Duan Lingkong joined forces with two members of the Xiaodao Alliance to form a team, and they are hunting the vicious monster together.
As a casual cultivator, he has been able to reach the point where he is today, surpassing many top geniuses from big forces. In addition to his own extraordinary talent and potential, he also has the courage to venture, fight, take risks, and treat others.
If you are an enemy, try not to be an enemy, which can reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Therefore, Duan Lingkong is very good at communicating and interacting with other people.
This point is incomparable to Chen Zong.
The strength of the three of them is between equals. Together, the efficiency of hunting ferocious monsters is greatly improved. This is also a common way for trialists to improve their competitiveness.
After killing the two ferocious monsters, you will get another twenty trial points.
"Not long after, I will be able to redeem the third-level Wanxiang True Skill." Duan Lingkong looked at his increased trial points and was secretly happy.
Nowadays, only by mastering the third level of Wanxiang True Skill can one be considered a master and become the main force. The second level is never enough.
Very suddenly, a chill emerged from deep within his heart. As soon as it appeared, it erupted like a torrent that broke a bank. Duan Lingkong immediately looked back, only to see a scene that made his pupils almost burst.
I saw a stream of dark light that shot through the sky in an instant, like an arrow leaving a string, as fast as lightning and incredibly fast.
One of the alliance members had no time to dodge and was hit directly on the head. With a bang, it exploded like some vegetables and fruits.
Too fast!
This scene happened too fast.
The second black light shot through the air and shattered the head of another alliance member.
Only then did Duan Lingkong realize that what shattered their heads was an arrow. The jet-black arrow exploded directly after hitting it.
Immediately, Duan Lingkong only felt that he was locked, locked by an extremely terrifying aura. The aura was cold and violent, attacking crazily, and constantly invading, like maggots on the tarsus, trying to penetrate.
Inside the body, everything in the body seems to be frozen.
Immediately afterwards, a thin black light shot through the air and shot directly into Duan Lingkong's body. However, it did not explode. Instead, it wandered around Duan Lingkong's body and scattered all of Duan Lingkong's strength.
"Inferior life." Two figures approached, one of them spoke, his voice was low and cold, filled with astonishing chilling murderous intent, and his eyes were extremely dark, containing an unparalleled strong evil aura.
"It's you!" Duan Lingkong recognized the other person, it was Mo Luo Ye from the Demon Clan.
As for the other one, he was also a demon. He was holding a big black bow in his hand. The person who just shot two allies and dispersed his own strength should be this demon.
This demon has a slender and strong figure, and his eyes are dark and sharp, as if they can pierce through everything.
"Zombie, I found a chance. Even if you want to blow yourself up now, it's impossible." Moro Ye stared at Duan Lingkong with extremely cold eyes, and his words were as sharp as a knife, as if he was cutting Duan Lingkong's body.
"Haha, it seems that the last time I blew myself up and caused you to die under Brother Chen's sword, you are still brooding over it." Duan Lingkong didn't show the slightest fright, but smiled and said: "You have to say that I am a human being.
, it’s better to be more open-minded.”
Seeing that his threat not only had no effect, but was laughed at by the other party, Moro Ye's mentality exploded, and his anger burst out like volcanic lava.
The shocking and direct aura surged, turning into a dark flame that burned continuously, as if it was going to burn everything to ashes.
Moruo Ye was about to take action immediately, blasting Duan Lingkong to pieces.
"Mo Luo Ye." The demon tribe holding a strong bow suddenly spoke, and his voice was as cold as ice. It was like a basin of ice water poured directly on the head of Moro Ye, which made Moro Ye recover a little.
Reason, and then, slowly calm down.
"Smash it to pieces, I won't let you die so easily." Moruo Ye's voice was full of blazing and cold murderous intent. He immediately took action, punching out one after another, blasting through the air towards Duan Lingkong's limbs, directly smashing his limbs.
All interrupted.
The huge gap in strength, coupled with the fact that Duan Lingkong's power was scattered and could not be condensed in a short period of time, there was no way to resist Moro Ye.
Soon, Duan Lingkong's power was abolished, his limbs were broken, and even his tongue was pulled out, but he did not die because Moro Ye's purpose was not to kill Duan Lingkong.
Lifting up Duan Lingkong, who was almost crippled, Moro Ye and the demon clan holding a strong bow immediately rushed towards the camp. Finally, they stopped in front of the mottled ancient stone bridge outside the camp, threw Duan Lingkong on the ground, and kept
A very humiliating kneeling position.
Powerless to resist, struggle, and commit suicide, Duan Lingkong could only kneel like this, with tears almost streaming from his eyes.
In the camp, whether someone returns or leaves, they will pass by the stone bridge and see this scene directly.
"What's going on?"
"Who is that?"
People passing by were shocked when they saw Duan Lingkong.
