After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

Luo Qingxin was extremely angry at this time. A powerful aura rose from her body, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped. With her feet as the center of the circle, there were countless tiny pieces of ice spreading on the ground.

"Let her go."

Lu Ziming smiled disdainfully: "You are really overestimating your own capabilities. Before showing kindness, you should weigh your own strength. It's just a fourth level. Even if you swarm me, you can't hurt a hair on my head."

Moreover, I advise you not to do anything. Spirituality is for making money. Fighting with others at a burial ground is a very stupid thing.

If you win, you will lose your spirituality; if you lose, you will also lose your spirituality.

Otherwise, you think with my strength, why don’t you just take action?

Just because I don’t want to waste too much spiritual energy and not be able to make money.

In addition, there is an unwritten rule at the burial ground, that is, no killing is allowed at will, because the common goal of everyone is to leave the burial ground, and one more person will increase the efficiency of making money. "

"I said, let her go!" Luo Qingxin said coldly.

Lu Ziming shook his head: "After so many years, it's still the same as before, nothing has changed.

Just because you want to die doesn't mean your teammates want to die too.

Maybe you naively think you can defeat me, but have you ever thought about a question, even if you really win, how much spirituality will you have left?

How many people will die or even be seriously injured, causing you to be unable to make money for some time in the future. If you cannot make money, you can only survive by selling your spirituality every day.

When you recover from your injuries, how much spirituality will you still have left? Once you fall to the third level, not even the gray fog can stop you, how can you survive?

Qingxin, today I will teach you another truth for free, brother, that is, you must recognize the reality clearly and don't act out of anger when your mind is hot, otherwise you will kill everyone.

Now, think about it carefully. On one side is your teammate who shares life and death, and on the other side is a poor woman who has never been masked. What would you choose? "

Everyone's expressions suddenly turned ugly, even Luo Qingxin's.

Because what Lu Ziming said is true.

Even if they win, everyone will be seriously injured. They will be seriously injured at the burial place, and they can only sell their souls and go to the inn to recuperate.

One percent of spirituality per day, if the injury is not healed within 20 days, it will fall to the third level.

After falling to the third level, let alone going out to kill monsters, you can't even walk out of the inn door. You can only wait for death in the inn.

At this time, everyone also understood why Lu Ziming, who was at the fifth level, did not choose to take action directly, but instead lied.

Because even if he could kill everyone, he would definitely consume a lot of spiritual energy, and he would even break the unspoken rules by killing people, offending other people in White Rock Town, and the gain would not be worth the loss.

The scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

After a moment of stalemate, the killing intent in Luo Qingxin dissipated, the cold air around her slowly disappeared, and the temperature gradually rose.

"Lu Ziming, I will not give up. If it doesn't work today, then tomorrow, sooner or later, I will kill you with my own hands."

"Captain, this is the last time I call you captain. From now on, we will never be sworn in." Li Xiaoru said, and cut his robe with a knife.

Although Xiong Tianguang didn't speak, there was a rare and uncontrollable anger in this otaku's eyes.

This anger was much stronger than when he was cheated while playing games.

"Brother Xiu, let's go." Li Xiaoru said in a deep voice.

They were already disgusted by Lu Ziming, and even if they died, they would never live in the woodshed and provide him with a penny.

Fang Xiu did not speak, but calmly stared at Yang Ming, who had been silent.

There is something wrong with Yang Ming's state at this time. He seems to be standing between heaven and earth, and as if he does not exist, completely integrated into heaven and earth.

He did not move, but stood in place like a piece of wood. His expression was calm, even to the point of being expressionless.

But the calmer the expression, the more people feel an undercurrent that is extremely depressing.

"Yang...Yang Ming?" Li Xiaoru seemed to sense that something was wrong with Yang Ming's state, and called out tentatively.

But Yang Ming seemed not to hear anything, and still stared directly at Lu Ziming, something seemed to be surging in his eyes.

Lu Ziming's face was full of joking: "Now you curse me and hate me, but sooner or later you will become me, and it will not be too late."

Suddenly, Yang Ming spoke. He looked at Lu Ziming, his tone was a kind of indifference that was unfamiliar to everyone, as if he was a different person.

"Brother Xiu, can I kill him?"

An indifferent voice echoed in the field.

Lu Ziming was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "You? Kill me? Do you want to listen to what you have to say?

At the early stage of level four, do you want to laugh me to death and then inherit my hell coins? "

Facing the ridicule, Yang Ming's face did not change at all. He was waiting for Fang Xiu's answer.

Fang Xiu smiled.

The corner of his mouth curved into an unknown smile.

He knew very well why Yang Ming asked for his opinion.

What Yang Ming considers is not whether he can win the fight, but whether it will affect everyone after the fight.

From the beginning to the end, he never considered his own life or death, but was afraid of hurting everyone.

So Yang Ming was waiting for an answer from Fang Xiu.

That is whether there will be some irreversible effects in the future.

Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded in the field.

"Well, let's kill it."

The same calmness, the same calmness, the same lack of regard for a fifth-level spiritual master.

Lu Ziming couldn't stop laughing. He felt that this world was ridiculous. When did a third-level ant and a fourth-level weakling dare to discuss the life and death of a fifth-level strong person?

Can I kill him?

Well, yes.

It's really hilarious.

But what Lu Ziming didn't notice was that after Fang Xiu said it was okay, Yang Ming's eyes changed, becoming murderous and extremely cold.

Luo Qingxin and others who were about to leave also stopped and slowly looked at Lu Ziming.

"Hahaha...you people don't know the heights of the world..."

Lu Ziming's wild laughter stopped abruptly.

"The field expands. Heaven and earth leverage!"

A golden light seemed to rise from the surrounding heaven and earth, extremely bright, converging on Yang Ming's body.

At this time, Yang Ming was like a god descending to earth. His whole body turned into a golden thunder and rushed straight towards Lu Ziming.

Clang!

A violent metallic chirping sound exploded.

Lu Ziming raised his sword with a ferocious look on his face and parried Yang Ming's sword.

The bright light of the soul corresponds with the golden light.

"I'm really curious, how ignorant do you think you are that gave you the courage to take action against me?"

"Does it take courage to kill you?" Yang Ming's cold voice sounded.

At this moment, several sounds erupted in the field again, spreading along with violent spiritual fluctuations.

"The domain expands. The frozen zero domain!"

"The field expands. Infinite disputes!"

"The field unfolds. Summoner... Canyon!"

"I am an enhanced spiritual master. I am an enhanced spiritual master. Everyone... strengthen!"

The violent domain power swept across the entire place, almost tearing the world apart.

Lu Ziming's face looked ugly.

"You crazy people! It's going to be dark soon, you can't even get [-] hell coins, and you still want to kill me?

You don't want your life! ?

Don’t you know that once too much spiritual energy is consumed, you will all die! "

"It's just killing people, why are you thinking so much?" Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded. The next second, he clasped his hands together, and his whole body was filled with spiritual energy.

“Pain manifests itself—the Corpse Lake!”