Unlimited Adaptation

War is the fastest way to accumulate wealth, nothing else.

Cool! So cool!

Yan Xing was so happy, he killed thousands of extraordinary monks, and a large number of storage magic weapons were all in his pocket.

He was already looking forward to how many cultivation resources he could get, but he couldn't hold too much hope, after all, they were all cannon fodder minions, and as expected, the poor occupied most of them.

"Lock on--"

The golden-robed ghost held up a heavy sniper rifle, and the nuclear bullets were already loaded. He didn't need special aiming equipment, just a few hundred miles, his eyes were more useful than anything else.

The green pain was made up of tens of thousands of compound eyes, and his sight spanned the void, but he didn't lock on Yan Xing, but a little guy in the Yin Tomb around his battlefield. All his murderous intentions were poured on this person, and he subjectively ignored Yan Xing, and only used the residual light of one compound eye to cover the approximate area where Yan Xing was.

The spiritual perception of the monks was extremely sharp. If he locked on Yan Xing, the other party would be able to detect it before he fired.

If the crisis came from the impact of the attack, then Yan Xing would not be able to sense it before the nuclear bullet exploded. In addition, the killing radius was as high as 100 kilometers, so it didn't matter who was locked.

"Kill!!"

The madman, the golden robe ghost, didn't care whether it would affect his friends, and pulled the trigger decisively.

Bang!

The silver muzzle burst out with a vague wave, twisting and tearing the void, and the nuclear bullet came out of the gun, sank into the space crack, and escaped in the dimensional interlayer. The next moment, the bullet appeared strangely in the body of the Yinfen minion. Because the bullet was too large, his chest bulged high.

This minion was too weak. Whether it was the law field or the life force field, it could not isolate the space tear from the nuclear sniper rifle, and the bullet landed directly into his body.

How miserable it was.

"Ah--"

Yan Xing raised his eyebrows, felt something in his heart, and looked back at the guy with a painful face. It was too close, less than 500 meters.

The golden robe ghost was overthinking.

Yan Xing's intuition was indeed very strong. He would have a whim for many key events, and each time it was very accurate, but his reaction to the sense of crisis was relatively slow.

There was no way. In essence, he could not die at all.

How could he talk about crisis sensing?

Boom boom -

A sun with a radius of 200 kilometers appeared out of thin air on the battlefield. The core temperature was as high as 200 million degrees Celsius. All tangible things were evaporated instantly.

"Forbidden weapon?"

This kind of destructive fluctuation was too special, causing many beings to frown. They were not too surprised in their hearts. These lawless evil forces were able to get the technological creations of the Mechanical Kingdom. It was already known to everyone.

"Haha, dog-like thing, if you make me uncomfortable, even if you pay an unequal price, you must be killed!"

The golden robe ghost had a fierce face and was extremely happy in his heart. Yes, in his opinion, Yan Xing's value was far less than a nuclear bomb.

There are only five of these things, and each time they are fired, the gun body is also extremely damaged. After five shots, it is completely scrapped.

"Who are you calling a dog, you son of a bitch?"

"What!?"

The golden-robed ghost was stunned. He looked back and saw Yan Xing appearing behind him intact. Not to mention the injuries, even his robes were spotless.

"How, how could it be, why didn't you die?"

"Go back and ask your mother!"

Yan Xing jumped up, seized the slight flaw revealed in the golden-robed ghost's astonishment, and used the strongest attack in the normal state.

Gravity Dragon Fist, blessing the law field, spiritual energy, hellfire, and the destructive power after layers of superposition, are extremely violent.

"Such a powerful dust realm?"

The golden-robed ghost was surprised. Even though he had lost all the opportunities, he slightly turned sideways and directly broke free from the shackles of the gravitational field, allowing Yan Xing to hit the air with all his strength.

Boom boom boom --

The extremely dazzling beam of destructive light sprayed out from the fist, and the towering Grand Canyon and the cliffs were directly vaporized. The aftermath spread and tore open a huge crack in the ground that extended to the end of the sight.

"Weird, weird, the strength is so weak, but it can withstand nuclear damage..."

Above the Shenzang realm?

Yan Xing's eyes flickered slightly. He could at most cross a major realm to kill the Xumi realm, or the relatively weak Shenzang realm. This Jinpao was obviously not either of them. Even if he had not stepped into the Wanxiang, he was also the Shenzang Great Perfection.

He thought that this wretched guy was hiding in the dark and using technological creations to sneak attack. His strength was probably not strong. It seemed that he miscalculated.

"Yan Xing, don't mess around."

Boom!

A figure broke through the air and blocked Yan Xing, with helplessness in his eyes. This is, these evil geniuses are indeed willful and reckless.

However.

Looking up at the huge crack in the distance, its surface has been completely melted by the high temperature. What the hell can the Micro Dust realm do?

No wonder Sikong went against all odds and recommended this kid. With such illegal strength, he can probably compete with the Holy Land...

"Have you forgotten what Deacon Xian said?"

"Uh, sorry, I'll leave now."

Yan Xing bowed his hands, without even looking at the golden robe ghost messenger, his figure flashed, and he left in the air.

"Damn it!"

The golden robe ghost messenger was furious. He knew that he had missed the best opportunity. From now on, he would definitely be stared at by the strong man on the opposite side. He couldn't figure out why the nuclear sniper rifle was ineffective.

Nuclear...

Hmm! ?

The golden-robed ghost's expression froze, and he looked down. The silver-white sniper rifle that he had put aside just now had disappeared in a moment of distraction.

Where's my nuclear sniper rifle! ?

Such a big one, it was there just now!

"what's on your mind?"

Rumble——

Deep in the canyon, the horrific aftermath of the battle surged in all directions, causing the ground to shake and the sky to tremble.

