The fifth-level strong men died, and the expressions of many strong men on the ancient wilderness side changed drastically. Looking at the Qingyang Shenting camp, all the monks looked excited.
"So what if you're on the fifth level, you're going to die the same way today!"
"Haha, I will be able to tell people in the future that I once surpassed the ranks and killed a fifth-level strong man!"
"Brothers, make a name for yourself today, kill——"
Some people laughed wildly, but there were tears of blood in their eyes. In order to kill this fifth-level strong man, they paid too much.
But no matter what, the fall of the fifth level today shows that the strong ones at this level are not invincible.
"Kill, the little Qingyang Realm dares to invade the ancient wilderness, let them never come back today!"
The middle-aged man with a fifth-level real person expression looked furious, especially when he saw a strong man of the same level die, the palpitations in his heart instantly turned into overwhelming anger.
When will a real-life strong person be afraid of some ants that have not even transformed into dragons?
"boom!"
Terrifying power burst out from his body, and Bai Jianyuan's fist was so powerful that he killed a third-level internal organs refining monk on the spot.
He is an elder of Tianyang Holy Land, and his strength is much stronger than that of monks of the same level.
The fifth-level man who fell just now was just a strong casual cultivator. How could he be compared with the elders of the Holy Land?
However.
Bai Jianyuan's powerful burst of strength did not make other monks fear him. The worst he could do was die.
The monks who can obey the orders of the divine court and dare to step into the ancient wilderness are already prepared to die. What's more, the carnage on the battlefield now makes their hearts boiling with murderous intent.
"boom!"
Without any surprise, another monk took the lead and blew himself up.
Facing fifth-level monks, there is no way ordinary third-level monks can compete. Only by self-destruction can they truly threaten such powerful men.
one!
two!
…
Dozens of monks self-destructed, and the terrifying aftermath that gathered together overwhelmed Bai Jianyuan in an instant.
The next breath, a small bronze cauldron appeared. The light fell down, directly protecting Bai Jianyuan's entire body. No matter how terrifying the power of self-destruction was, it was still unable to shake him in the slightest.
This scene made the expressions of the monks from Qingyang Divine Court change.
The small bronze tripod obviously surprised them.
the other side.
Bai Jianyuan's face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of mockery: "This is a real treasure that I have been practicing for many years. How can you possibly break the defense of a real treasure with the help of ants like you?
Now we are waiting for death, maybe I can give you a happy life."
As he spoke, he directly grabbed one person and suppressed him with such powerful force that the latter was unable to self-destruct even if he wanted to.
Later.
Bai Jianyuan tore off the man's limbs in full view of everyone. The severe pain caused the man to scream in agony and curse incessantly.
"Old dog, I'm waiting for you below...ah..."
Before the man could finish speaking, his head was crushed directly by Bai Jianyuan. The headless body was casually discarded on the ground and he looked at the others with cold eyes.
"This is the consequences of being an enemy of me!"
Hear the words.
The other monks were furious, and then someone rushed forward, but unfortunately they were unable to break through the defense of the small bronze cauldron, and were easily killed by Bai Jianyuan.
The gap between the fifth level and the third level is like a natural chasm that cannot be crossed. With the real treasure protecting him, Bai Jianyuan seems to be in an invincible position.
This made the others shocked and angry. They were both shocked by Bai Jianyuan's strength and angry at the other party's brutal killing.
However.
No matter how angry they were, they could not do anything to Bai Jianyuan.
I saw the opponent walking among the army, and he could easily kill a monk with a single blow. Even if someone blew himself up, it would be difficult to shake the defense of the real person.
Bai Jianyuan licked his lips, looking at the fear in other people's eyes, he became more and more excited.
There is nothing more pleasurable than killing the weak, especially the look in his eyes where he wants to eat his own flesh and blood raw, but he can't help himself, which makes Bai Jianyuan enjoy it very much.
at this time.
A majestic voice came in the minds of others.
"All those who died in this battle can be resurrected when the Kingdom of God chat group opens the ninth-level store in the future!"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone is in high spirits.
resurrection!
They knew exactly what these two words meant.
In the past, with their passion, they were able to kill the fifth-level monks by self-destruction at all costs, but now that everyone has self-destructed and had nothing to do with Bai Jianyuan, and saw the scene of other people being tortured and killed, their passion has been extinguished a lot.
No one is afraid of death.
It's just that some people sacrifice themselves for the righteousness, while others just live an ignoble existence.
But now Gu Qingyang's words undoubtedly made everyone's only worries disappear completely.
Since you can be resurrected, what are you afraid of?
"kill!"
"I want to see if his broken cauldron is really unbreakable!"
"Hahaha, even if I die today, I will still be a good man eighteen years from now..."
The fear in the other people's eyes disappeared. They looked at Bai Jianyuan with eyes that could spit out fire. In the next breath, dozens of people rushed forward and exploded without thinking.
Seeing this, Bai Jianyuan smiled ferociously: "It's useless, the power of the real treasure is not something you ants can guess..."
But before he could finish his words, a large number of monks were seen following closely behind him, and they all blew themselves up.
"boom!"
"Boom!"
After Gu Qingyang's promise of resurrection, everyone no longer feared death. Especially the scene where Bai Jianyuan killed one of their own just now made the murderous intention in their hearts reach its peak.
Since dozens of self-destructions cannot break the defense of the real treasure, what about hundreds or thousands of people?
I saw the monks self-destructing without fear of death. The intertwined terrifying power made Bai Jianyuan feel an uncontrollable fear in his heart.
He couldn't figure out why the people in Qingyang Realm were not afraid of death and dared to self-destruct one after another.
Such an act of not fearing death made Bai Jianyuan tremble.
"It's useless, a true treasure..."
Just before he finished speaking, dense cracks appeared in the light hanging from the bronze cauldron.
Next breath.
The glory is shattered.
Bai Jianyuan's expression immediately changed.
Just when he was about to respond, he was overwhelmed by more self-destructive power. Even if he was as powerful as a real person, he would be seriously injured in the face of these terrifying powers.
"Pfft!"
Bai Jianyuan vomited blood, and his whole body was bruised and bruised by the self-explosion. At this moment, a cold sword light pierced from a strange angle and passed by his throat at an extremely fast speed.
The bone-chilling cold made Bai Jianyuan feel as if he had fallen into hell, and then the world began to spin. A young man with a stern face wearing black casual clothes came into view, and he immediately fell into endless darkness.