I have a universal system

Chapter 654
Xiao Yong at this time is no longer the Xiao Yong he used to be, but has been taken away by Mo Lin.

After he was familiar with this body, he left the jungle and began to fly all the way to the crowded place. Along the way, he killed an unknown number of monks to restore his strength, but those people's strength was already weak, and the supplies for him were even worse. It is very few.

Later, when he heard the news that the Lihuo Secret Realm was about to be opened, he rushed here to see if he could pick up some treasures and absorb a few more powerful monks by the way.

After coming here, something happened that made Molin feel even more excited. For some reason, there were signs of war between the two parties. Naturally, Molin would not let go of this good opportunity easily, and added a lot of money to both sides. A fire, as expected, the result is as he expected, both sides are fighting in full swing.

"Haha, there are so many monks, it's really a big profit. If I'm lucky, maybe this time will be enough for me to restore my strength to the Nascent Soul stage!" Mo Lin's eyes were full of excitement, and his tongue kept licking the corners of his mouth, as if watching An average plate of delicious food.

With the passage of time, the number of people on the battlefield is less than half of what it was at their peak, and their physical condition has generally dropped by [-] to [-]%.

"Disciple Jing Leiya obey the order and retreat!" Finally, Jing Leiya's disciple was the first to be unable to hold back, this meaningless battle caused them too much loss.

As soon as Jing Leiya's order came out, the rest of the sects also followed suit, and they had already intended to retreat, but others were beating themselves to retreat, which would inevitably make others feel that their sect was timid and fearful, which would be detrimental to their own sect face.

"Qingfeng Pavilion..."

"Tianxing faction..."

"The Misty Sect..."

But compared to the retreat choices made by the disciples of the sect to preserve their strength, the casual cultivators became more and more courageous as they fought.

"Haha, brothers, these sons and daughters of the sect are scared, everyone work harder, let them all stay here today, let them know that our casual cultivators are not easy to bully!"

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

"kill!!!"

"Damn it, these lunatics!" The disciples of the sect were furious. Based on their strength alone, this group of casual cultivators could not keep up with them, but there were too many casual cultivators, and it was not a joke to say that the ants killed the elephants.

After more than half an hour of chaotic fighting, the condition of both sides became worse. Some sects took advantage of the chaos to find an opportunity to retreat, and those who failed to retreat had no choice but to die here.

The final result was that the casual cultivators won miserably. There was not a single living sect disciple on the field, but the casual cultivators themselves suffered heavy casualties, with more than [-]% of the casualties. However, for those who survived, this battle was simply overwhelming If they make a fortune, all the treasures left by so many dead people will be theirs.

"Haha, I'm rich, these treasures are mine!" A casual cultivator jumped into the pile of dead people like a diver, excitedly picking up storage bags and various long swords.

"Break!"

But before he was excited for a long time, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his chest. When he looked down, a sharp long sword shining with silver light pierced his heart at some point. It was the comrade-in-arms who fought against the enemy with him just now.

"Why...what?" the man asked unwillingly.

"Hehe, if you're dead, I can get an extra copy of these treasures, isn't that good?" the man who brought out the sword asked with a sneer.

"You will suffer... retribution." The former left this curse, tilted his head and passed away completely.

"Retribution? I'm more afraid of living than retribution." The swordsman sneered, and withdrew his long sword and was about to go down to the ground to hunt for treasure, but just as he lowered his head, he suddenly felt a sudden whirlwind in front of him, only to see a headless male corpse approaching Bleeding desperately.

"How does this dress look like me..." The last thought came to my mind, and the person who drew the sword also said goodbye to this world.

Things like this are constantly happening on this dilapidated battlefield. The brothers who fought side by side with me before are now holding weapons to hurt themselves. The external battle is over, and the internal battle has begun.

All of this is caused by nothing but one word—greed.

Everyone wants to get more treasures, and no one wants to share good things with others, so the best way is to eliminate all those who compete with themselves.

The people on the battlefield fell one by one until there were only three people left. The three swore to the sky to share the treasure equally and never kill each other. This is the end of the matter.

At this time, Mo Lin, who had been hiding all this time, came out, looking at the bloody scene with corpses strewn all over the field, the excitement on his face was excitement.

"Papapa, you have worked so hard, I don't even know how to thank you." Mo Lin clapped his hands and looked at the three survivors and said with a smile.

"Who are you?" The three of them were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the oriole, and hurriedly gathered together to guard against the magic forest.

"Human? Don't use that low-level vocabulary to describe me. I am a noble demon." Mo Lin said arrogantly.

"Demon Race?" The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw deep puzzlement in each other's eyes.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, you will soon become a part of me and enjoy the glory brought to you by the great vocabulary of the demons!" Mo Lin turned his nostrils to the sky, shouting his slogan like a pyramid scheme leader .

Although they didn't understand Mo Lin's meaning, the three of them could feel that this person was not kind.

"Now, I will give you the highest glory!"

After speaking, Mo Lin's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, there was something extra in his hand - a bloody head.

"What!" Seeing the head of this attribute, the living two were shocked instantly, and looked around, and as expected, a headless male corpse stood in place impressively.

"Run!" At this moment, the two of them couldn't care about anything else, they didn't want any treasures, only being alive was the most important thing.

It's just that their state at this time can't compare to the demon forest who waited for a long time, and was killed on the spot within a few steps.

"Haha, human beings are really stupid, only my demon race is eternal, hahahaha..."

Standing in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, looking at the scene of starvation and death all around him, Mo Lin couldn't help feeling a sense of generosity in his heart.

"Devil God swallows the sky!"

Demonic Qi surged out from all over the Demon Lin, turning into billions of threads and invading those corpses, and those corpses began to shrink and shrink, and finally turned into one mummy after another. It is gradually rising section by section.

One day and one night later, a blast that shook the world came from Mo Lin, and the mummies around were blown to pieces and scattered in all directions.

"Haha, finally succeeded, finally succeeded!" Looking at the hands full of strength, Mo Lin felt indescribably excited.

"Boom!"

In the sky, a thick and heavy dark cloud slowly condensed, and countless electric lights emerged in it, and Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation appeared.

(End of this chapter)