Qin Jing's heart skipped a beat when he suddenly stepped back and fell to the ground.
In front of Qin Jing's eyes, the zombie's long fingernails brushed past the tip of his nose, bringing with them a foul smell.
It was dangerous!
It was extremely dangerous!
This place was different from the game. If he was caught by zombies, he would become one of them. He did not have any antidote to remove the poison.
Opening his attributes, Qin Jing took a look. In a short period of time, there was only one point of Spirit Pressure left.
In the past, he had always felt that he had too much spiritual pressure, to the point that it was difficult for him to even completely consume it. He had never thought that there would actually be such a day.
Looking at the zombie in front of him, Qin Jing raised the long and narrow blade in his hand. Even without spiritual pressure, did he think that he could not kill him?
The blade was swift, and the sound of wind pressure piercing through the air could be heard. Qin Jing's long blade easily pierced through the zombie's eyes and came out from the skull.
There was no weakness bigger than the eyes!
Unfortunately, such a weakness was too small and tested one's mental strength.
Perhaps it would not be a problem once, but it would not be easy if he stabbed there every time he fought!
Just as Qin Jing pulled back his blade and was about to retreat from the encirclement of zombies, a warm current suddenly surged in his body.
The power that instantly filled his entire body made up for the emptiness in his body in the blink of an eye. The void caused Qin Jing's strength to increase by a small portion.
His eyes lit up at that moment.
This feeling…
Qin Jing looked at his attributes. At this moment, the level 1 displayed had suddenly risen to 2.
He had indeed leveled up!
All attributes increased by 1 point. At the same time, he obtained 5 free attribute points and 1 skill point.
However, Qin Jing didn't assign the status of the Braised Class. The free attributes had already been assigned according to the format that Qin Jing had set before he transmigrated.
"...
" 2 HP, 1 Spirit Pressure, 2 Speed.
This was Qin Jing's usual distribution method.
However, he did not expect that the distribution that he had locked onto back then would still be effective at this moment. It had helped him distribute all of it at this moment.
There was nothing worse than this!
Although this method of distribution was definitely the most correct and was one of the reasons why he would be so powerful in the future, it was just that right now…
he clearly needed a large amount of spiritual pressure!
Death God: Qin Zheng
Title: One of the Four Great Nobles, White Emperor
Level 2
Health Points: 250(250
Spirit Pressure: 220(220
Attack: 3 Defense: 3
Ghost: 4 Speed: 7
As the leader of the Four Great Nobles, he was born with Spirit Pressure. Qin Jing's attributes increased by 60 Spirit Pressure. Ordinary Death Gods only had 50 Spirit Pressure.
It was still fine at the moment. In the later stages, every level up would increase his attributes by a few points. At that time, the difference would be like heaven and earth.
The reason why Qin Jing's HP increased so much was not because of other attributes, but because of his unique talent, the talent called [Blood Sacrifice].
Compared to a powerful weapon that could have many talents, each Death God could only awaken one talent, and Qin Jing's was [Blood Sacrifice].
[Blood Sacrifice: Transforms half of one's HP into other attributes.]
The spiritual pressure affected the attack of the Dragon Slaying Saber after it was released. When the already shockingly strong spiritual pressure soared again, no one in the world was a match for Qin Jingxue after it was released.
If he was only one of the Four Great Aristocrats, Qin Jing would not have been able to easily become the first in the Celestial Region, let alone enter the top three in the world and compete for the strongest position.
After all, he was not the only one with talent.
Although it was a pity to distribute the attributes like this, the spiritual pressure that had completely recovered at this moment made Qin Jing no longer have a trace of worry.
Even if he didn't recover, it would at most be a little troublesome for him. But at this moment, he could take it slow.
Since he could level up, there was nothing to worry about.
He had always been worried that he would not be able to level up at all. That was the worst. Clearly, reality was not really that bad.
Qin Jing didn't know what the outside world was like now, but powerful strength was the guarantee of everything. He only needed to make himself stronger.
There's no need to slowly touch the past, the past Suo, as long as he followed the steps, it would not take long for him to reach the peak again. Feng.
This time, it was not just a game anymore, but real life!
At this moment, with so many zombies here, it was a good place to level up!
For a moment, Qin Jing's state of mind that was suppressed by the surrounding environment also fluctuated.
Qin
Jing felt an even stronger force than before. His body, which was about to retreat, trembled and was reflected back at an even faster speed than before.
In his hand, he quickly pulled the knife in front of him.
The rotating blade broke through the hard flesh and several black withered heads flew out in front of him. In the next second, several corpses fell to the ground.
The enhanced Attributes and attributes allowed Qin Jing to display even greater combat power than before.
With the increase in spiritual pressure, his attack power had also increased.
At this moment, when he broke through the bones and skin, he couldn't feel any resistance. The spiritual pressure was a super killing weapon that was specially used to deal with this kind of filth.
If he were to deal with other things, the outcome would not be so good!
Qin Jing threw away his scruples and threw himself into killing.
Such a carefree battle was completely different from the feeling of being restrained before. The dancing blades were like a gorgeous dance, but it was a feast of death.
One by one, figures fell to the ground.
Under the moonlight, a slender figure danced in the darkness. As the moonlight slowly fell, it gradually became unclear
.
At noon.
Dazzling sunlight shone down from the sky, illuminating the entire valley. The cries of insects were endless.
In the valley, there was a mass grave that was nearly a thousand meters long. It was densely packed with stiff corpses, but each corpse had no head.
It was a dark mass, and it looked shocking!
A figure was sitting on a rock with his back against the knife. His head was lowered as he fell into a deep sleep.
The battle didn't really end until dawn arrived. Throughout the entire night, zombies would crawl out from the depths of the ground from time to time, leaving Qin Jing no time to rest at all.
He held on and fought until dawn. Only when the sun came out and the Yin Qi completely receded did he really fall asleep.
Tired? How could he not be tired?
He had leveled up three levels in one night. How many people had he killed in the process to reach this level?
Death was known to be the slowest to level up in the game. Qin Jing's speed of leveling up three levels in one night was truly astonishing.
When the glaring sunlight shone through his bangs and into his eyes, his tightly shut eyes trembled slightly and slowly opened.
Qin Jing looked at the sky for a long time until he regained his senses. He then slowly lowered his head and stood up from the rock beneath him.
Looking at the corpses and the heads on the ground, Qin Jing rubbed his temples that were still hurting.
Even with his mental strength, he could not take it anymore after focusing on the battle for a long time.
Now...
"It's time to go out."
With a low voice, Qin Jing pulled out the knife on his back and walked toward the only passageway.
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