Lao Qin's words made those bulls who were about to move temporarily stop fighting, after all, there are only a few who can be cheeky and stalk.

Regarding this, Lao Qin Ke knew too well.

"Everyone be quiet! I am Yan Qianxun of the Sword Sect, and I will lead our Sword Sect disciples to meet the first wave of impact in the first row. If you're good at defensive abilities, you'll be able to add a shield to us in the back, and if you're good at long-range attacks, don't keep your hands on it... But be careful to keep your distance. Don't make trouble with the deflated calves of the Ten Demon Sect... It's you, after the unconvinced event, we can talk alone. This is another world, and you don't have any demon seeds on you, so you can't receive the magic yuan you want, and it's not good for you to play tricks behind your back. "Ahead, someone has stepped up and started to take control.

Of course, at this time, it would be very boring to sneak out the Ten Demon Sect monks alone and taunt them again.

It is also enough to see from the side how the monks of the Ten Demon Sect are hated and hated by other monk groups.

"The backs of the little brothers of the Sword Sect are guarded by us!" the female cultivators of the White Lotus Meditation Sect chanted in the crowd.

The exercises of the White Lotus Meditation Sect can be regarded as one that is more aimed at the Ten Demon Sects.

Once you do your work, not only will you not leak any emotions, but you will also suppress all the negative emotions around you.

Of course, such an effect is gone in another world.

At best, they were those elder-level cultivators of the White Lotus Meditation Heart Sect, and their demonic value was more difficult to harvest than ordinary elder-level.

But it doesn't hurt... Ke Xiaoliang is not inferior to them.

The crowd began to laugh and lively, and the tension that had existed slightly was swept away.

In comparison, the other team not far away was much more silent and dignified.

It was the aboriginal team of Light Armor Hunters.

The array is neat and the atmosphere is solemn.

When the monks die, they can be resurrected, although it takes time, but for ordinary monks, it is just a matter of reducing the income of plot points.

There are not so many darlings of the times, and the tide makers need to seize the opportunity and seize the opportunity. There can be no relaxation and backwardness.

To put it bluntly, there is not even a name on the leaderboard, and he struggles for Jill.

In contrast, the lives of those indigenous people are only once.

For the monks, it may be like playing a special game.

And for them, that's life, it's what life is all about.

Ahead are a vast, almost endless number of enemies who could pay the price of their lives at any moment, and behind them are the cities they have worked so hard to build, with the family and friends they must protect, and there is no possibility of retreating.

The wind in the moor never stops.

And at this moment... Extraordinarily noisy and restless.

The tamed scaly beast snorted in frustration, then stared at the 'kind' that had been pushed into stacks in front of it with widening red eyes.

Click··· ！

A wall of light suddenly cracked.

The monsters squeezing at the entrance swarmed in.

The first to take the lead, in addition to the slender, thin, but extremely fast 'thief monster', is the 'heavy armor' known for its thick bone armor.

The monks of the Sword Sect, as they said, rushed to the front line.

It's not because they're more dedicated, but because that's what they do.

No matter what swordsmanship they have learned, whether they pay attention to straightness or indomitable, they can't avoid fighting in the first place, the pure sword heart and high fighting spirit are always the last fortress they must hold, without such a heart, no matter how amazing the talent is, it can't become a real sword cultivation, let alone the superior mastery of the Sword Sect.

Following the monks of the Sword Sect, more monks from other sects also rushed forward.

The two torrents soon collided in front of the broken light gate, and then entangled and strangled together.

At this time, in reality... A small city, a small courtyard, and an ordinary osmanthus tree, Ke Xiaoliang opened his eyes and exhaled a cold breath.

After leaving the restrictions of the Ten Demon Sects, Ke Xiaoliang also let go of himself.

There is no longer a shortage of magic points... In other words, under the premise that normal consumption is no longer in short supply, Ke Xiaoliang chooses to directly exchange demonic values for cultivation resources, which is a luxurious and wasteful behavior.

It took some time and effort to finally digest the accumulation brought by the rank of Giant of Light.

After the demon seed evolved twice, it was suppressed again.

The state that appears is always the appearance of just awakening.

However, the increase in qualifications brought to Ke Xiaoliang's body and the supernatural powers granted to him have not been withdrawn.

After a long absence, Ke Xiaoliang opened his attribute panel again.

Host: Ke Xiaoliang.

Sect:Ten Demon Sect (uncertain)。

Magical powers: the heart demon is immortal (refers to the heart of a word, broken thoughts and souls, dim heart fire, contemplation of heart traces, heart to heart seal).

Goldfinger: Gourd Vine (has opened the Huzhong Realm Wasteland World, Divine Domain World, and High Martial World).

Exercises: Heavenly Dao Qi Cultivation (a fusion of many true Qi Gong methods from the high martial world, unique to Ke Xiaoliang).

Cultivation: Thirty-one heavy qi training.

Physique: Yin Demon Body (mutated, complete).

Magic weapon: Yin Yang Yuan magnetic knife, other consumable magic weapons, charms, and array disks.

Demonic value: 175,693,421.

Closing the attribute panel, Ke Xiaoliang didn't take the statistics in the self-made system seriously.

His ability and strength go far beyond that.

Speaking of which, he has several Huzhong realms and has abundant magic points, and he can exchange his magic points for something unexpected at any time, and he can easily break this kind of system coordination that seems to be dead to the strength of the circle.

"The beast tide in the wasteland world is just the beginning. God has been born, and the world will never be in turmoil until God is above all beings again. And I'll get more magic points because of it. ”

"The wasteland world has become a world where you can let go completely, and you don't need me to invest more, everything just happens naturally!"

"Of course, this may also represent the potential of the wasteland... I've been looking at it too. In the end, there is something left, which is worth studying... There is only that drop of ancient god's blood turned into a god. ”

"That's her own peculiarity, but it doesn't have much to do with the wasteland world. The role of the wasteland world, as well as the setting of the identity background, is nothing more than the development of something implicit into explicit. ”

"Of course... That being said, until the wasteland's potential is truly exhausted, it's still the center of gravity. Not only because it has the most investment, but also because it is the most complete and most in line with what I need at the moment. ”

"I just don't know... When the gods appeared in the wasteland world, Song Qingwen could they surprise me again? The Giant of Light has exceeded my expectations, he... Or someone else, can you bring me more gains? In a world where there is already a god, create a new god?" Ke Xiaoliang couldn't help but think.

The potential of the world is not only determined by the setting of the world itself.

It is determined by the people who live and exist in this world.

Ke Xiaoliang's potential to see the end refers to the existing foundation and setting, and the part of the potential that is symbolized.