The dead vision, that wooden fish is his vision.

Willingness: 10 million.

boom!

Tang Yun's body was full of cracks, blood mist spurted out, and he fell to the ground unable to hold his sword. He gasped for breath for a long time, and then quickly recovered with the help of the [Eating] character script.

On the other hand, Kong Nu still had a smile on his lips and a compassionate face, as if he was not affected at all. But the wooden mallet and wooden fish in his hand seemed to turn into little bits of light with the wind, and then disappeared in mid-air.

"At most, kill one more." Tang Yun stumbled to Kong Nu, put his hand on him, and extracted the remaining energy and blood from his body, his face still ugly.

His current body can only carry 15 million willpower at most. If it exceeds 8 million, the character-eating script will be activated at the same time to continuously suppress the collapse of the body. If it exceeds 15 million, it will explode into blood in an instant.

fog.

A huge pressure filled the place, accompanied by a gold-plated demon pestle and ear-splitting shouts: "Kill my monks and slaughter my disciples. The crime is extremely heinous and should be punished..."

"One thousand...three million."

Exit the copy.

Fighting back a splitting headache, Tang Yun slumped on the chair, panting heavily. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and called up the panel to take a look.

Didn't kill him?

It seems that Kong Fury either has strange phenomena or is at the fifth level of strength. It can be seen that the strategy for this dungeon has come to an end for the time being. Thirteen million willpower cannot kill the opponent, and there is no hope anymore.

As his strength increased, some tricks gradually became no longer useful, such as Tang Yun's strategy against the Qingshi Village dungeon, and his later tricks against the Six Evils dungeon.

Strength is the most stable Dinghai Shenzhen, poisoning and other messy things are basically meaningless to warriors at this level.

After looking at the harvest, Tang Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

The three achievements of [All Four Elements], [Thousand Weights of Blue Waves], and [Arhat Formation] are completed, and three skill points are obtained. Kill two bosses, Kukai and Kongyun, and obtain two attribute points.

Spend two skill points to upgrade the heaven-level martial skill of Soul Destruction to the full level, and reserve the remaining one skill point and two attribute points.

Rubbing his forehead, he sighed helplessly: "It's a pity that now they are all killed in the dungeon and cannot be brought into reality at all. Otherwise, after killing so many strong men, my vision will be further strengthened and my strength will be further improved."

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In his calculations, the best order of improvement is to continuously kill strong people to nourish his own vision. This way he can increase his strength and trigger dungeons. He can then use attribute points when certain bottleneck levels are reached.

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At present, I still need martial arts. I can try this in the dungeon.

Let’s take Leiyin Temple as an example. The Leiyin Temple family has great achievements. If they say they don’t have heaven-level martial arts, who would believe it?

Tang Yun has already reached the hometown of Leiyin Temple in the dungeon. Although the real strong men are not in their hometown, at least they still have some heaven-level martial arts to hold down the place.

If he can find out where these things are stored, he can go to the dungeon to steal them, and then he can quietly obtain new heaven-level martial arts.

When it comes to martial arts, the more, the better.

At his current level, even though earth-level martial arts can be understood at a glance, he can definitely understand them if he ponders them over and over again for a period of time.

The number of outstanding martial arts can improve his ability to fight enemies and indirectly improve his actual combat capabilities.

Earth-level martial arts are the main means of attack, while heaven-level martial arts are more of a trump card, a type of trump card, at least for Tang Yun, who is at the sixth level.

After going through all the things in his mind, Tang Yun got up and went out. He was going to visit the forbidden area closest to the capital, where the virtual demon was suppressed, to see if he could trigger the dungeon.

All he can do now is wait. The first move is his move, and he must at least wait for the other players to move.

——

The trouble is so serious that a decision cannot be made overnight, let alone an investigation.

At any time, never underestimate the power of the official. It is like a sophisticated and huge machine. Once it is fully activated, it can be absolutely terrifying.

At the emperor's command, the machine seemed to be pressed on a switch, buzzing and roaring to exert terrifying energy.

It didn't take long, and upon closer inspection, many things came to light.

Although there is still no substantive evidence that can prove that Marquis Guiyi conspired to rebel and joined forces with the sect, various things can be more or less related to him.

If you say this is a coincidence, will anyone believe it?

Tang Yun was also unclear about the relationship. Everyone felt that this was Tang Yun's strategy to divert disaster to the east and strive to protect himself. Its fundamental intention was nothing more than to make the sect and the imperial court quarrel with each other so that there would be no possibility of cooperation.

In this way, Tang Yun could gain the support of the imperial court and not be afraid of being squeezed out and excluded by the sectarian forces that later joined him. He could also continue to target the sectarian forces and move up the ranks.

As for whether Tang Yun is that unpredictable... no one cares.

Everyone's focus was on Gui Yihou. Compared with Tang Yun's selfishness, rebellion and the remnants of the previous dynasty were the most important things.

The emperor looked at the memorial one by one and said calmly: "It's excusable. The ants still live in vain. If it were you here, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as good as Tang Yun."

