War is the fastest way to accumulate wealth, bar none.
Cool! So cool!
Yan Xing was so happy that he killed thousands of extraordinary monks and a large number of stored magic weapons, all of which were in his pocket.
He has begun to look forward to seeing how many training resources can be released, but he can't hold out too much hope. After all, they are all cannon fodder. Not surprisingly, most of them are poor.
"locking--"
The golden-robed ghost held the heavy sniper rifle high, and the nuclear bullets had been loaded. He did not need any special aiming equipment, it was only a few hundred miles away. His eyes were better than anything else.
The emerald green child's hole is made up of tens of thousands of compound eyes. His sight spans the void, but it does not focus on Yan Xing, but on a little guy in the grave surrounding his battlefield. All his killing intent is focused on this person. On the body, he subjectively ignored Yan Xing, and only used the peripheral vision of a compound eye to cover the general area where Yan Xing was.
The monk's spiritual sense is extremely sharp. If he targets Yan Xing, the other party will be able to detect it before he even shoots.
And if the crisis comes from the impact of an attack, then Yan Xing will theoretically not be able to sense it before the nuclear bomb explodes. In addition, the killing radius is a hundred kilometers, so it makes little difference who is targeted.
"kill!
The madman in the golden robe didn't care whether it would affect his friends, so he directly and decisively pulled the trigger.
boom!
A mysterious wave erupted from the silver-white gun muzzle, twisting and tearing apart the void. The nuclear bullet came out of the barrel, sank into the cracks in space, and escaped into the dimensional interlayer.
The next moment, the bullet appeared directly and strangely in the body of the tomb boy. Because the bullet was too big, the chest bulged high.
This little guy's strength is too low. No matter the law field or the life force field, he can't isolate the space tear from the nuclear sniper rifle, and directly drives the bullet into the body.
What a miserable word.
"ah--"
Yan Xing raised his eyebrows and felt something. He turned back to look at the guy with a painful face. He was too close, less than 500 meters away.
The ghost in golden robe is worried too much.
Yan Xing's intuition is indeed very strong, and he will respond to many key events on a whim, and he is accurate every time, but he is relatively slow to respond to the sense of crisis.
There was no way, essentially, he couldn't die at all.
What about crisis sensing?
Rumble——
A sun with a radius of 100 kilometers appeared out of thin air on the battlefield. Its core temperature reached 200 million degrees Celsius. All tangible objects were instantly evaporated.
"Forbidden weapon?"
This kind of destructive wave is so special that it has caused many beings to frown, but they are not too surprised. It has long been known to everyone that these lawless evil forces can obtain the technological creations of the Mechanical God Kingdom.
"Haha, you are like a dog. If you make me feel uncomfortable, I will kill you even if I pay a price that is not worth it!"
The golden-robed ghost had a stern look on his face and was extremely happy in his heart. Yes, in his opinion, the value of punishment was far lower than that of a nuclear bomb.
There are only five of these in total, and every time it is fired, it causes great damage to the gun body, and it is completely scrapped after five rounds.
"You bitch, who are you calling a dog?"
"What!?"
The golden-robed ghost looked stunned. He looked back and saw Yan Xing appearing behind him intact. Not to mention his injuries, even his clothes were spotless.
"Why, how could it be possible? Why didn't you die?"
"Go back and ask your mother!"
Yan Xing burst into action, caught the slightest flaw in the gold-robed ghost envoy's shock, and used the strongest blow under normal conditions.
The Gravity Dragon Fist, the field of blessing laws, aura energy, hell fire, the superposition of layers of destructive power, extremely violent.
"Such a powerful mote realm?"
The golden-robed ghost envoy looked surprised. Even though he had lost all opportunities, he still arrived first. He turned slightly sideways and directly broke away from the gravitational field, allowing Yan Xing to hit the air with all his strength.
