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

The demon sword paused and said through the message: "Interesting, interesting. I didn't expect that a small lower realm with a low level that couldn't be any more low-level could actually have a plaything worthy of my serious attention... It seems that this trip is the right one." "

"Boy, I should thank you, but there is no need to thank you."

"I should thank you because your existence finally gave me the interest to move my hands and feet. But your death in my hands is also a great honor I bestowed on you. It is worthy of your endless bragging in future generations. I have given you so much, You should thank me more."

"Boy, I don't know what kind of opportunity and good fortune you have got to get this sea-like energy, but what I want to tell you is that your combat experience is pitiful."

At this point, when Chen Xuan didn't respond, Demon Sword said displeasedly: "Boy, aren't you curious why I said that?"

After waiting for a long time, Chen Xuan said calmly: "Why?"

The magic sword trembled slightly: "Young man, you are still on the right path. I will give you a happy death later. Have you ever heard of the saying that manpower is sometimes poor?"

"That is to say, human power is limited, and it will be gone after it is used up. The same is true for warriors. Even if your energy is vast, it will be used up, and you don't know how to save it, let alone how to maximize it. utilization rate.”

"Just now, I only exerted a small amount of my original destructive power and corrosive power to destroy the vitality of this world, but you foolishly spent various original energies a hundred times the destructive power to repair... this world The repairs were as good as before, and there was even an extra surplus. It must be said that his inexplicable kindness is ridiculous."

"Does he know that in a battle between weaklings, every bit of strength can be wasted?"

The magic sword trembled again, the eyes of all beings turned red, and the weapons in their hands were put down again before they were raised.

And through the picture transmitted by this eyed bird, the countless top monks in the spiritual world gathered in the evil netherworld were all shocked and opened their mouths.

Even the newly born Shura Wen Xiaoer has become a mortal, with no trace of the original evil energy in his body.

twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

But in the last second, the warriors suddenly regained their consciousness, put down their weapons in confusion, and withdrew their magic imprints.

However, even though it was furious, it didn't get the slightest response from Xing Rong.

"Young man, you are seeking death." Demon Sword said angrily: "It's ridiculous, pitiful... He couldn't have spent less time cleaning up the demonic obstacles, but in order to cause more tragedies, he would rather consume all his original power... Are those ants worth the small price he pays? They are so stupid, does he know how easy it is to get the original power?"

The telepathy master's thoughts were instantly enriched, not to mention the drop of telepathy, even the thread of telepathy was there, and the perception of the true charm of heaven was also gone.

Becoming a mortal, before Wen Xiaoer panicked, the beauty from the heart bloomed under this pure and flawless face.

But everyone is panicked.

"It's very bad. I want to take a look. He doesn't have much energy to waste?"

A wave of thanksgiving echoed through the sky in the small land of Kunxu.

For a warrior to lose his weak strength, it is more terrifying than for a mortal to find that he is getting older.

Next, more frightened voices sounded.

Yes... the cultivation realm of the warriors is even a small level lower than what they were later.

"The villain dies because he talks less." Chen Xuan said calmly.

"Let's chat."

"What are you talking about?" Demon Sword looked behind him without any surprise.

With Xing Rong's hot hum, as expected, everything returned to normal.

The billions of true dragons floating in the sky instantly fell into the clouds, with a trace of dragon power still remaining in their bodies.

In the last second, we all either raised the weapons in our hands, or ended the dissolving spell imprint. An unprecedented super melee is about to break out, and everyone will be an enemy.

Wen Xiaoer was startled in disbelief, with tears in her eyes: "You thought you had escaped, but it turns out that Brother Chen Xuan has been paying attention to you... He just took action temporarily."

"Noisy." Chen Xuan looked impatient: "You also want to ask him if he has heard a sentence."

The power of bloodline is everywhere.

"You understand, those ants are his weakness... Today you want to see how many times he can save us?"

As the magic sword trembled again and again, looking from a low altitude, there were countless pairs of eyes on the ground, like slowly switching neon lights, flashing red light.

