The night was as cold as water, and there was a bonfire burning in front of me.

Everyone in Yuanjun's team sat in the formation with their eyes closed to rest, their injuries basically recovered, and the loot in their pockets was sorted out during the day.

Occasionally, there was an earth-shaking loud noise coming from the direction of Shituoling. It seemed that the battle was not over yet. I don't know what the situation was.

Although everyone made a sacrifice and encountered a powerful enemy, it actually doesn't matter if you think about it carefully.

There is no need to be dissatisfied or angry, 90% of the Huangquan monks have teleported here to fight. Everyone is in danger together, and death and injury are inevitable.

Could it be that others can die, but Team Ding 4 and Team Bing 7 cannot? How can there be such a truth in the world?

The losses were indeed heavy and unexpected, but it also proved that the trial had reached its peak, and every step was extremely dangerous. It was completely different from the previous tasks, and it required more care and no negligence.

As the saying goes, one learns from every experience, and Yuanjun realized that he had failed to accurately locate the team's position in the last three missions.

As the captain, this is a dereliction of duty. Next, she needs to overturn her previous understanding and restructure the team structure in order to cope with more dangerous situations.

The team members may be thinking about the gains and losses during this period, or they may not want to focus on practicing anything, but Chen Xinghe is very busy.

It took a lot of effort to sort out the loot.

Which items can be used immediately, which items can be taken back to make elixirs, and which items can be exchanged for points, all need to be distinguished.

Youdao means wealth should not be revealed. Chen Xinghe didn't know these fighting partners well enough, so he kept a low profile and sorted things out in secret.

I have gained a lot. I believe that as long as I communicate with everyone, I can collect the points for cultivating the virtual elixir. After all, this mission has approached everyone's limit, and the number of enemies killed is not small, so the points are relatively generous.

Chen Xinghe himself has accumulated 33,000 points. All the stand-in puppets made by the Nian beast count, as does the late-stage Jindan disaster beast. Heiwa probably has more points. This guy is not showy.

Many monsters and monsters have been killed!

After sorting out the items, Chen Xinghe still had one very important thing to do, which was to repeatedly review the process of killing enemies and see how the fortune positions in the book of life and death changed.

Previously, the number of blessed people was eighty-eight, and people were used as the unit of measurement. This calculation method is very strange!

After the demon clan was slaughtered, this number began to change.

It was still the same when he killed Zhan Honglian, but when he killed Mu Chenxi and his small half of demons, the number increased from eighty-eight to eighty-nine.

Just one more person!

After another bombardment, the moment the Demon King was blown up, the number suddenly jumped to ninety-two people.

There was no movement after wiping out those substitutes, and there was still no movement after killing the Nian beast. However, when his soul was transcended, the blessed position jumped to ninety-three.

When the disaster beast was collected, the number jumped up three times in a row, reaching ninety-six people.

Based on this, Chen Xinghe guessed whether the more evil the opponent was, the more luck he would get if he killed or subdued him.

This may be the answer. The key lies in why "people" are used as the unit.

You must know that killing so many vicious characters is equivalent to saving thousands of people, but the result is only an increase from eighty-eight to ninety-six.

Isn’t it strange that after such efforts, the improvement is not even 10%?

"In terms of people, are the people identified in the Book of Life and Death different from ordinary perceptions? Or is the direction of thinking completely wrong?"

"I wonder if doing good deeds, such as building bridges and paving roads, moving clouds and spreading rain, can accumulate blessings? If not, then the blessings recognized in the Book of Life and Death must be different from the blessings people imagine, and the gap is huge.

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While Chen Xinghe was concentrating on thinking, he suddenly felt an indescribable aura.

This kind of breath is mixed with tension, depression, doom, and many negative perceptions, as if the sky is falling.

As soon as he had the idea of ​​"what's going on", he felt the ground shake, and then smoke and dust billowed in the direction of Shituoling, and the vast power rushed towards the nearby area.

I could vaguely see thunder and lightning, flames spraying, and ice climbing...

As long as you can imagine the scene, you can find it in the smoke and dust.

Everyone stood up in a hurry, feeling their hearts beating wildly, as if something bad had happened.

A colorful frame suddenly popped up in front of him, showing that nearly half of the Huangquan monks were dead or injured. If another 3,000 people died, they would be passively withdrawn and the mission would be considered a failure.

"Half?" Everyone present felt their heads buzzing.

"How did he die? Is he half dead? Is there any mistake?" The smoker's eyes widened, and he didn't know when the pipe in his hand fell to the ground.

"All Huang Quan personnel were dispatched for this mission. At least 1.5 million monks participated. If half of them died, that's 750,000?" Qian Chuanzi was good at dealing with numbers and made an accurate assessment.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp. They knew that many people had died, but they never expected that 700,000 people would die.

This number is too outrageous! Those are monks. Even if 700,000 ordinary people were put together, they would be boundless. Not to mention sweating like rain, it would be almost the same. What did the demon peak monks do to cause such damage?

At this time, the colorful border reminded again that the Yaofeng side had reduced its personnel by 30%. If another 3,000 people died, they would automatically quit and be considered a mission failure.

Now everyone is not calm anymore. It turns out that both sides suffer losses. The two sides must be fighting in dire straits in the hinterland of Shituoling, and it will end in mutual destruction!

Next, it depends on which side is stronger and moves faster. As long as 3,000 people of the other side are slaughtered, the victory of this mission can basically be determined.

Yuan Jun quickly said: "I, Xinghe, and Heiwa are leaving the formation to go hunting. The others are stationed in place and are not allowed to leave the formation without authorization. Do you understand? You must be careful."

"Yes!" No one had any objection.

The three of them acted separately, because each had their own tactics, and at this time they needed to expand the search area, so they had to take some risks.

"Let's go!" The three figures disappeared at the same time.

Chen Xinghe took a step into the billowing smoke and released his spiritual consciousness to feel the auras from all directions.

The next moment, he came to a black stone and buzzed in his hand. It was the Emperor Jiang Jianhong obtained from a modified version of Xia Wuwei's Feng Xiang Tian Strike.

"Boom..." After a sound, the wolf demon hiding here died unexpectedly.

This wolf demon is the demon peak monk. His strength is probably in the middle stage of foundation building, and he is easy to kill.

Chen Xinghe knew that it was most cost-effective to kill this kind of enemy at this moment, so he had to speed up. He was afraid that the Huangquan monks would not be able to withstand the killing of the enemy's strong men.

This stage is the moment of decisive battle, and it is also a feast of killing. It is the countdown for the strong to kill the weak regardless of the cost.

Sure enough, the countdown appeared, and the colorful frame showed that 320 people died on the Yaofeng side and 570 people died on the Huangquan side.

Chen Xinghe became anxious when he saw this number. His right arm did not hide any abnormality at all. It expanded and was exposed to the air. The eighty-one sword shadows quickly concentrated and turned into a heavenly sword.
Chapter completed!