Everyone was killing more vigorously.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Fang Che killed from east to west, from south to north.

But after all, his power alone is not as strong as that of so many saints attacking together.

Although he himself killed several times and dozens of times more than anyone else, the overall number was incomparable!

As everyone kills more and more people, more and more Zidian Luan people gather.

Thunder and lightning poured down crazily. Some failed, while others hit people hard.

Everyone is the same. If you can hide, hide. If you can't hide, just carry on.

With a bang, a bolt of lightning struck his body, his whole body stiffened and trembled, blue light of electric current flowed, his hair shot straight into the sky, a thick black gas spurted out of his nose, he opened his mouth, spat out a mouthful of blood and a pillar of black gas like a chimney, and there was a puff in his ears.

Suddenly, a puff of black smoke came out from both sides.

Then he trembled quickly, took a breath, and then raised his knife to kill: Poof!

However, there were more and more Zidian Luan, and the following few could not be killed. The monsters were very dissatisfied and launched attacks one after another.

Thunder and lightning are slowly intertwining into a network.

puff!

Fang Che stabbed one of them to death for the last time, then stood up and ran while vomiting blood and blowing black smoke from his orifices.

I can't stand it anymore...

If you don’t run again……

I was really going to be struck to death by lightning.

As soon as they saw Fang Che, they ran away. Then the other saints immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

During the whole process, everyone had a tacit understanding and kept each other quiet. After all, it was much easier to kill those who could not move than to kill those who had recovered many of the abilities to die together.

Moreover, everyone was being bombarded by lightning while killing, which made everyone feel uncomfortable. Maybe the guy I want to kill is stronger than me?

So no one had anything to do.

But these saints all looked thoughtfully at the guy who had killed the most people. Looking at this move, he was definitely the Night Demon!

This guy kills people really neatly.

I can only kill a few dozen at most, but Night Demon has killed at least two to three thousand...

Seeing the night demon killing, he suddenly got up and ran away, and everyone immediately dispersed.

Even the night demons have run away and so will I!

He made the first move, so he knew best, and he seemed to be prepared...so there was nothing wrong with following his move.

What's more, it's okay for everyone to bear the lightning bombardment together, but once someone runs away, the remaining people will naturally resist a little more...

No one is stupid at this stall.

Therefore, in an instant, a group of killer embryos ran away under the lightning bombardment and disappeared.

Countless Zidian Luan chased away like crazy.

There were also some Zidian Luan who bombarded the valley full of dead people for a long time.

Waiting until the thousands of purple electric luanans who went out to hunt returned.

It looked like there was no life below.

The Zidian Luan roared loudly and returned to camp in victory!

After this time, we want to see if there are any bold two-legged beasts who will come back to covet our flowers! Our water! Our children!

Hum hum!

Are you satisfied with such a heavy sacrifice?

…

Satisfied! Extremely satisfied!

Fang Che is now ten thousand satisfied!

This wave has really yielded a lot!

Fang Che was covered in black smoke, and the meat on his shoulders had an alluring aroma. He took the elixir and ignored it, and happily checked the harvest.

The total number of results has soared to 3133!

This number is terrifying.

Wuling Gu was so full that he almost hiccupped, his face was so dark and shiny, and his two little eyes became brighter and brighter, pleasing to the eye.

And it's many times bigger.

Sometimes when he looked at this little thing, Fang Che didn't understand how it could stay alive in his heart.

Originally it was the size of a sesame seed, so Fang Che could bear it, but now it looks bigger than a peanut. In my heart? Could my heart be as big as a watermelon?

The Five Spirit Gu rubbed the palm of Fang Che's hand affectionately, and then slowly shrank his body, becoming the size of a sesame seed again... and then turned into blue smoke and disappeared, returning to his heart.

Other gains: five pieces of protective clothing, even Fang Che, who was a little damaged, tolerated it.

There are more than a hundred bottles of various elixirs, mainly because the others were destroyed by lightning; there are also more than 30,000 top-quality spiritual crystals.

But there is no space ring.

In fact, among so many people who came in, very few of them had space rings.

Saint-level people in the Solipsistic Orthodox Church are not yet qualified to possess space rings. Even if they do, they would not dare to expose them to others. In this case, Fang Che has no time to carefully rummage through the corpses.

Regarding this harvest, Fang Che was very satisfied with the number of people, but as for the harvest... I have to say that it can only be said to be unsatisfactory.

So he drank half a bottle of starry sky spirit liquid angrily.

After careful consideration, there were more than 44,000 people who came in together. There were not 20,000 people in the valley just now, but 18,900...

After a lightning strike, the minimum number of people killed on the spot was more than 2,000 people. Then I killed nearly 3,000 people, and others killed almost 3,000 people together.

The other marginal ones basically ran away crying after the thunderstorm.

In other words, this wave should have killed almost 9,000 people.

Fang Che calculated, and this number was a bit rough. If he rounded it up, he could be sure that the minimum was eight thousand people who were dead! This is very certain.

Why rounded off to eight thousand? Because Fang Che basically regarded those uncertain numbers as still alive.

Score more points so that I can feel at ease when I kill them in the future - there are still so many of them, but I haven’t killed them all!

The recovery power of the divine elixir is powerful and fast. In just half a quarter of an hour, Fang Che's serious injuries had been completely recovered.

The muscles on his face spasmed as he winked, and there was only one layer of dead skin. The flesh on his shoulders that had been cooked by lightning also turned into crumbs and fell off.

Fang Che trembled all over, tightened his lower abdomen, and brushed... two piles fell from his pants.

The grass under my feet suddenly became full of vitality...

This person has shed his skin! It’s really nutritious... With these scraps, maybe I can also breed Ganoderma lucidum in the future...

When Fang Che left here, the piles of debris here disappeared quickly and silently. It could be seen that there was a ball of debris rolled up at the roots of the surrounding grass.

Although these grasses have no spirituality, the life instinct of plants still allows them to use their weak strength to quickly seize resources that can make themselves healthier and stronger.

Fang Che, who was in the air, looked at the scene underground and felt enlightened in his heart.

"Who said that vegetation has no spirit? Who said that vegetation has no rivers and lakes? They are just using another life form to interpret their unique rivers and lakes... That's all."

Fang Che was thinking deeply in his eyes, and suddenly felt that he had touched something.

It seems that there is a layer of window paper that is about to be pierced by itself.

He looked at the grass, at the big trees standing silently, at the long white clouds in the sky, at this silent world...

Suddenly, I felt that my immeasurable scriptures suddenly began to surge rapidly.

Spiritual energy suddenly gathered from all directions.

He hasn't figured it out yet, he has been thinking about this problem, but at this moment, his whole body seems to have become a spiritual energy attractor.

The surging spiritual energy poured into his body spontaneously and automatically, and every acupuncture point and pore in his body seemed to form a vortex.

However, Fang Che himself knows nothing about his situation.

His eyes were chasing small animals that he had never noticed before, some aphids, some beetles, some ants, centipedes, snakes...

In this jungle... they felt their arrival and ran away in panic. However, if they looked carefully, there were patterns to follow.

For example, if you look closely, you will see that there are different groups of ants, just like gangs, walking on different roads. After they feel safe, they will stop, leave sentries, or leave a distance to conduct reconnaissance. Some are actually resting, and even some are actually resting.

There are also some who are fighting with another group.

It seems like they are competing for territory or resources? Or... a battle for kingdom supremacy?

Fang Che had never studied these things carefully before, but now that he was carrying them with him, it seemed like he had opened up a whole new horizon.
To be continued...