Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Billion Times Crit System

Chen Xuan was startled.

Good guy, Gu Qingyun, this guy wants to use his free buff to kill more monsters.

Well, I can be considered to be contributing to the Zhenwu Domain, and I don't need to do anything anyway... Just hide behind everyone.

In order to prevent the Zhenyuan Sword from falling into the hands of the monsters, these big men must have sacrificed their lives to protect themselves.

Sure enough, a large number of high-level strange creatures were brought in, and everyone was killed... The efficiency was surprisingly high.

"Palace Master Gu, thank you very much." Xiao Fei Hua said in Feihuadian.

"Chen Xuan, this kid's spirit sword has such powerful characteristics... Today's killing is too refreshing. Those who used to be powerful monsters are now weak like grandsons." Xiong Sihei Cool laugh.

Among them, the strongest is Cheng Xueyu, the master of Zhenxie Palace, who directly faced off against a deceitful king.

Cheng Xueyu is an old man in a gray robe. It is rumored that the gray robe on his body was originally a white robe, but in the thousands of years of fighting with the monsters, he has infected the gray blood of countless monsters. Gradually it became what it is now.

The domain Cheng Xueyu owns is a kind of bloodthirsty domain. After he improved it, as long as the domain is stimulated, **** raindrops will fall. In this domain, his bloodthirsty ability is the strongest, and his combat power can gain huge promote.

Cheng Xueyu has been in charge of the Zhenxie Temple where the abyss is located for thousands of years. He has been fighting on the front line with the abyss and is deeply respected by the world.

And this deceitful king is more than ten meters tall. Although he looks small, his cultivation base is extremely powerful. His whole body is almost condensed from creepy ink. Even the air and light will be cast a gray shadow.

Yuan Qi and Wei Qi are one and the same, both seem to be a kind of super energy, and can be transformed into each other.

This is the result of 100,000 years of research in Zhenwuyu.

After being occupied by negative factors, the deceitful martial artist abandons the cultivation of Yuanli and instead cultivates with deceitful energy.

In the original abyss, there were many monsters that were nourished by the strange energy, and the strange monster was one of them, and its typical feature was the horns on the top of its head.

And the King of Stupidity is the king-level master among the monsters...

Seeing Cheng Xueyu confronting the False King, Sang Zhentian rushed up: "Palace Master Cheng, I'm here to help you kill this beast."

"I don't need you..." At this moment, Cheng Xueyu had already felt that the strength of the devious king was suppressed by Chen Xuan's Zhenyuan sword, and his strength was less than half of the previous one, and he was overjoyed.

Seeing Sang Zhentian coming to "grab the credit", he was suddenly unhappy.

Although he doesn't count on this point, being able to kill a monster king alone is enough to make his reputation louder by three points.

This kind of good thing, of course, cannot be shared with others.

And Sang Zhentian also understood in his heart, why didn't he want to get some light... In the future, if he and Cheng Xueyu joined forces to kill a devious king, he would naturally become famous.

Seeing this, Yun Zhonghuo, Xiao Feihua, Gu Qingyun and others also rushed to...

The king of monsters who can't be beat on weekdays... With their current strength, they can definitely kill them easily.

At this time, it is a good time to beat the drowning dog.

For a time, the deceitful king became a fragrant pastry.

"Don't even think about it." Cheng Xueyu felt a rush in his heart, slapped himself on the chest, and spit blood... His bloodthirsty field has greatly increased the power, and he is like a magic weapon, instantly flying to the top of the deceitful king. Palm shot.

This palm, vast and incomparably thick, seems to come from the void, creating something out of nothing, carrying endless surging power, with the momentum of thunder, carrying endless yuan power, under the blessing of the bloodthirsty field, slams down.

boom!

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the deceitful king shattered into mud and slag, turning into devious ink floating in the sky.

"Hahaha, this old man killed a sly king alone."

Cheng Xueyu laughed and was very happy.

The other bosses were stunned for a moment, and Sang Zhentian suddenly said angrily: "This old man actually gave himself a slap in order to take credit. He really can do it."

In desperation, everyone had no choice but to chase and kill other high-level monsters.

Soon, the powerful monsters who came to raid Chen Xuan were killed one by one.

After the bosses got this group of monsters, they were all standing in the air, powerful and coldly watching the mist.

