Fishing master, the fish I caught are very valuable

It's not unusual to be able to create so many evil spirits and create a B-class.

Then, Zhang Beixuan's gaze once again fell into the fog.

A B-class evil cult, I'm afraid it's just the first appetizer!

Everyone was relieved to see that the evil that made them feel incomparably powerful was killed by Zhang Beixuan in seconds.

They knew, apparently, that they were overthinking.

I feel that a strong existence, in front of Zhang Beixuan, may not be worth mentioning at all.

But the next scene made everyone breathe that had just been relieved, and it instantly mentioned their throats again.

I saw that from the blue mist, countless figures walked out in unison.

turned out to be all the same, all of them were the burly and evil just now.

The appearance and figure, even the green tendons on the arms, are exactly the same!

Of course, the most important thing is their equally powerful aura.

"Huh!"

Zhang Beixuan glanced around at the many identical burly demons that appeared, and sneered.

The number of these evil cults is probably in the hundreds.

The strength is exactly the same.

This strength, no matter how large the number is, is completely impossible to pose a threat to him.

Moreover, Zhang Beixuan is obviously looking forward to the fact that there will be more of them.

The more the number, the more points.

The more the merrier!

All the evil spirits moved at the same time.

From all directions, Qi Brush rushed towards Zhang Beixuan.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

This time, the ground is really shaking!

Countless muscular men of more than three meters are running wild at the same time, this kind of picture is incomparably turbulent and amazing.

If it were someone else, even if it was a congenital one, this kind of scene, it is estimated that most of them would have to be frightened and subconsciously turn their heads and run away.

However, Zhang Beixuan's complexion did not change at all.

He was unhurried, his sword finger raised and leaned in front of him, and Qiankun Wuji came out of thin air.

Then, the fingers of the sword swirled.

The ice-blue transparent sword cut a circle around him.

In the circle, under Zhang Beixuan's feet, a Tai Chi pattern was generated, and from the surroundings of the pattern, a circle of sharp light spread out.

All the burly demons who pounced on them, after being penetrated by this white light, were all stopped and cut into two sections, and when they ran rapidly, they were directly separated from each other, and fell to the ground before and after, turning into piles of yellow sand.

【You have earned 100 points】

【You have earned 100 points】

【You have earned 100 ......】

Zhang Beixuan knew that the number of this evil cult was a full 100.

Because of his total number of points, it became 610,000 points.

"Shhh

This scene undoubtedly directly caused the Yun Jian people in the rear to gasp deeply.

One move, all killed!

Terrifying!

"That's it?"

Zhang Beixuan looked at the blue mist again and laughed.

That's it?

It seems like two simple words, but in it, there is endless contempt.

The blue fog is even thicker.

From among them, a military general riding a tall horse and holding a Daguan sword rushed out.

He grabbed the reins, and the horse came to a sharp stop, and the two front hooves were raised high, and a loud cry sounded: "Phew!!"

"Innate!"

Zhou Feng looked at the evil rider and muttered to himself.

His voice fell, and everyone's pupils contracted.

After the military general Le Ma stopped, the big knife in his hand pointed at Zhang Beixuan, and shouted angrily: "Come and report the name of the general, I will not kill the unknown under the knife!"

His voice was extremely loud, and if it was placed on the ancient battlefield, he was afraid that he would be able to frighten the opponent directly.

However, his voice just fell.

A streamer flashed, and his head rolled directly to the ground.

......

The west wind blew, and the scene was as dead silent.

【You have earned 500 points】

Another system prompt sounds.

Zhang Beixuan dug out his ears and said to the blue mist: "What's more, let's come out all at once, don't you think it's a waste of time to toss so slowly?"

His voice fell.

In the blue smoke, there were really many figures coming out at the same time.

These figures have different appearances.

There are low ground jumpers, carrying a spear of three or four meters in their hands.

There is a tall and strong bearded man, but he holds a soft sword in his hand.

There is also a thin figure with a rickety body, holding a sharp short sickle in each hand, knowing that it is evil, and I don't know what kind of refugee I thought was a famine and couldn't eat, ready to steal leeks to eat.

All the figures combined, a total of nineteen.

Although these nineteen figures look strange and different, their aura and strength are almost the same.

None of them spoke, and after they appeared, they didn't stop for a moment, they all set off and pounced on Zhang Beixuan.

Zhang Beixuan's fingers hooked, and a light blue talisman appeared.

He tapped his fingertips, and in an instant, this talisman was superimposed to form five parts, and then it was divided into two, and then two into four, and it was divided into a full nineteen.

On top of the nineteen runes, at the same time, a burst of electric light surged, layer by layer, and the power became more and more powerful, and it was the five-fold thunder rune!

Nineteen powerful bolts of lightning burst out, blasting towards the twelve evil cults that pounced on them.

Phew!

The sound of electric explosions crackled.

In the blink of an eye, all the evil spirits were killed in seconds again!

Counting the horseback riding evil just now, another 10,000 points were credited to the account.

Although it is not too much, Zhang Beixuan is still very happy.

This situation, please continue all the time, for a few days and nights, he will definitely not feel the slightest irritation.

It's best to release all the evil armies that escaped yesterday......

But Zhang Beixuan didn't know.

The vast army of evil is long gone.

All the evil cults he has seen so far today have been created again after the evil army has been dissolved.

And at this very moment.

Within the blue mist, a voice sounded for the first time.

A voice said, "You're good." "

"I appreciate you. "

This voice calls itself me.

What kind of self-name can I use?

Emperor!

"Although you have disrupted my plans, I am still willing to give you a chance. "

"Surrender to me, prostrate at my feet, become my slave, I will spare your life, and grant you an immortal body!"

