Doomsday Immortal System

The huge valley was filled with densely packed demons, jostling and bumping together.

Peng Man rushed into it, and with a twist of the big sword in his hand, dozens of monsters turned into corpses. At this time, his shortcomings were as high as 30,000, and he could use 30,000 points of melee attack value. Plus 6%

The double attack with 10 trigger probability makes it extremely easy to harvest mostly 2nd and 3rd level demons.

The little girl has been following him, struggling to kill the monsters in the back and the threats from the wandering demons in the air. In this way, even if he encounters a level 4 or above, Peng Man will have enough time to throw the javelin.

After a while, the valley demon finally felt the threat and began to kill two purple metal cans that appeared and disappeared one after another. What Peng Man wanted was this effect. The demon would not scream or mess around if it could not "see" the food.

You can't threaten him by shouting.

In this way, the killing continued for a full seven days. Because the little girl took the panacea in advance and continued to replenish her consumption, she persisted without meditating and recovering once in the middle.

boom!

The last wandering demon was cut in half by the girl. So far, the monsters in the valley have been completely wiped out. Peng Man's upgrade experience has also been rushed to half. One more killing of this scale will be able to advance again. Unfortunately, for

He would never escalate to seek torture. - If it attracts Level 5 or Level 6 people, will they let them live?

Two figures, one large and one small, walked down the pile of corpses as high as a mountain peak. They first found a clean corner and sent the armor into the Doomsday Furnace to burn the disgusting mucus on it. Then they leaned against the cliff and took pills to recover.

After seven days of non-stop fighting, Peng Man was exhausted to the extreme, let alone the girl. However, the immortal cultivators in the pit still had to be "taken care of". He signaled the girl not to follow him, and first checked the seven-year-old girl he had inserted at the exit of the pit.

When I saw that there was no sign of being touched, I couldn't help but smile softly and said to myself: You are smart.

No matter whether those cultivators never came up, or they saw the javelin after coming up, and then cleverly retracted it, as long as the other party didn't see them wearing armor, Peng Man didn't bother to care. Killing requires stamina! There is no such thing.

Experience gains.

When the two rested until the next day, the immortal cultivator who was huddled in the pit finally carefully poked his head out. When they saw the huge mountain of corpses piled not far away, they immediately fell into petrification.

"Is this still a human being?"

"Fortunately I didn't dare to provoke him before!"

"The two ancestors won't be displeased with us, right?" Some cultivators thought, and simply retreated into the pit.

On the other hand, the girl wearing a mask, although weak, was not very afraid of him. She directly ordered the people with nimble hands and feet to use storage bags to transport the corpses outside the mountain col and throw them away. After all, the valley was their base, so how could they live with corpses everywhere.

"Senior sister, what should we do in the future?" the woman also wearing white asked worriedly.

"Yes, I originally thought that by slowly attracting monsters, I would be able to open a passage back to the sect one day, but now I see that there is no chance at all!" Another person said with a lingering fear on her face. The terrifying experience of the sea of ​​monsters made her feel that there was no way to return to the sect.

hopeless.

"I don't know if something is wrong with my uncles and ancestors. If they are alive, they will definitely find a way out."

"This... it's really not certain. If we hadn't been sent out and happened to be in the valley, we wouldn't have been able to escape bad luck."

"Yeah, it's impossible to survive. Even if we are trapped here, we will die sooner or later!"

"We don't have many pills left."

…

A group of women dressed in white were chattering, but their voices were very low and deep, full of despair unique to the end of the world.

"No matter what, you have to persevere. If you persevere, there will be hope." The woman wearing a mask said softly. Her originally firm and powerful words were made like paste by her words.

"I can't stand it anymore!" A woman on the outermost side suddenly pointed at her and shouted like a madman: "Don't fool us with your useless nonsense! When we faced a sudden disaster, I said we couldn't

The elixirs are given to others, but you, as the senior sister, must share them. What’s the result? You asked for a bunch of useless trash, and even cleaning up a village almost killed us! Now we still have to take care of those cripples, those cripples who are useless at all.

Are you a wild man, are you so protective?!"

"Shut up, don't be rude to Senior Sister!" Another woman scolded. Regular sects in the fairy world have strict rules. Disciples cannot oppose their masters, and junior brothers and sisters cannot oppose senior sisters. Especially Senior Sister, who is the leader of a generation, is regarded as the future.

The authority of the leader is absolutely unquestionable.

The crazy woman waved her hands vigorously, as if she wanted to tear her accuser into pieces: "Shut up! The sect is gone, all the masters and ancestors are dead, please don't use the name of senior sister to pressure me in the future!!"

