Ling Xingchen is like a ghost, like a phantom, stepping on the snow and resisting the wind in the moonlight.

Along the way, almost all the people I met were similar to the robbers, as long as I encountered a realm that was not as good as my own,

will snatch it.

The strong ones are for the assessment of the top ten rich rewards, and the weak and poor children are for the sake of grabbing cultivation funds

Source. Ling Xingchen couldn't help but worry about Wang Fuxing and the others.

Regardless of their realm or strength, among the 10,000 people who participated in the assessment, they are at the bottom, and if they are not low-key, self-protection is a problem. Especially Chen Luoyu, Liang Zikai, and Gu Shaojun, the three sons, are used to being the second ancestor, how can they stand others riding on their necks? I'm afraid they will stop at the first level.

As for the Great Wilderness Order, even if it is found, I am afraid it will only be a wedding dress for other people's apprentices. Ling Xingchen decided that three days before the end of the assessment, if the four of them had not reached the final level, he would go back to find them, take them through the customs, and try his best to ensure that they all passed the assessment.

After worrying about them, Ling Xingchen felt unhappy.

is obviously a powerful faction, but he is treated as a weak chicken by everyone, and his mood can be imagined, but when he touched the storage bag on his waist, his heart was happy, there were eighty yuan of the Great Wilderness Order in it!

After separating from Luo Luqi, he changed the number displayed above his head to eleven through the shadow of the Great Wilderness Star, the so-called muffled voice to make a fortune, it is always right to be low-key, but no matter how low-key, the people he met wanted to rob him, and there was no doubt that they became the targets of robbery.

Everyone who thought they were hunters in front of him experienced the feeling of being hunted once, and that feeling was not too cool!

As a good Chinese citizen who knows the law, understands the law and abides by the law, he can't do the frustration of robbery, but if others rob him, it's another matter, not to mention doing extraordinary things in extraordinary times, and the assessment rules don't say that they can't rob ah, otherwise how dare these bear children drag it like this?

Since the cultivation realm of the people participating in the assessment has reached the requirements, why do they take off their pants and fart and hold an introductory assessment?

Ling Xingchen was puzzled, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed him, he abandoned the thinking of the earthlings, and brought himself into the role of the high-level of the indigenous sect of the Xuantian Realm, empathy.

In this world where martial arts are respected and the strong are supreme, the law of the jungle of natural selection and survival of the fittest is obviously more practical. Only those who are most adapted to the law and most suitable for the law are qualified for resources and can be powerful.

Then this assessment is not just as simple as survival of the fittest, in addition to his ability to adapt to change

In addition to the comprehensive strength such as strength and strength, it is also a test of the participants' soft power such as heart, character, potential, and plasticity under high pressure, rather than just cultivating strength.

The world of warriors, against heaven and earth, to seize the yin and yang creation, to compete with the sun and the moon, to compete with all races, to fight the heavens and the earth, to step on hundreds of millions of bones, and to go through a lot of hardships to win the supreme.

And as a sect, in order to pursue a higher status, a higher realm, a larger force, and occupy more cultivation resources, if a group of sheep is cultivated to fight with the ten thousand races of heaven and earth, I am afraid that it will not be able to stir up a ripple in the vast smoke of the cultivation world, and it will disappear into the dust and smoke of history.

On the contrary, if you cultivate a group of fierce wolves and tigers, drink blood, and roar in the sky, you can become a hegemon and all spirits will surrender.

Ling Xingchen smiled slightly, a little bitter. Crossing into this world, in order to survive, and even more so to return to the earth and reunite, he has to follow the local customs and abide by the rules of survival here.

But he Ling Xingchen is not a fierce tiger and a fierce wolf, because he is a dragon, he can soar clouds and fog, turn rivers and seas, and also cast clouds and rain, and even subdue demons and subdue demons, punish immortals and destroy gods!

As a descendant of Yan and Huang, the descendant of the dragon, so that he will not abandon his principles and will not violate the inherent goodness of human nature.

He wants to live in this filthy world, pure.

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Xingchen, who was moving, seemed to have opened a door for himself in the darkness of this heaven and earth, the breeze was gentle, hand in hand with the moonlight, quiet and peaceful, and it was as if a shackle in his body was broken, and the whole person instantly became lighter.

At this moment, he has a feeling of sudden enlightenment from the inside out, his mind is clear, his spiritual sense is a little sharper, it seems that there is less estrangement between him and this world, and there is a little more intimate feeling, very wonderful, very weak, indescribable, unclear, but very comfortable.

Ling Xingchen felt a lot more relaxed physically and mentally, Xuanyuan ran more smoothly, and his understanding of martial arts seemed to have deepened, and the martial arts he had learned had unconsciously improved.

With the development of human civilization and the progress of the times, on the earth, martial arts has withdrawn from the stage of blood-stained bones, and has become a sport used to strengthen the body, and even an art used to perform, focusing on visual beauty, ignoring the actual combat techniques, ignoring the essence of martial arts in order to be strong, for the survival of the race, and for the exploration of the mysteries of the universe.

Martial arts is a killing technique derived for survival, and martial arts is the way of killing! In the Xuantian Realm, the essence of martial arts is vividly embodied, and it has been elevated to the level of Dao.

Suddenly, the Great Desolate Star Phantom trembled again, Ling Xingchen jumped into the sky, looking into the distance, there were many golden stars, and along the direction of the Great Desolate Star Phantom, fifteen shining golden stars, five of them gathered together, and the other ten were moving towards them.

