Lao Qin's words made those bulls who were ready to move temporarily stop. After all, there are only a few who can be shameless and stick to each other.

Lao Qin knows very well about this.

"Everyone, quiet! I am Yan Qianxun of the Sword Sect. I will lead our disciples of the Sword Sect to block the first row to welcome the first wave of impact. Those who are good at defensive superpowers, please add a shield to us in the back. Those who are good at long-range attacks, don't keep your hands... But pay attention to controlling the distance. Don't make trouble for the ten demon sects... You are talking about you. After the event is not convinced, we can talk alone. This is another world, and you don't have the magic seeds on you. If you can't receive the magical genius you want, it will be no good for you to use the tricks behind your back." Someone has already stood up and started to control the situation.

Of course, it would be boring to lift the monks of the Ten Demon Sect out alone and mock them again.

It is also possible to see how the monks of the Ten Demon Sect hate ghosts among other monk groups.

"We are guarding the backs of the little brothers of the Sword Sect!" The female cultivators of the Bailian Jingxin Sect shouted in the crowd.

The White Lotus Jingxin Sect’s martial arts are more targeted at the Ten Demon Sects.

Once you perform your work, not only will you not reveal any emotions, but you will also suppress all the negative emotions around you.

Of course, such effects will be gone when you go to another world.

At best, they are the elder-level monks of the White Lotus Jingxin Sect. Their demonic nature is more difficult to harvest than ordinary elder-level ones.

But it's okay... Ke Xiaoliang is not bad at all.

The crowd began to laugh and make a lot of fun, and the tense atmosphere that had originally existed was swept away.

In contrast, another team not far away is much quieter and more serious.

That was the team of light armor hunters of the indigenous people.

The array is neat and the atmosphere is solemn.

When the monks die, they can be resurrected again. Although it takes time, for ordinary monks, it is just a matter of reducing their income from plot points.

There are not so many darlings of the times, and trend-making experts need to seize the opportunity and seize the opportunity. There is no slight relaxation or backwardness.

To put it bluntly, there is not even a name on the ranking list, struggle for Jill.

In contrast, the lives of those indigenous people are only once.

For monks, it may be like playing a special game.

And for them, this is life, the whole of life.

In front are vast and almost endless enemies, who may pay the tragic price of their lives at any time. Behind are the cities they have worked hard to build, with family and friends they must protect, and there is no possibility of retreating.

The wind on the wasteland never stopped.

And at this moment... it is particularly noisy and restless.

The tamed scaled horse beast sniffed depressedly, then widened its red eyes and looked directly in front of it, the "same kind" that had been pushed into stacks.

Click...!

A light wall suddenly broke.

Monsters squeezed at the entrance flocked in.

The first one to grab the front end is the "heavy armor monster" that is slender and thin but has a very fast speed.

The monks of the Sword Sect were indeed on the front line as they said.

This is not because they are more dedicated, but because this is what they insist on.

No matter what they learn about sword skills, whether they are straightforward or unyielding, they must first not avoid fighting. The pure sword heart and high fighting spirit are always the last fortress they must stick to. Without such a mind, no matter how amazing the talent is, they cannot become a true sword cultivator, and they cannot practice the superior skills of the Sword Sect.

Immediately following the monks of the Sword Sect, more monks from other sects rushed up.

Two torrents soon collided in front of the broken light gate, and then entangled and strangled together.

At this moment, in reality, a small city, a small courtyard, and a tree of ordinary osmanthus, Ke Xiaoliang opened his eyes and exhaled a cold breath.

After leaving the restrictions of the Ten Demon Sect, Ke Xiaoliang also let go of himself.

On the premise that the magic value is no longer short of... or that normal consumption is no longer short of, Ke Xiaoliang chose to directly exchange magic value for cultivation resources, which is a luxury and wasteful behavior.

After spending some time and energy, I finally digested the accumulation brought by the Tiger of Light.

After two evolutions, the demon seed was suppressed again.

The state that appears is always the same as just awakening.

However, the qualification increase brought to Ke Xiaoliang's body and the magical powers he gave were not reclaimed.

For a long time, Ke Xiaoliang opened his attribute panel again.

Host: Ke Xiaoliang.

Sect to which it belongs: Ten Demon Sects (not sure).

Supernatural powers: The heart demon is immortal (refers to the heart's words, breaking thoughts and dividing the soul, dim sum fire, observing the mind, and the heart and heart are in harmony).

Golden Finger: Gourd Vine (The Wasteland World of the Gourd, the Divine Realm World, and the High Martial World).

Kung Fu: Heavenly Dao Qi Practice (combining many true Qi Practice in the high martial world, unique to Ke Xiaoliang).

Cultivation: 31st level of Qi training.

Physical spirit: Yinsha Demon body (mutated, completed).

Magic weapons: Yin and Yang Yuan Magnetic Knife, other consumption-like magic weapons, talismans, and array plates.

Demonic value: 175,693,421.

Close the properties panel, Ke Xiaoliang did not take the statistics in the homemade system seriously.

His abilities and strength are much more than that.

To put it just one thing, he has several gourds and is rich in magic value, and can exchange some unexpected things with magic value at any time, easily breaking this system coordination that seems to be dead in the circle of strength.

"The tide of beasts in the wasteland world is just the beginning. God has been born, so before God is overwhelming again, the turmoil and uneasy world will never be stable. And I will also gain more magical values ​​because of this."

"The wasteland world has become a world where I can let go completely. No need for me to invest more, everything will happen naturally!"

"Of course, this may also represent that the potential of the wasteland world has been seen by me. In the end, the only thing that can be left is worth studying is the god transformed by that drop of ancient god blood."

"That is the special thing she has attached to, and it has nothing to do with the wasteland world. The role of the wasteland world and the setting of identity background are nothing more than developing some hidden things into explicitness."

"Of course...with that said, it is still the center of gravity until the potential of the wasteland world is truly exhausted. Not only because it invests the most, but also because it is the most complete and best suits my current interests."

"I just don't know... When God appears in the wasteland world, can Song Qingwen and others bring me surprises? The giant of light has exceeded my expectations. Can he... or others bring me more benefits? For example, in the world where there is already a god, create another new god?" Ke Xiaoliang couldn't help but imagine.

The potential of the world is not determined only by the setting of the world itself.

It is also determined by the people living in this world.

The potential that Ke Xiaoliang mentioned is the end of his potential, which refers to the existing foundation and setting, and the part of the potential that he symbolizes.
Chapter completed!