoughts shot into his spiritual sea. With the help of the system Prompt, he saw a lot of skill lists.

  The above are all the martial arts, magic of the Atlantis series, and even arm unlocking services.

  Each item is marked with a price, and the unit of sale is [Salvation Points].

   Amazingly, Wang Hao found that he had 12,306 redemption points.

   "This [redemption point] is..."

"You and your subordinates get it from the fallen who killed. You help other gods to clear the door, and you can also get redemption points recognized by many gods. This is the hard currency of this world. In different gods, It's called differently, from the perspective of the people of the celestial dynasty, you can also call it [merit point]!"

   Wang Hao was shocked.

  The dragons walk clouds and rain to reconcile the heaven and the earth, which can be a merit.

  The way humans eliminate demons can also be meritorious.

   This is a bit of an internal taste.

The old dragon continued: "It's not as simple as you think. When you become stronger, you will know that the redemption point may not save you from this ghost place, but at least it can make the curse on you lighter. When you reach a certain level, To maintain a low curse state, you have to consume a lot of redemption points every moment, and the longer you stay here, the greater the consumption."

   After listening to Lao Long's words, Wang Hao really saw the option of [Curse Reduction] at the end of the list. Just to reduce the curse to a state where only 60% of the attributes are deducted, it would cost 50,000 points.

   Having been in the **** arena for so long, Wang Hao realized the cruelty and competition here. All heroes were sealed and thrown in. Under the slashing of attributes, whoever slashes less has one more chance to win.

  Who wants to fight a bad war when given a choice?

   Even if you know that the advanced level will deduct [Redemption Points] even more, even so, it is still a hope!

  Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a surge of energy, until this moment, he had a feeling of finding an organization.

The old man took out a pipe, picked ashes, and began to puff contentedly: "Little friend, don't blame me for taking your redemption points. Old man, my life is not easy, I will definitely deduct you a little as a tap. But you can trust me. I, at least the goods I have here, are all obtained by me, and there are no other shortcomings except for being expensive."

  Wang Hao quickly scanned back and forth on his retina.

  This old dragon, after so long, I don’t know how many Atlantis powerhouses have been killed. Skills, magic, blood and other things are so complete, people who don't know it think that Ao Ji is the supreme elder of Atlantis or something.

Wang Hao easily found a copy of [XX Lord's Bloodline] worth 10,000 redemption points. It said that it could increase the bloodline strength of the Atlanteans, with a high probability of raising the level of the [Natural King], and it was purified. side effect.

   "Is this thing reliable?" Wang Hao asked.

"The effect is of course reliable. This thing has the same source of blood as yours, and it will not lower your upper limit in the future. The problem is that you rely on this thing to improve your strength. Once you encounter the existence of the same bloodline, you will be discovered and troubled. The Atlanteans are very particular about the purity of their blood. Do you understand?"

   did not answer Lao Long directly, and Wang Hao asked another question: "The flag of this ghost place changes every day, doesn't it?"

   "Hehe! The city head changes the king's flag."

   "Then it'll be fine."

  The Land Abandoned by God is fighting every day. Even if he dominates one side, he will be unable to take care of himself by the new boss who is suddenly dropped from the sky every minute. Don't look at Wang Hao's small hill now, with 3,000 funny subordinates, it's really unfortunate, and being abused is only a matter of one or two rounds.

   He has a very positive attitude, and he is no different from a poor ghost who has nothing.

  Since the poor are crazy, they are naturally not afraid of ghosts.

   "I want this!"

   (end of this chapter)