I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 390 Kill to the rear of the pincer

It was still Leng Qiu who commanded and gave orders, even better than Han Qingsheng.

In the horrific battle just now, more than 3000 people of the Raging Flame Sect died, most of them were people who did not obey orders and attacked indiscriminately.

Even though his strength is low, but he wants to show off, how can he not die?

Han Qingsheng's face was ugly, but he had to keep it up, the battle was not over yet.

On the other hand, many of Leng Qiu's subordinates not only killed many silver-horned pincers, but none of them survived, and all of them were rescued by their colleagues.

Because they complement each other, if any one dies, the other will definitely not survive.

This truth is very clear from Jiuyou Island.

They understand that life is not easy, they cherish life even more, and they must live no matter what.

Therefore, survivability is even greater than combat capability.

In this regard, people who are not alive will never know.

Everyone has their own psychological thoughts.

Leng Qiu didn't care, with a hint of surprise on his face, the Qinghai Magic Lamp and Eight Diagrams Mirror on his head, and killed all the silver-horned pincers he encountered along the way.

Don't give them a chance to survive.

The real strong ones were all facing the suzerain of Raging Flame Sect at the south gate, who would have thought that the eastern mountain gate would be knocked down so quickly, almost completely wiped out.

The few pincers that ran out were even more afraid to face the powerful humans, and had long thought of running away.

Therefore, the entire interior of the mountain, the place that he thought was the safest, was attacked by Leng Qiu and others.

No matter how strong or weak they are, they will be killed without any care.

Leng Qiu didn't have any hatred towards them, it was just to test the combat effectiveness of his subordinates.

He needs to know whether he has the strength to become a first-rank sect, or what should he do?
If the strength is not enough, you have to endure it and wait for an opportunity.

If the strength is sufficient, it is natural to occupy a domain, establish a first-grade sect, gather resources, and fully enhance the strength.

In today's battle, although there are no real top masters to frighten the Quartet, it is enough to become a second-tier sect.

To improve the cohesion of the whole group, we will find a way to find a place and establish a sect.

This is Leng Qiu's ambition!
Moreover, the fighting power he displayed in the battle was enough to shock everyone.

For example, killing [-] god-level beasts with one punch is almost as powerful as a human ascending to the fairyland.

But he was swept away.

Not only that, but also the terrifying dragon talisman, which can kill hundreds of clamp worms by one person, which is so powerful and frightening.

The strength has already shocked all the subordinates, even if they climbed to the fairyland, they were shocked in their hearts.

But the Eighth Palace Realm is so powerful, it's too shocking.

Therefore, commanding again at this moment, no one dares not to obey.

Everywhere, as long as it is ordered by him, it must be done immediately!
On the entire huge mountain, only the corpses of pincers were left on the ground, and the blood flowed like a river on the ground, a scene of mourning.

Flying rapidly, it was only time for a cup of tea, and rushed to the west side.

Until now, the pincers who were guarding in an ambush realized that humans were coming from behind.

Such a shocking news caused the formation to become chaotic in an instant, and the pincers didn't know which side to face.

I don't know why this change happened.

Commanded by the pincers, they roared suddenly:

"Humanity has entered the hinterland, hurry up and support!"

While roaring, he hastily arranged many pincers on the defense line, preparing to counterattack.

They don't know where human beings come from, and why they can move around in the hinterland, as if entering a land without people.

Everything is a problem, but it is too late to think about it.

"See, the butts of the pincers are their weakness, they have no defense at all, kill them!"

When Leng Qiu saw them, how could he give them a chance to fight back, and immediately organized everyone to kill them, leaving no one behind!
Humans who already had combat experience moved together.

Countless lights of fire, thunder, ice and snow all covered the front.

In a short moment, the entire kilometer ahead was covered by all kinds of light, and all kinds of evil spirits hidden by them were dispelled by the light.

What's more, Leng Qiu's gossip mirror directly cuts off the supply of underground yin energy, and the advantage of the arrangement collapses in an instant.

In such a battle scene, all the pincers on the scene felt very tormented.

They prefer dark and damp places to heat and thunder.

That's their natural nemesis.

Not only that, all kinds of human attacks must be concentrated, and it is guaranteed that every time they make a move, a pincer must be killed.

Spot cleaning, not one left.

The clamp worm commander just now saw that the battle was less than a cup of tea, and one third of the [-] subordinates died.

This is too fast!
Especially among them, the human beings ascending to the fairyland, all come and go, and attack wherever they can gather together.

Like a guiding light, it attracts many humans behind to follow and attack.

The silver beetle can't form a decent counterattack at all.

What's even more hateful is that a human boy in the Eighth Palace Realm is floating on the edge, with all kinds of rare treasures on his head, which is simply dazzling.

For a while, Eight Star Ruyi, eight big stars, fell from the sky, killing more than 80 sky-level pincers in a short period of time, and they couldn't even get close to them.

That's not counting, Qiankun Ling appeared behind it, and within a swing, hundreds of pincers disappeared into the sky, and their bodies exploded into powder.

Then a golden river appeared, descending from the sky, and under a burst of washing, nearly two hundred clamp worms were buried by the golden sand and never got up again.

The death knell of Huangquan appeared behind, and the bell rang, and the five hundred pincers nearby all covered their heads, their bodies were shaking, and fell from the sky.

Just after killing some of them, I saw a blood skull made of crystal zooming in the sky.

Amidst the ear-piercing sound waves, another piece of heaven-level pincers perished.

Leng Qiu's combat power looked terrifying.

For Leng Qiu, the continuous army of pincers is the attack power of the experimental treasure.

The power is indeed much greater than before, and it will continue to grow stronger with the improvement of cultivation.

He is familiar with all these changes.

Such a terrifying attack power naturally made the commander of the pincers extremely angry, and immediately roared:

"A mere human in the Eighth Palace Realm can kill so many of us powerhouses, go to ten gods, shoot him to death for me, as a warning to everyone else!"

Heaven level and god level are two concepts, and the battle situation will definitely change.

With its command, the attention of the humans and pincers were unwittingly focused on Leng Qiu.

It's a pity that he didn't show any fear, but remained himself, and summoned the Jade Purification Bottle, the Heaven Binding Lock, the Five Elements Trapped Dragon Pillar, the Nether Atlas and other rare treasures.

He has never used these rare treasures, so he has to see how powerful they are before he can decide whether to use them or not.

If the power is not enough, it needs to be continuously excavated to live up to the reputation of rare and rare treasures.

Facing the ten god-level pincers rushing over, Leng Qiu's expression did not change at all, he just smiled coldly at them.

"Just let the horses come over and watch me slaughter you all!"

Leng Qiu didn't even intend to use Nitianlongquan, so he planned to use strange treasures.

It's not even known if they can understand language.

(End of this chapter)