In this battle, not only have they killed countless low-level monsters, but even high-level monsters and monsters have suffered heavy losses, and even killed a monster king who exists at the top of the abyss... It can be said that the record is outstanding.

And all this is due to Chen Xuan's spirit sword - Zhen Yuan.

"Zhen Yuan... Could it be the meaning of suppressing the abyss? This sword deserves this name." Cheng Xueyu glanced at Chen Xuan and praised.

"When the war is over, let's reward this little guy well." Sang Zhentian said.

"Second." Gu Qingyun also expressed his position.

"This sword is so strong, it shouldn't be in the hands of a small martial artist, it should be used by us, it should be able to play a greater role..." said Yun Zhonghuo, the master of the Beacon Fire Hall.

He is a **** figure who supports Chen Yan, and before that, he also had a conflict with Chen Xuan... So he definitely doesn't want to see Chen Xuan become bigger.

If Chen Xuan has mastered this sword all the time, he will inevitably become the sweet pastry in the eyes of the boss.

Just ask, who doesn't want to bring a buff that can permanently reduce the enemy's combat power by 50%... Then, in the future, Chen Xuan will become more and more important in the war against monsters, and his reputation will grow... Maybe one day, When everyone found out that he was no longer necessary, he became a holy son...

And he had a grudge against Chen Xuan, and Chen Xuan became the holy son, and the first unlucky one was himself.

After hearing the words, all the bigwigs were startled and lost in thought.

"If this sword is in the hands of a palace master, only by reducing its powerful attributes by 50%, and its incomparably powerful flame power... Killing the king is like slaughtering a pig and a sheep, my true martial arts face the abyss, really can toughened up."

Cheng Xueyu nodded slightly.

He didn't have an opinion on Chen Xuan. He was dedicated to eliminating strange things and dealing with the abyss all his life. Of course, he hoped to maximize the benefits. As for Chen Xuan's loss, he felt that he could use other things to make up for it.

"It's not right... If we take things like this, how are we different from robbers?" Gu Qingyun said solemnly.

"I don't agree either, this is what Chen Xuan has worked hard for." Xiao Feihua also said.

"This matter can be discussed later..." Qing'er's father, Sang Zhentian said euphemistically.

"Hehe, it's nothing more than a sword... Still need to go back and discuss?" Yun Zhonghuo said.

At this time, several dragon princes arrived, and Ao Yu stated: "This sword should be controlled by each clan in turn... After all, our dragon clan has also contributed a lot."

I don't know when, the leader of the mountain clan, Hu Yanzhen, also came forward: "This sword is really powerful against monsters. It is better to say that as Prince Aoyu said, the clans take turns to control and send masters to deal with the abyss..."

Xiong Sihei said coldly: "What does it have to do with your mountain clan? Even if it is used, it is also used by my Zhenwuyu Palace Master..."

He looked at the Zhenyuan sword in Chen Xuan's hand with a pair of bear eyes, showing greed from his heart.

He has no hatred with Chen Xuan, just greed.

"Everyone." Gu Qingyun stood up again. "Have you asked what Chen Xuan meant?"

"Ask him what?" Yun Zhonghuo said disdainfully.

"We can discuss it." Xiong Sihei also agreed.

Ao Yu and Hu Yanzhen also scrambled to speak, wanting to share a piece of the pie.

Immediately, there was a commotion at the scene.

"enough."

An angry shout came, as if with a curling Sanskrit sound.

Everyone just felt clear.

There seemed to be a fire cloud floating in the sky, and a bald old man stood on it, it was Master Huo Yuan.

He did not get angry any more, but said: "Everyone, greed, hatred and delusion are all negative factors... You are arguing here because of a treasure, venting a lot of negative factors... Don't forget, The strange fog is right in front of you... If you are not careful, if you plant an inner demon, you can easily turn into a strange warrior."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed, and they turned their heads to look, only to see that the thick mist seemed to be blessed and became even more surging.

"Sin... I actually got greedy, if it wasn't for the reminder from Master Huo Yuan, I'm afraid that sooner or later I would be controlled by the ghost..." Xiong Sihei hurriedly guarded his mind and thanked Master Huo Yuan.

Yun Zhonghuo snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The dragon prince didn't dare to mention it again, at the moment they were around the mist, and they didn't want to be taken advantage of by the mist.

A strange color flashed in Hu Yanzhen's eyes, but he didn't speak.