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Chapter 253 Millions of Merit

The warm rain of light scattered, and the demons retreated.

The people from Zhennan Pass began all the restoration work. The city gates, magic cannons and other defensive local machinery were greatly damaged and it took a lot of time to repair it.

As for the hero Yang Tian, ​​after killing a demon god, he was brought back to his team by his demon beast companions.

The Zhennan Pass staff also arranged temporary residences and rewards for merit for this group of heroes who supported Zhennan Pass.

"Saint, Lord Paladin!" The tent of the No. 56 Demon Hunting Group of the handsome No. 56 Demon Hunting Group said respectfully as Han Jian, Bai Xiaoxiao and others came.

Han Jian nodded and said, "Well, you are all heroes of the Holy Alliance. Where is your leader Yang Tian? Have you woken up?"

This is a question, with concern.

Yang Tian can actually let the Paladin come to express his condolences.

On the side, Lin Qingqing, who is a pastor, stood up and said, "I am still recovering. If I do this for a long time, I should be able to wake up!"

Yang Tian was over-consuming and she was responsible for everything.

On the side, an old man following Han Kuang looked at Lin Qingqing and praised: "I didn't expect that this demon hunting group would have such a young priest at the level of the sixth level priest!"

Lin Qingqing always thinks something when she looks at the old man wearing a golden priest robe.

He bowed and said, "Thank you for your praise from the Lord!"

The old man was Ling Xiao, the current lord of the Pastor Temple. He was a priest of the ninth-level saint level. At Zhennan Pass, the light rain was performed by him.

"I'm just telling the truth!" Ling Xiao smiled calmly. Yang Tian, ​​he had an impression of the monster he wanted to dig up. After hearing that it was the monster demon he killed, Ling Xiao was incredible.

Regarding the hero, he, the palace master, naturally had to come over to express his feelings.

The eighth-level star demon clan and the moon demon clan who broke into the rear would have unimaginable consequences if Yang Tian had not taken action.

Of course, there is another little hero, all from the Knights Temple.

"Why did this kid become so slim? I remember he was ordinary at the time, Lao Han, are you sure this is that kid?"

Ling Xiao came to Yang Tian's bedside, looked at the handsome blue-haired boy, and said to Han Jian beside him.

"I didn't believe it at the beginning, but he had a demon hunting group badge on his shoulders, and it was also the No. 56 Demon Hunting Group leader badge. How can we not pay attention to this son of light!"

Han Jian said with a smile, and he was also surprised to see Yang Tian’s current appearance.

Han Jian then urged: "Old Ling, don't talk so much, hurry up and take action!"

Ling Xiao nodded, then took action, checked and released a healing technique to Yang Tian.

With the ninth-level saint taking action, Yang Tian's spiritual power quickly filled up, and the excessive consumption was alleviated and restored.

Soon, Yang Tian's eyelids trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the old man who was receiving the priest's skills in front of him, wearing a golden priest's robe. Looking at the very familiarity, Yang Tian murmured: "You are Grandpa Ling, the Lord of the Pastor Temple!"

Ling Xiao nodded and asked in disbelief: "Are you really Yang Tian?"

Yang Tian nodded.

Ling Xiao continued to ask, "Then how did you become like this!"

"This matter is very complicated. One of my elders used a forbidden spell-level secret technique for me, turning my appearance into this way. I am still me, but my appearance has changed!" Yang Tian explained briefly.

Ling Xiao thought something and felt too magical. However, the forbidden spells are divided into high and low. It was just the first time he saw a disguise technique that could change his appearance. He was very curious. Yang Tian’s elder should also be an eighth.

A powerful person above the ninth level.

After all, if you put the treasure of innate spiritual power in the priest temple, you will definitely hold it in your mouth and be afraid of melting it, and hold it in your palm and fall.

"Well, the recovery is almost done!" Ling Xiao asked with concern as he dissipated.

Yang Tian teased: "With Grandpa Ling taking action, it can be said that he is full of energy."

Han Jian, who was standing aside, cursed: "Have you learned to flatter?"

"Grandpa Han, I'll tell the truth," Yang Tian said with a smile.

The ninth-level saint took action, but although he did not fully recover, it was almost the same.

At the ninth level, the spiritual power has reached a certain level. The qualitative changes are like the fourth and fifth levels, and the fifth level begins to liquefy the spiritual power.

Level 5 and Level 6 and Level 6 require the construction of spiritual orifices. Level 9 strong men seem to condense a spiritual pill and form a pill in their bodies.

"Old Han, you are jealous!" Ling Xiao also smiled proudly, said to Han Kai, and turned to Yang Tian to continue poaching, "Yang Tian, ​​what Grandpa Ling said is still effective. If you join the Pastor's Temple, give it to

You are equipped with a full set of epic equipment, you are now at the peak of the sixth level. Within three or five years, you will definitely become a ninth level strongman..."

Han Jian glared at Ling and cursed: "Old Ling, are you shameless!"

On the side, Bai Xiaoxiao and others were not afraid to breathe. The Lord Paladin and the Lord of the Patriarch Temple were actually arguing?

Looking at Yang Tian, ​​he suddenly felt relieved. If the Lord of the Soul Temple knew such a monster summoner, he would definitely give Yang Tian a lot of forbidden spell-level summoning scrolls, such as epic equipment, the supremeness of the Soul Temple

All the spiritual furnaces are equipped with Yang Tian.

"Okay, I'll tell the truth. Boy Yang Tian has such talent. He will be fragrant buns when he goes to that temple!" Ling Xiao then said seriously.

Looking at Yang Tian and the other five people in Yang Tian’s Demon Hunting Group, he said: “Given your outstanding performance, Yang Tian killed a demon god, so this time he rewarded you with 300,000 merit rewards!”

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"Originally, the highest-ranking handsome guy gave me 100,000 merits, but yours is different. Killing a demon god greatly boosted morale and saving hundreds of robes, so it has increased to 300,000 merits.

I have tried my best, otherwise I can still give you 500,000!"

Ling Xiaofeng said lightly, and Yang Tian was extremely shocked.

Just that, will there be 300,000 merits?

The body, magic crystal, and the merits contributed by the demon god are no less than 500,000 merits.

In this way, Yang Tian and his team have achieved millions of achievements in this battle!

"Lord Ling, there is enough!" Bai Xiaoxiao, a wealthy fan, said excitedly.

300,000 yuan, at least you can buy a top-notch legendary equipment, and you can buy one of the merits on hand. As for Yang Tian’s merits, killing the demon god, plus the Star Demon Clan, the Moon Clan, and many

The sixth and seventh level demons also have at least 300,000 meritorious achievements.

Yang Tian’s members were all very satisfied. They earned 300,000 merits just by a mandatory war mission.

"You guys, pay attention to your image!" Yang Tian looked at Bai Xiaoxiao and the others and said with a smile.

Han Jian and Ling Xiao were also Xiaoxiao, if they were the same.

Finally, after leaving a few words of concern, the two left.

After Han Jian and Ling Xiao left, Bai Xiaoxiao took Yang Tian’s token and transferred Yang Tian Gongxun away...

Yang Tian smiled bitterly and said, "Xiaoxiao, I am a wounded person. Can you take care of it?"

"Ten, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, ten thousand, million..." Bai Xiaoxiao did not answer, but counted, then took a deep breath and said, "One hundred and six hundred and nine hundred and eighty o'clock, one hundred and six hundred and eighty o'clock

Merits!"


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