Chapter 667

It must be said that window shopping and shopping are a woman's nature.

When Xu Jingming and Ling Shuang arrived at the mall, it was past 9:00 AM.

By the time they finished picking out gifts and set off for her friend's house, it was already past 11:00.

Of course,

during this period, the wealthy Ling Shuang couldn't avoid buying a large pile of ordinary clothes for herself, or combat suits.

These combat suits were only D-rank or C-rank, and for Ling Shuang, they had no defensive effect at all.

She mainly valued the appearance of the combat suits.

"Last night, the Holy See destroyed several Heaven Fate Sect strongholds.

They also captured several Rank 7 Archbishops; their actions were truly fast."

In the passenger seat, Xu Jingming, who was scrolling through mobile news, was somewhat surprised.

You have to know, back at Demon University,

wanting to find and destroy a Heaven Fate Sect stronghold took at least nearly half a month.

For the Holy See to have this speed was already very astonishing.

"The Holy See originally had collusion with the Heaven Fate Sect.

These few strongholds were highly likely thrown out by the Heaven Fate Sect on purpose to the Holy See to quell the anger of ordinary citizens."

Ling Shuang, who was driving the sports car, snorted coldly.

"That's true."

Thinking about the conduct of the US, Xu Jingming felt this probability was indeed very high.

"By the way, the United Nations is preparing to launch a Peak Ranking function in the virtual world.

Ranking according to the different strengths of psychics, from Rank 1 to Rank 9, a total of nine rankings.

Settled once a month; those high on the rankings can obtain quite a few resource rewards.

Are you going to participate when the time comes?"

Ling Shuang asked.

"We'll see when the time comes, but it's highly probable I won't participate." Xu Jingming shook his head.

"Why?" Ling Shuang asked in confusion.

"Because among Rank 6 psychics, no one is my opponent.

Besides, I still have to go to the wilderness, and I don't have time to rush the rankings."

Xu Jingming replied with a smile, his tone filled with powerful confidence.

"That's true."

Regarding this, Ling Shuang didn't deny it either.

Xu Jingming is indeed powerful; Rank 6 invincible is no lie.

Ling Shuang's friend was the beautiful matron, Bai Sha, whom Xu Jingming had met once before.

After eating a sumptuous lunch at her house, Xu Jingming returned to the villa side.

The entire afternoon, he accompanied Song Song Qiuyun and Jiang Jiang Chu Chu Xuan in the virtual world.

On New Year's Eve, he ate an extremely warm dinner with his aunt's family in the virtual world.

During the period, they also chatted about each other's situations.

Cousin Tang Qi is a sophomore this year, but she has already broken through to Rank 2 lower-stage.

Her cultivation progress is already considered quite good at the psychic university she is at.

Song Song Qiuyun and Jiang Jiang Chu Chu Xuan, the two women, have broken through to Rank 3 upper-stage one after another.

Their strength at the entire Demon University belongs to the level close to the first tier.

And Song Song Qiuyun and Jiang Jiang Chu Chu Xuan, one is a sophomore, one is a junior; it can be said their future is boundless.

Of course, they can't compare to Xu Jingming, who already possesses Rank 8 combat strength; they aren't even in the same dimension......

Spring Festival, the day after New Year's Eve.

In the morning, Xu Jingming accompanied Song Song Qiuyun and Jiang Jiang Chu Chu Xuan, the two women, to shop at the mall in the virtual world.

They bought a large pile of clothes as well as combat suits; these clothes can only be worn in the virtual world.

But the price is about the same as in reality; ordinary psychics wouldn't consider purchasing them at all.

But who told Xu Jingming he just earned a large sum of money? Naturally, he let the two women buy, buy, buy.

In the afternoon.

Xu Jingming put on a set of equipment and entered the wilderness again.

He began to hunt beasts and harvest psychic points.

"The battle has ended; please have each legion and guild retreat inside the city walls, count the casualties, and report the battle losses."

"The battle has ended; please have each legion and guild retreat inside the city walls, count the casualties......"

A month and a half later, April 4th, 6:00 PM.

On the side of the Melbourne West City District city walls, a huge electronic prompt sound rang out continuously.

