It's shocking!

It's not just the real human realm that defeated the god main realm, it's not just the invincibility of the big guys, and the bell ringing.

Simply the necessary speed of sound for victory in the war.

"Kill!"

Killing a god-level mountain giant was not Lin Lang's goal at all.

There are still more battles going on on the battlefield, and Lin Lang can't live in a credit book.

"Get out!"

The red sword flashed through the air, and a huge succubus with its body split in half.

"Die!"

As soon as the bell rang, the talent that a blue scorpion had just released turned into an ordinary attack in an instant, and was slashed to death by Lin Lang with a sword.

"Be careful!"

Accompanied by the worried voice of Tantai Nishang, a terrifying Zhenyuan big hand pinched the spear of the poisonous bee and the long sword in the other hand. Harvest heads in an instant!

Lin Lang galloped across the crowd of aliens, and it was difficult to have a round of enemies.

"Alas, brother, you only ring the bell for us, shall we come to kill the enemy?"

Lin Lang went on a rampage, and someone came up to him and shouted at him.

They didn't know Lin Lang's name yet, so they could only call him brothers.

It's just that they forgot that at the beginning of the battle, they also exchanged all kinds of words and insults at Lin Lang, and they were very slow!

Now what does it mean to call a brother!

In this regard, Lin Lang did not agree.

Just kidding, he still has daily quests, how can he see all the aliens and put them in the hands of others?

That's the wealth point, and he still owes 200 million now.

Lin Lang didn't care, although they didn't say anything to their faces, they did scold Lin Lang in their hearts!

You know, not all masters are by his side, and not everyone needs his help.

What's wrong with helping a few people?

Do you have to watch humans die in battle before you are willing?

The fight seems to be endless, but the war will eventually come to an end.

The more Lin Lang rang the bell, the more the war lasted two days and one night, and finally came to an end.

Humans gasped violently, covered in sweat and blood.

Lin Lang was also gasping for breath, and the neon dress jumped down from his back, looking at the bloody battlefield.

She had never experienced such a brutal battle firsthand, and from beginning to end, humanity was slaughtered by alien races.

Blood flew, and stumps and severed arms fell from the sky.

As long as you become a corpse, you will never have a chance to stand up again.

This time, the alien race was defeated, and the human race was also defeated, with hundreds of thousands of deaths. Countless people were injured, almost all of them were injured.

Even if it is a master of the God King Realm, there are fallen people, and it is extremely miserable.

Although the alien races that attacked were completely annihilated here, there was no guarantee that the Fog Hidden Mountain would be peaceful from now on, and there would be many unexpected things happening.

"Clean up the battlefield! Count all the data!"

There was the voice of the god-king, full of intense sorrow, and it spread throughout the battlefield.

"What's your name, boy? We can at least call you, right?"

When Lin Lang was still observing around, there were God King masters and God Lord masters who landed in front of him and said to him.

When he was not in battle, no one arranged for him to live, no one asked for his name.

After the war, someone finally came to ask.

"Lin Lang!"

Lin Lang only had two words, his chest was still rising and falling violently, and his voice seemed weak, coming out of the gap.

He knew that because of Xiao Zhong, he shined on the battlefield and became one of the many geniuses.

At this moment, the battle is over, and many masters of the same level come to investigate.

Someone even took the initiative to say hello.

Whether it's to investigate, or to come and set up, anyway, just after the end of the battle, there is a little bit of hatred for the enemy, and it will not be done immediately.

In the presence of the saint, many people will deliberately behave in a pleasant manner, and will not show their true mentality.

Lin Lang didn't care too much, but walked through the huge corpses, looking for what he wanted.

The poison sac of the blue scorpion, the spike of the poisonous bee, the slime of the mountain demon, etc., are all rare materials for refining weapons.

There are also materials that can be used in medicine, he is collecting, after all, there is still a Creation Pill, which needs to be done as soon as possible, and he cultivates the Xuanhuang Creation Technique!

When he fought today, he felt the disadvantages of not having supernatural spells, and the means were too simple.

Back and forth is the Chixiao Nine Swords, and there is no change at all.

Therefore, he is in a hurry now, and he needs to save the magic to support himself.

Xuanhuang is angry, known as ever-changing, Lin Lang has to master everything he says.

It is said that it can determine the world, and how many attack methods must be obtained as soon as possible.

He's in a hurry!

The Holy Maiden followed behind him, completely unable to understand his movements.

"What are you doing on their corpses? Whipping corpses? Is there really that much hatred?"

In the end, I couldn't help but ask.

After all, she was the daughter of the Great Emperor, and it was the first time she had seen such a situation.

"Hehe, of course it's to collect materials! I need a lot of medicinal materials for medicine, and a lot of materials to build high-end weapons. It can't be compared to the heirs of your emperor, not in the same realm!"

Lin Lang was a little sarcastic, she has a good father, so she doesn't have to fight.

Originally, he had more than a hundred Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and he didn't need to be so frugal, and even the Dao Emperor had countless soldiers who didn't need to be refined.

But now the good conditions are gone, and I can only work hard and be simple and self-reliant.

"I see, why don't you let my dad give you some materials, and you don't have to collect them yourself?"

It was obvious that Tantai Nishang didn't understand Lin Lang's words, and even thought about asking Emperor Qianshan to give Lin Lang materials.

"I'm also convinced of you! Aren't the materials of your sect also collected by many disciples? I can collect them, so why should I use other people's things?"

Lin Lang tore off a wing from the poisonous bee and shook his bloodied hand.

glanced at the questioning Tantai Ni Dress, shook his head and said.

There were many disciples around who were collecting materials, and when they heard Lin Lang's words, they instantly felt that he was very good.

At least, there is no arrogance because he is the nephew of the Emperor Qianshan, and he is even working hard, this is what impresses Qianshan, right?

"Oh, I see! I've never received materials, and it seems to be fun. Why don't I try it?"

The people who looked at the role before and after were all working hard to collect, and she also came to the spirit and was eager to try.

"No, you don't even know any material. If you come up, you will only add to the chaos. ！”

In the end, there was no way, Lin Lang waved his hand meaninglessly, terminated the conversation with Tantai Nishang, and began to collect materials seriously.

There are millions of alien races, and even if the human race exterminates them all, it doesn't know how much time it will take to collect them all.

As the sun slowly set, the work of the battlefield was completely over.

All the good materials were put away, and the remaining corpses were all buried to prevent the plague.

Lin Lang also cleaned up neatly, and then returned to the palace and carefully arranged it.