Bug Master In Doomsday

A line of deep black regular script is engraved on the sheepskin scroll:

All the gains will be given when you leave. Infinite Hell will give you far more than so much. There are more opportunities, and the treasure is waiting for you. Your difficulties have passed, and the day to the end is not far away!

"Is it not far from the end?!"

Wang Mang looked at this well-made parchment with deep eyes, and muttered to himself. As soon as the voice fell, the parchment suddenly ignited without wind, and the white surface of the parchment gradually turned into strands of charred black. The ashes!

Just when the parchment was about to burn his fingers, Wang Mang let go. Watching the parchment that had completely disappeared in the breeze and turned to ashes, Wang Mang sighed quietly, not knowing what it was like!

"Let's go, let's go! This second-level space-time still doesn't know what is waiting for us!"

Wang Mang stood up, patted his frightened palm, looked at a mountain covered with pale green vegetation in the distance, frowned and led a group of people forward!

After walking for a while, a deep pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on the flat ground. At the bottom of the pit, a stone monument of more than two meters stood majestically, and the clear and vigorous text on the stone tablet caught everyone's eyes:

Time and space are countless, and only skill is outstanding! After passing this time and space, you will become a top-notch powerhouse, and you will find that in the universe, only ‘skill’ is the true meaning!

Looking at this text, Wang Mang frowned. The word ‘shu’ represents too much! This passage is extremely general and vague. What exactly is the ‘skill’ that exists in time and space? !

"Hello everyone, welcome to my time and space!"

A young man with red lips and white teeth and a sickly white complexion appeared abruptly on the stone tablet. He squatted, holding a thick ancient book in his hand, and a conflicting but strange impression appeared in Wang Mang's mind. in,

Compared with that Liu Rufeng, this person is really similar. Compared with the person in front of him, Liu Rufeng with a handsome face is like a hen trying to imitate a peacock. No matter how you look at it, it loses a bit of Ling Ran's temperament. !

"Excuse me, this lord, who are you?!" Wang Mang looked at his sick skin carefully, and asked in a loud voice in puzzlement.

"I am a white official, the person in charge of the time and space of art. Don't worry. My time and space are very dangerous. As long as you are lucky and have understanding, you won't easily worry about your life!"

Bai Li squatted, looked at Wang Mang with a smile, and then said: "Boy, you are quite capable, I have a companion who has always appreciated taking care of you!"

When Wang Mang heard this, his expression moved, and he asked with some gratitude: "I don't know if Lord Baili can tell his name? I really appreciate the adult who took care of me!"

The official Bai smiled kindly and waved his hand, "This is not good, maybe you will have a chance to see her after you walk through the three layers of time and space!"

After speaking, he also reduced his smile, and said with a slight seriousness: "There is not much gossip, you are ready to choose! Choose your destined ‘skill’!"

"Lord Baili, what exactly is this ‘skill’? Can you tell me more about it?" Wang Mang frowned slightly, and looked up at Baili, his heart was extremely confused about the definition of that technique!

The Bai official glanced at him speechlessly, and said impatiently: "Skill is a skill! According to your human words, it is a certain skill, a certain specialty! Can you understand what I said?"

After he finished speaking, the official Bai opened the ancient book in his hand, looked at Wang Mang, and quickly turned a few pages on the ancient book!