Weird, extremely weird.
The ancestor of the ancient god shook his head in confusion, then withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention to Yan Xing, and in a flash, he had penetrated deep into the core of the battlefield.
He is like a firework rising into the sky, and the brilliance will only fade away in an instant. If he were young, he would definitely capture this weird guy and study it carefully. Unfortunately, there is no time left to delay it now.
"Split the sky——"
The ancestor of the ancient god held his hand emptyly, and a wisp of divine light shot from the depths of nothingness, instantly falling on his palm. The light was overflowing, the faint hum of the sword was faint, the sharp energy was hesitant, and it was another piece of mirror related to the mind. The equally famous fairy weapon.
"Old friend, long time no see."
Gently stroking the sword body of Riakong, the ancient god's ancestor looked happy and nostalgic. Suddenly, he returned to the dark ages of chaos and ancient times, when he fought side by side with Riakong.
"How about you fight with me for the last time?"
Groan! !
The sky crackled with excitement and buzzing, and divine light flashed.
"kill--"
Ho ho ho!
Inanimate bodies have no sense at all. They will not stop fighting and let the other party chatter.
Just because it's a long story, it only took a breath for the ancestor of the ancient god to wake up. All the powerful men had just fought, but they were all repulsed, and they were just wasting away their great power.
In a battle of this level, the bright light has obscured everything. With Yan Xing's strength, he can't see anything clearly. Even if he can see it, he can't understand it, and he can't measure the intensity of those attacks.
"I'm just a spectator."
Yan Xing murmured in his heart, reaffirming his position. Just now, the ancient god's ancestor was staring directly at him, and he was a little worried that the other party would make things difficult for him.
Fortunately, the attention of these powerful men is now on those monsters, so they have no time to care about them and will not affect his scavenging plan.
The Fortress of Sighs was driven thousands of kilometers away and was almost approaching the immortal energy barrier. When it landed here, it was also one of the strongest barriers.
Yan Xing looked back and saw that there were still many figures standing on the city wall, most of them were powerful men from all over the world. Such a strong breath of life attracted the surrounding inanimate bodies to gather crazily, like an endless wave, again and again. Slap on the city wall and fight crazily with all the strong men.
Buzz! Buzz!
The ray beams of the pulsar swept over again and again, and large monsters were directly disintegrated before they had time to roar, leaving only the hardest materials in the core, or precious fragments of laws, falling to the ground.
boom!
Ho ho ho——
The giant threw the sacred mountain on his back, killing many ferocious monsters. The surface of the mountain was shimmering with metallic light and extremely hard. Suddenly a rune barrier rose, and a large number of figures came out from the palace and caves. They all had strong auras and muscles. Qiuzha jumped out of the formation and fought with inanimate objects.
The giant roared angrily, raised his hand, took out a huge black hammer from the pulsar, rushed across the earth, and attacked the spherical battlefield in the distance.
After all, he is also a powerful immortal. The injuries he suffered from fighting against the Sigh Fortress have been healed by the black and white divine light of his ancestor. Naturally, he has to contribute to fight with the most powerful monsters instead of hiding behind There was a small fight with a group of juniors in the back.
The flames of war are rising everywhere. Every corner and everyone is fighting for blood. The intention of killing and death covers the sky and the sun, and all the scenes are stained with blood.
"I'm a scavenger."
Yan Xing murmured again in his heart, and took action, turning his body into reality. Before the gamma ray swept across, he had already turned into electromagnetism and escaped for a short distance.
Constantly rotating between the virtual reality, with each change, he can take the opportunity to tear open a dimensional crack and swallow up all the treasures such as precious materials, storage magic weapons, magic weapons, and law fragments that can be seen everywhere on the ground.
"How come this pulsar ray can't tell the difference between us and the enemy?"
Yan Xing was a little puzzled and looked around. Those strong men who rushed out of the fortress and the sacred mountain were obviously affected by the Gama ray, but they were not affected in any way. Only non-living bodies died. He estimated that there was probably some special identification secret, and no one told him without joining the defense of the Fortress of Sighs.
But the problem is not big, it just slightly affects his scavenging efficiency, which is something that can't be helped. When entering the virtual state, he cannot interfere with the outside world, including opening the hell dimension.
Even so, in just a few breaths, he had already gained a lot, especially the law fragments. Because their hard texture was difficult to destroy, most of them were retained, which gave him an advantage.
After all, everyone is red-eyed and no one can guarantee whether they will die suddenly in the next moment. How can they still think about collecting the loot?
If you have a life to pick it up, you are afraid that your life will be useless.
Only Yan Xing, relying on the talent of "Not Here", has no scruples at all. Even if the fragments of the law fall into the mouth of a god-level inanimate body, he dares to take it out.
"The wave of mist is a disaster for all living beings, but for me, it is a great opportunity. In many cases, people's joys and sorrows are not understood..."
