Room 1306, Xinyuan Hotel.

Wang Cheng opened his eyes.

He took a look at the character template and found that new changes had taken place in one of the skills, which is the introduction to the lower level God authentication.

For a moment, he glanced at the skill point project again, where the remaining skill points were 0.

The oil runs out and the lamp runs dry.

"This secret skill relies entirely on mental stimulation, which can sense each other's mental frequency, Qi and blood movement and star power fluctuation, so as to judge each other's strength... I raised the mental scale to 8 for cultivating swordsmanship, which is a bit higher than that of ordinary martial saints, but I still can only reluctantly urge this secret skill, and only the characters and practices can be detected Limited to the inferior level. "

The king city already knows something about this divine skill in his heart.

If he had 12 skill points in his hand at the moment and pushed the divine skill to the top of all levels in one breath, even the hidden martial Saint would have nowhere to hide in front of him.

At the moment, six days have passed since he got the door god's skill.

"Ding Ling Ling..."

A slight cell phone ring will wake up the King City in meditation.

Wang Cheng glanced at his mobile phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Mr. Wang Cheng. I'm Jiang Daosheng."

The man opposite the phone