Ghost Dao was a skill learned by the Death God. Not only were there beginner, intermediate, and advanced levels, but there were also levels.
Each skill was divided into five levels. When it reached level five, it would be at the maximum level. At the same time, the power and range of effect would be greatly increased.
Of course, this was only one aspect. The most important thing was that every time the skill level increased, it would increase a certain amount of Ghost Dao points.
It was the [Ghost] of the six attributes.
[Ghost] was the most important attribute that affected the power of the Ghost Dao.
Death God: Qin Zheng
Title: One of the Four Great Nobles White Emperor
Level
5 Health Points: 800(800
Spiritual Pressure: 580(580
Attack: 8 Defense:6
Ghost: 12 Speed:16
Compared to a minute ago, his Ghost Dao was only 7 points. In an instant, it had increased by 5 points. It had already surpassed both attack and defense and was catching up to his speed.
It had to be said that such a rapid improvement was amazing!
Unfortunately, only the elementary Ghost Dao could increase four levels in one go.
He had spent a great deal of effort researching those high-level ghost paths back then, and it was indeed useful.
Although there were some differences between reality and the game, it was only a matter of time before he could understand the basic ghost path with his previous top-notch experience.
As long as he used his skill points to learn it, he would be able to break through to the maximum level very quickly.
Of course, this was also because Qin Jing had the experience of learning the high-level Ghost Dao. That was why he could use this understanding method to break through. In "Death God," it was normal to start from proficiency and slowly improve.
There were also some fools who wasted precious skill points to level up.
As for the intermediate and high level ghosts, although it was understandable to break through, it would undoubtedly take more time. It was impossible to break through continuously.
It would be laughable if he could barely increase his level by one in a week.
Even though their numbers had increased even more. But it was obviously not worth it. In Death, time was the most important.
The earlier one became stronger, the higher the advantage. The more resources they occupied, the stronger they would be. This was a cycle that no one could change!
It
seemed that after he returned, he would have to upgrade the other Binding Dao when he had time.
At that time, if he used Ghost Dao again, the power should be even stronger than now.
Qin Jing looked away from the attribute panel and made up his mind.
Time passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was already night.
Of course, the so-called blink of an eye was only relative to Qin Jing.
To Ninth Uncle Wen Cai, this was a long and painful process.
He had to squat every hour. He was really about to collapse.
The door was tightly locked. When the marshal walked into the ancestral hall and saw the big hole in the roof, his eyes almost fell out of their sockets.
"What's going on?!"
Could it be that a cannonball fell from the sky and smashed the roof?
"I don't know."
"I don't know." Uncle Jiu and Wen Cai shook their heads at the same time.
"Then you don't know either?" The marshal looked at Qin Jing and reached for his waist.
After all, it was his ancestral hall. With a big hole in it, where would he put his face!
That's why he's unhappy about the contending.
From the moment he entered, he had been very unhappy!
Qin Jing looked at his hand that was reaching for the gun at his waist, but his expression did not change at all.
"What if I said that two hours ago, there was a big red…The bird flew in and broke the roof, believe it or not.”
Qin Jing asked.
Veins bulged out of the marshal's eyes as they throbbed.
Just when everyone thought that he would point his gun at Qin Jing in exasperation and scold Qin Jing for spouting nonsense, the marshal looked at Qin Jing in exasperation."Where is that bird? I must kill it!"
This
guy must be crazy!
Wen Cai's ninth uncle was in disbelief. Did this guy really have a brain?
In fact, he was not crazy, nor was he brainless. It was just that the corpse poison had begun to invade his nerves, affecting his consciousness and brain. If it were a few more days, he would not even be able to walk.
At that time, he could only jump.
Right now, it only affected his logical thinking ability. It wasn't too serious.
"Doushiying, let me ask you, is my dad scary?”
After the three of them spoke in unison, the commander finally believed that the red bird had flown away. He had no choice but to give up the idea of shooting the bird and began to worry about his own safety.
"Not scary, not scary at all.”Ninth Uncle lied very seriously.
However, it didn't seem to be true at all.
"The way you talk makes me feel that it will be very scary.”The marshal was sometimes sober and sometimes depressed, but he understood very well now.
"No, I'm still afraid. I'll go out first.”
The marshal felt that it was definitely not safe for him to stay here, so it was better to go out. He immediately turned around and ran towards the door.
"No, you can't leave. We're relying on you to lure the zombies out.”Ninth Uncle stopped him.
"But…"
"Do you want to be good?" Ninth Uncle asked the last question directly.
"Yes!"
The marshal had nothing to say.
Unless he really wanted to die, he had to leave now.
"Go over." Uncle Nine pointed at the coffin that had fallen to the ground and asked the Great Dragon to hurry over.
The marshal glanced at Ninth Uncle, then stretched out his hand and tiptoed over.
Boom! Boom!
When the coffin was about to close in, one end of the coffin suddenly jumped up, making a loud thud.
"Oh my god!"
The marshal was so nervous that he turned around and ran.
Who cares if he dies or not? Screw him. Damn it.
In short, he was almost scared to death!
"Don't go!" Ninth Uncle grabbed his shoulder.
With a hissing sound, the armband on his shoulder actually fell off, and the marshal ran out.
"Don't let him go, catch him!”
Qin Jing, who was already prepared, would not let him escape. Three steps away, he instantly appeared beside the marshal. He kicked out and blocked the marshal's path.
"Wa ~~"
With a scream, the marshal was sent flying from where he was standing. With a thud, his entire head hit the coffin.
Then, with a thud, the cap on his head rolled out.
The coffin, which had been caught by the rope, shook twice in the air but did not fall down.
The marshal, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes in a daze. He looked at the black leather shoes less than a meter away from his nostrils. He tried his best to look at Qin Jing's hateful face above him. He could not make a sound.
"Tie him up, tie him to a rack, and place him next to the coffin.”
Qin Jing looked at the dizzy marshal at his feet and ordered viciously.
"Alright!" Wen Cai quickly untied the rope on the coffin and walked over quickly.
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