Xu Nianchen looked at the man with interest, "News? What kind of news can compare with the points you have." After saying that, he condensed a short blade of mental power and made a move to bring it to fruition.
The man hurriedly told the news to the two of them, not caring about the terms. This was their last chance to participate in the hunting battle, and naturally they didn't want to be eliminated so early.
"We know a holy beast's lair. There is a holy beast equivalent to the peak of the formation realm. Kill it and your points will be enough to rise to the top three in the standings." Being able to defeat the six of them so easily, He had already guessed that Xu Nianchen and Zhou Xinger were at the top of the standings.
"Not only that, there is also a huge amount of gold naturally existing in its lair. If it can be mined, this hunting trip will definitely be worthwhile."
After saying that, the man looked at Xu Nianchen eagerly, expecting him to be moved by the news.
But Xu Nianchen and Zhou Xing'er had calm expressions and seemed not to be interested at all. "A holy beast at the pinnacle of the Formation Realm, do you want us to die?"
The man smiled bitterly and said: "You two are very strong, so you may not be able to fight with them. Moreover, we have observed that for some unknown reason, the holy beast seems to be injured and is in a weak state, with its strength greatly reduced."
Xu Nianchen's eyes met for a moment, "If this is really the case, I can exchange this for your qualification to continue competing."
The man was so surprised that the other five people thanked him profusely and quickly told them the location of the place.
"So, what exactly is that holy beast?"
"That's right, a dragon."
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Watching the six people leaving, Zhou Xing'er said with some hesitation and reluctance: "If you really let them go like this, that's a lot of points."
The corner of Xu Nianchen's mouth raised slightly, "It doesn't matter, there is still a lot of time in the game, just some points. The most important thing is to be honest in life. Didn't your parents teach you?" The one who responded to him was Zhou Xing'er with a big smile. Roll your eyes.
"Okay, let's go to that place and have a look, but be careful, what they say may not be true."
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On the other side, the six people who had just left Xu Nianchen and the two men were walking through the forest.
"Boss, we are so unlucky that we met such a strong player and almost got eliminated," one of them sighed.
"Hmph, they really thought we were so kind and gave away such precious information. The female dragon was indeed injured, but she was also more bloodthirsty and crazy. If they went, they would only die." The man said bitterly.
His words immediately attracted a chorus of approval, and everyone shuddered when thinking of the memory of escaping from the dragon's hands.
Suddenly, a figure appeared on the road in front of them. He was exuding demonic aura, with long black hair hanging over his shoulders. He was holding a death-like scythe, and seemed ready to harvest everyone's lives.
"This person can't be that Mo Wudao, right?" Feeling the demonic thoughts in the other person's body, the name number one on the rankings appeared in everyone's mind. "What's going on today? Why are you so bad?" one of them said with a sad face.
"It doesn't matter, he is only one person, so he is not without the strength to fight." The man in the lead tried to keep calm and try to boost morale.
As soon as he finished speaking, the black figure flashed in front of everyone with lightning speed. The six people condensed their spiritual weapons and attacks to summon the demon Wudao. But those powerful attacks were like hitting cotton wool, sinking into the sea without causing a ripple.
But Mo Wudao just waved the sickle in his hand, and everyone was blown away, unable to parry.
Look at Mo Wudao again, with black and purple light flowing in his hands, walking towards several people step by step.
"With the dark attribute of mystical power, he, he is already in the Formation Formation Realm!"