Outside the city walls, fresh blood had once again dyed the already dark ground a layer of scarlet.

On the ground, corpses could be seen everywhere; there were beasts', and there were humans'.

"Sigh, our squad lost a main combat force; it looks like we have to recruit another teammate."

"Heh heh, you all are still considered lucky; our squad had one dead and one seriously injured; we definitely won't be able to participate in the next battle."

"You all are indeed somewhat miserable; you've already been grinding for so long; if a new teammate joins, it will definitely affect combat strength."

"......"

This time the battle ended, and there were specialized personnel responsible for cleaning up the battlefield.

There were also a large number of Degaka Battle Group squads retreating from the battlefield.

While leaving from the city wall alloy gate, they exchanged information with each other and discussed in low voices.

The front-line battlefield has an extremely high mortality rate.

These Rank 6 and Rank 7 squads had long since made preparations for teammates to sacrifice themselves.

But when a teammate really did sacrifice themselves, they still couldn't help but feel sad.

At this moment, another six-person squad arrived at the alloy gate side.

The auras of all members of this six-person squad were extremely astonishing.

The badges on the left side of their chests were either six-star or seven-star, and the leader of the group even possessed an eight-star badge!

"It's the Blood Blade Squad!"

"They've also retreated."

"Tsk tsk, worthy of being an elite-level master squad; they are still unscathed."

"......"

Many psychics around cast envious gazes one after another.

If one could join such a squad, the survival rate on the battlefield would definitely be greatly increased.

In the squad, the youth Xize, who had only joined the Blood Blade Squad for two months,

after feeling the reverent gazes around him, couldn't help but straighten his waist, his expression extremely proud.

"How is it? Joining our squad, not bad, right?"

In the Blood Blade Squad, a burly man asked with a laugh.

"Indeed not bad; with you big brothers here, my mortality rate on the battlefield has been greatly reduced."

The youth Xize replied with a smile.

"That's of course; otherwise, why would so many Rank 7 masters choose to act in squads."

The burly man said proudly.

It was only because Xize had an extraordinary background.

Otherwise, just based on his six-star master strength, he wouldn't be able to join their kind of elite-level master squad at all.

"Speaking of which, back when I was doing the strength certification,

I once invited someone to join our Blood Blade Squad with me, but was rejected."

Xize shook his head, "He passed the seven-star master certification; his strength was still considered quite good.

It's just a pity, he was too arrogant and obsessed with acting alone."

"The power of a team is the strongest; every year there are such arrogant fools.

Later, after being beaten by the battlefield, either they are killed in action directly.

Or they realize their own inadequacies and choose to join a squad."

The burly man replied indifferently.

"There are also some powerhouses who have made a name for themselves and have always acted as lone wolves."

The eight-star master captain, who had the nickname 'Blood Blade', added with a smile.

"There are indeed, but such people are too rare; in our Degaka Battle Group, there won't be more than five."

The burly man shook his head.

As they were talking, Xize suddenly noticed a familiar figure appearing ahead.

"Eh, sure enough, speak of the devil."

Xize introduced to the few people of the Blood Blade Squad with a smile: "Look, that is the person who once rejected me, Zhou Chu Xuan."

The few people of the Blood Blade Squad looked in the direction Xize was pointing.

They saw a man walking back from the battlefield outside the alloy gate.

This man looked to be about thirty years old, with a rugged appearance.

He wore a black combat suit, looking low-key and mysterious.

On his back was a ferocious, thick, long spear, and the spear blade was covered in bloodstains.

It seemed to be telling of the many beasts he had beheaded in that battle just now.

He was tall and sturdy, and as his gaze swept across, it vaguely carried a hint of oppressive force.

"Hmm? You're talking about him?"

The few people of the Blood Blade Squad all revealed expressions of surprise.

"Why? Is there a problem?" Xize asked in confusion.

"Xize, the number of times you've come to the front-line battlefield isn't many, so it's normal you don't know."

The burly man explained with emotion, "This Zhou Chu Xuan's strength is extremely powerful; every time he appears on the front-line battlefield,

his individual kill count even compares to a three-person squad!

His fire-type psychic ability power is extremely fierce; in just over two months, he has already obtained the nickname 'Flame Emperor'."