In the dream world, Wang repaired a good way to have fun, and enjoyed a good time of spending days and drinking very happily.

After the addiction, Wang Xiu adjusted his state and practiced in his dream.

Of course, it's not cultivating the mountain and sea battle body, this divine skill is too special to be improved in the dream world.

He just practiced the two stunts that came with the mountain and sea battle body, and at the same time, his control of martial energy and divine thoughts became more and more perfect, and his surface cultivation was completely stabilized at the high-level martial saint stage.

And the actual combat power is naturally not to mention, it is a few points stronger than before.

Feeling almost, Wang Xiu directly withdrew from the dream.

On the side, Master Long was still asleep, and after relieving the restrictions on her, it was estimated that she would wake up in a while.

Stretching, Wang Xiu pushed away the big stone at the entrance of the cave and took a big breath of fresh air from the outside world.

After glancing at the beautiful scenery outside the cave, Wang Xiu opened the system panel, and his face changed suddenly.

On the panel, the number of spirit stones soared directly to six figures!

Nearly a million!

In normal times, accumulating so many spirit stones step by step, of course Wang Xiu would only be happy, but now that there were suddenly so many spirit stones, he had a bad premonition.

After flipping through the system's records, his face became more and more ugly.

These six-digit spirit stones are all because of the entry of death!

Looking at the endless lines of names on it, Wang Xiu's face turned pale.

So many people died because of him?

What did he do?

Wang Xiu's mind was buzzing, and a thought appeared silently, and then took root, making his face more and more ugly.

Beast tide!

All Wang Xiu could think of was the beast tide!

The previous wars of the Three Kingdoms were not so tragic, except for the beast tide, what could kill so many people at once?

But hasn't the beast tide all gone?

Wang Xiu's body trembled.

Although he prides himself on not being a good person and can do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, if it is really because of him that he caused the beast tide to kill so many people, it will be unbearable for a while.

It took a long time for Wang Xiu to ease up and calm down.

"Just because I died doesn't mean I'm the culprit." Wang Xiu thought calmly and came to this conclusion.

It's not to excuse himself, just like the cause of the beast tide in the future vision before, of course, it has something to do with him, but it doesn't matter if he is a sinner.

In any case, the cause of the incident was the greed of others, he did not do anything out of the ordinary, and the killing and sins caused by the beast tide should not be borne by him.

Thinking like this, Wang Xiu once again used the future vision entry.

[On the first day, when you woke up from your dream, the unstoppable tide of beasts had devoured countless towns and lives, and the barbarians you had subdued were fighting fiercely against them,

You use the future vision and rush to save people, but when you return to the barbarians, you see a thatched hut that has been trampled on, and the earth soaked in blood, and a large number of monsters fighting frantically for food.

Your heart is upset, you have launched a frantic attack on the beast tide, you have killed red eyes.

A few hours later, you slaughtered nearly half of the demon beasts, but you also died of exhaustion.

The vision of the future ends. 】

[Evaluation: After all, you are a human in temperament, not cold enough, you must know that heaven and earth are unkind and use all things as dogs, monks are not benevolent and ordinary people are dogs, and practicing against the heavens is to take over the creation of heaven and earth, and it is a process of transcending human nature, benevolence and impulsiveness are not beneficial to practitioners]

Wang Xiu looked at the words on the panel, his face blank.

It took him a long time before he came back to his senses.

Beast tide, really beast tide!

But now it's not time to investigate how the beast tide happened, it's time to find a way to solve it.

Especially when his team of barbarians is being besieged by the beast tide and the situation is precarious, how to save talents is a top priority!

It's definitely not okay to rush back in a hurry, just rule it out.

So what to do?

Wang Xiu looked at the spirit stone that had reached six figures.

Now only the power of the entry can help him.

Wang Xiu bought three entry editing opportunities in succession, and because of the double, the spirit stones required for the next purchase of entries had already increased to more than 15,000.

But Wang Xiu doesn't care about this now, the top priority is to save people.

What kind of entry can you get to help in an emergency?

Forget about directly improving your strength, the success rate of this thing is too low, even if it can succeed, the improved strength may not be able to cope with the beast tide, and the result is still a tragic death, which is meaningless.

Wang Xiu began to rack his brains to think.

As the minutes passed, Wang Xiu became more and more anxious, and his forehead began to sweat.

After all, the longer he drags on, the more dangerous the barbarians become, although there are 200,000 barbarians, it doesn't mean that there are 200,000 elite warriors, even if the barbarians are all elites, they are powerless in the face of the beast tide.

The beast tide is a natural disaster, and it can't be filled by human life, at least 200,000 barbarians are really not enough.

And right now, every minute and every second, I'm afraid that there will be barbarians dying!

Wang Xiu forced himself to calm down.

Sit down, close your eyes, and calm your mind.

After a while, Wang Xiu opened his eyes and had an idea in his heart.

【Ding! 】

[Acceptable term detected - Do you want to edit the entry?] 】

"Yes!"

……

In the territory of Wuwei Kingdom, barbarian tribes.

At this time, the barbarian tribe was already in shambles.

A large number of barbarian young people formed a circle, protecting the old and young women and children in the circle, and fighting to the death with the demon beasts.

The barbarian hunting party's original thirst for food has completely turned into exhaustion and numbness.

A group of people scattered, leading the young and strong people in the clan, wielding weapons like machines at once, fighting with the demon beasts.

Their martial arts have long since dried up, and they are desperately squeezing their bodies, desperately trying to squeeze out a trace of martial energy to fight against this terrifying beast tide.

But seeing that the tide of beasts has not weakened in the slightest, and seeing that these beasts have red eyes and do not have the slightest fatigue, and they are becoming more and more fierce, they have begun to despair.

Pobi was panting at the moment, and the sweat had already completely wet the clothes, but they were dried by the body temperature, constantly switching between dry and wet, and became a hard state.

As a human race, his physique is far less powerful than that of the barbarians, and the recovery speed of his martial arts is naturally not as fast as that of the barbarians, except for killing a lot of demon beasts at the beginning, he has no more achievements.

At this moment, looking at the black oppressive figures around him, as well as the roaring beast tide outside the human wall, he broke through the wall and gasped, trying his best to adjust his state, trying to squeeze out the martial arts and return to the battlefield.

He did not despair.

He believed that Wang Xiu would not abandon him and would come to save them!

Because of that man, his name is Wang Xiu!