Super Dragon Evolution Chapter 1118: Promoted to the second mid-term

Wen Zilong now has almost 20 subordinates of Tier 3.

For these twenty people, all equipped with third-rank weapons, they are equivalent to twenty powerful men with fourth-tier combat effectiveness.

Plus Azeroth, it can kill Tier 4 in seconds.

Although such a power is far from the top ten of Proxima because of its small number, no power dared to provoke them.

Of course, this is just the forces behind Wen Zilong.

On the bright side, there are only him, Azeroth, and one, two, and three.

The rest are temporarily arranged in a dark place.

Actually, Wen Zilong originally had a clever plan to let the guy who resurrected through the body of Larix sylvestris to return to the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect and unify the entire Fallen Sword Sect.

But considering that the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect is also an idiot, it's easy to wear it when you go back.

So I dismissed the idea.

Rather, use it as a killer's key and use it when necessary.

At this time, Wen Zilong directly lived in the hunting league.

That night, Ye Weiyang naturally arranged a banquet to entertain Wen Zilong.

After the dinner, Wen Zilong returned to his room.

There is a maid ready to undress Wen Zilong.

Wen Zilong is still in the mood to tease her sister at this time?

"Brother, I have been tired for a month. I just want to go to bed early. You guys go out first."

The ladies have been tired all day.

I thought I met someone young and energetic tonight, but I didn't know what to endure.

As a result, let them go out to rest so soon.

They all expressed gratitude, and responded: "Yes."

Then he left the room.

However, as soon as they left the room, they were taken to Ye Weiyang.

Ye Weiyang looked cold and asked:

"Why did you come out so early? Didn't you take care of him? Or did you make him angry?"

The maids shook their heads and said:

"Master Wen said he was very tired and wanted to go to bed earlier. Let us leave early and don't disturb him."

Ye Weiyang thought for a moment and said:

"He doesn't look tired at all. It seems that he is not a lecherous person. Young man, it is not easy to do this. If nothing happens, he will become a great weapon in the future."

Where did Ye Weiyang know it, it's not that Wen Zilong is not good at it.

But now he is busy upgrading.

In the room.

Wen Zilong took out the 625 third-order energy batteries from the space capsule.

He knew before that the first-order energy battery can condense 10 energy spars.

I don’t know how much the third-stage energy battery can condense.

Soon, without Wen Zilong's command, the system started to condense.

On the table, a third-order energy battery has condensed many energy spars in a very short time.

Wen Zilong roughly counted them, and there were as many as 1,000.

A third-stage energy battery can condense 1,000 energy spars.

Damn, this is going to be posted!

Soon, 625 third-order energy batteries condensed into 625,000 energy spars.

Together with the more than 500,000 desolate beast souls that Wen Zilong had swallowed before, the total is more than 1.1 million energy spars.

After deducting half of the energy absorbed by the Fire Spirit Sword, there are still more than 550,000 energy spars.

The system alert sound came in my mind:

"551,300 energy spars, can be promoted to the second-tier mid-term, are you immediately promoted?"

Wen Zilong naturally did not hesitate: "Promotion."

Soon, the voice of the system came.

"Promotion complete."

In order to prevent readers from scolding the author Jun Taishui, Wen Zilong did not open the properties interface.

asked in my mind:

"System, how many 10,000 energy spars are needed to advance to the next level?"

The system replied: "1 million."

"Sure enough."

Looking at the 5,1300 energy spars left, Wen Zilong felt a little painful.

The Fire Spirit Sword is placed next to it, every time it absorbs half of the energy spar, it is very difficult to upgrade.

Of course, this "difficulty" is relatively speaking.

Compared to others, it would definitely be considered a speedy one if you were promoted to one level in a month.

It seems that you have to find a good place and throw in the half-fire spirit sword first.

It's best if it is a place that is inaccessible and full of fire energy, like the old Moon God Fire Sea Ring before.

For now, there is no such place in Proxima Centauri.

Wen Zilong can think of stars like the sun.

If you can find a suitable sun-like star, throw the Fire Spirit Sword in.

Take it out after a while, isn't the Fire Spirit Sword really brilliant?

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong began to check it out on the star network.

Actually, there is no need to check.

The most suitable star is of course the star surrounded by all D-class stars.

People here call it the sun.

It wasn't until this time that Wen Zilong knew from the star network that people in almost all sectors called the star closest to their planet the sun.

This is similar to the pronunciation of the word mother in many languages, almost the same.

(After saying so much, in fact, the author is too lazy to think about the name of a star. Also in order to make readers look easy.)

Of course, how to throw the Fire Spirit Sword into the sun is also a problem.

With Wen Zilong's current physical strength, even if he has fire attributes himself.

But the sun is not an ordinary flame.

He can't stand the hot temperature at most when he is 100,000 kilometers away from the sun.

It seems that I still have to improve my strength as soon as possible.

Make your body stronger to get closer to the sun.

However, with the Fire Spirit Sword by his side, it is very troublesome to upgrade his level.

This forms an endless loop.

Wen Zilong felt a bit big head.

Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I won't think about it for the time being.

Tomorrow, I will go to the Tuya headquarters first, and take my dividend for this month first.

There are a lot of dividends this month.

The next day, Wen Zilong just got up.

There was a knock on the door:

"Master Wen, I am the maid Xiaofang. The lord asked me to take care of your daily life."

Wen Zi Long Dao:

"Come in."

Soon, Xiaofang walked in.

He was holding some toiletries in his hand.

To Wenzi Longdao:

"Master Wen, do you want to wash your face now?"

Wen Zilong nodded: "Yeah."

Xiao Fangdao:

"Master Wen, please lie down on the recliner, and I will take care of you."

Wen Zilong nodded.

Can't ask for it.

He lay down on the recliner and closed his eyes.

Xiaofang first wrapped Wen Zilong's neck with a towel to prevent water from flowing into his neck.

Then began to gently wash Wen Zilong's face.

Not only washing the face, but also massaging, promoting blood circulation, refreshing the brain and so on.

After one set, Wen Zilong only felt refreshed and extremely comfortable.

"Xiaofang, did you learn this in the village?"

Xiaofang shook her head:

"I learned this in the hunting league since I was a child."

Wen Zilong was about to say something, at this time, his star brain rang.