Next to Duan Lingkong, there was a figure standing, it was the Demon Clan's Moro Ye. As for the Demon Clan holding the strong bow, he disappeared, and he didn't know where he went.
"Tell that low-level bastard named Chen Zong that I will give him three days. After three days, he will use 10,000 trial points to redeem his life, otherwise his bastard friends will keep kneeling here." Moro Ye's
The voice was full of malice, with a hint of madness: "Don't worry, I won't let this bastard die."
Listening to his words, everyone felt horrified, and an inexplicable chill surged up.
Beating him to a cripple and kneeling here for people to watch is a humiliation, an extreme humiliation, and not letting the other person die is even more humiliating than killing him several times.
Duan Lingkong wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything. His strength was abolished, his tongue was pulled out, and he couldn't speak. His limbs were also broken, and he couldn't move. He just kept like this.
Kneeling position.
It is even more impossible for Chen Zong to collect 10,000 trial points to redeem himself within three days.
Ten thousand trial points, how much is that?
That is the amount required for the fourth level of Wanxiang True Skill. For most people, that is an astonishing amount.
…
In a huge palace, there are many people here, and all of them are filled with astonishing and direct aura fluctuations, which is very scary.
A huge wall turned into a light mirror, reflecting the scene in the trial camp, and even the sound was extremely clear.
"Modian Black Wing, what a junior in your clan is doing is going too far." A strong man from the human race frowned and looked at a strong man from the demon race opposite, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
"Haha, the weak eat the strong, the law of the universe, the strong dominates everything, the weak can only accept it passively, Lin Ming, if you want to blame, I can only blame you human race for being too weak." The demon race who was named suddenly laughed, his tone was extremely domineering,
The whole body was filled with an extremely terrifying aura, like a black hole trying to swallow everything.
Not only was this powerful demon man not dissatisfied with the cruel actions of his own people, but on the contrary, he was very supportive and felt very proud.
In this hall, in addition to humans and demons, there are also strong men from other races.
"Okay, you can't interfere with anything in the trial place. Just watch with peace of mind." The silver-haired man sitting at the front said, his voice seemed to be filled with a hint of coldness, but it also sounded a bit gentle.
, very strange.
Indeed, no outsiders are allowed to interfere with anything in the trial camp. They can only watch.
Therefore, no matter what happens in the trial camp, you can only watch.
…
With a hiss, there was a slight sound of breaking wind, and a black shadow suddenly flew over, approaching Moro Ye. A bloody sword light bloomed with astonishing light in an instant, and it cut across the sky as if tearing everything apart, directly slashing.
Show no mercy to Moro Ye.
It was the war demon who took action.
It comes from the same side of the void. It’s okay if you haven’t seen it. Now that you have seen it, you will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it.
Mo Luo Ye's complexion suddenly changed. The sword that split the sky contained the ultimate murderous intention. The murderous intention turned into a substantial impact, and the crazy impact was like a bloody waning moon, trying to cut Mo Luo Ye into two pieces.
Half.
At the critical moment, Moro Ye also reacted quickly and instead of dodge, he punched out.
This punch directly contains the two powers of darkness and fire. It is extremely powerful and domineering.
The fist force collided with the light of the sword. In an instant, the light of the sword was shattered. The body of the war demon was also hit and shattered instantly, but it was just an afterimage.
In a flash, the war demon used a mysterious method to directly pass over the punch, approached Moro Ye, and struck out with the sword again, with stronger murderous intent and more power.
Cut, cut, cut!
One sword after another, the swords continued to kill, forming a bloody sword light, like a waterfall falling from the sky, all slashing towards Moro Ye, directly engulfing Moro Ye's figure.
As each sword continued to strike, the aura on the war demon's body continued to condense, becoming more and more tyrannical.
Fighting spirit!
Amazing fighting spirit!
However, Moro Ye's strength is also very strong. He does not dodge, and bombards with both fists. Each punch carries extremely terrifying power, shattering the mountains, shattering the blades one after another, and blasting towards the war demon.
.
collision!
The crazy collision created a terrifying storm of power that swept in all directions, wreaking havoc.
"Who is this person?"
"A low-level life can actually fight to such an extent with Moru Ye."
Everyone watching the battle from a distance was surprised.
The life gap between the third sequence void and the first sequence void is very obvious, almost insurmountable. With the same strength, the life of the third sequence void cannot be the opponent of the first sequence void.
Before, a Chen Zong appeared and defeated Moro Ye, but now, another masked man appeared and was able to fight fiercely with Moro Ye without losing any of them.
In life, the third sequence of voids can be like this, and this masked man and Chen Zong still seem to come from the same void.
Moro Ye himself was also very shocked. It was just a low-level life. Now, there was another one. The power contained in the long sword was very terrifying, very domineering, and there was also an indescribable madness that completely blocked him.