Chapter 388: The Fourth Battlefield's Rebound

"Of course, this thing is simply a divine object, even after the Mahayana period has been sucked, it can feel a great benefit, if it is put on the battlefield, it is easy to resist the blood mist of Roshan. โ€

"If the frontier monks have a Huazi in their hands, there will basically be no sacrifice!"

Cai Kunxu's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he threw it into the frontier, which means that he also has a chance to get it, with this kind of treasure, why can't he break through?

"Li Gongzi said, the production method of this Huazi is very simple, can you teach us the production method, and tens of thousands of monks in my frontier can devote themselves to the production cause at any time!"

Yang Guang thought more, it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, if you can directly get the production method of Huazi, the safety of the frontier monks in the future will be greatly guaranteed.

"Hehe, it's not a secret, the production method of Huazi is indeed very simple, and the simplest one is that it must be made by myself. โ€

Li Xiaobai said with a smile.

Yang Guang: "......"

Cai Kunxu: "......"

Monks: "......"

"Then I don't know how Gongzi Li wants to distribute this Huazi and distribute it directly?"

Jiang Yi, who had been in a state of silence, asked, he was also very red at things like Huazi, especially after knowing that his holy son relied on this thing to avoid the effect of the blood pool, he was also a little itchy.

"Naturally, it's impossible, no matter where you are, there can't be a free lunch, I will open a shop in the frontier to sell Huazi, if you want to get Huazi, you can exchange it for spirit stones. โ€

Li Xiaobai said slowly, opening his own store in the frontier was an idea that he had for a long time.

This place is not under the jurisdiction of the Fairy Spirit Continent, and there is not so much contact with the outside world on weekdays, so the chance of being interfered with is relatively small.

"Good!"

"It's so good, with the help of this thing, my fourth battlefield will definitely be as stable as Mount Tai!"

Cai Kunxu was in a good mood and laughed.

After a few simple explanations, Li Xiaobai led a few people straight to the battlefield.

Now that the situation on the battlefield is already in crisis, the Monk Gate can't stop such a large number of Roshan who are still very powerful.

At this moment, the fourth battlefield has been covered by a layer of pale red blood-colored mist, and at the edge of the battlefield, the monks are constantly changing their guards into the battlefield to solve Roshan.

took turns to fight just to keep themselves sane from the influence of blood, but even so, they couldn't hold on.

The eyes of many monks were already slightly red, most of them were only cultivators in the Transformation Period, and the monks in the Tribulation Period were not few, but they were not too many.

For the backbone, the pressure from the frontier is still too strong.

"Quick, go up and resist it, there's a big Roshan rushing over!"

"Damn, Gangzi has fallen in, his sanity has been completely devoured, you must be careful!"

"There are still a few people who are also crazy during the tribulation period, and they are killing indiscriminately inside, so quickly tell the monks inside to withdraw, rebuild the defense line, and wait for reinforcements from the city lord!"

"Understood!"

The monks carried large bags and small bags, not screaming, and quickly retreated, sprinkling some kind of powder on the ground as they withdrew.

This is an herb researched by the frontier, which can drive away low-level Roshan, but at this moment, in the face of such a large number of Roshan, the effect of this powder is almost zero.

Looking at the tragic situation on the frontier, Cai Kunxu's eyes changed instantly, and many monks' clothes were stained red with blood, which was not caused by Roshan, but was injured by monks who fell into madness.

And in the blood mist, you can faintly see several figures approaching.

Powerful spiritual power fluctuations swept across the battlefield, and the blood-colored mist was blown away a lot, revealing the monks lying in a pool of blood inside.

In the void, a god and demon primordial god stood up to the sky, his eyes burst out with two essences, staring at the battlefield below.

"Don't panic, the city lord is here, and just Roshan dares to make trouble on the border, see the city lord slaughter them in an instant!"

Cai Kunxu's internal exercises were running wildly, thunder was rolling in the void, and the powerful power of the primordial gods was wrapped in supreme power, and it bombarded down towards a huge mountain of meat below.

In the blood mist, one after another flesh tentacles burst out, frantically stabbing at the gods and demons in the void.

Li Xiaobai's face was shocked, this level of attack was already somewhat similar to the one he encountered in the Tianbei Secret Realm.

This kind of Roshan that can take the initiative to attack is unstoppable in the Mahayana period, and that kind of flesh whisker tentacles can crush the monks of the Tribulation Period in an instant.

I didn't expect the backlash caused by the hellfire to be so strong, there is already this kind of existence running out, I'm afraid there will only be more terrifying Roshan in the future, and the construction of the store must be done as soon as possible.

Otherwise, while the mind is invaded by the Dao, it will be difficult to resist this kind of physical attack.

In the void, Cai Kun Xu pinched the seal with his hands, his fists evolved into mountains, and slammed Roshan, a heavy and simple aura permeated, and just one punch pierced his body.

The power of the primordial god exploded, and it was only shattered into a puddle of powder in an instant.

Li Xiaobai quickly entered the battlefield, looking for the mad monk who was controlled by Roshan.

The values on the system panel are constantly jumping.

ใ€Attribute +300......ใ€‘

[Stats +400......]

[Attribute takes you +500......]

The attribute points on this battlefield are more than one notch stronger than before the release of Hellfire.

It's no wonder that the monks who crossed the tribulation couldn't hold on.

"Boy, you want to steal credit from me, die!"

"The credit is mine, don't even think about it!"

"I'm the only monk who is the city lord's confidant, and you're all just jealous of my talent!"

"I'm more handsome than you, my family background is better than yours, I'm richer than you, and I'm working harder than you, why, why did she leave me!"

In the blood mist, the monks were hysterical and kept screaming.

Deeply influenced by Roshan, the darkest side of their hearts was mobilized, and the people they saw in front of them automatically became enemies.

The exercises in the body were furious, frantically attacking each other.

Li Xiaobai took a sip of Huazi, refreshed for a while, and spit out a cloud and fog towards the location of the monks.

Second-hand smoke also worked, but just by sniffing it, the monks' eyes instantly returned to clarity.

"Go back, I'll leave the battlefield to me. โ€

One person stuffed a Huazi into his mouth, and Li Xiaobai waved his hand, signaling that they could leave.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life!"

"Thank you seniors for the treasure!"

The monks were grateful, wept in their eyes, and ran out of the place, which had become a hell, and if they had not been rescued by a superior person, they would have died.

At the moment, he didn't care to marvel at the miraculous effect of Huazi, and rushed out one by one, for fear of falling into the illusion created by Roshan again.