Super death chest system

Chapter 807 Rain

Lingyuan Pill is very precious, only the monks with advanced cultivation base dare to use this kind of thing for cultivation, ordinary people can't afford it at all.

The price of a Lingyuan pill can often be sold for between 2 and [-] yuan for a king-grade Lingyuan stone. Even so, the Lingyuan pill is still priceless.

Su Jin did not expect that the top management of Wanfa League would be willing to use such a elixir as a reward for a mission.

Compared to a Lingyuan pill, the reward of 10 yuan for top-grade Lingyuan stones is simply not enough.

However, Su Jin could see that the Lingyuan Pills in front should be given to the disciples of Qiaobian, and the top-grade Lingyuan stones in the back should be rewarded to the disciples of Duoshebian. The Lingyuan stone is also very rich.

This is only the reward for the first step of the mission. It is conceivable that the rewards for the subsequent missions will only become more and more generous.

In addition to the task content, there are map markers in it, so as not to find the way.

Su Jin was slightly interested in the Lingyuan Pill, but it was only interested, and he didn't pay much attention to this kind of reward, but he was sure to win the reward for the top ten talents, and made up his mind. This time, we must kill several Tianjiao.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Before the teleportation formation, the true disciples who had confirmed the mission flew into the sky in groups and headed towards the mission location.

"let's go."

Su Jin put away the jade talisman, but the mana wrapped Wen Zhuang and the others, flew up into the sky, and headed towards Jinquan City.

After flying for a long time, Su Jin could see from a distance, on the ground, a city with a golden glow standing near a mountain range, and beside the city, a long river like a silver snake passed by.

That golden city is obviously Jinquan City. It can be seen from the appearance that Jinquan City was very rich before, but now, the whole city is full of wars and smoke, and the sky is filled with extremely strong resentment. There are countless remnants of souls in the air.

With a sweep of Su Jin's spiritual thoughts, he found that Jinquan City was already covered with blood. There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Countless people had turned into mummified corpses, and died miserably. Sword cultivators dressed in black and wielding huge swords were standing there. Rampage in the city, killing anyone he sees.

These sword cultivators kill people by manipulating giant swords and beheading people cruelly. After killing people, a very evil blood light will appear on the giant sword, absorbing the spirit and negative emotions of the deceased, and then the blood light will It becomes more intense, and a stream of energy will flow into the bodies of the black-clothed sword cultivators, making the sword cultivators stronger.

At the same time, most of the energy in the swords of these sword repairers will disappear, and it seems that they have been transferred to other places in some way.

There is no doubt that these black-clothed sword cultivators are an army of sword slaves!

Wherever they go, countless human tragedies will happen.

In the city, countless screams rang out.

"Help!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Why, why haven't the people from Wanfameng come, save me!"

There were cries, curses, and cries of pain one after another, but what greeted them was only ruthless slaughter.

"Damn!"

When Shen Nian discovered this scene, Su Jin's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and boundless murderous intent appeared in his eyes for a moment, and he immediately punched the sky in front of him!
Boom!

In an instant, the sky above Jinquan City was like a huge thunder exploding, and then, heavy rain poured down and poured into the city.

"It's raining? What's going on?"

A group of black-clothed monks had just slaughtered a family in a mansion. They walked out of the yard and were about to find the next group of people to sacrifice, but the sudden heavy rain made them even more puzzled, and they couldn't help looking at the sky.

However, this look up became the last look of their life.

I saw the endless torrential rain, every drop of rain suddenly burst out with fierce murderous intent, and it accelerated to the ground in an instant, and turned into an extremely strong ice blade at the moment of falling.

what!what!what!
As soon as countless black-clothed monks raised their heads, countless blood holes were pierced all over their bodies. The blood was soaring, and they screamed miserably.

Among the ruins, a middle-aged man was covered with scars and his clothes were soaked in blood. Behind him was a frightened family, but his face was full of despair.

Because in front of him were a few vicious sword slaves who had changed from the gods.

"It's raining?"

A sword slave was startled when he heard the thunder, and said in an annoyed voice, "What a disappointment, let's kill these guys and replace them with another one."

"Alright, I'm tired of playing anyway."

The sword slave next to him also snorted coldly, but his cold eyes fell on the family on the opposite side.

The aura of this middle-aged man is very weak, and he doesn't even have the cultivation base of supernatural powers, and the strength of the family behind him is even weaker. The reason why he has survived until now is because those sword slaves did not intend to kill people, but Playing him like a mouse.

Now that the sword slave lost his interest, and a catastrophe was imminent, the middle-aged man suddenly despaired, crying: "God, why are you so blind, you gave birth to this group of demons!"

"father!"

"Mom, I'm afraid..."

The parents, wife and children behind him all cried out, full of despair.

"Hahaha, return to the sky, ants, what do you know is the sky, only the strong are qualified to discuss the sky!"

Jian Nu laughed loudly, disdainful of the family in front of him.

At this moment, the violent heavy rain had already fallen.

A few sword slaves didn't take it seriously, they were all cultivators who had changed their minds, a little rain was nothing, even if it rained for 100 years, they wouldn't get sick.

But the next moment-

what!what!what!what!
In an instant, several sword slaves screamed terribly, their bodies were pierced by the extremely fierce rain, and there were suddenly countless blood holes on their bodies.

The middle-aged man was startled, his family was also startled suddenly, and was also drenched by the rain, but unlike those sword slaves, their aura instantly rose sharply, and the middle-aged man even broke through in an instant, reaching the level of the god Change.

"I broke through?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic, "God finally has eyes!"

"what!"

"What kind of rain is this? It hurts!"

"My eyes, help!"

Those sword slaves screamed incessantly. They suffered huge injuries, and they were extremely miserable. They were so arrogant before, but now they were all wounded to the bone marrow. They didn't even have the ability to use mana to resist the rain. They fell to the ground desperately struggle.

Seeing the miserable conditions of these sword slaves, and remembering the sufferings of his family before, the middle-aged man's eyes turned bloodshot: "You bastards, die to me!"

He grabbed his hand, and instantly swung a hammer, turning into afterimages all over the sky.

boom! boom! boom!
Accompanied by the loud noise of continuous cannons, several sword slaves were smashed into a puddle of flesh in an instant.

(End of this chapter)