69novels Chapter 717
Chapter 717
"Shua shua——"
Li Luo Fanchen Qing casually threw the storage ring into the air.
The space ring opened a gap,
The tragic demon heads fell like a torrent, crackling like raindrops, falling in front of everyone and quickly piling up.
Every head that fell was like a hammer hitting everyone's heart.
"This..."
"Oh my God!"
"This... What is going on!!"
Old Li held his head with both hands and couldn't help but exclaimed.
In that pile of heads, he felt the breath of countless soul lords and soul kings.
He led the team to beat them up, and was overjoyed when he killed only one soul emperor demon. He wandered around the camp with the heads like a fisherman, and there were so many such soul emperor demons in Li Qing's pile that he couldn't check them all at once.
Because there is something even more terrifying...
"Soul..."
"Soul Saint-level demon?"
Old Li's whole body trembled violently, and it was difficult to describe the shock at the moment.
"That's right!"
"I'm sure I'm not wrong!"
As soldiers fighting bloody battles on the battlefield, they dream of killing enemies to defend their homes and accumulating military merits. How could they sense the wrong breath of demons?
Looking at the storage ring suspended in the air, the bloody heads that kept falling, and the young man standing there calmly, the cruel scenery was as beautiful as a painting, and a murderous aura rushed towards the soldiers.
"This..."
"What the hell is going on!!"
"What did he do!"
"How many achievements has this guy accumulated in fifteen days!!!"
The soldiers couldn't hold back their panic, and the sound of sucking in cold air came one after another.
Originally, they came to have fun and watch the clowns make fun of them,
But now they suddenly realized that they were the fun, they were the clowns who were sitting in the well and watching the world.
"Boom!"
The noise shook the entire military camp.
After all, the scene before them was beyond the soldiers' conventional thinking.
Just like people in the Stone Age drilling wood to make fire, it took a lot of time.
If you say you can light a fire in seconds, no one will believe you.
Until you calmly take out a lighter.
And now Luo Fanchen has completely shocked the heroes, and even the heads in the storage ring are still falling.
Everyone realized that this guy was pretending, after all, the storage space could have been released all at once, but he really had the capital to pretend.
They were just numb.
"Kacha——"
The space was torn apart, and a scolding sound came from the dark portal.
"Why is there so much noise in the military camp!"
"Are you going to rebel?"
When Feng Shatian stepped out of the door coldly, he caught a glimpse of Li Qing and the demon heads that were almost piled up like a small hill. His pupils shrank and he stared at them intently.
"What's wrong, Third Uncle?"
Feng Jiantang and Xiao Fengxian, who were following behind the space portal, were puzzled. Why did Third Uncle suddenly freeze there and block the door?
Feng Jiantang took a strange detour. When he saw the small mountain of human heads, his whole body trembled, his lips opened in pain, and he was a little confused for a while.
"Third Uncle?"
"Brother Tang?"
Xiao Fengxian was concerned about Luo Fanchen's safety and quickly made a detour.
Then...
Her plump and moist red lips opened into an O shape, her beautiful eyes were straight,
There were many fierce beings in the pile of human heads, and I'm afraid they could kill her countless times.
"Bang Bang Bang——"
No one spoke in the whole audience. From top to bottom, everyone was numb.
If you say that a powerful titled soul master has accumulated so many heads in half a year, it may be more reasonable. Feng Jiantang can do it.
But this is a soul king! !
He is a captain of ten men! !
A decapitator is so awesome that all the thousand captains and commanders start to doubt their lives.
Are we too weak? ? ?
Times have changed.
Are soul kings so awesome?
"Shua——"
The last demon head fell, and the vortex of the space ring healed.
In front of the sacred jade-colored merit stele,
blood flowed like a river, and demon heads piled up into a hill, bringing a pungent smell of blood.
People didn't feel a bit scared, but a sense of absurdity, an incomprehensible sense of strangeness, staring at Li Qing in disbelief. Is this something that a soul king can accomplish?
"Tap..."
"Tap!"
Luo Fanchen moved slowly and asked calmly: "Is there anyone counting the military merits?"
A middle-aged man in a steward's uniform came out from the crowd, and said with shock:
"Here..."
"No, I'm here!"
Luo Fanchen nodded: "Count them."
The military merit statistics person was a little overwhelmed.
It was the first time for him to face so many demon heads at once.
After hunting a demon on the battlefield, a normal soldier must return to the barracks to recuperate for a period of time, and then recuperate.Only after accumulating strength can he attack again.
So how could he be like Luo Fanchen, who hunted so many in one breath before returning, and was desperate?
But Luo Fanchen came back intact,
Everyone secretly observed and found that even the corner of his clothes was not torn, and he did not have a scar or tired look, which made them even more shocked.
Incomprehensible, unbelievable!
The person in charge called several responsible persons and began to count the heads of people. During this period, no one left the place, and they were nervously waiting for the final result.
"Four-ring demons, one hundred and thirty-one!!"
"One hundred and thirty-one combat merits!"
"Five-ring black-lined demons, eighty-six!!"
"Six hundred and two combat merits!"
"Six-ring black-copper-lined demons, thirty-nine!"
"One thousand, seven hundred and fifty-five combat merits!"
"Seven-ring black-silver-lined demons, thirteen!"
"Four thousand six hundred and fifteen combat merits!"
The statistical figures, like sharp arrows, pierced the hearts of hundreds of warriors present, staring at Luo Fanchen with eyes fixed.
The person in charge finally had a dry throat and trembling lips, and announced loudly:
"Li Qing..."
"This time, the harvest is seven thousand one hundred and three combat merits!!!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
No one spoke, and they were like monsters,
staring at Luo Fanchen, their eyes full of incomprehensible red bloodshot and shock.
How did this guy do it!
Is he either killing demons or on his way to killing demons?
Harvesting straw is not that fast!
How did he do it!
I don’t know how many people have suspected that Li Qing is a ghost in the Blood Demon Cult!
But the Blood Demon Cult is not stupid. They gave so many heads to Li Qing for money?
Xiao Fengxiantan’s mouth opened wider and wider, her beautiful eyes flashed with indescribable brilliance, her heart pounded, this guy, now his strength has become so much stronger? ? ?
Feng Jiantang was struck by lightning,
Every word he had said before echoed in his mind.
"Only fifteen days, even I can't create a miracle, what can that kid do?"
"Just a clown who sits in a well and sees the sky, how dare he boast!"
The clown turned out to be himself? ?
Feng Shatian's fingers trembled, followed by his forearms, then his torso, and finally his face trembled uncontrollably.
He was the one who despised the most.
Every word that he had said before was like a tide that mercilessly hit his head.