At the same time, the fierce plough world.

Northern Jiangsu turned into a giant body as tall as a mountain, running on the land.

He could feel that this world, with the addition of physical strength, his strength and physique had increased many times.

It wasn't long before he reached the valley he had been in the last place, where Chaju had been lured and besieged.

At this time, the fog in the valley has dissipated, revealing a precipitous landscape.

The peaks of the mountains on all sides towered into the clouds, and in the black and white sky, they looked like still giants.

The fierce plough world is different from the human realm, it is still late at night outside, but it is already daylight here.

"I don't know how much luck I earned just now?"

Su Bei stood in the valley, not in a hurry to continue walking, but with a shake of his palm.

The floating clouds wrapped around his body immediately wriggled and sent out an OPO mobile phone, which slowly rose into the air with his command.

Su Bei's figure shook slightly, shrunk to the size of a normal human, and reached out to hold the phone.

Then, he lit up the screen, opened the Tiandao server, and quickly checked the current amount of Qi Luck Value.

Luck value: 8325.

Su Bei's eyes lit up, revealing a look of joy.

He was used to negative luck, and for the first time, he enjoyed positive treatment. Moreover, the positive amount is so huge!

You must know that before this, he killed Zhou Shiren and others in Shuhe County, and it only rose by 2,500 points, which is close to positive.

Later, on Zichen Mountain, he killed Liu Wensong, Liu Wuyi, Charles and others in a row, increasing a wave of luck.

Now, counting the sixteen fierce plough powerhouses killed in the Fierce Plough Realm, as well as the two gray light clusters who don't know life and death, it can reach 8325 points, which is really good.

"Although the powerhouses in the fierce plough world are not weaker than A-level grandmasters, their abilities are still uneven, and on average, the luck value contributed by each fierce plough powerhouse should be around 300-400 points. ”

Su Bei calculated the source of the value of qi luck, and probably understood the value of measurement.

"And a peak powerhouse like Charles of the 'Red' organization who surpasses the A-level, the luck value of each contribution should be around 1,000 points. ”

He nodded secretly, not knowing if the two gray light clusters were dead.

"By the way, 8325 qi luck points, is it enough to cure my mother's genetic decay?"

Su Bei stretched out his hand to exit the browsing interface of the luck value, switched to the "Ng" word directory, and found the red robbery file of "Chen Jin".

Click the "Delete" button, and the interface flashes immediately.

Hint: Are you about to die, do you want to continue?

Su Bei frowned, and his finger slowly clicked on the word "no".

"It seems that the luck value is still not enough, I need more. ”

He raised his eyes to look at the sky of the fierce plough realm, and the pitch-black crack above it was as eerie as the scars of the firmament.

His gaze cooled inward.

Whether it's because of luck or because of the war between the two realms, killing becomes inevitable.

Thinking of this, he quickly put away his mobile phone, wrapped himself in the floating clouds, his body rose against the wind, and soon turned into a tall giant in the mountains.

"Fierce Plough Realm, I'm here!"

He ran as fast as he could, through valleys, over mountains, rivers, and forests.

In a few moments, he finally crossed the mountains and appeared in a plain area.

In the distance, a fierce plough tribesman dressed in armor and weapons made of unknown ores appeared, riding an unnamed giant beast with two horns under his crotch.

"Rulusiwa, Dadagu!"

When he saw Su Bei, he suddenly raised the weapon in his hand that looked like a sword but not a sword, and asked sharply.

However, Su Bei couldn't understand his words at all.

"This is the language of the Plough Realm?"

He glanced at the other party with a little curiosity, and then jumped up instantly, waved his fist, and slammed down with a Tiangang fist!

"Damn, which tribe are you from, dare not listen to Xuan Huangwei's question!"

The fierce plough tribe riding a giant beast changed his eyes and used mental fluctuations to send out his own words.

At the same time, he raised his sword and stabbed at Su Bei's fist.

He had already noticed the abnormality, after all, although Su Bei's figure was almost the same as that of people in the fierce plough world, his appearance was very different.

Most of the people in the fierce plough realm have bodies similar to rocks, no flesh and blood, and they are burly and handsome.

Well, that's what the beast-ridden man thinks.

Therefore, according to his observation, Subei has a strange body and looks too ugly, far from the temperament of the people of the fierce plough world.

It's no wonder that he can't judge the human identity of Northern Su for a while.

Because the fierce plough world is extremely extensive, there are many creatures with strange appearances, and this one is not bad.

It's like elves and dwarves can coexist under a single sky.

Boom –

In the time that the two were thinking, a punch and a sword had already collided together.

The size of the fierce plough tribe was short, and the giant beast crouched on the ground, gasping for breath. Obviously, Subei's fist is extremely powerful.

And Su Bei also took a few steps back, shook his fist, and felt a tingling pain.

Their fight is purely based on their physique and strength, but they are opponents.

"Attack Xuan Huangwei, die!"

The fierce plough tribesman was furious, and a little ground under his feet, the giant beast rose in response to the sound and charged towards northern Jiangsu.

The sword-like weapon, not the sword, as the riding beast galloped, lifted up, and slashed down heavily.

Su Bei's eyes changed, and the other party's sword with the help of the beast impact was more than several times stronger than the rush to fight from the bottom to the top just now.

"Since you use weapons, then I'll come too!"

He uses his spirit to send out violent fluctuations and transmit messages to the other party.

There was a light in his eyes, and there was a kind of joy in meeting an evenly matched opponent.

In this kind of battle, you can quickly sharpen yourself and make continuous progress!

"Come out, World-Splitting Magic Knife!"

Su Bei shouted in human language, reached out and grabbed the spatial crack in the frozen state that appeared out of thin air.

This is the S-class genetic talent "World Splitting Demon Pupil", which has turned into a pitch-black long knife!

Although Subei has not specifically copied the martial arts techniques of the sword type, there is no lack of content in the knowledge records of martial arts powerhouses such as Zhang Ergou.

In particular, the basic knife technique in northern Jiangsu has reached the pinnacle.

Therefore, as soon as he grasped the World-Splitting Demon Knife, he strode forward and slashed at the fierce plough clan who rushed towards him.

Syllable!

The sword-shaped weapon in the opponent's hand was instantly cut off with a single sword.

The faces of the fierce plough tribesmen suddenly changed, and a look of horror rose in their eyes.

However, the beast's sprint speed was extremely fast, his feet did not touch the ground, and he had nowhere to borrow strength, and it was even more difficult to adjust his body quickly.

Therefore, the long black knife slashed through his chest, meeting the charge of the beast, and in an instant.

The two of them had to stagger past each other, standing back to back.

However, the fierce plough tribesman who fell behind Subei roared in his mouth, and then his body was broken in two and fell to the ground.

The beast crouched on the ground and trembled.

"Hey, am I already so strong......"

Su Bei held the World-Splitting Demon Knife and shrugged, not expecting that the battle had only just begun, and it had already ended.