Rumble——
The extremely dazzling pillar of destruction light ejected from the fist, and the towering Grand Canyon and the cliffs directly vaporized, and the aftermath spread, tearing open a huge crack in the ground that extended to the end of the sight.
"It's weird, weird, it's so weak, but it can withstand nuclear damage..."
Above the Divine Tibetan Realm?
Yan Xing's eyes flashed slightly. He could at most cross one big realm and kill the Sumeru realm, or the weaker Shen Zang realm. This man in gold robe was obviously neither of the two. Even if he had not stepped into the universe, he had reached the perfection of Shen Zang.
He originally thought that this wretched guy was hiding in the dark and using technological artifacts to attack, and he was probably not very strong. It seemed that he had made a miscalculation.
"Yan Xing, don't mess around."
boom!
A figure came out of the sky and stood in front of Yan Xing, with a look of helplessness in his eyes. As expected, these evil geniuses were all willful and reckless.
but.
He raised his eyes and looked at the huge crack in the ground in the distance. Its surface had all been melted by the high temperature. Was this what his grandma could do in the fine dust realm?
No wonder, Grand Elder Sikong recommended this boy despite all opinions. With such illegal strength, he might really be able to compete with the Holy Land...
"Have you forgotten what Deacon Xian said?"
"Uh, sorry, I'm leaving now."
Yan Xing cupped his hands and without even looking at the golden-robed ghost, his figure flickered and left in the air.
"hateful!"
The golden-robed ghost envoy was extremely angry. He already knew that he had missed the best opportunity and would definitely be targeted by the strong men on the opposite side from now on. He could not figure out why the nuclear sniper rifle failed.
nuclear……
Um! ?
The golden-robed ghost's expression froze, and he looked down. The silver-white sniper rifle that he had put aside just now had disappeared in a moment of distraction.
Where's my nuclear sniper rifle! ?
Such a big one, it was there just now!
"what's on your mind?"
Rumble——
Deep in the canyon, the horrific aftermath of the battle surged in all directions, causing the ground to shake and the sky to tremble.
"Picking up a piece of rag can be considered a breath of relief."
Yan Xing glanced at the big gun in the hell dimension and felt much more comfortable. When he was attacking just now, he quietly opened an entrance to the hell dimension and swallowed the silver-white sniper rifle at the feet of the golden-robed man.
The scariest thing about the nuclear sniper rifle is not its lethality, but its ability to tear through the void, causing bullets to appear directly next to the enemy out of thin air, making it difficult to defend against.
It is also true that after the nuclear sniper rifle is used, the gun body will be surrounded by chaotic spatial fluctuations for a quarter of an hour. It cannot be stored as a magic weapon, so it will be put aside by the golden robed ghost to let Yan Xing Picked up a leak.
The hell dimension is not a magic weapon, it is a small world created by talent.
Yan Xing's perception spread, and everyone was already going crazy as they looked at the intense battlefield.
"I need more efficient means of killing to fight for the spoils."
Yan Xing's eyebrows darkened, and as soon as he thought about it, except for his head and heart, all the flesh and blood in his body began to squirm.
"Secret Technique: Thousands of Incarnations!"
Buzz!
The physical body began to collapse, disintegrate, and reconstruct from the particle level. In the blink of an eye, Yan Xing's tall body obviously lost a lot of weight.
Under the robe, there was only a crystal-clear skeleton engraved with law patterns. The heart in the chest was still beating, and there was a living head on top, which was extremely weird.
I saw tiny little people the size of a finger floating in the void in front of Yan Xing, lifelike and vivid, exactly the same as his appearance.
"Go ahead and kill as much as you like!"
Bah--
Thousands of villains, carrying out orders and prohibitions, held their palms empty at the same time, pulled out a blazing holy sword the size of a toothpick from the palm of their left hand, and their figures flickered and disappeared.
"Ahhh!"
"What the hell is this!?"
"Thumb man?"
