"Everyone, don't be afraid. This is his ultimate move. He's only at Houtian ninth stage. His internal strength won't be able to withstand it!”
Although Ling Batian was afraid, he still shouted to encourage him.
"Whoever kills Xia Moweiliang will have the Heaven Grade cultivation technique!”
The current him didn't dare to think about the Nine Yin Mantra on Xia Mo. Xia Mo was simply too dangerous.
If he could do it all over again, he definitely wouldn't choose to provoke Xia Mo.
However, there was no medicine for regret in this world. Since he had provoked her, he could only deal with it.
Heaven Grade cultivation technique? A hint of greed flashed in the eyes of the remaining players. Since they were playing this kind of martial arts game, who wouldn't want a heaven-grade cultivation technique?
After killing Xia Mowei Liang, they would obtain the Heaven Grade cultivation technique, and it would be the time for them to leap over the dragon gate!
Only benefits would make people greedy. At this moment, they no longer cared about their own lives for the sake of Heaven Grade cultivation techniques.
Xia Mei smiled coldly. These people didn't escape, which was exactly what Xia Mei wanted. He didn't plan to let these players who provoked him off.
One Lotus Blossom, Ten Thousand Lotus Blossom. Once this move is used, life and death will be in my hands.
It was the Ten Thousand Lotus Conjunction again!
Ten minutes passed. The screams continued.
The Ling Tian Union was still advancing. For the cultivation technique, they were going all out!
"He, how did he…"
Ling Batian really wanted to escape. Xia Mo had already used the Myriad Lotuses seven times, and they had lost close to 8,000 men.
At this moment, he finally knew what kind of pervert he had provoked.
Flee! This was Ling Batian's only thought.
He had used up all his cultivation and accumulated a lot of guild resources to reach late-stage third-rate. He could not do that. If he was killed at this time, his cultivation would completely turn into a bubble.
"What, you want to leave just like that?”
With another cold laugh, Xia Xia's sword was placed horizontally across Ling Batian's neck.
"Xia Mei Wei Liang, you, what do you want to do!”
Over 10,000 members of the Ling Tian Union had all died in Xia Mei's Eight Myriad Lotus Clones and were reborn.
Ling Batian was now left with only a single commander.
"Let me tell you, my Ling Tian Union is a large guild with more than 100,000 members. I advise you to let me go now and write off all the debts between us. Otherwise…"
The more he spoke, the more excited Ling Batian became. That's right, his Lingtian Union was the number one union and had more than 100,000 members.
A large guild that dominated a region. Even the Southern Song Dynasty might not be able to defeat such a huge guild!
"Are you done?"
Xia Mei smiled contemptuously again. 10,000 people didn't matter to him, so what if there were 100,000?
It was just a matter of spending more time.
"Xia Mei Wei Liang, if you join us now, the guild leader will definitely welcome you!”
"Guild leader? Aren't you the President of the Lingtian Union?”
He was a little surprised. To be able to command 10,000 people, he looked like a guild leader no matter how he looked at it.
"Haha, you don't know, right? I'm only the vice president. My president is Wandering Know-it-all's third place Ling Chu Wei Liang! The second ranked Heavenly Punishment is also from our guild."
Ling Batian's face was full of arrogance, as if he was going to die if he didn't let him go.
"Ling Chuwei Liang?"
A dangerous light flashed in his eyes. He was very familiar with this name. It was the game ID of his good junior brother, Ling Weifeng.
"Yes, my guild leader is Ling Chuwei Liang."
"How about it? If you're scared, let go of me!"
Ling Batian thought that his guild leader had threatened Xia Mo, so he was excited.
His cultivation was preserved!
"Was she the one who gave you this mission?”
Although the sect did not allow killing each other, if it was really done by Ling Weifeng…
He, Xia Mo, would not easily let go of anyone who wanted to make a move on him.
"This…"
Ling Batian hesitated.
" You've already answered me. As a reward, I'll send you to hell."
In Ling Batian's eyes, her smile was like the smile of the Grim Reaper.
"No, you can't kill me! You can't…"
With a soft landing, Ling Batian's head was separated from his body.
"Ling Weifeng, although it wasn't your intention this time, no matter what, she's still your woman. I won't let you off so easily."
"Haqiu ~"
In the ancient tomb, Ling Weifeng, who was meditating, inexplicably shivered. He felt as if he was being stared at by something terrifying.
She had no idea that Xia Mo had been bullying her every day because of what happened today.
"Since you're here, why leave?"
Xia Mo's gaze turned to the players watching from afar.
It was none other than the guild leader of the World Guild, a player with the ID Wild Wind Sweeps the Fallen Leaves.
"Would you believe me if I said I was passing by?"
Awkward. He had been so shocked by Xia Xia's massacre that he had forgotten to run away. Now, Xia Mo had his eyes on him.
The strong wind sweeping the fallen leaves was the regret…
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