The Most Powerful BOSS In the Heavens

  Chapter 345 The famous weirdo in the Devil's Valley! (seeking subscription)

  In a place where dozens of bone mountains the size of houses are piled up, a black-robed warrior, a white-skirted woman, and a thin young man are engaged in a brutal fight.

  The woman in the white skirt and the skinny young man are teaming up to fight against the black-robed warrior.

  There are six blood dragons floating behind the white skirt woman and the thin young man, while there are eight blood dragons floating behind the black robe warrior.

  The woman in the white skirt and the skinny young man were struggling left and right, sweating profusely, and seemed to be struggling.

  Obviously, their strength is somewhat different from that of the black-robed warrior. Even if they join forces, they are still no match for the black-robed warrior.

   "Hahaha, your 'cloud of soul thoughts' belongs to me."

  The black-robed warrior screamed, and the eight blood dragons behind him hissed into the sky. His hands suddenly turned into two blood claws, and they hit the woman in the white dress and the skinny young man respectively, causing them to vomit blood and fly backwards.

  The woman in the white skirt and the skinny young man both screamed, fell to the ground, and gradually lost their breath.

   "It's strange, although they were seriously injured by me. But shouldn't they just die?"

  The warrior in black robe flew to the side of the woman in white skirt and the thin young man, seeing that they were already dead, he couldn't help showing a hint of doubt on his face.

  However, although the person died, the "cloud of soul thoughts" above the two people's heads has not dissipated.

   Therefore, he didn't think too much about it. Anyway, these two people had already had an enmity with him, and it would be best to die.

  Afterwards, he quickly operated the "Soul Attraction Art", urging the "cloud of soul thoughts" above his head to devour the two "clouds of soul thoughts" left by the woman in the white skirt and the thin young man.

   Seeing that his "Soul of Soul Mind" has grown a lot, the black-robed warrior showed a satisfied smile on his face.

  Suddenly, his eyes froze for a moment, and he saw a handsome young man sitting cross-legged on a bone mountain not far away, and the young man showed him a polite yet friendly smile.

   "Participated in the Demon Valley test, but didn't practice the 'Inducing Soul Art', didn't condense the 'Cloud of Soul Thought', then why did he come here? Did he come here to play? He really is a weirdo!"

  The black-robed warrior muttered, ignored the young man sitting cross-legged on the bone mountain, and flew away to find the next target.

  He's busy!

  Now everyone is racing against time to plunder more "clouds of soul thoughts" and strive for a better ranking, in order to gain the recognition of the Taishi Demon Sect and enter the Taishi Demon Sect.

  He has no time to waste on a "worthless" person.

   "Another 70 potential points have been harvested, not bad!"

  Ning Que looked at the figure of the black-robed warrior leaving, and thought of what he had gained this time, he couldn't help but smile.

   This is indeed his blessed land.

  After he decided to start the "corpse picking business", this is already his fifth business.

  In the previous four orders, he gained a total of 260 potential points, and now he has gained 70 potential points. In the whole process, he didn't need to do anything at all, as long as he played the identity of a passerby.

  He likes this kind of harvest for nothing.

  Ning Que suddenly found that he liked the job of picking up corpses a little bit. This job is so promising.

  Because he didn't practice the "Soul Attraction Art" and didn't condense the "Cloud of Soul Thought", those warriors who were racing against time to plunder the "Cloud of Soul Thought" didn't bother to pay attention to him, so no one shot him.

  Zero Risk, High Yield!

  Is there such a good job?

   "It's time to find the next target."

  Ning Que left with a long body, and disappeared on the bone mountain in the form of an afterimage.

  After that, Ning Que played the role of passer-by again and again in battles and fights.

  In every battle and fight, he silently activated the net of devouring, secretly devouring the skills of seriously injured warriors who fell to the ground.

  He has always adhered to one principle, that is, never to shoot.

  Even if there are times when a seriously injured and dying person falls in front of him...he will never make a move. He just secretly urges the engulfing net to invade the opponent's body from the ground and devour the opponent's skill.

   "Swallowing a five-level martial artist in the cave, gaining 30 potential points!"

   "Swallow the seventh level warriors of the cave, and get 40 potential points!"

   "Swallowing the eighth level warrior of the cave, gaining 45 potential points!"

