On a battlefield, an ordinary soldier killed a necromantic knight, a pillar of light fell from the sky, enveloping him, and a cloud of Awakening Source slowly fell from the sky, and the soldier looked at the Awakening Source with shocked eyes.

"Hahaha...... This is Lao Tzu's stuff. However, at the moment when the light was about to fall into the soldier's body, a fierce figure rushed from the ground and blasted the shocked soldier away with a single punch.

A sturdy man, with his upper body like steel pouring, smashed the soldier away with one punch, looking at the source of awakening that was slowly falling, his eyes were hot.

It was because of this that he awakened a powerful power, and although this kind of thing had no effect after taking it many times, it was still priceless.

"Bastard." The soldier who was blown away killed the strong man with a hideous face, but before he could rush in front of the strong man, he was cut off by the strong man.

"It's vulnerable." The strong man's face was disdainful, and he had superhuman strength, and even his mentality had changed drastically.

Then, the strong man took out a few pieces of crystal from his arms, held the source of awakening in his hand with one hand, tore off the strip of cloth around his waist, spread it on the ground, first placed the source crystal in the middle of the strip of cloth, and then put the source of awakening into the strip of cloth, and wrapped it heavily......

A burst of light footsteps came, and the strong man was suddenly startled: "Who?" ”

"I didn't expect that someone would know how to preserve the source of awakening so early." Wang Ping's figure walked out of the smoke and dust, followed by Jun Ruthless, Luo Zhu, Feng Zuo, and Wang Tong.

"Who are you?" The strong man was vigilant, he was originally just an unknown soldier under Mo Wuyan, and when Mo Wuyan met Wang Ping, he didn't even have the qualifications to stand in the front row, just because the front row was all source qi.

"Damn it, or that thing, choose for yourself." Wang Ping's dead eyes looked at the strong man like a dead man, if it weren't for Wang Tong here, Wang Ping would never talk nonsense, but directly kill people and seize treasures, which is like a common thing for Wang Ping, but Wang Tong is here, Wang Ping would rather do more than leave the title of murderer in Wang Tong's eyes.

Even if you want to kill someone, you have to force the other party to do it first, at least, this killing, killing is a matter of course.

Sooner or later, Wang Ping will let Wang Tong adapt to the life of killing, but for a kind woman, you can't rush too much, if the means are too bloody all of a sudden, it will be counterproductive, the best way is to boil the frog over a warm fire, so that Wang Tong can adapt unconsciously.

Therefore, Wang Ping would rather do it many times, but the result is the same, kill what should be killed, and what should not be killed, depending on the situation.

"Damn it? Lao Tzu wants your life. Sure enough, when the strong man heard this, his eyes were full of ferocity, he had just become a source of qi, full of self-confidence, as if he was the only one in heaven and on earth.

The strong man held the sword, the muscles of his whole body suddenly stretched violently, and his body became more ferocious, and the characteristics of the violent man were clear at a glance, and the war knife was cut out.

Slashed straight at Wang Ping, Wang Ping's face was calm, the glacier sword in his hand jumped out, and slashed at the rushing strong man, with a brush, the bald war knife was like paper paste, and at the moment of contact with the glacier sword, it was cut into two sections, and the ice sword was unabated, and it was changed to a thorn, stabbing into the heart of the strong man like a poisonous snake.

Click! Before Wang Ping's glacial sword was pulled out, the power of freezing continued to surge out, and the frightened look on the strong man's face was gradually frozen by the ice, becoming an ice sculpture.

Glacial Sword! Kill without leaving a trace! In front of the Binghe Sword, killing people has become a very ornamental art.

No blood!

Wang Ping's eyes looked at Wang Tong's reaction, except for a slight discomfort, there was not much fierce reaction, Wang Ping walked to the foot of the bald ice sculpture, picked up the ground, and wrapped the source of awakening with source crystals and cloth, a different color flashed in his eyes, perhaps, this is an opportunity.

As long as you have a large number of sources of awakening, you can completely turn a group of ordinary people into a group of source qi people, a group of source qi people who are completely loyal to yourself.

"I was so lucky that I met five people at once." Just as Wang Ping was contemplating his future development, an extremely discordant voice came from a distance.

"Hand over all the hedrons and light sources, or else! Die! A cold voice came.

Wang Ping frowned and looked over, a group of people, dozens of source qi people walked towards them, led by a disabled man who was missing an ear, Wang Ping looked at it, his heart moved slightly, he actually had the strength of the Creation Realm Dacheng, no wonder he was so arrogant.

The disabled man looked at Wang Ping contemptuously, and said in an extremely sharp voice: "No matter how strong you are, there are only five of them, if you know each other, you must obediently hand over all the things, otherwise, there will be no corpse." ”

Listening to the tone of the disabled man, he had obviously seen Wang Ping before, so he also knew that Wang Ping was not easy to mess with, so he left a way for Wang Ping to live, and he didn't want to or dare to try to kill them all.

Under the temptation of huge interests, the disabled man obviously chose to take risks, and the previous golden pillar of light made his strength soar and his self-confidence also swelled.

"It was taken as prey." Feng's left eye narrowed, and a sarcastic smile suddenly hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Didn't you hear? I'm going to ask you to hand everything over...... Hey...... Meimei ...... Woman. When the disabled man's eyes fell on Luo Zhu and Wang Tong, he was like a demon and couldn't move it anymore.

