is about to fight with the new battlefield ghosts, and suddenly a side quest comes, according to past experience, Jun Changxiao judged that it may be related to the former.

Sure enough.

The quest is about the ghosts of the battlefield, and they must all be destroyed.

But!

There are conditions attached.

The ghosts of the battlefield that appear must be solved by the host alone, and the time limit is ten minutes.

In other words, this is not only a time-limited task, but also has to ask Jun Changxiao to solve it in person, and the high-level and disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect are not allowed to participate!

"Fuck. ”

Jun Changxiao took back the Demon Vacuum Cleaner and ordered his disciples to step back and face the 10,000 battlefield ghosts alone.

"Alone?"

"So brutal?"

The eyes of the warriors widened.

There are so many battlefield ghosts, and the lowest strength has to be at the Xuanzi level, and one person goes to fight, unless that guy is ......

"Buzz!"

The space trembled slightly.

A pocket knife appeared out of thin air between Jun Changxiao's fingers.

It's coming, it's coming, it's hard to harvest the knife!

In the face of so many battlefield ghosts, which must be solved within 10 minutes, Jun Changxiao can only use the strongest hole cards!

He saw it too.

This time-limited and limited task is completely to force yourself to spend a seal talisman.

Case.

Earn contribution points for completing tasks, just as he wants!

The system was speechless: "You don't use this kind of hole cards, do you really think you can do it with a vacuum cleaner?"

"This ......," Jun Chang smiled and was silent.

If the strength of the disciples is at the semi-saint level, dozens of people may be able to solve it by vacuuming, but many of them have just entered the Martial Emperor, if they really fight with the 10,000 Xuandi level, it is difficult to say whether they can get close!

So.

Once it has no effect, it will definitely be unsealed in the end.

"So it seems. ”

Jun Changxiao comforted himself: "Spending a seal talisman is also a sure profit!"

The system complained: "I haven't seen the host say it's a loss." ”

"The sect master has sacrificed the knife again!"

The eyes of Li Qingyang, Xiao Sinji and the others locked on the difficult knife.

They had seen this thing, and they knew that it was very powerful, and when they saw it again today, they immediately began to fantasize infinitely.

The Purple Demon King frowned, he had snatched the opportunity before, this guy had sacrificed once, and then tortured and killed more than 20,000 face warriors in front of him!

"The knife has appeared!"

The expressions on the faces of many dimensional martial artists became wonderful.

Sealed in the depths of his heart, the memory of heart-wrenching and killing instantly flooded up with the sea of knowledge!

"Goo-toot!"

"Goo-toot!"

The warriors who had been fortunate enough to witness Jun Changxiao's crazy slaughter back then swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then subconsciously retreated far back, obviously worried about being injured by mistake!

Although the others didn't know the truth, they saw that the big guys had retreated, so they followed with stunned faces.

"Big brother, Jun Changxiao took out a toy knife?"

"This isn't a toy knife, it's a scythe of death in hell!"

"Death Scythe?"

"The opportunity to snatch the ground before, Jun Changxiao took it and killed it madly!"

"Huh?"

When the warrior heard this, his eyes widened.

Others are backing up faster!

At least half of the tens of thousands of warriors present had not witnessed what had happened before, but they had all heard of it, especially knowing that Jun Changxiao had a weapon that killed people like chopping vegetables and cutting melons!

It turns out that this is the weapon that slaughtered tens of thousands of people!

But it's too small!

"Brush!"

Just when everyone was questioning, Jun Changxiao's fingers were clasped on the hilt, and the spiritual thoughts had been integrated into the space ring, pinching a seal opening talisman.

"Woohoo!"

The eyes of the 10,000 battlefield ghosts in a neat arrangement flashed brightly, awakening from their slumber, and powerful waves of qi roared out.

This kind of low-level creature created by the upper realm, although its strength is strong, it will not use its momentum, otherwise, if it is replaced by a real powerhouse, it can shock most of the sky just by opening its aura.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

The ghost of the battlefield sacrificed his weapon, gathered his power in it, and rushed towards Jun Changxiao to kill.