"You!" The speaker was shaking with anger.

"Besides, don't think I don't know, her!" The crazy woman pointed her hand at the masked girl like a sword: "Why should she be the senior sister! Why? Isn't she just pretending to be pitiful to please the ancestor!

Ask, ask, everyone in the family, who obeys her!"

"Shut up!" Another person opened his mouth and spit out a three-inch flying sword, pointing it directly at the crazy woman: "Do you want to betray the master?" He was actually a genuine swordsman, a swordsman who had the hope of being promoted to Sword Immortal.

brush!

Thirteen flying swords appeared at the same time, and the sword points were pointed directly at the crazy woman. The cold death scene was about to break out.

Those who rebel against our sect shall be killed!

This is the iron law of the sect in the immortal world. Even if we are in the end of the world, those female cultivators of the sect who have long been accustomed to obey still subconsciously maintain this iron law.

Seeing this, Peng Man couldn't help but frown slightly. These women have a lot of background! There are very few genuine sword cultivators in Cangtian. How strong must a sect be that can issue flying swords to all its disciples? No wonder they can maintain order in the valley.

, no evil deeds common in the apocalypse occurred, and no one dared to do anything to them. It turned out to be due to their own strength.

"Okay, okay, everyone put away the flying swords. Ziyuan was also excited and talked nonsense." The only woman in white who did not draw a sword began to act like a peacemaker.

The women looked at the senior sister habitually, but did not put away their swords.

"Put them all away. We are the only ones alive outside. If one person is missing, we will never be seen again." The girl with the mask said.

After hearing this, the girls put away their flying swords at the same time.

"I don't want you to be hypocritical! It's not rare!" The woman who escaped her life shouted: "Come and kill me, come and kill me. I don't want to live for a long time! Don't think that everything will be fine if you kill me. There is no pill.

No one can survive!"

These words hit home their hidden worries, so most of the women frowned.

"What do you want?" asked the person who had previously tried to persuade him.

"Them!" The crazy woman pointed at the disabled people in the valley, as well as the immortal cultivators who were in good health: "None of them are from our Qingdan Sect, and many of them do not even belong to the Seven Sects, and they are not even counted as the outer sects of the Seven Sects. We

Why should you give them life-saving elixirs! Why! Now the life and death of the elders of the sect are unknown, and you, a senior sister, cannot do something convincing, so you are not worthy of being a senior sister!"

"Yes, why does Senior Sister distribute the elixirs to people who are not from the Seven Sects? I have to give everyone an explanation in order to be convincing." The person who had just persuaded me to make peace intervened at the right time.

Peng Man smiled coldly in his heart and said to himself: Someone is stepping up and someone is helping, this doomsday drama is really good to watch!

The weak girl said nothing in the face of the accusation. The one named Ziyuan was even more proud: "Look, you see, even she herself has nothing to say. If you ask me, the top priority now is to fight back to the sect and rescue the elders, and

Don’t stay here to take care of the cripples of other factions!”

Zi Yuan's words resonated with some people, and some people even nodded in public. In fact, they also knew that the so-called killing back to the sect to rescue the elders was nonsense. The important thing was to leave the injured and save the few remaining pills! Immortal World

Faced with such a catastrophe, how could they have the energy to take care of others? Previously, they thought that by giving pills to the immortal cultivators of other sects and driving them to take back the villages and towns, they would be able to get timely supplies, so no one opposed the senior sister's decision.

However, their several attempts were only piecemeal, with no hope of recapturing the village. The last time they even caused a monster riot, almost leaving them dead, so there was no need to distribute the pills to waste.

"Okay! Since everyone thinks I'm right, please ask Senior Sister to do it!"

"No, those injured will die without elixir!" The veiled girl shook her head slightly, still disagreeing.

"Since the senior sister is not willing to rescue the elders, let's go ourselves!" The crazy woman turned around and walked to another corner, clearly distinguishable from the others.

"It was planned long ago!" a woman said angrily: "No wonder she asked to bring supplies earlier! Eighty percent of the remaining pills we have are on her body!"

"She is trying to split the sect and should be punished!"

Unfortunately, not all fellow disciples thought so. Those who were wavering looked at the veiled woman hesitantly and asked: "Senior Sister?"

"If you want to go, just go there." The veiled woman whispered.

Someone hesitated for a moment and walked towards the crazy woman. If there was one, there would naturally be two or three. Not to mention that the other woman still had 80% of the elixirs on her body.

In the end, only two people were left with the senior sister. It was the woman who drew the sword first, and another girl who looked to be the youngest, only twelve or thirteen years old.