After experiencing the battle in the Jungle, Ling Qingfeng vaguely felt that he had found the rhythm of fighting with the summoner, and his demon soldier summoned beast began to show unusual abilities.

After choosing an uninhabited wilderness, Ling Qingfeng once again summoned the poisonous spider king.

After several battles, this spider king, which was larger than a buffalo, looked somewhat obvious from the previous one.

First of all, its eight arthropods, and the joints became significantly thicker. Ling Qingfeng tapped it with a scabbard twice, and it made a sound of metal and iron clashing.

The Spider King seemed to raise his claws a little impatiently, probably because it was itchy when he hit it! It obediently extended a pair of jaws to Ling Qingfeng.

The pair of big jaws, flashing with cold light, looked harder than the arthropods, as if they could crush everything that reached into this big mouth.

The spider sac is stirring rhythmically, not only a large amount of spider silk is produced, but also highly poisonous.

Ling Qingfeng did not intend to try the poison, but instead gave the Spider King a command to demonstrate his skills in his mind.

The Spider King was originally stupid, but after receiving this command, he suddenly bounced into the air with his eight legs.

An amazing strange thing happened. The spider king weighing a thousand pounds actually floated in the air. He stopped for four seconds before he fell back to the ground with a loud bang.

Then, the Spider King opened his jaws and spit out a snow-white and crystal spider silk like lightning.

The long spider silk stuck to a small tree ten meters away. The poor little tree quickly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, which showed the toxicity on the spider silk.

However, the Spider King did not end its performance, but instead leaned down on the ground with a bang and drilled into the soil.

Two seconds later, the withered tree was pushed to the sky with a bang. The Spider King dived from the ground to the tree and uprooted it.

After the series of movements were completed, the poisonous spider king shook his eight long legs proudly and returned to his master.

Ling Qingfeng finally understood this time. He had never understood before. What is the difference between the magic weapon summoned beast and the god summoned beast.

Now I understand! The demon soldiers summoned beasts can eat. After it eats, they can absorb the abilities of other summoned beasts, such as the short-term floating ability just now. It is the ability of the blue bird and beast of the ghost grandma. Ling Qingfeng was so scared that he almost thought that this dazed spider had become a powerful man in the heavenly level, and later the earth-dragon essence gold beast that was swallowed by it.

If this speed continues, the poisonous spider king will become stronger and stronger. I just don’t know whether its devouring ability is unique to the magic weapon summoning beasts, or whether it is given to it by the mad scientists on earth. Ling Qingfeng even suspected that if he lets it continue to eat like this, maybe it will break through and advance soon.

After nine days of long journey, Ling Qingfeng finally arrived at the capital of the Huoluo Kingdom.

The majestic city in front of you is the capital of the Huo Kingdom. Looking around, the green walls of the outer city are more than fifteen feet high, with a heavy and vicissitudes and no edges at all. It seems that after a long period of time, it is still unmoved.

Outside the city wall are hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land, full of golden yellow. Whenever the wind blows the wheat waves, it makes a rustling sound. It is also pleasant to hear the richness of the capital.

Ling Qingfeng was walking through Xuankong Gate on the north side of the city wall. The city gate was ten feet high. I don’t know what material the two gates were made of, they were huge but not bulky. They were hard and had a metallic luster.

With the caravan entering the city early in the morning, Ling Qingfeng entered Shangjing City and was immediately attracted by the prosperity of the street market.

This is just dawn, but the streets in Shangjing are already crowded with people. The shops on both sides of the street are all open, and the rows of vendors on the roadside are endless. This lively and energetic atmosphere can be described as cooking oil in flames.

Ling Qingfeng walked on the street market and saw that the pedestrians passing by were mostly dressed in bright clothes, everyone was full of energy and full of vitality.

When those pedestrians in the street market saw Ling Qingfeng, they all looked at him in surprise.

Because although this young man was dressed in rags, he was walking with a dragon and tiger stride, and he had a powerful aura on his body, which made people dare not underestimate him.

Ling Qingfeng walked to a noodle stall, threw a handful of copper coins, asked for a bowl of hot noodle soup, and took it into his stomach in a few seconds. He asked the boss about the direction of the General Office of the Shenguan Camp, and strode away.

The God-Catcher Camp is a famous place in Shangjing City, and is well known to everyone. All major cases in Huoluo are handled by the God-Catcher Camp. With the existence of the God-Catcher Camp, the traitors are frightened and the people are safe.

The headquarters of the Shenguan Camp is much more grand than the station in the Stone City. There are two large stone lions more than ten feet tall in front of the gate, symbolizing majesty and dignity. The vermilion gate and the green stone steps are high above, which is daunting.

Looking at this red door, Ling Qingfeng suddenly thought of a slang word from the earth world. Six yamen open south, don’t come in if you have any reason or not.

