Chapter 302 Killing Rewards!

Chapter 3-2 Killing Reward!

As for why the way people look at him is so strange, Li Qingcang also knows, because the information in his mind has given the answer.

As long as you kill the strong person on the spirit list, the level will be upgraded accordingly. According to those who can't take action against the low level, the aborigines who kill the spirit list can also get a level of promotion. Although the promotion of the level can only be between the fourth and fifth levels, there is no ** power to improve. The law resists.

The ancient world is different from the killing on the earth. The promotion of each level requires the passage of time to advance. This kind of waiting is long. How can it be faster than this killing?

No one will doubt the authenticity of this matter. It can directly instill such information into everyone's mind. There is no need for such strength to make such a joke.

Looking at the greedy eyes of everyone, Li Qingcang doesn't feel anything. There is ** naked energy among human beings in the end of the world. Such eyes have not been seen once or twice, but Li Qingcang has not lived to the present.

There are many people who want to live, but there are many people who are not afraid of death. Feeling the ** power in the information, dozens of fifth-order strong men rushed towards Li Qingcang, including human beings and monsters. At such a moment of cooperation between the two races, which is simply a great irony.

For Li Qingcang's strength, everyone can also see one or two. Although the evolution level is very high, there are only these three levels. Even if one-to-one is not an opponent, there are dozens of strong people who have rushed towards Li Qingcang.

Those king-level subordinates don't seem to have the intention of supporting. Is there any better opportunity than this?

It's just that what are those meaningful smiles smiling about?

The next moment, they knew what they were laughing at. In the face of the bombarding attack, Li Qingcang did not move. The plain expression made people feel sad.

The intertwined magic elements and the edge of weapons directly enveloped the land. The fragmented earth appeared everywhere, and there was only one of these dense attack targets, which was Li Qingcang.

The attack was close at hand, but it did not cause Li Qingcang's reaction. At this time, a gorgeous brilliance emerged from behind Li Qingcang, and a crisp and touching voice sounded: "Cut!"

The sound is very crisp, and the beam is very beautiful, but the effect of the attack is definitely not so beautiful. The diffuse and condensation of the light element is frightening, and the lethality of the beam without any impurities is simply horrible.

Well, a slight voice sounded, which contrasted with the grand attack. The dim golden blood waving in the sky, and the five-order strong men who rushed stopped moving one by one. The body was suddenly divided into two halves, and the dead could no longer die.

When Mu Ke appeared behind Li Qingcang, everyone knew what it was to be called not to judge people by their appearance. Unexpectedly, a pink and jade-carved little girl hated it so much. Where did these people come from?

Wang, the golden spiritual power emerged in Li Qingcang's hands, slowly crossing several fifth-level strong men who were still ready to attack him: "The corpse explosion!"

The strange energy was on the bodies of those strong men, and the hard body actually expanded violently. The loud sound sounded, and the strong men were directly bombarded with no scum left.

However, the consumption of such a direct explosion and living strong is really not ordinary, but for the five-level evolutionist with amazing resilience, such a loss is only a matter of recovering in a few minutes.

The strong man who hit Li Qingcang's idea could not die before he got close to him. In an instant, he wanted to take action against Li Qingcang, but he couldn't help but take it. At the same time, he realized that he was not a simple person who could be on the spirit list.

Such a killing reward also requires life.

The world is full of evil and greed, and it is this kind of sin that can simply cause killing.

Although everyone's greed is eliminated now, it does not mean that others will not take action against Li Qingcang. The strong people on the spiritual list are as conspicuous as searchlights, which is not much more than Tang monks.

For those who have his own ideas, Li Qingcang does not have any tolerance. Killing is the best choice, and it is also a huge improvement in his own strength. Obviously, Li Qingcang does not resant killing.

The black sky is so dark that even the earth is boiling dark smoke, full of corrosion, destructive power, and boiling bloody smell.

Abyss Continent!

A portal has also begun to emerge in the world. There are countless, and the strong men of all races are also transmitted out in these portals.

The black sky bursts out with various elements, and the fluctuation of the roaring war made me feel horrible even if I felt it.

Compared with killing, the abyss family will not have the slightest sense of guilt, but also have a sense of honor. Killing is the only means to prove themselves, which is the truth commonly recognized by all ethnic groups in the abyss.

And the place where the outbreak broke out was a war between the strong. There were all races, and the number of strong men was not a small number, and there were corpses lying everywhere.

As for the same target attacked by these races, they are only two meters tall, but have giant black bat wings of 10,000 meters, spiral golden corners, and this circle of dark gold runes ripples, holding a three-foot-long emerald-like trident in their hands.

Even in this dark space, I feel a sense of majesty that is difficult to be strict.

At this moment, the expressions of many strong men are so strange. A single demon king actually has an arrogant temperament, and those strong men actually show unspeakable fear.

"My name is Moro, but I prefer others to call me Shura!" A low voice came out of Moro's mouth, which was full of a self-evident smell of blood, and the black breath boiled on Moro's body.

The huge and condensed black skull appeared on the bat wings, as if it were carved, and at the moment when the relief appeared, the breath of Moro's whole body had boiled.

The trident actually rippled a circle of golden light like a magic wand.

In such a process, a trace of miserable white appeared on Moro's body, and it was obvious that Moro's breath quickly faded.

"Death Field!" With the sad roar, the floating black skulls emerged in the world in an instant, and the space became darker, and the space seemed to be independent.

The sound of flesh tearing sounded, and the strong men were torn into pieces. With the death of the strong, energy emerged one by one and rushed into Moro's body.

The dense energy photosphere makes the pale body normal.

It's just that Moro's blood redness on that day's spiritual list was once more intense.