Yan Xing's expression was weird and complicated. At every moment, he could obtain a large amount of resources. This should have excited him, and he even couldn't help but laugh to the sky. But looking at the monks who kept falling and dying around him, he was really embarrassed to laugh. The sound comes.
He is really ashamed and deeply ashamed. In this situation, he can only make a fortune in silence, but he will feel uneasy if he makes some excessive actions.
"Sin, sin, I don't want to do this, but throwing these things on the ground and no one wants them is such a waste of natural resources!"
"Besides, I am weak and can't really do anything. The only way to collect these treasures is to make your sacrifice meaningful."
Yan Xing's figure was walking back and forth on the ground. Every step he took would rotate between reality and reality. At the same time, a dimensional crack would open and swallow the items on the ground.
As he murmured in a low voice, his face turned a little red, and Yan Xing himself felt a little embarrassed and ashamed.
"All things are born by me, and all spirits are transformed by me. If they are suffering or suffering, they must be saved. You do not need your power to incarnate and save them..."
"I have heard that at one time the Buddha was in the Traitor Heaven, teaching the Dharma for his mother, and at that time the immeasurable worlds in the ten directions..."
In order to make himself feel at ease, Yan Xing put his palm up in front of his chest with one hand, pinched the Taoist formula with the other hand, and recited the salvation scriptures, hoping that these monks who died in the battle could rest in reincarnation and have a good pregnancy in the next life.
"Taiyi's Sutra of Rescue of the Suffering God" and "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra" are both treasures engraved on the stone tablet of origin. They are different from the practice skills that require various prerequisites. As long as they are recited devoutly, there will be magic. The effect, but how much effect it has is unknown.
Anyway, idle time is idle. Just thinking about it can be regarded as doing something. Picking up the treasure like this makes me feel a lot more at ease.
Buzz!
Yan Xing didn't notice that in the depths of his left eye, the boundless shadow of the hell dimension suddenly appeared. As he continued to recite sutras in his mouth, an invisible attraction spread to the surroundings.
Originally, for those monks who died in battle, a ray of divine soul particles was automatically reduced in dimension, and was about to be sucked into the underworld of the three-dimensional space and time. The attraction that emerged from the hell dimension at this time directly and roughly thrust in, and the divine soul particles were sucked away. It was all swallowed up and stored in the second hell dimension that was about to be born.
This this……
Yan Xing knew nothing about this. If he knew, he would definitely slap himself twice.
Shameless, extremely shameless!
Originally, it was nothing more than taking away the trophies that others had exchanged for their lives. After death, they did not let others live in peace, but swallowed up all the soul particles.
Co-authored, this is going to send everyone to hell! ?
Such a method of salvation was so astonishing that even the Buddha and Taoist masters had to say: "You are really good at playing."
The kind-hearted Yan Xing didn't know anything, and even became more and more enthusiastic. His eyes were pious, and the salvation sutras he recited in his mouth became louder and louder. The sound of Taoism and Sanskrit chants echoed over the battlefield.
So much so that every time a dimensional crack is opened, there is a strange sucking power, which is sucking in soul particles crazily.
Amitabha, the Infinite Lord.
Sin, sin.
Get rich, get rich.
Yan Xing's brows were twitching. He looked at the crazy amount of treasure resources in the dimensional space and piled up like mountains. He really wanted to laugh, but the most basic moral values did not allow him to show joy. He was so panic-stricken that he could only pinch him from time to time. Put the thigh.
"Ahem! What kind of monster is this thing? Why, why is it still lingering and can't be killed..."
Yan Xing, a weirdo, walked freely on the battlefield and ignored all attacks, which naturally attracted the attention of many strong men. They all looked confused and felt extremely confused.
An inanimate humanoid?
Although it is rare, it is not unheard of. Everyone's first reaction is to attribute Yan Xing to some kind of monster. After all, pulsar rays have attacked him countless times.
What's even weirder is that some inanimate objects will also attack the weirdo at certain times.
Weird, really weird.
The battlefield was too chaotic and covered in fog. After all, only a few people noticed Yan Xing. His appearance was not recognized by everyone, especially those forces who had just been transferred to the front line.
"Yan, Yan Xing!?"
In the Fortress of Sighs, there was a towering ancient tree standing on the city wall. Xian Qiuming, who was standing on it, suddenly lost his expression, rubbed his eyes, and looked blankly at Yan Xing deep in the battlefield.
Is this guy really a monster?
Could it be...
Xian Qiu Ming frowned, remembering the absurd speculation from the past. The aura of gods and demons that suddenly appeared in the Black Hill Mountains was inseparable from Yan Xing.
I thought that this Yan Xinghui would be the son of gods and demons.
Now it seems that the speculation can be more bold. Could this punishment be an old monster disguised by gods and demons?
Xian Qiu Ming's thoughts were wandering and had already reached the sky.