"Picking up a piece of rag can be considered a breath of relief."

Yan Xing glanced at the big gun in the hell dimension and felt much more comfortable. When he was attacking just now, he quietly opened an entrance to the hell dimension and swallowed the silver-white sniper rifle at the feet of the golden-robed man.

The scariest thing about the nuclear sniper rifle is not its lethality, but its ability to tear through the void, causing bullets to appear directly next to the enemy out of thin air, making it difficult to defend against.

It is also true that after the nuclear sniper rifle is used, the gun body will be surrounded by chaotic spatial fluctuations for a quarter of an hour, and cannot be stored as a magic weapon. Therefore, it will be put aside by the golden robed ghost to let Yan Xing Picked up a leak.

The hell dimension is not a magic weapon, it is a small world created by talent.

Yan Xing's sense of consciousness spread, and everyone was already going crazy as they looked at the intense battlefield.

"I need more efficient means of killing to fight for the spoils."

Yan Xing's eyebrows darkened, and as soon as he thought about it, except for his head, the flesh and blood all over his body began to squirm.

"Secret Technique: Thousands of Incarnations!"

Buzz!

The physical body began to collapse, disintegrate, and reconstruct from the particle level. In the blink of an eye, Yan Xing's tall body obviously lost a lot of weight.

Under the robe, there is only a crystal clear skeleton engraved with law patterns, with a living head on top, which is extremely weird.

I saw tiny little people the size of a finger floating in the void in front of Yan Xing, lifelike and vivid, exactly the same as his appearance.

"Go ahead and kill as much as you like!"

Bah--

Thousands of villains, carrying out orders and prohibitions, held their hands empty at the same time, pulled out a toothpick-sized blazing holy sword from the palm of their left hand, and their figures flickered and disappeared.

"Ahhh!"

"What the hell is this!?"

"Thumb Man?"

Locusts pass through the border, coming and going without a trace. Their small bodies contain terrifying power. It's still no problem for a small individual in the Lingxuan realm.

Yan Xing lost his flesh and blood, which was equivalent to dispersing the physical power. In his skeleton, only a heart and the star vortex formed by the spiritual orifice were left.

His strength is too strong. Killing those at the level of fine dust and below is like chopping melons and vegetables. Most of his power is wasted. And the efficiency of killing those above the level of Sumeru is too slow.

Therefore, dividing the flesh-and-blood villains can greatly improve the killing efficiency and utilize every bit of power.

This secret technique comes from [Return of Life], and the talent increases with the improvement of strength. It was originally a control at the cellular level, but it has been upgraded to the particle level. He can accurately control every particle of flesh and blood in the body, and, Consciousness is connected to it.

"I myself cannot be idle."

Yan Xing's skeletal palm clenched the Evil-killing Holy Sword. Every time his heart beat under his robe, the Xingxuan Domain also rotated in a circle, giving him powerful power every moment. Even if he lost all his flesh and blood, he could not deal with it. In the dust realm, it was also a one-sided massacre.

God-level skeleton warrior!

This extraordinary battle lasted for three days, and the land with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was turned into pitch black charcoal.

As a section of the tower fell from the void, Xian Qiuming returned, holding the head of Lun Lu who was still staring at death in his hand, and the battle began to become one-sided.

Half an hour later, all the stubborn enemies were wiped out. Only a small number of cunning ones could not detect it in advance and slipped away quietly.

Huhu——

On top of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, there were numerous figures, all breathing heavily.

"I-we won?"

It's a bit unbelievable. After all, they win with more. Of course, this refers to the low-level level. In terms of high-end combat power, Feixian Caotian is naturally better, otherwise they will lose a bird.

Buzz!

Xuanqing Shenzhou completed the load buffering, the particles that made up the main substance became stable, the energy was replenished, and the divine light began to bloom again.

You can escape at the speed of light again.

As everyone boarded the deck, Xuanqing Shenzhou began to accelerate. After breaking through the space and entering the dimensional mezzanine, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down cross-legged with a tired look.

Among all the people, including the elders and deacons, only Yan Xing behaved the most calmly and calmly. He had no injuries on his body, his clothes were spotless, and he did not shed a drop of sweat.

"You, you guy..."

"Ahem!"

Xiantong looked at Yan Xing with a look of reluctance. His emotions aroused the injuries in his body and he coughed violently.

In order to win, he worked so hard that he overloaded his immortal body several times and killed everyone.

But……

Everyone looked at Yan Xing, their eyes filled with strange colors, and the shock in their hearts was beyond the immortal eyes.

Yan Xing's performance in this battle was really impressive. Fully half of those low-level monks died in his hands.

"I lost."

Xian Tong's expression darkened, willing to admit defeat. He took a jade box from the old man behind him and handed it to Yan Xing.

"The ten sources are all rare-level laws."

"Accepted."

Yan Xing slightly raised his hand and took the jade box, a smile appeared on his face.

This Xiantong is really honest and really rich. They secretly agreed that he could not say anything if he was given ten ordinary Daoyuan.

No matter what, he made a fortune again. Ten rare Daoyuan were enough to increase his strength by 50%.

"Yes, you are indeed the chosen ones of heaven. You can survive in such a chaotic battlefield."

"Congratulations, you have passed the test."

Xian Qiuming slowly stood up and looked around. They suffered a lot of casualties. The number of people was reduced by one third, including the most powerful deacons and elders.

Fortunately, the most important few little guys are still alive.

Test?

Raymond, Kui Aiyin, Xiantong, Zang Wu, Wang Baoer and others frowned when they heard it.

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes and thought to himself that it was true. This trip was not just as simple as transporting immortal blood.

There was another purpose for bringing these "burdens" with them.