You killed an Ice-type monk, Energy +1231, Weapon Attack +120
You killed a Five Continents monk, Energy +1378, Weapon Attack +139
You killed an Ice-type monk, Energy +175, Weapon Attack +18
You killed a Five Continents monk, Energy +…
you…
Chen Changan put away the axe and struck down one with each blow.
About a hundred monks were killed.
He quietly sneaked into the earth again, then rushed to the end of the sky. On the side of the Ice System, he turned into a white archer and began to shoot the Five Continents System on the opposite side.
Not long after.
He mixed into the Five Continents system and shot the Ice system on the opposite side.
Eat two of these.
Three hours of killing passed in a flash.
"Brother, your archery skills are amazing. You can shoot a monk to death with one arrow. My God, I really envy you!"
Above the earth.
Chen Changan never stopped shooting arrows.
Next to him, a cultivator from the Five Continents showed an envious look.
This cultivator was only at the Kaimai Realm, and had no idea that the people shot and killed by Chen Changan included not only ordinary cultivators, but also some lone Kaitian Realm powerhouses and Half-Step Yunshen Realm powerhouses.
There are even powerful people in the God Clan who are in the Soul Condensation Realm.
He only knew that this ordinary archer next to him was extremely powerful.
"Practice makes perfect. Shoot more arrows, practice more, shoot a million arrows, and you will become a god-level archer. This is the practical truth of the Million Must Be Gods."
Chen Changan said indifferently.
It's just a scam.
Thinking about.
After a while, I went to the opposite side's Ice Department and developed the disciple next to him.
joke.
At this fucking moment, this cultivator wasn't even using his full strength, yet he still had the mood to chat with me. Do you expect this idiot to kill the enemy
It's just ridiculous.
So Chen Changan didn't feel any guilt.
Moreover, some of the people he developed were extremely fierce in fighting and seemed to have some abnormal brains.
He is actually very happy to develop into such a monk.
As the saying goes, a person's behavior reflects his inner heart.
These people with brutal means and evil and sinister eyes are not good people at first glance.
In the mythological world, there is no justice or kindness.
Chen Changan felt that he was very amazing because he could judge with his eyes.
"Really, brother?"
The archer next to him showed a jealous look, "Isn't your bow and arrow amazing? I see that your bow and arrow don't even need feathers, it can gather feathers by itself, it must be an incredible magic weapon!"
Speaking of.
The archer's hand quietly reached into his pocket.
The man slowly approached Chen Changan, and asked with a kind and honest look, "Brother, what is your bow made of?"
Swish!
The next moment.
The archer took out a knife and stabbed Chen Changan's neck quickly.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, the disciple's eyes became more greedy and more unscrupulous.
But in the next moment.
He suddenly felt a chill on his neck and subconsciously touched it with his hand. It was wet. He picked it up and saw that it was blood.
"Haha, little brother, my weapon is powerful for sure. Because there are so many people like you, it's hard for it not to be powerful. Thank you, little boss. Be reborn as an ordinary person in your next life. The mythological cultivation world may not be suitable for you!"
Just give it a gentle push.
The person died.
Separated into two parts.
When Chen Changan saw this scene, he shook his head gently without any emotion.
It's just a small soldier that can develop.
It only increased the attack power by 8 points.
It’s just like going to the canteen to kill chickens and pigs.
The attack power increase is too small.
"It's boring. Killing them is just a waste of time. I still prefer Kaitian Realm, Half-step Yunshen Realm, or the real Yunshen Realm strongmen."
Swish!
The next moment, Chen Changan became invisible.
Rush into the sky.
Aimed at those strong men in the Soul Condensation Realm.
The gods of ice and the gods above the nine heavens have been fighting many battles in a row.
Some people died and some were seriously injured.
But it is obvious that neither side has the intention of fighting to the death.
Not many people died, just about ten or twenty.
There were tens of thousands of super powerful people. The sky was about to break apart and the earth was about to turn into a hell. Yet only a dozen or twenty people died. There was suspicion of cheating.
to this end.
Chen Changan decided to let both sides start a fire.
The fight got more intense.
"My full-scale attack power is almost one million. I don't know if this amount of power can kill the Dao Realm. To be safe, I have to resist the urge to kill the Dao Realm. I will just kill the Soul Condensation Realm. I must develop steadily and not become a fat man all at once."
Tell yourself this in your heart.
But his hands did not stop.
An arrow.
Two arrows.
Three arrows.
One by one, they were shot out in an orderly manner.
Before an arrow was shot, the system interface suddenly lit up.
It indicates that the fish caught this time is a big fish and a big boss.
"It's so comfortable to kill Yun Shenjing, the attack power is more than 10,000 per time, damn, it has exceeded a million attack power, it feels so comfortable!"
The battle started off relatively peacefully.
Finally, as night fell, things started to get more tragic.
A lot of people died.
Full coverage from top to bottom.
Only the super gods in the realm of enlightenment did not fall.
The death toll in the Soul-Enriching Realm is not a small number.
A day passed.
The Ice Clan returned to the North and took root on the ruins of the Great Wall.
On the continent side, people also retreated to the central city to repair.
"Damn it, we lost more than a hundred Soul Condensation Realm warriors this time, and some were killed or injured in the Half-Step Soul Condensation Realm. I don't know how many died in the Creation Realm. This won't do. We must reduce the death toll to a minimum. Only in this way can we compete with those people."
On the ruins of the Great Wall, the five-meter-tall King of Gods spoke.
"Chief, we are no match for them if we continue like this. I think we must use our trump card. If we injure one thousand enemies, we will lose eight hundred of our own. Otherwise, we will see no hope at all!"
There are suggestions from the elders of the gods below.
“Has it really come to this?”
The God Clan leader hesitated.
"Chief, we don't have many people in our tribe. They all survived. Many people were able to avoid the brilliance of the Dao Plague, but they are different. They contracted the Dao Plague, which angered the God of Death. Although the God of Death cannot see or touch it, this is the fact."
"If we don't fight them to the death today, we won't be able to maintain long-term stability in the future. It's better to suffer a short pain than a long one. We should hurt them and scare them, then they will recognize us."
The elder said earnestly.
"Okay, let's spread the No. 1 plague tomorrow and let them see what fear is!"
Finally, after a struggle, the patriarch of the Ice God Clan sat down and made this decision.
And at this moment.
The monks in the central city started a joyous bonfire party.
Little did they know that a great disaster was about to happen.