God-level copy system

Unexpectedly, Lin Xuan would strike suddenly and directly kill the four late emperor-level warriors.

"Don't worry, these four people didn't complete the task, but they wanted to deceive me and kill themselves. I'm not a bloodthirsty person!"

Lin Xuan's flat voice came.

Like the breeze smoothing the ripples on the lake.

Let the field quickly quiet down.

The fear of the warriors dissipated a little and calmness was restored.

It turned out that they were looking for death, and they deserved it when they ended up like this.

It was actually a vain attempt to deceive this terrifying existence that far surpassed them.

Being killed is also the way to die.

The eyes of some late emperor-level warriors around them had a look of joy flashing through their eyes.

They also had, following the chaotic situation on the battlefield, deceived them to keep their storage rings.

After all, this is their savings for most of their lives.

Once handed over, the quality of life and practice will drop immediately.

Many things are no longer as smooth as before.

It takes a long period of embarrassment to live in order to recover slowly.

The price is not small.

Naturally, there will be conflicts in my heart.

However, cherishing his own life still has the upper hand.

It now appears that he really made the right choice at that time.

Otherwise, they would be the ones who died like this.

Lin Xuan was able to make a decision with one word, killing 10 people in Moyunzong.

Naturally, he doesn't care about the life and death of a few of them.

And Lin Xuan's tyranny, terror, far beyond their imagination, was once again reflected.

Even though Lin Xuan didn't pay much attention to the battlefield.

The situation on the field is still clear, and there are no mistakes or omissions.

Take a step back.

Even if there is a mistake, who dares to say anything and point it out?

The opponent has big fists and strong strength, and what he says is the truth.

Wrong is also right.

Wei Zhengzhen, Cang Shuiyue and other four peak emperors looked at such a result and listened to Lin Xuan's words. There was no fluke at all, but a moment of fear.

They heard that Lin Xuan asked them to hand over the storage ring, so they ignored the fault. After completing the task, they hesitated a little and handed over the storage ring.

Never had a foolish thought.

Although there are a lot of treasures in the storage ring, it is their savings for decades.

It's a shame to lose it all at once.

But compared with life, it is nothing.

Their own cultivation bases are at the peak of the imperial level, except for Lin Xuan and Lin Xuan's scarlet beast pet.

In the entire Eastern Yuan Continent, they are absolute top existences.

Each of them controls a continent-level power.

Even if the treasures in the storage ring are gone, their combat power and status will not be affected.

The living environment, as well as cultivation, will not change much.

The entire force is supplying them.

Nothing will be missing.

Therefore, one's own life is more important than anything else.

They didn't expect that someone would dare to conceal it openly for the sake of some wealth.

If this angered Lin Xuan and affected them, it would be a disaster for no reason.

A group of guys who do more than fail.

The four cursed inwardly, a little angrily.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan didn't seem to care too much after solving those people.

They have already made up their minds, after returning to the clan, all relatives, direct descendants, and related people of these people will be demoted.

Although for the sake of the sect's stability, not all of them will be exterminated, but their treatment, status, and marginalization can be reduced.

From luxury to simplicity, from simplicity to luxury is difficult.

This method is more uncomfortable than amomum, and the effect is not bad.

Lin Xuan put away the four storage rings of the late imperial level that had been dealt with, and looked away.

Don't bother to worry about it, he doesn't like to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

"Next, let you sect disciples throw all the corpses of Moyunzong warriors on the ground into this Moyuan blood spirit pool."

Lin Xuan continued to give instructions.

"Yes, senior!"

The four of Wei Zhengzhen replied quickly without any doubt or hesitation.

Anyway, these Moyunzong warriors are already dead, so they can be dealt with in any way.

Throwing it into the spirit pool of magic essence and blood will make it disappear faster.

They guessed that maybe Lin Xuan wanted to clean up this area at once.

Those large pieces of destroyed buildings, forests, and boulders are easy to clean up, just roll them up and throw them away.

But it is inconvenient to do so with so many warrior corpses.

It's better to let them enter the magic blood spirit pool.

This Mo Yuan Blood Spirit Pond is the root and foundation of Mo Yunzong, and it can be regarded as the return of fallen leaves to the root to a certain extent.

Immediately, Wei Zhengzhen and the other five people gave instructions to the late-stage emperors around them.

These late emperor-level warriors flew back to the area where warriors from various sects gathered and conveyed them.

Since the six major forces, there are hundreds of thousands of disciples gathered here.

Based on the principle of making the best use of everything, this kind of complicated physical work is naturally handed over to the disciples below.

Many disciples quickly took action, and there was no resistance to this.

Each of them has experienced many battles, and has the blood of many enemies on their hands.

What's the point of moving a dead body?

This is still throwing Moyunzong's body into the Moyuan blood spirit pool. It is not only revenge for Moyunzong, but also a kind of evil fun, and he will never tire of it.

So ever.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples of the five major forces are busy.

Like ants, they scurry across the ground.

During the period, it may be possible to touch some treasures from some Moyunzong warriors, and there are unexpected gains.

Pfft!

Pfft!

The corpses of Mo Yunzong warriors were wrapped in spiritual energy and thrown into the Mo Yuan Blood Spirit Pool, and there was a crisp sound.

The entire demonic blood spirit pool was like an abyss, devouring all the corpses, causing only slight ripples, which quickly dissipated.

In the sky, Lin Xuan watched this scene silently, waiting.

"Ow!"

Xiaotian on the shoulder called out in a low voice, with excitement.

Time passed quietly.

It is not an easy task to move hundreds of thousands of Moyunzong warriors.

Fortunately, there are also quite a few warriors from the five major forces here, and when added up, there is not much difference.

However, in addition to the storage ring, some Moyunzong warriors also carry some jewelry and other treasures on their bodies at any time.

And the treasures that were splashed in some places because of the battle.

Some disciples broke out conflicts because they robbed these treasures.

However, the high-level officials knew that this was an order from Lin Xuan, and no delay was allowed.

Although those emperor-level warriors did not work in person, they were responsible for the task of supervision.

Once a contradiction arises, it is forced to subdue.

For the entire task, it has no effect.

Less than half an hour.

The land in the entire Moyunzong area changed its appearance.

Although there are still ruins and wrecks all over the ground, thick cracks like spider webs are all over the place.

But there was no corpse of the warrior, only the earth stained red with blood remained.

From a distance, it seems that there is a strange beauty.