That round of fighting took place in a matter of moments.

"You're broken. You can't go see Brother Chen Xuan." Wen Xiaoer didn't mind losing the weak power at all. You seemed to be the smallest winner in that disaster.

For a warrior, there is nothing more terrifying than a sudden loss of power.

At the same time, the endless monster beasts also became restless. Compared to the warriors, they may be a little worse. Although they have energy, they have smaller bodies, and their physical strength far exceeds that of powerful humans.

Wen Xiaoer was stunned. You felt the destructive negative energy return to your body, and your eyes filled with tears.

The gray mist visible to the naked eye suddenly emerged from the void. In an instant, it enveloped the world of Kunxu, and then suddenly dissipated the last moment.

Just when your heart was filled with despair, this unfamiliar voice came with a doting tone: "Xiao'er, the magic sword only cleared away the original evil energy in his body and did not change his Shura physique. If he loses the evil energy at this moment, Without nourishment, the body will be damaged. He must not wait any longer. Before this battle, you will reshape his body and completely solve the problem."

At this moment, you would rather be a mortal, stand on the opposite side of that world, and stand on the opposite side of Xing Rong.

"Son, I am Xin. Is his original power limited?"

"Your cultivation..."

After saying that, the sword trembled slightly to the right again.

Although we know exactly what happened, we all understand that Chen Xuan once again saved sentient beings from fire and water.

Several Yuanli warriors fell into panic, and the supernatural power we relied on...the rich Yuanli in the body suddenly became empty, as if it had been suddenly taken away.

At this moment, we just pray in our hearts... The king of all races will create a miracle again.

"I am very curious. Is there nothing in his body now? Hahahaha."

Before he finished speaking, the magic sword trembled and gray mist filled the air.

"Brother Chen Xuan, does he want you?"

The eyes of all the beings in Kunxu turned red and they raised the weapons in their hands... But in the last second, the red light in our eyes suddenly dissipated.

The magic sword trembled again, and the eyes of hundreds of millions of creatures in Kunxu suddenly changed. However, the red light only flashed before the eyes recovered again.

"Very bad...Dear son, death is repentance."

"Presumptuous." Demon Sword was furious.

"I have never felt so strong. Now you can't even beat a stronger mortal..."

Mortals, on the other hand, are suddenly controlled by the smallest evil thoughts buried deep in their hearts and rush towards us. Countless human tragedies are about to happen.

Feeling sweet in your heart, you found a secret place and sat down obediently, your mind focused on the battlefield in the distance.

A moment ago, the small ground of Kunxu suddenly became restless, and countless warriors screamed in panic.

"Your energy...is empty."

As the magic sword vibrated, traces of white energy suddenly dissipated between heaven and earth.

But our cultivation has not been lost.

But in the world of monsters and beasts, these monsters with low bloodlines but short bodies are like these monsters with high-level bloodlines but small bodies. It is conceivable that the world of monsters and beasts will usher in an unprecedented event. A little shuffle.

It's just that the creatures in Kunxu Ten Thousand Worlds, whether they are warriors, mortals or monsters, all have red eyes and dull expressions, as if they are walking corpses that have lost their minds.

The physical strength of the body-refining warrior has also disappeared, leaving behind a body of strong muscles. The fist that was originally unable to crush Xiongshan now only has a few hundred kilograms of strength left, even a cow.

Seeing Chen Xuan's actions, Demon Sword was no longer angry: "Son, he wasted his original energy like this just to anger me and make me feel uncomfortable?"

"Thank you, King of All Clans."

The same is true for Zen cultivation, demon cultivation, demon cultivation, etc. Today's Kunxu, although still full of all kinds of energy, has not yet completely reduced to a mundane world as far as all living beings are concerned, and martial arts has also dropped to its highest level in an instant. Point...a primitive world of fighting with fists, kicks, and swords.

Except for the heavy figure running towards Chen Xuan, it was wrapped in white air again.