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As the chief elder brother who controls the rise and fall of all Penglai Immortal Sect players, not to mention the problem of not stammering, at least you can't offend him, it's good to meet and say hello and get acquainted, at least if you are caught occasionally making a mistake, it may be possible to open the net.

However, these people are obviously thinking too much, as long as they don't offend him, he doesn't need to fight against someone, and it's hard to say whether this book of Calder can be used.

Shaking his head and leaving it behind, he walked towards Pepsi Square.

Well, he just came over, and the front convenience automatically separated a road, and all the players looked at him with envy or jealousy, which didn't feel too cool.

As the chief elder brother and the first true legend, he has priority in taking on daily tasks, and can find out the specific content of the task and some more detailed information. These details were not visible before, and they could only be investigated on the spot, but now, even the level distribution of the spirits that need to be faced is clear, and the task rewards are also directly doubled.

After a closer look at the task panel, he found a task that he was familiar with.

To be precise, the location of the mission is very familiar, the location of his first daily mission, and the place where he subdued the silver armor corpse, the place in the south of Canghai Island that is full of zombies and ghosts.

The spirits of the player's leveling farm on the other side generally do not gain merit, and only by killing evil creatures such as zombies and ghosts will they gain merit.

Zhao Xuan still has about 2,000 merits to be able to gather 100,000 merits to survive the first heavenly tribulation, and this merit needs to be contributed by these zombie ghosts.

Compared to the first time, which took several days to reach his destination, this time he only took one day to reach his destination, and saw the large dark clouds covering the sky from afar.

When the light fell only about half a mile away from the dark clouds, I saw a group of players leveling up here.

A group of 10 players formed a semicircle, with five of them each holding two flying swords, for a total of 10 flying swords, shooting at one of the zombies from a distance, and the other five summoned balls of fire or lightning to bombard the zombies.

The level of this group of players is obviously very low, and ten people will have to besiege a zombie who is only more than fifty years old for a long time to kill.

Seeing Zhao Xuan fall away, the group of people was obviously nervous, and he said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'm not robbing, I'm just here for a mission."

Hearing him say this, these people put their minds at ease and concentrated on dealing with this zombie.

Zhao Xuan shook his head, with a move of his hand, a ball of purple thunder light jumped in his hand and crackled, and as his mind moved, the purple thunder light changed for a while, turning into the image of a purple thunder hammer again.

The Purple Thunder Hammer that revealed his true body did not have a specific image, and if he wanted to, he could completely turn into a long sword composed of purple thunder.

Holding the handle of the hammer in his hand, he aimed at a white-haired zombie that was shaking a mile in front of him, only to hear a "boom" thunderbolt, and a purple lightning flew out from the purple thunder hammer, which exploded on the white-haired zombie in an instant.

The huge power directly blew the upper body of the white-haired zombie into charcoal, and black smoke rose up, and an unpleasant smell mixed with the black smoke spread all around.

And this is not the end, the purple lightning did not disappear after killing the white-haired zombie in seconds, but did not stop for a turn, and hit the other white-haired zombie not far away.

I only heard a crackling and dozens of explosions, and there was not a single white-haired zombie left wandering within a radius of one kilometer, all of which were blown into charcoal by this series of lightning hits.

This scene stunned the group of friends on the side, and they didn't even react to the besieging zombies rushing over.

It wasn't until Zhao Xuan really couldn't see and remind them that he hurriedly besieged and killed the bloody zombies.

The first time he tried the power of the Purple Thunder Hammer, he was quite satisfied, and under the gaze of this group of players with eyes full of mountains and mountains, he soared into the air and rushed into the black clouds.

The level of zombies outside here is too low, and he doesn't have much experience when he kills them, and he has to kill all the players outside, so he won't have to brush it.

As the chief elder brother of Penglai Immortal Sect, he has to pay attention to his words and deeds, this kind of thing of robbing people can't be done, although being sued can't affect him, but it's not good after all.

This is the difference between the Xuanmen Authentic Sect and the Demon Gate, in the Xuanmen Authentic Sect, the higher your status, the more you have to pay attention to your words and deeds, which is why many righteous players and masters look very good at talking, self-holding identity is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is the constraint brought to them by the superior status.

And in the Demon Gate, whatever you do, the higher the hand, the more moody you are, the more moody you will be, and you will not be ignored if you are in a good mood, and you will be slapped to death if you are in a bad mood, and there is nowhere to find it.

Familiar with entering the black clouds, he didn't summon the silver armor corpse out, he came to level up, to summon the silver armor corpse out, the zombies and ghosts within a few kilometers of the aura emitted will be scared away, and he also practiced a fart level.

Soon, an old acquaintance appeared not far from him, and a seventy-fifth-level hanged ghost dragged its long tongue out of the black mist and pounced on him.

Zhao Xuan smiled, lifted the purple thunder hammer, and a thunder pillar with a thick arm flew out of the purple thunder hammer, and when he saw the wind, it rose, and soon became a thick water tank, and smashed on the hanged ghost.

And then there was no then, the thunder and lightning emitted from this purple thunder hammer were not ordinary thunderbolts, and they were especially restrained against these demons and monsters, and directly blew up this hanged ghost into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

The lethality of the Purple Thunder Hammer is not as good as that of the Golden Phoenix Scissors, a little mana can only cause five points of damage, but it can't stand his high mana, plus the basic Dao magic bonus of up to four thousand six, and the thunder spell of the Purple Thunder Hammer itself plus five, even if the attack power of the Purple Thunder Hammer itself alone has reached six thousand nine.

Coupled with a 100% bonus to evil creatures such as demons and monsters, this random thunder can damage 14,000.

As far as the algorithm power is insufficient, just relying on the attack power of the Purple Thunder Hammer itself, this seventy-fifth level hanged ghost is only a few lightning bolts.

Because he was just here to brush up on merit and experience, Zhao Xuan did not go deep into the center of the black cloud, but just kept wandering around the edge, slowly harvesting experience.

I have to say that this merit is really difficult to obtain, killing a seventy-five-level hanged ghost is not even a little merit, and you have to brush seven or eight heads in a row to get a point.

Zhao Xuan brushed here for almost five days in a row to brush enough merits, well, ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine merits.

As for the last bit of merit, it is estimated that he was afraid of being killed, and he searched for a long time to find a few hidden zombies and kill them.

"Players have collected 100,000 merits, and the first tribulation will come in half an hour, please be prepared."

"it, so fast?"

Looking at a line of blood-red characters on the system prompt panel with his mouth wide open, Zhao Xuan was stunned for a long time and did not react.

He remembered that Emei was drunk with spring breeze at the beginning, but there was three hours of preparation time from the time he gathered merit to the beginning of the tribulation, why was he so fast? Is there a mistake?