   "Swallowing the nine-level warrior of the cave, gaining 50 potential points!"

  …

  Pleasant and melodious reminders kept ringing in Ning Que's mind.

   Before he knew it, Ning Que had gained 1800 potential points after entering the Demon Valley.

   This process is simply too cool.

  Of course, during this process, although 99% of the warriors saw that Ning Que hadn't condensed the "cloud of soul thoughts", they didn't bother to waste time paying attention to Ning Que.

  But there are also some irritable and bloodthirsty people who see that Ning Que, a passer-by, is not pleasing to the eye, and want to kill Ning Que.

  However, Ning Que was fast enough, and when he saw that these people had murderous intent, he ran away immediately.

   Those who wanted to do something to Ning Que couldn't catch up with Ning Que at all, and they didn't think it was worth wasting so much time on Ning Que, a "useless person".

   Therefore, overall, Ning Que is relatively safe.

  Ning Que also gradually became known to others because he played the role of passer-by in various battles again and again, and every time he watched the battle without intervening.

   And because of his "independent specialty".

   Therefore, he became a weirdo in everyone's eyes.

   This time, Ning Que had just used the Devouring Net to devour the skills of three Dongtian Ninth Level warriors who were all injured. He gained 150 potential points at once, and stood up contentedly, ready to find the next target.

  Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting in front of him.

  I saw a mouthful of strange black spring water, which seemed to have grown legs, and quickly emerged from the mist.

   Hundreds of warriors with blood dragons flying behind them hurriedly chased after the moving black spring while fighting.

   "This Nether Soul Spring belongs to me, whoever snatches it from me will die!"

  The person chasing at the front of the black spring was none other than Hong Tian.

At this moment, he roared angrily, and a heavy black heavy sword flew out of the sword box behind him. He grabbed it with both hands, held the heavy sword in his hand, and then swept across the sky, and a wave of pitch-black sword instantly swept hundreds of warriors behind him. All were so shocked that they vomited blood and flew backwards.

  Among them, dozens of fighters were directly torn into blood mist by the terrifying sword waves.

  Ning Que looked at the dozens of warriors who turned into blood mist, and he was heartbroken. This Hong Tian is too cruel, how could he kill like this! No matter what, the whole body should be left for others.

   Immediately, his eyes lit up when he saw hundreds of fighters who were vomiting blood and flew backwards.

   Don't waste it!

  In an instant, Ning Que turned into an afterimage and rushed in the direction of the hundreds of fighters who vomited blood and flew upside down—seeing the glowing eyes, he looked like a hungry wolf that had been thirsty for a long time.

   "Why is this weird guy here too! Is he also going to grab the Nether Soul Spring from me?"

   Hong Tian looked at Ning Que who was flying towards him, his eyes turned cold, and he was about to raise his epee and cut Ning Que into two pieces.

However, he soon discovered that Ning Que's target was not the Nether Soul Spring, but the wounded behind him. Ning Que landed near the wounded who were seriously injured and fell to the ground, so he sat down with a smile, how strange it looked , Immediately put away the epee involuntarily.

   "What a weirdo indeed!"

  Hong Tian had also heard of Ning Que, a weird person, but he didn't expect his behavior to be so weird.

  He couldn't figure out Ning Que's intentions, so he ignored Ning Que, but followed closely behind the Nether Soul Spring, frantically urging the "Soul Attraction Art", constantly devouring the Nether Soul Spring and releasing vast soul thoughts.

   Directly devouring the vast soul thoughts that diffused from the Nether Soul Spring is more efficient than plundering the "clouds of soul thoughts" from other warriors. He can't waste time.

  However, he also remembered Ning Que, a weirdo, in his heart.

   "Hahaha, it's really crazy, and it suddenly has more than 1300 potential points. It's a lot of money, this is good luck... Unfortunately, there are still many people whose injuries are not serious enough, and they are still alive in pain."

  Ning Que glanced at the warriors who were injured but not dead, and there seemed to be a trace of resentment in his eyes.

  Why do you say your lives are so hard? Isn't it painful to not die after being injured?

  When those warriors met Ning Que's gaze, they couldn't help but shudder.

  Many people got goosebumps.

   What the hell... Didn't this weirdo who is famous in the Devil's Valley say that there is no danger? Why is his eyes so creepy.

  (end of this chapter)