Chapter 889: Refugee Gathering ce


    Editor: Henyee Trantions


    Ding!


    “Congrattions on obtaining a chance to synthesize your skills.”


    Ye Li was stunned. Could it be that god-level skills were not the highest?


    “Congrattions to the host for obtaining the divine-level gic talent.”


    Divine-level gic talent?


    Ye Li opened his hand and realized that the white spiritual energy was no longer there. Instead, it was reced by a ck demonic aura.


    He thought that this should be the demonic aura he should have.


    Without thinking too much, Ye Li began to synthesize the Heaven-Severing Sword, Heaven Sword Technique, and Heavenly Demon Fist.


    “Synthesis begins:”


    “10%… 30%… 60%… 100%.”<div>


    “The synthesis is sessful. The three god-level skills have be the S-level skill, the Mysterious Heaven Overlord Demon Sword Technique.”


    An S-level skill?


    Ye Li thought that this was interesting.


    “Congrattions to the host for bing a tier 3 Sky Opener.”


    The system’s voice appeared in Ye Li’s mind again. His luck was simply unparalleled.


    “Congrattions to the host for obtaining a Super Treasure Map.”


    “Well…”


    Ye Li was dumbfounded. What kind of luck was this?


    Without hesitation, Ye Li opened the super treasure map.


    The coordinates appeared in Ye Li’s mind.


    Qiong Ling had returned to the Qiong Qi Royal Family. He had to be stronger. Only then would he have enough strength to have Qiong Ling.


    Then, Ye Li activated Swift Steps and headed towards the coordinates in his mind.


    …


    In the meantime, he asked the Apocalypse Legion to gather zombies again.


    Ye Li arrived at a refugee gathering ce. The refugee gathering ce was filled with refugees from various ces, who were rejected by base cities.


    The refugee gathering ce was much more terrifying than the base city. There were nows here but only thew of the jungle. Every day, people would lose their lives fighting for food here.


    As soon as Ye Li arrived at the street of the refugee gathering ce, he realized that many people were looking at him with ill intentions. Perhaps they thought that he, Ye Li, was a rich man.


    To Ye Li’s anger, the coordinates in Ye Li’s mind disappeared again.


    “Stupid girl, how dare you steal my wallet? I’ll beat you to death!”<div>


    A middle-aged strong man was raising his hand, preparing to p a little girl’s face.


    The little girl’s dirty face was filled with shock. This was the so-called despair.


    Ye Li walked to the middle-aged man’s side. Perhaps sensing Ye Li’s unique aura, he didn’t p the little girl’s face but sized Ye Li up.


    “You, you’re not from the refugee gathering ce, right?” The middle-aged man said to Ye Li.<div>


    “Move aside,” Ye Li said slowly.


    The middle-aged man was stunned. He thought to himself that this hothead must have a lot of money. How dare he still be so arrogant in the refugee gathering ce? He was really courting death.


    “Brat, I’m from Phantom,” the middle-aged man said to Ye Li proudly.


    Ye Li’s face was as calm as water as he looked at the middle-aged man indifferently.


    “If you don’t move, you’re going to die.”


    “What?”


    The middle-aged man was shocked. He never thought that Ye Li would say such words.


    “Brat, you’re ying with fire. You know…”


    The middle-aged man did not finish his sentence, but he could never finish it. There was already a shocking bloody hole on his forehead.


    “The dignity of a demon cannot be trampled on,” Ye Li said slowly.


    Ye Li continued to walk forward.


    The refugees on the street were dumbfounded. They did not notice what was going on at all. How did this middle-aged man die?


    They wondered if it was Ye Li who did it.<div>


    One had to know that the middle-aged man was Phantom’s man!