After thinking about it, Ling Qingfeng calmly stepped on the dozens of green steps and walked towards the rich door.

"Who are you? Don't trespass the gate of the God-Catcher Camp and complain to go to the side door in the south!" The guard at the door shouted sternly.

Ling Qingfeng raised his head and replied calmly: "I am here to complete the God of Captain Assessment. My alternate order has been sent here a few days ago!"

Hearing that he was here to take the imperial examination, the guard said with a oh and said softly: "The side door to the east is our own people. You go in from there and find a doorman, and they will take you to the assessment."

Ling Qingfeng bowed and thanked him, turned around and walked eastward.

The guard behind him looked at his back and muttered carefully to his companions, "It's such a strange thing. Are the candidates and geniuses all the rich young men? Why are they so poor? I don't even have the nerve to ask for rewards. You said he wasn't trying to make fun of us on purpose, right?"

Another guard shook his head and replied with contempt, "Bad! He is so poor! Although we guard the gate, we also came from the God Captain Camp. Why don't you have such a little bit of eyesight?"

Ling Qingfeng did not hear the conversation between the two gate guards, but walked to the east gate.

As soon as I entered the door, I was indeed stopped by the doorman.

"Hey! That boy, who are you looking for? It's a technical job to recognize relatives from the God-Catching Camp. Have you figured it out?"

The concierge of the Shenguan Camp was a chubby old man, covered in white and fat, and he looked like he was used to being pampered.

Ling Qingfeng didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words, but followed his own routine and said the purpose of the matter again.

"Oh? Are you a candidate for the genius? You are like this? Haha! Do you have a certificate?" The fat old man in the concierge changed his face three times in a row, and he was extremely good at acting.

Ling Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged, but he seemed to smell an unusual smell. There is something in his words! Could it be that the candidate for the God-Stealing Captain has a template?

"My qualification for a divine arrest was sent back from the stone. It should have arrived a few days ago. My name is Aman!" Ling Qingfeng said lightly.

Anyway, the fake ones cannot be true, and the real ones cannot be false. He is not afraid of anything.

"What? Stone City? Are you the ancient sword tribe Aman who broke the unannounced case of the Young Marshal's Mansion?" When the old man heard the three words Stone City, the fat on his face shivered again and changed his color.

"Well, it was my case that I solved! Can I go in now?" Ling Qingfeng asked.

The fat old man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, reached out to point ahead, and said with a smile: "Turn left in front, there are people queuing over there! Just sign up at the window! Little brother, walk slowly!"

This old man was arrogant at first and respectful at the same time. It was obvious that he had heard of Aman's achievements. Being able to solve the unsolved case of the Young Marshal's Mansion was his ability and dared to go against the Young Marshal Yang Guangzhen. That was courageous and capable person. He was always easily respected.

Ling Qingfeng didn't say much to him and walked directly in the direction he pointed.

Pass through the square paved with bluestone, turn left to the other side of the hall.

A team appeared in front of Ling Qingfeng. The number was not large. There were more than a dozen or twenty people, waiting for the inspection at the door ahead.

When he got closer, Ling Qingfeng asked casually, "Is this a place to receive the qualification of a god-captain?"

The man he asked looked up and down a few times, waved his hand with disgust and said, "Where did you get involved in beggars? This place is not something you can stay in. Be careful that the captains will catch you in a difficult prison!"

Ling Qingfeng was suddenly a little annoyed. I crossed mountains and ridges and rushed to the Shenguan Camp for thousands of miles, but I was regarded as a beggar. What kind of bird thing is this!

After looking closely, I found that the people who were queuing in front of him were all dressed in bright clothes, and they were disciples of wealthy families, including many fat people with big ears. Unfortunately, none of them had the cultivation of the secret realm of magical powers and some of them would be panting after standing for a while. Will these people be candidates for the divine capture like him? Ling Qingfeng really found it difficult to believe his eyes.

"What? You are not convinced by the name of Huazi, right? Do you want to reach the top in one step? I kindly advise you, but you shook your face and showed it to your master?" The person asked by Ling Qingfeng said angrily.

This man was a fat man covered in silk and satin, white and fat, like a fat maggot, and was invisible to his eyes.

Ling Qingfeng frowned slightly, and when he reached out, he pulled the man up and threw him to the ground like a turtle with a shell overturned.

"Oh! The beggar hits people! Come on, someone! Take him down! It hurts so much!" The fat man let out a tragic howl on the ground like a pig, which was extremely unheard.

The people in the front turned around and saw someone fighting, and even applauded.

"I'm thinking it's boring to queue up! Hit, hit quickly! I'm good at it, I'm rewarding!" Someone laughed loudly.

Ling Qingfeng frowned again, and he decided to ignore these big rat-like people and go directly to sign up.

So, under everyone's gaze, Ling Qingfeng walked straight forward and walked to the door to register. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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