Ten thousand Xuandi level, even if there is no outbreak of aura, but in a moment of collective action, it can be described as huge!

Seeing such a fierce scene, the plane warrior's shocked face changed greatly.

With so many battlefield ghosts and so terrifying strength, the first-echelon plane will only be abused, right?

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Countless streamers flew from the high, medium and low altitudes at great speed, and the swords and swords converged, suddenly producing a brilliant luster.

Jun Chang smiled proudly.

Behind the camera, there is quite a tendency to be a husband and a wife!

"Whew!"

"Hoohoo Hoo ——————"

Before the battlefield ghosts could be killed, the eruption of power qi rushed first, because there were too many and too dense, and the space began to distort.

The faces of Li Qingyang, Xiao Sinji and the others who were standing in the back changed slightly.

This kind of power, this kind of momentum, even if you have a vacuum cleaner, you can't compete with it!

"Swastika!"

Suddenly, Jun Changxiao, who was standing in front, pinched his fingers on the handle of the knife, his body bent down slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Nine days of anger!"

"Qiang ———————"

The unretractable knife came out of its sheath, and the light suddenly flashed!

The warriors were so stabbed by the sudden rising light that they couldn't open their eyes, and they even raised their arms to block.

After the light dissipated, they all opened their eyes with bated breath, and saw a big sword five feet long and six inches wide appearing out of thin air in Jun Changxiao's hand.

Heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountains, and rivers.

Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Gen, Xun, Dui.

The two sides of the sword body are engraved with eight characters, revealing a mysterious power from the East!

Appeared!

The murder weapon that slaughtered more than 20,000 plane battlefields!

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

At this moment, hundreds of battlefield ghosts had already rushed over, and they all raised their swords and slashed, and the light in the sky tore through the space and pressed down.

Jun Changxiao raised his head lightly, his black hair was blown away, and his eyes suddenly flashed coldly.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

The light of various swords seemed to be frozen in the air by some kind of force.

"Stopped!"

"What's going on?"

It was not only the power of various swords that stood still, but also the hundreds of battlefield ghosts that rushed in, their eyes flickering with ghostly light, but they froze in various flying postures and froze in the air.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

At this moment, Jun Changxiao flew past with an unrecoverable knife, slashing in the void one after another, and then presented the sky, the earth, and the thunder according to this...... and other words, until the word 'dui' finally converged in mid-air, and the sixteen characters suddenly turned into a sword light in the sky and attacked the ghost of the battlefield that was frozen!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Under the impact of the violent force, the armor shattered and shattered.

"Woohoo!"

Jun Changxiao didn't stop there, and rushed over again with the uncollectible sword, the sword light flashed in the crowd in an instant, and then extinguished again, and the head and helmet flew in the sky.

The plane warrior's eyes widened when he saw it.

In a short period of time, thousands of battlefield ghosts were slaughtered, and they were all frozen in mid-air, completely like weeds, waiting for that guy to harvest!

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

The sword light flickered frequently, and a headless armor hung in the air.

"Whew——————"

Suddenly, Jun Changxiao shuttled through the space and appeared behind the battlefield ghost, the uncollectible knife was naturally drooping, and the eighteen words engraved on the sword body flashed with dazzling light.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The restraining power that existed in mid-air dissipated, and the ten thousand battlefield ghosts who had been shaved off their battle helmets suddenly fell like headless flies.

From shooting to total obliteration, it takes less than a minute!

When the plane warriors witnessed it from afar, all the ghosts on the battlefield fell to the ground, and the three souls and seven spirits were almost scared away.

"Ladies and gentlemen. ”

Jun Changxiao turned his head and said, "I watched another big show, you don't lose this wave, right?"

“......”

The expressions on everyone's faces changed again and again.

However, witnessing that guy sacrifice a terrifying weapon, instantly obliterating 10,000 Xuandi-level battlefield ghosts, and giving dozens of catties of ore doesn't seem to be a loss at all!