"Prey?" The face in Wang Ping's eyes was cold, the strongest person was just a beast qi person in the Creation Realm, and he actually regarded himself and others as prey.

But who is the real prey? And it's the prey that comes to the door.

"Slaughter them all." Wang Ping said to Jun Ruthless and Feng Zuo.

The two of them suddenly had a cold light in their eyes, and they pounced like evil tigers......

As soon as the two rushed into the crowd, it was like the devil crushing mortals, and at the beginning of the passage, blood splattered, and the heads were thrown high one after another, and the pillars of blood rose to the sky......

Jun Ruthless alone is enough, plus Feng Zuo, like a tiger with wings, in just one minute, everyone was slaughtered.

When Jun ruthlessly and Fengzuo swept hundreds of source crystals, this place was already full of blood and energy, although among all the source crystals, there was only one blood crystal, but it was enough to harvest the source of the awakening of the five regiments, which greatly exceeded Wang Ping's expectations, although all the sources of awakening did not have the first three source qi, but it was enough for Wang Ping to feel a little.

It is conceivable that this group of people has done a lot of murder and seizure of resources.

Seeing that Wang Tong's face turned pale from witnessing the massacre, Wang Ping's eyes moved and he chose to remain silent.

"Who's the hunter." Wang Ping said suddenly.

"What?" Feng Zuo looked at Wang Ping in astonishment, confused.

"We need more source crystals, we need more sources of awakening, more black armor ......" Wang Ping's eyes flashed with madness.

Jun Ruthless Feng Zuo was stunned for a moment, the former looked excited, but the latter was cold, this devil was going crazy again.

There is only one way to get more source crystals, more sources of awakening, and more black armor in the shortest possible time, and that is to hunt other people on a large scale.

Then.

On this battlefield covered with smoke and dust, there was suddenly a rush of blood......

In this billowing smoke and dust, there are more than 100,000 people, although the moment the necromantic army rushes, everyone is scattered everywhere, but the distance is not far away, hundreds of thousands, more than half of them have died in the test of the necromantic knights, and tens of thousands of people who survived, some died at the hands of the same kind, some became new source qi, and some became the recipients of the relics.

After Wang Pingren's observation, generally as long as the soldiers who survive the five waves of necromantic knight attacks can survive, after five times, the necromantic knight will automatically disappear, but generally three waves of necromantic knight attacks have already forced a person's strength to the limit, and the next is the competition of willpower.

Those with strong willpower can directly kill the fifth wave of necromantic knights to attack, and those with slightly weaker willpower can barely survive to the fifth wave, while those with weak willpower will be eliminated directly, and the result of elimination is death.

Subsequently, Wang Ping and others also found that the power of willpower can only work on the necromantic knight, but not on the same kind, in short, even if a Awakening Realm is strong-willed, and its strength in the spiritual realm has soared to the Creation Realm, but it cannot exert the strength of the Creation Realm against humans, and only the Necromantic Knight can work.

And then all this has little to do with Wang Ping, where Wang Ping and others lived, it was bloody and bloody, if it was an acquaintance, a person who handed over everything, Wang Ping was too lazy to waste his strength, one by one to kill, but anyone who met resistance, they were all killed.

There is no mercy to speak of, and there is no right or wrong to base on, ** naked reality.

In troubled times, everyone is right and wrong, and what everyone is doing is just to make themselves better survive......

The wanton slaughter made the blood almost penetrate the sky, Wang Ping and the others killed all the way, except for himself and others, whether it was Mo Wuyan's people or Tang De's people, they all implemented the absolute bloody means of robbing and killing them all.

Horses have no weeds or fat, people have no windfall and no wealth, but the results of Wang Ping's wanton slaughter are fruitful, thousands of source crystals, sets of black armor, clusters of awakening sources, and even some weapons dropped by necromantic knights......

This spiritual realm test battlefield became Wang Ping's hunting ground in an instant.

"Poof!" The last soldier was pierced through the heart, Wang Ping turned his head to look, the corpse in a place, blood stained the earth, there were many people gathered around him, dozens of thugs, except for a few who were still missing, Tangshan, Tang Jiaoyue, Lin Xiaoxiao and others had gathered together.

Wang Ping couldn't remember how many people he had killed along the way, and he didn't deliberately remember it, all he wanted was the result, as for how many people died? Are there still fewer dead people in this world? It doesn't matter how many people die, it's how to live better.

Which battlefield, which change, which epoch-making change...... Which time is not full of bones, which time there are no innocents, which time there is no killing, but will those in power care? No, all they care about is the size of the cake they get in their hands.

Which upheaval is not dark or bloody, it's just that sometimes the method of realization is different, but the result is always the same.

It's just that Wang Xiao's face became more and more pale......

"Wang, we seem to have met acquaintances." Feng Zuo stood on a high mound of dirt and looked into the distance.

Wang Ping was stunned when he heard the sound of Fengzuo, and then walked to the small hill, looked around, and saw several familiar figures through the thick smoke and dust.

Bald man! Mo is speechless! Toei Samurai! Don De is a capable man! In addition, there are three or four powerful auras, and they all have the realm of Great Perfection of the Creation Realm.

A group of them were jealous of each other, and they seemed to be arguing......

"Hide your breath." Wang Ping's eyes changed slightly.

Then, Leng Mang appeared: "Make a plan, I want this team...... One doesn't leave ...... behind."