Hearing this, Zhang Beixuan smiled.

"Prostrate?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "The only time in my life when I can prostrate with you is probably only on your mother's shen." "

"Provided, of course, that your mother has to be good-looking. "

These words can undoubtedly anger anyone instantly.

The voice in the blue mist also turned into extreme rage.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it, and you dared to speak disrespectfully to me. "

"In that case, then I, let you taste what is called pain, what is called the taste of life is worse than death!"

After speaking, his voice had turned into an angry roar.

Then, in the blue mist, a powerful aura erupted, instantly setting off the dust and sand in the sky.

"A mouse with a hidden head and tail, do you dare to call yourself me, the Rat Emperor?"

Zhang Beixuan's face did not change at all, and he said with a sneer.

"Tear his mouth apart for me!"

The angry shouts in the blue mist were hysterical.

Then, from among them, a normal middle-aged man wearing a black robe and looking like an ordinary person came out.

He looked at Zhang Beixuan with a flat gaze, his face was expressionless, and his dark eyes were like a deep and waveless ancient well.

His body did not exude the slightest aura, but it instantly gave people an extreme sense of danger.

Zhang Beixuan also looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and there was a little more positive color in his playful eyes.

Innate pinnacle?

This is a bit interesting!

"You will die at my hands. "

The man said flatly, then stretched out his hand, pulled out the sword hanging from his waist, and rushed towards Zhang Beixuan.

His speed was extremely fast, and he came to Zhang Beixuan in the blink of an eye.

The sharp long sword in his hand was aimed at Zhang Beixuan's neck and wiped it.

His expression remained unchanged.

It seems that Zhang Beixuan in front of him is a watermelon that is about to be split.

It still doesn't exude the slightest breath.

But at this moment, it doesn't matter whether he exudes aura or not.

The monstrous power of this sword is so terrifying.

It was as if a sword had fallen and was about to split the entire desert.

Moreover, the sword is not aimed at the desert.

It's Zhang Beixuan's neck!

In an instant, everyone was so nervous that their bodies stiffened, and they no longer dared to breathe.

The power of this sword is also beyond the scope of everyone's understanding.

They were afraid that Zhang Beixuan would be defeated by this sword.

If Zhang Beixuan is defeated, then everything will be over!

However, Zhang Beixuan just smiled a little more at the corner of his mouth, and just when the sword was about to skip his neck, his fingers were raised, and he used his sword to shoot away with the blade!

Meat blocks knives, mantis arms as a car?

Obviously, no.

The moment Zhang Beixuan's sword finger stabbed out, above the fingertip, a golden sword talisman jumped out.

"Bell!"

A screeching sound of metal clashing sounded.

All they felt was a roar in their eardrums, and then their eyes widened again.

Because I only see.

The terrifying sword of the middle-aged man's evil spirit has been successfully resisted by Zhang Beixuan with his sword finger.

Moreover, the middle-aged evil sword blade has already shattered into countless cracks and is on the verge of breaking.

At this time, the middle-aged man's face had already completely disappeared from the ancient well, as if he had been swept away by a storm, setting off a stormy wave.

This, how is it possible!?

He looked at Zhang Beixuan incredulously, and without hesitation, he turned over and wanted to withdraw.

However, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed that there was a piercing chill coming from the back of his head two inches back!

Before he could look back, Qiankun Wuji, floating behind his head, suddenly stabbed down with a sword.

The long sword was like a bamboo, piercing directly through his skull, entering the back of his head and peeking through his eyebrows.

The middle-aged man raised his hands with difficulty and put them in front of his eyes.

At this time, his body had begun to gradually turn into dust.

As soon as his hand came into his sight, it began to dissolve, turning into gravel and falling.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he looked at Zhang Beixuan.

His eyes were full of incredulity, disbelief, and deep horror.

But, in the panic, it is also useless.

His entire body dissolved with a bang and fell to the ground into a pile of sand, and even the sword turned into dust and sand and melted into the endless desert.

[You have earned 10,000 points]

The system prompt sounds.

This time, a full 10,000 points were directly given.

With the addition of these 10,000, Zhang Beixuan's number of points has become 630,000.

He shook his head repeatedly.

Too little.

It's just too little!

Yesterday I got nearly 600,000 points, but today it is only 30,000, which is pitiful!

Now, we can only hope that there will be many more to come.

Zhang Beixuan's expectation obviously succeeded.

The voice in the blue mist was furious to the extreme, and roared again: "Damn, I want to drink your blood raw and eat your flesh raw!"

"Kill !! me"

The voice pulled a long tone angrily.

Then, from the blue mist, there were many evil cults densely packed and walked out at the same time.

And the strength of these evil cults is actually all the same, not much different from the middle-aged evil monster just now!

All of them are innate peaks!

Densely packed, maybe thirty or fifty!

Looking at this scene, Zhang Beixuan slowly narrowed his eyes.

These thirty or fifty congenital peak evils are afraid that they are enough to turn the entire country upside down.

Don't talk about these thirty or fifty innate peaks.

Even if the first hundred and twenty ordinary innates, it is enough to make countless people suffer.

What kind of means is this?

After these thirty or fifty innate days, will there be anything more powerful?

Come out again, what will it be?

Is it a realm above the innate level?

But obviously.

Zhang Beixuan thought too much.

There are a total of 50 innate peak evil cults that appear in this place.

It is already the product of the evil army that escaped last time, and all the rest was dissolved.

Although this method is strangely powerful, it also has limits.

It is obviously impossible to create evil spirits indefinitely.