Locusts pass through the border, coming and going without a trace. Their small bodies contain terrifying power. It is no problem to challenge the minions in the Lingxuan realm.
Yan Xing lost his flesh and blood, which was equivalent to dispersing the power of his physical body. Only a heart and a star vortex formed by his spiritual orifice were left in his skeleton.
His strength is too strong. Killing those in the dust realm and below is like chopping melons and vegetables. Most of his power is wasted. And the efficiency of killing those above the Sumeru realm is too slow.
Therefore, dividing the flesh-and-blood villains can greatly improve the killing efficiency and utilize every bit of power.
This secret technique comes from [Return of Life], and the talent increases with the improvement of strength. It was originally just a control at the cellular level, but it has been upgraded to the particle level. He can accurately control every particle of flesh and blood in the body, and his consciousness connected to it.
"I myself cannot be idle."
Yan Xing's skeletal palm clenched the Evil-killing Holy Sword. Every time his heart beat under his robe, the Xingxuan Realm rotated in a circle, giving him powerful power every moment. Even if he lost all his flesh and blood, he could not deal with it. In the dust realm, it was also a one-sided massacre.
God-level skeleton warrior!
This extraordinary battle lasted for three days, and the land with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was turned into pitch black charcoal.
As a section of the tower fell from the void, Xian Qiuming returned, holding the head of Lun Lu who was still staring at death in his hand, and the battle began to become one-sided.
Half an hour later, all the stubborn enemies were wiped out. Only a small number of cunning guys sensed something was wrong in advance and escaped quietly.
Huhu——
On top of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, there were numerous figures, all breathing heavily.
"I-we won?"
It's a bit unbelievable. After all, they defeated the small with more. Of course, this refers to the low-level level. In terms of high-end combat power, Feixian Caotian is naturally better, otherwise they would have won nothing.
Buzz!
Xuanqing Shenzhou completed the load buffering, the particles that made up the main substance became stable, the energy was replenished, and the divine light began to bloom again.
You can escape at the speed of light again.
As everyone boarded the deck, the Xuanqing Shenzhou began to accelerate. After breaking through the space and entering the dimensional mezzanine, the group breathed a sigh of relief and sat down cross-legged with tired expressions.
Among all the people, including the elders and deacons, only Yan Xing behaved the most calmly and calmly. He had no injuries on his body, his clothes were spotless, and he did not shed a drop of sweat.
"You, you guy..."
"Ahem!"
Xiantong looked at Yan Xing with a look of reluctance. His emotions aroused injuries in his body and he kept coughing.
In order to win, he worked so hard that he overloaded his immortal body several times and killed everyone.
But……
Everyone looked at Yan Xing, with strange colors rolling in their eyes, and the shock in their hearts was no less than that of Xiantong.
Yan Xing's performance in this battle was really impressive. Fully half of those low-level monks died in his hands.
"I lost."
Fairy boy's expression darkened, willing to admit defeat. He took a jade box from the old man behind him and handed it to Yan Xing.
"The ten sources are all rare-level laws."
"Accepted."
Yan Xing slightly raised his hand and took the jade box, a smile appeared on his face.
This fairy boy is really upright, and he is indeed extremely rich. According to their verbal agreement, he can't say anything if he is given ten ordinary sources.
No matter what, he made a lot of money again. Ten rare sources were enough to increase his strength by 50%.
"Yes, you are indeed the proud ones of heaven, able to survive in such a chaotic battlefield."
"Congratulations, you passed the test."
Xian Qiuming stood up slowly and looked around. Their casualties were not small. Their number had been reduced by one-third, including the most powerful deacons and elders.
Fortunately, the most important little guys are still alive.
test?
Raymond, Quinn, Xiantong, Zang Wu, Wang Baoer and others all frowned upon hearing this.
Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly thinking that it was indeed the case. This trip was not just about transporting immortal blood.
Taking these "burdens" with them has another purpose.