Since it was already the same, he followed the rules of the jungle and played his part in this hunt, changing the number displayed above his head to a dazzling twenty, and clearly telling everyone that he was fat and waiting to be slaughtered.

"I can harvest a wave of rice again. ”

Ling Xingchen's phoenix eyes flashed with a fine light, as if he had seen a peerless beauty, smiled happily, and turned into an afterimage,

Towards the nearest five stars.

Ten minutes later, the five stars were three hundred meters away from Ling Xingchen, staring at the big golden number twenty with hot eyes, as if they had seen a peerless treasure, for fear that Feiyang would be snatched away by others, and Ling Xingchen wrapped dumplings.

Ling Xingchen's Xuanyuan had already replied to seventy-seven-eighty-eight, and after finding that the five stars were closing around him, a playful smile crossed the corner of his mouth, an interesting hunting plan, did he think this would be useful?

He made a casual move, and the black-robed young man who was about to shoot at him twenty meters away did not open his mouth to threaten, he felt a tightness and lightness on his waist, and a black shadow flashed in front of him, he hurriedly touched his waist, and found that the storage bag had disappeared, and then lost the connection with the storage bag.

"Bastard!"

He pulled out the sword from its sheath, and the snow as bright as a box-like treasure knife was smooth and violent, and the two-meter-long knife qi rushed out.

Ling Xingchen didn't care, and the hand that controlled the power of the earth rushed out of the ground and grabbed his four

Limb.

Before the black-clothed young man could cut out, he saw a wicked smile on the corner of Ling Xingchen's mouth, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, which made him feel a sense of horror and creepy.

In the next moment, he found that his limbs were completely immobile, and he saw an afterimage passing by.

With the dazzling number twenty, it suddenly became dazzling, and a white mass with a long afterimage quickly enlarged in the eyes.

In an instant, his mouth was filled with a cold snowball, and the word "looking for death" was suffocated back into his stomach.

"Smack!", there was a crisp sound in his ears, and half of his face was hot and painful, it was slapped by the scabbard in Ling Xingchen's hand, and his molars were about to fall out.

"Phew, ahem, ahem. ......”

The black-clothed young man's face turned red, coughing and spitting out bloody snow slag, just a drop of blood on the storage bag, immediately established contact with it, and hurriedly investigated, but found that there was nothing left except clothes and food, and the number that became twenty-five was so dazzling.

Anger and grievance made his face as red as a monkey's buttocks, with the inch-long blood marks on half of his face, it looked a little hideous, and he turned around and chased, he didn't care about the scum of a martial artist in the early middle stage, but he just had a long body speed, and he didn't believe that a martial artist was too high than his Xuan Qi of a martial arts general in a big realm.

He cursed inarticulate as he chased, greeting Ling Xingchen's ancestors for all eighteen generations.

I don't know if I change people, I'm afraid that he will be fat and beaten and can't take care of himself in this ice and snow, and what awaits him is only death.

"Running in the wind and snow

Dancing in the moonlight

The stars blink and shine

My handsome and dashing appearance

Intoxicated with the pride of the young lady

The prayer of the red dust has been sculpted

Ambition is not in old age

The freshly clothed angry horse accompanies me with the sword out of the sheath

The dragon sings stratus clouds, and the forest wind conveys the smell of tigers

and heaven and earth shall bow down for me

I am made in this world

The beauty of chasing red dust

Ask for the smile of the moon

Qingcheng's gaze was gentle

The beauty of this life

I want this earthly witness

The stars and the moon will eventually embrace

In China Shenzhou leisurely

......”

Ling Xingchen's heart was full of beauty for Lang Liglang, humming an improvised little song and running wildly, seeing the five Venus turn into one, no longer moving. But as he went deeper, he found that the other four had not left, and were lying in ambush on the side, waiting for him to enter the encirclement.

"Leave the Great Wilderness Order, so as not to suffer!"

"Who suffers is not yet known!"

Ling Chenxing glanced lightly at the blood-colored robed young man in front of him, the mid-level realm of the military general, the skin on his feminine face was fair, his facial features were delicate and three-dimensional, his eyes were seductive, and he was very handsome, but he didn't stop, staring at the eye-catching number one hundred and eight above his head, and his phoenix eyes flashed with a touch of essence, as if he had discovered something beautiful.

When the blood-colored robe boy saw Ling Xingchen's gaze, the chrysanthemum tightened, pursed his lips, and looked disgusted, disgusted but also happy in his heart, sure enough, he was too handsome, and TMD even attracted the habit of breaking sleeves, but the little martial artist was so rampant!

He let out a loud shout and lifted the Blood Shadow Phantom Sound Gun stuck in the ground, and the bell on the tip of the gun rang out a series of strange sounds.

He's going to give him a lifetime of nightmares!

Every part of this Blood Shadow Phantom Sound Gun is a treasure, and dozens of bells are all treasures, from the hands of a master refining weapon in the Western Illusion Continent, and injecting Xuan Qi can make a dizzying, hallucinatory sound.

As for the tip of the spear, it is forged with Mithril, and there are holes of different diameters and shapes, as well as grooves of different depths and lengths, which are not only blood grooves, but also emit illusions when waved, and are more than ten times more powerful than bells.

"Phew, that's disgusting!"

With Ling Xingchen's current spiritual power, this phantom sound had no effect, it was just a little harsh. He knew from the expression of the blood-colored robe that the other party wanted to be crooked, and he rolled his eyes and scolded, what kind of thinking is this, why is it so dirty?