The top leader of the Zhenwu Pavilion, Governor Chen Xuanye, asked softly: "Your Majesty, how should we handle this matter?"

"What do you think?" The emperor looked up at him.

Chen Xuanye said without hesitation: "It is better to kill the wrong person than to let it go. The current situation is serious, and there is not so much time to find more relevant evidence, but now everything is involved with the involvement of Marquis Guiyi.

Even if he is not conspiring to rebel, he is definitely not innocent. What's more, with his sophisticated methods, preventing us from finding concrete evidence is actually the most normal result."

The emperor did not deny it, but he did not nod either. Instead, he asked him: "So, who do you think should be sent?"

Chen Xuanye's eyelids twitched and he fell into silence.

Although the Marquis of Guiyi is strong, it is sheer nonsense to say that he can resist the imperial court on his own. If the imperial court really wants to kill him, it can just send out a few masters to capture the thieves and capture the king.

The reason for Chen Xuanye's silence is this. It is impossible for the emperor to be unaware of such an obvious fact. In this case, he still asks questions like this. The meaning is intriguing.

With his brain, he naturally turned around quickly and understood what the emperor meant.

The emperor wants to...send Tang Yun.

Of course, he was not sent there to die, but was sent there on inspection, with other experts accompanying him. The purpose was nothing more than to punish Tang Yun a little because his actions made the emperor unhappy.

But as the emperor, he couldn't say these words out loud, which would make him seem a bit petty, so naturally he had to use Chen Xuanye's mouth to say it.

Bite the bullet, Chen Xuanye said: "My subordinates believe that Tang Yun's move is excusable, but cannot be ignored. We might as well take this opportunity to send Tang Yun to Tianhe Prefecture. Maybe there will be new discoveries."

The emperor nodded slightly and said cheerfully: "Yes, it's accurate."

"..."

Chen Xuanye twitched the corner of his mouth, agreed and left quickly. He could bear the blame, and he didn't care if he offended Tang Yun. What's more, with Tang Yun's head, it was easy to figure out the reason behind it, and whether he would resent him or not.

Not necessarily.

A few days later.

With a few fifth-level masters and a fourth-level master by his side, Tang Yun left the capital feeling a little numb.

It was called protection, but in reality there was no lack of surveillance. Tang Yun was in a very unhappy mood, but there was nothing he could do about it. In fact, compared to these, what worried him the most was Marquis Guiyi.

What if the grandson senses something is wrong, or someone secretly reports the news and runs away in advance?

A game of chess.

Three chess players, Tang Yun, Chaoting and Guiyihou, were sitting at the same table.

Now that the first two have fallen into the trap, Marquis Guiyi, who had no reason to maintain his power for so long, was so stupid that he just waited for death. So where did he fall behind?

At this time, an old man with gray hair and a boyish face next to him suddenly asked him with a smile: "Master Tang, should we rest or continue on our way?"

"On our way." Tang Yun said calmly.

These guys are all worshipers of the imperial court. Although they have no official positions, they are very powerful. Perhaps because of the emperor's instructions, they rarely put on airs in front of Tang Yun and are quite polite in their conversations.

Tang Yun suddenly said: "We'd better take a detour and visit the forbidden area."

The old man asked curiously: "But I don't know what the Lord means by this? According to the news, Cai Kangqiu, the Marquis of Guiyi, has been taking a break recently and is still at home."

Tang Yun answered his question casually: "Leiyin Temple has something to do with Yanmo, and the sect has something to do with Marquis Guiyi. There is no guarantee that Marquis Guiyi will not make some small moves in the forbidden area."

The person next to him shook his head and questioned: "There is no concrete evidence that Guiyihou is related to the sect."

"There is no evidence to prove that he has nothing to do with the sect, right?" Tang Yun glanced at him and nodded.

The man frowned, seemed unhappy, snorted and stopped talking.

At first, the old man chuckled and stared at the guy meaningfully: "The emperor ordered us to obey Master Tang's command in everything. Do you want to resist the order?"

"I don't dare." The man's face changed drastically and he was a little panicked.

The old man glanced at him and warned: "Shut up if you can't speak. No one will treat you as a mute."

"Yes, I know I was wrong." The man lowered his head, not daring to even think about making excuses.

"Then, sir, let's go to the forbidden area." The old man looked at Tang Yun and showed a gentle smile.

"Let's go." Tang Yun changed direction and headed towards the forbidden area first.

After rushing around day and night, the group finally arrived at the outskirts of the forbidden area.

Compared to the original Dragon Domain Holy Land, or the lava-filled Thunder Fire Purgatory, or the vast Blood Sea Demonic Abyss, this forbidden land is unexpectedly small.

It is only a hundred feet long to hold it to death, like a tombstone nailed to the ground. Not far away are the masters of the Zhenwu Pavilion, which seems to be surrounded by everyone.

Tang Yun raised his eyebrows in surprise, and subconsciously looked at the 100-foot stone tablet, or rather at the traces of runes carved on the stone tablet, with a hint of gloom rising in his eyebrows.
To be continued...