Jufang looked at Lin Tian behind him a little stunned:

"Dude, you're a spiritual master, right, I remember, you got the Essence Spirit Fire in the Eight Cities Joint Entrance Examination."

The orange fang muttered, and suddenly realized something.

No wonder, Commander Liu would let Lin Tian come to the Yuantian battlefield.

The perception of the spiritual master is crushing ordinary martial artists in every aspect.

"Well, I did get an Elven Fire."

Lin Tian chuckled.

Jufang nodded, looking directly at Lin Tian, his eyes as if he had seen the most precious treasure.

"Don't look at me like that, just say something you want."

Lin Tiandun felt uncomfortable.

"Lin Tian, the two of us can cooperate, you tell me the location, and I'll catch the sandworms below."

Jufang blinked, chuckled and said:

"The Yuantian Battlefield has its own will, and if the two of us cooperate, the Grievance Heaven Battlefield will distribute the martial marks according to how much we contribute."

Lin Tian pondered slightly, his perception was paved, there were indeed many sandworms in the sand.

"There's one there." Lin Tian pointed in one direction.

The orange fang's eyes flashed:

"Look at Lao Tzu's killing technique!"

He let out a low roar and blasted out with a punch.

A fist mark of golden light burst out, instantly smashing into the sand.

Rumble!

A sandworm that was about five meters deep in the sand was instantly blown to pieces.

Lin Tian's eyes shrank slightly, and the punch that Jufang casually used was so powerful.

Airplanes!

The slightest ray of light converged towards Lin Tian, and two more martial marks appeared on his arm in an instant.

And the orange fang raised its arm, one more.

"It seems that the Abyssal Battlefield thinks that our contribution is the same."

Jufang muttered, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"I'm a second-level killer, and there are only two first-level sandworms."

Although he was less than Lin Tian, according to Lin Tian's speed, he wouldn't have much time to kill three thousand martial beasts.

In the past, if you had to look for it yourself, it would have been a lot of wasted time.

"Hmm."

Lin Tian almost understood the distribution mechanism of the martial marks.

The same level is four, and for each realm crossed, the number of martial marks obtained should be multiplied by four.

And the high realm kills the low realm, and for each high realm, the number of martial marks obtained must be divided by two.

If that sandworm is killed by one person, it will be two martial marks.

But the Yuantian battlefield judged that Lin Tian and Jufang each contributed half.

Therefore, Lin Tian wanted to obtain the martial marks that killed half of the martial beasts.

Fair, it seems.

Jufang's speed and damage were much stronger than Lin Tian's.

After all, the qi and blood are already three thousand five hundred, and the strength is very good.

Lin Tian's eyes were clear.

What Jufang didn't know was that his punch had knocked something out of Lin Tian's heart.

That is to underestimate the hearts of others.

Lin Tian was after killing a fourth-level fierce beast by himself.

Although he didn't show anything, he was extremely proud in his heart.

This kind of pride, before the assassination of Gu Qing, swelled to the extreme.

He can kill level 4 at level 1, but others can't.

He Lin Tian is the first day of pride.

But now, Lin Tian should be a little clearer.

The orange fang is stronger than him, much stronger.

And the orange fang is only second-level.

He is Tianjiao, and others are also Tianjiao, why is Lin Tian's blood quality high, and Lin Tian's martial arts proficiency is strong?

However, if the orange fang wanted to know what Lin Tian was thinking at this time, he would probably be scolded.

No matter how he is, he is a sophomore.

Stronger than Lin Tian, shouldn't it?

Letting Jufang give him a hand is actually much faster than Lin Tian killing alone.

"There!"

Lin Tian pointed to a position again.

Rumble!

The orange fang punched out again.

The orange fang increased by one, and the forest sky added two.

"There!"

Boom Boom!

Bombardment resounded from above the ground.

Lin Tian and Jufang went all the way to the west to kill.

Basically, Lin Tian pointed out the location, and the orange fang could be killed in an instant.

The speed is indeed much faster than Lin Tian to kill!

Three or four times more!

In almost an hour, Lin Tian's arm was already densely covered with hundreds of martial marks.

"Lin Tian, how many martial arts marks do you have?"

Jufang wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked.

"More than five hundred and thirty." Lin Tian said with a smile.

"Yes, I've got more than two hundred."

The orange fang exhaled a turbid breath.

Following Lin Tian, the speed is indeed a lot faster, although the number of martial marks will be halved, but it is much better than him killing alone.

It's just that the only thing that makes the orange fang uncomfortable.

Still, he cooperated with Lin Tian, and Lin Tian got twice as much as himself.

This is an extremely complex psychology.

Although you make money from others, it is hard to think that others have so much more than you.

What's more, the orange fang is the second level, and Lin Tiancai is the first level.

Jufang was strange in his heart, and the more he fought, the more he felt that he was working for Lin Tian.

"Why don't you wait for me to come and you take a break?" Lin Tian looked at the orange fang and smiled.

"Don't, buddy, what are you talking about, I'm not tired, I don't rest, I can play all day."

Ju Fang sneered, if Lin Tian did it himself, he really wouldn't get anything.

"Jufang, you said before that the altar can be exchanged for martial arts, where is the altar?"

Lin Tian asked.

"There are hundreds of altars in the entire battlefield of Grievances, and we are only at the very edge, and we can see them when we go inside."

Ju Fang smiled, glanced at the martial marks on Lin Tian's arm and said:

"When your martial marks reach a thousand, the Yuantian Battlefield will descend its will, you need to enter your code name, if you are the person who has obtained the most martial marks on this day, the Grievance Heaven Battlefield will also give you a reward."

Lin Tian's eyes were slightly condensed, and he was a little surprised.

This Abyssal Battlefield seems to be very human.

That's just at this time.

Lin Tian suddenly looked towards a hill on the right.

"Someone's coming."

Lin Tian said coldly.

"Huh?" Jufang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Lin Tian's line of sight.

"Oh, it's worthy of being a spiritual master." A man's joking voice was heard.

Soon, several figures wearing horns on their heads appeared from the slope.

"Dragons."

Jufang frowned.

Lin Tian's eyes shrank, it was the first time he had seen the dragon clan up close, and he had seen photos on the Internet before.

The feeling given to him by these dragons should be around the second level.

The dragon man at the head looked at Lin Tian, and then his eyes moved to the orange fang and said with a chuckle:

"Brother of the human race, our spiritual master was seriously injured by the martial beast, we urgently need a spiritual master now, can you lend us this little brother for a few days?"

"Hey, we'll be back this afternoon, I don't have enough points."

Jufang laughed and walked in front of Lin Tian.

"Brother of the human race, take a step to speak, we really need a spiritual master."

The man in the dragon group smiled lightly, but there was already a hint of threat in his eyes.

Jufang was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and whispered to Lin Tian:

"Leave me alone later, just slip away."

Lin Tian's eyes were cold and he didn't speak.

"Brother of the Terrans, we are short on time, you see, ......" the dragon man continued, his voice obviously cold.

"Look at your mother!"

A low roar.

Rumble!

The surging qi and blood burst from the orange fang's body, and the surrounding air instantly froze, and the ground froze.