Chapter 490

Compared to everyone else, Lin Ye is undoubtedly much calmer. For him, it doesn't matter what secrets are in this treasure. What really tempts him is the hatred value contributed by those strong people, which is what he needs most. yes!
But now there is a very important question, he was thinking, if all the strong men in the palace were killed by the blood, wouldn't he have no hatred to earn?
This Nima.
"Those who want to survive, calm down, and find the gap between the blood and light to escape." Lin Ye turned around and shouted.

Tang Lin: "???"

Jiang Ren: "???"

Is this the time to take care of other people?

Lin Ye sneered, no one could stop him from collecting his hatred!
Hearing Lin Ye's voice, those casual cultivators suddenly realized that they calmed down and began to look for the law between the blood and light, preparing to escape.

However, Lin Ye knew that even if he told these guys how to escape, he might not be able to save all these casual cultivators. The method is important, but the strength has always been flawed.

Without strength, shortcuts can become fatal.

Lin Ye is not a savior, there is no way to save everyone, and what he has to do is to save as many casual cultivators as possible, so that he can receive a little more when he contributes hatred points in the future
After all, putting people first has always been Lin Ye's motto, and it has never changed.

Somewhere in the palace, Xue Zhenzi looked at the lines in front of him and frowned slightly: "It's not enough."

This pattern was condensed by the blood of those monks who were killed by the blood light. At this moment, less than one-fifth of the pattern was lit up, which was far from meeting their expectations.

"The formation of the palace has been put on hold for many years, and it is not easy to display the current power." Zhen Lingzi glanced at the blood light and said helplessly.

He also wants to display all the power of the magic circle, but isn't that not allowed by his strength?
If he can fully activate the magic circle, the monks under the king's realm will fall instantly, and they will naturally not have a headache for patching up the uneven lines.

But in the next second, Xue Zhenzi suddenly felt something, with a puzzled look on his face, the speed of the pattern's condensing slowed down again.
How is this going?

Could it be that all the monks in this palace were killed by blood?

No, as far as he knew, there were a thousand monks who entered the palace, if not tens of thousands, it was impossible for them to be killed so quickly.

Since they were not killed, there is only one possibility left, the power of blood light is no longer enough to kill them!

But this is even more impossible!

Xue Zhenzi's spiritual consciousness spread, and he probed the past around him, but if he didn't see it, he didn't know it, and he was shocked when he saw it!

He just watched the figures connecting together in the bloody light, that kind of scene was more spectacular than hundreds of people flying kites at the same time.

Feelings, these guys are chasing and killing with such bloody light to avoid?

This Nima!
But this is not what made Xue Zhenzi the most angry. When he saw Lin Ye guiding the casual practitioners to avoid the blood light bit by bit, a burst of anger surged in his body.

"The hatred value from Xue Zhenzi, +608!"

Under Lin Ye's guidance, nearly [-]% of the casual cultivators survived, and the remaining [-]% were either killed before they even had time to react, or they lost their concentration when avoiding the blood. Fallen.

But Lin Ye is very happy to be able to keep [-]% of the casual cultivators. In his eyes, these [-]% of the casual cultivators are cash cows!

Lin Ye and his group kept moving through the bloody lights. At first they didn't dare to be too careless, but when they discovered the patterns in the bloody lights, it seemed that avoiding the bloody lights became less dangerous.
While running away, Lin Ye could even earn some hate points.

"Hey, do you still want to survive? Hurry up and walk together hand in hand!" Lin Ye suddenly shouted at a group of loose cultivators.

"From."

Hearing Lin Ye's words, the team of casual cultivators felt a shudder down their spines, but they felt that as long as they didn't change their formation, it would be fine?There is absolutely no need to hold hands! ?

And a group of old men walked together hand in hand, if people saw this, wouldn't they be regarded as perverts?

"It's you! Quickly put your hand on me!" Lin Ye pointed to a monk.

"The hatred value from Xiao Junlin, +897!"

Being called by Lin Ye, the man's face hurt: "What are you yelling, it's me!"

Xiao Junlin had a toothache. He just wanted to hide for a while, but Lin Ye's eyes were so sharp, and he was asked to hold hands with other monks. It was not clear that he was trying to force him out! ?

In fact, Lin Ye didn't realize that Xiao Junlin was in the crowd. The reason why he said that was purely to earn hatred!

He would point out that Xiao Junlin's arrival was a complete accident...

Seeing Xiao Junlin displaying his figure and dodging a few streaks of blood, the casual cultivators who were originally on the same team as him were stunned.

Is it really good for a king to hide in a group of sages?

What about the dignity of your King Realm powerhouse?
In fact, they still don't know Xiao Junlin too well. In Xiao Junlin's eyes, any dignity and temperament are unnecessary things, okay?

In his opinion, the most real thing in this world is his realm and treasures, apart from these two, nothing else can be trusted.

Hiding in the group of sages, he can not only carefully observe the movement of the blood light, but also be lazy, so why not do it?

It's just that his idea was ruthlessly seen through by Lin Ye before it was implemented. It's simply...

Xiao Junlin came to Lin Ye's side, looked at Lin Ye with a happy face, and suddenly became angry, glanced at Lin Ye, and said with some toothache: "You kid, did you do it on purpose?"

Lin Ye pondered for a while: "If I say it was an accident, would you believe me?"

"Ha ha."

Believe you are a ghost.
"The hatred value from Xiao Junlin, +475!"

"Uncle Xiao, where are those demon ants?" Tang Lin looked curious. Even a strong person in the late King Realm might not be able to get rid of such a number of demon ants. How did Xiao Junlin do it.

Xiao Junlin: "."

Xiao Junlin's face hurts. Surely he wouldn't say that he was almost beaten to death by the demon ants, would he?

"I beat you away." Xiao Junlin nodded, without blushing and heart beating.

"Killed away?" Tang Lin froze for a moment, when did Xiao Junlin become so fierce?
"Are you sure you didn't get tricked to death?" Lin Ye suddenly said.

Xiao Junlin: "???"

"From."

Xiao Junlin looked at Lin Ye suspiciously: "Do you know something, kid?"

Except for the two people who beat him, no one knew about the whole treasure. How did Lin Ye know?
"The secret must not be revealed." Lin Ye smiled mysteriously.

What a joke!
Xiao Junlin was even more confused. Now he seriously suspected that Lin Ye was watching him, otherwise how could he even know this?
"The hatred value from Xiao Junlin, +874!"

(End of this chapter)

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