In just half a month, the scale of the God-Slaying Guild reached as many as 6,000 people, and it can be regarded as a large guild in terms of the number of people.

Wang Qiong even spent 30 million to buy a nine-story building from the Heavenly King as the headquarters of the Gods Slaughtering Guild.

You know, that's 30 million real money.

Of course, Wang Qiong is rich now, and he has collected 500 million members alone, of which 300 million have been spent in his own pocket, so he is not short of money at all.

With a population of 6,000, plus this extremely magnificent guild headquarters, the God-Slaying Guild is now in a prosperous world.

Of course, it is a different matter if you talk about strength.

Originally, the original intention of the God-Slaying Guild was different from other guilds.

To put it bluntly, this is just an alliance of supporters of the Gods. Compared with other guilds whose original intentions are for the purpose of cultivation and fighting, the Gods Slaying Guild seems a bit loose and there are no masters who can stand on the stage.

Therefore, the God-Slaying Guild reached such a scale in a short period of time, and it made people willing to pay the fees to join.

This made many people, even many guilds, sneer at it.

"President, you have to trick two masters into coming in. The noise we made is too big and it is already too eye-catching. I guess someone will come to ask for trouble."

The first playboy found Wang Qiong.

Since the establishment of the Guild, he has been busy ahead.

As for the cheap president Wang Qiong, in addition to giving advice, he is mainly responsible for making money.

If it weren't for the first playboy, and their connections and reputation were good, their guild would have long been regarded as a fraud group and exploded.

"These kids are really idle enough. Have you eaten their rice? I set up a guild and care about them?" Wang Qiong was extremely unhappy.

There are many elites in Skynet who have a great sense of superiority and a great sense of justice.

In their eyes, the God-Slaying Guild is to deceive the world and steal reputation, blaspheme the meaning of the Guild's existence, and to defile the sincerity and honor of the way of practice.

"There is no way. Now we are considered to be a big family and have a great career. Many people are jealous and slander us for committing fraud in the name of a butcher." The first playboy was a little bitter.

Although, he had already used the method taught by Wang Qiong to suppress waves of different voices.

But if there is really a master who comes to take the game, he may not be able to hold back.

"Okay, you are using this slander well and you believe it. Then there is no flaw that can be exposed by others." Wang Qiong praised the No. 1 playboy vigorously.

But thinking about it, this is indeed a problem.

Now the God-Slaying Guild is Wang Qiong's money tree. In addition to the large membership fees, there are also considerable investments in the surrounding area every month. He cannot let someone smash this money tree.

"You wait for two days, and I'll find you a master to suppress the situation."

Wang Qiong thought of Ye Mo.

The gentle and cowardly thin boy has been lent to Mr. Fei for a while, and I guess he has been trained almost all. He just took it back to see the effect.

"Master?" The first playboy was curious.

In his eyes, Wang Qiong was similar to him, had no intention of practicing, average strength, and relied on scheming and wisdom to mingle on the Skynet.

What kind of decent masters can such a person find?

The first playboy was still thinking, and Wang Qiong had already walked out of the gate of the God-Slaying Guild.

Now that he is the president of the God-Slaying Guild, he is naturally qualified to challenge the dungeon.

Soon, Wang Qiong came to a forest through the teleportation array.

According to the records of the Eighteen Bronze Man Copy, this piece of sequel is called the White Snake Forest. If you want to challenge, you must trigger the copy here.

"It's really weird." Wang Qiong curled his lips.

Regarding the copy, he has also done some research these days.

Some copies are not enough to say that you want to challenge them, they must meet certain conditions, or even meet specific scenarios or characters.

The discussion area said that most of the copies in the Skynet were designed by His Majesty Qin Emperor himself, and some copies were even created based on His Majesty Qin Emperor's dream.

For example, the more popular Zodiac dungeon.

It is said that this is a copy of the extremely difficult factor in Skynet. It requires challenging twelve levels in succession, defeating the twelve warriors with different styles, wearing golden armor, and finally rescuing the goddess, which is considered to be truly completed.

So far, there are only a handful of people who can complete the copy of the Zodiac.

It is rumored that this is one of the copies that His Majesty Qin Emperor prefers.

In addition, there are also copies of the Seven Colored Gourds, copies of the Forest Bear Brothers, copies of Balabara, etc., all of which are masterpieces of His Majesty Qin Emperor.

To this end, a group of experts and scholars appeared to study these copies specifically to glimpse His Majesty's great thoughts and profound wisdom.

"According to the strategy, I must find a piece of grass first."

Wang Qiong wandered in the White Snake Forest for a long time and finally found a vast grassland.

"I'm so stupid, forget it, let's do it." Wang Qiong was a little helpless.

After all, the Twelve Bronze Man is a hidden copy, so it is difficult to trigger it.

According to the strategy he saw in the discussion area, he had to come to the White Snake Forest, find this grassland, and then run constantly. As he ran, a bald monk would appear to talk to him and trigger the plot.

After completing it, you can truly enter the Twelve Bronze Man dungeons.

Although Wang Qiong felt that this behavior was like a fool, in order to challenge the dungeon and obtain the Nine Yang Yuanling Wood, he could only do it.

call……

He jumped out with a single step, his body shaped like the wind, walking on the grass, running non-stop.

Half an hour has passed!

An hour has passed!

Two hours have passed!

...

"Pain, do you really think I'm a fool? Why haven't you appeared yet?" Wang Qiong cursed in his heart.

The broken copy was designed so rubbish. He ran here like a fool for more than two hours, but failed to trigger the plot. He didn't know how boring the first person to discover the hidden copy was. He ran here for so long.

"By the way, there are lines, Ma De, I forgot to say the lines." Wang Qiong slapped his forehead.

According to the strategy records, he had to chant while running.

"The sunny sky is so beautiful, and the red flowers are green grass. I ran forward happily, and walked all over the green mountains and people are still old!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white figure came, with a handsome appearance, holding a rosary in his hand, his head light like a mirror, and his eyes like a spirit.

"Little brother, the wind is refreshing. How many years have you practiced?"

Wang Qiong glanced at him, his heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, this bald boy has finally arrived, I'm waiting to die.

"Three years!"

"Oh, I'm ashamed! I've only been practicing for twenty years. Unlike little brother, you can steal the sky and change the sun, and you can mix the fish eyes with pearls."

"Bold monster, I can tell at a glance that you are not a human!"

The monk in white suddenly shouted, and made a magic seal with his hands, like golden light, and his divine power was self-sufficient.
Chapter completed!