Chapter 1039： Tofu and iron bars

Xu Ming couldn't hear a word of the outside world's discussions. Of course, even if he heard it, he wouldn't care; because... all suspicions will turn into silence after he shows his strength!

call out!

Xu Ming turned his hand, and the "Samsara Spear" appeared in his hand.

This time to do the mercenary mission, Xu Ming's main purpose is not actually to make money, but to nurture the magic weapon! - The gods of life need to be nurtured in slaughter; and this battle to sacrifice to the sky is obviously an excellent place to kill!

"You have half a column of incense time to prepare! Your enemy will appear after half a column of incense!" Saint Mo said routinely.

Xu Ming said indifferently: "You don't have to wait for half a column of incense, just come out!"

Xu Ming didn't want to waste half a column of incense.

However, when other people heard these words, they felt that Xu Ming was particularly arrogant.

"Damn! Challenge the first level, how dare you be so arrogant! - If he really has the ability, why doesn't he challenge the third and fourth levels!"

"I see this Xu Ming, I'm really upset!"

…

Sage Mo was expressionless and said, "That's good!"

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! …

In the arena with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, a thousand blood slaves quickly emerged, extremely ferocious.

"It's really ugly!" Although Xu Ming had seen the appearance of the blood slave just now, he still felt that these monsters who had lost their minds were extremely ugly.

"But... the strength is really weak!"

A thousand blood slaves of the fourth rank of the silver moon naturally cannot pose the slightest threat to Xu Ming! After all, Xu Ming was someone who had killed a high-ranking king! - Yinyue fourth-grade, high-ranking king, the gap is too large, and it is almost impossible to make up for it with quantity!

Not to mention a thousand! Even if there are 10 million, they may not be able to threaten Xu Ming!

boom! boom! boom! boom! …

After a thousand blood slaves appeared, they all looked at Xu Ming in unison—the only human being in their sight!

call out! call out! call out! …

One after another scarlet red ferocious figure, the speed is faster than the streamer! In an instant, all the blood slaves were killed near Xu Ming, surrounding Xu Ming to the point of nowhere!

"How will Xu Ming respond?" Mu Zifan looked expectantly.

"Brother Ming, come on!" Although Luo Shui was very relieved of Xu Ming's strength, he also shouted and blessed in his heart.

In the face of a thousand **** blood slaves, Xu Ming's expression hardly changed, still so ancient. It was as if, not a thousand blood slaves, but a thousand little ants were crawling towards him.

Suddenly, Xu Ming's expression turned cold: "Kill!"

Xu Ming's feet were as if they were rooted in the ground, motionless; with his right hand, he grabbed the end of the spear, lifted the spear, and swung it in all directions.

puff! puff! puff! puff! …

The monsters that flew up just hit Xu Ming's spear. Suddenly, like a lump of blood-red tofu, it collided with the rapidly spinning iron rod.

What are the consequences of tofu hitting an iron rod? - The consequence is that all the blood-red tofu was directly smashed into blood.

Hu-hu-

The spear in Xu Ming's hand was constantly spinning.

The blood slaves rushed towards Xu Ming, as if they were thrown at the meat grinder.

Soon, a thousand blood slaves were all smashed into blood by Xu Ming's spear, and not one was left!

In the sky, the blood water that the blood slaves turned into drifted down like rain. The ground around Xu Ming was dyed red; however, Xu Ming did not get a drop of blood on his body.

too fast…

No one would have imagined that Xu Ming would break through the first-level battle of sacrifice to the heavens so destructively.

"This Xu Ming still has some strength!"

"Judging from the fact that he killed a thousand blood slaves so easily just now, even if he challenges the second level, it should not be difficult! If so, why did he not challenge the second level, but chose to challenge the first level. Woolen cloth?"

A few people, including Mu Zifan and Luo Shui, finally guessed Xu Ming's thoughts.

"Xu Ming wants to... challenge the past one level at a time?" Mu Zifan secretly said, "But, why did he do this? Is it for... the meager reward of each level?"

Mu Zifan guessed right! -Xu Ming is for that "meager" reward!

"Congratulations, the challenge is successful!" Saint Mo's voice sounded, "You can get a reward: a hundred bottles of spirit essence!"

"Wait!" Xu Ming shouted, "I will continue to challenge the second level!"

"Oh?" Sage Mo couldn't help but startled slightly - after the challenge, he continued to challenge higher levels; such people are not absent, but they are very rare! Unexpectedly, one appeared today.

"Okay!" Of course, Sage Mo would not have any opinion; after all, Xu Ming's challenge was completely in line with the rules, "You have half a column of incense preparation time!"

"I don't need to prepare!" Xu Ming said directly.

"OK then!"

As soon as the words of Saint Mo fell, more blood slaves appeared in the arena - this time, it was 10,000 blood slaves of Yinyue Fourth Grade!

"You don't even need to prepare!"

"It seems that this Xu Ming has absolute confidence in his own strength!"

"What if he has absolute confidence? If he really has the ability, he will directly challenge the third and fourth levels! What kind of ability is it to show off one's might in the first and second levels?"

"Humph!" The genius Jianyue from Ziguangzong snorted disdainfully, "It's just a piece of **** that can only hold X! To deal with a thousand blood slaves, you need weapons, how much ability can you have?"

In Jianyue's view, there is no need for weapons to deal with a thousand blood slaves!

However, how would Jianyue know that the reason why Xu Ming used weapons was to nurture the divine weapon of his life.

"After slaughtering a thousand blood slaves, my reincarnation gun seems to be a little stronger!"

Yes, a little bit!

Slaughtering a thousand blood slaves is only a little stronger... It can be seen that if you want to breed a powerful natal weapon, you really don't know how much slaughter you need to go through!

"Fortunately, the fourth level of this battle to sacrifice to the sky is one million blood slaves; the fifth level is endless sacrifices! - I don't believe it, after slaughtering so many blood slaves, the reincarnation gun can't be pregnant. Take care!"

boom! boom! boom! boom! …

At this time, 10,000 blood slaves rushed towards Xu Ming; like locusts passing through the border, they covered the sky and the sun.

This time, Xu Ming's feet were still motionless, and he still used the "invincible windmill" just now!

Hu-hu-hu-

The spear is like a rotating iron rod and also like a meat grinder. All the blood slaves who dared to rush forward were strangled and turned into blood.

but…

The blood slaves of the second level not only far surpassed the blood slaves of the first level in number, but also greatly outperformed them in wisdom.

call out! call out! call out! …

There are only a few blood slaves who foolishly pounce on Xu Ming; more blood slaves form a hemisphere around Xu Ming and in the sky, and then start to launch long-range attacks in unison.

"Humph!" From time to time, cold snorts rang out among the masters and powers watching the battle, "This Xu Ming is so naive, I thought the second-level blood slaves were just as stupid as the first-level blood slaves! "

"If the blood slaves of the second level are really as easy to deal with as the blood slaves of the first level! Then, 'one enemy, ten thousand' will not be so difficult!"

"Now, this Xu Ming will be caught off guard!"

"Humph! Let's watch him collapse!"