Fantasy Realization System

[The killing mission is completed, the reward is 5000 fantasy value, the host currently has fantasy value: 5000. 】

[The killing contract is terminated. 】

Zhou Ming fell pale, half-kneeling on the ground with a sword in one hand, a large amount of smelly sweetness poured into his throat, and he squirted out. Even with the use of fantasy realization, he was still very reluctant to kill 11 Divine Martial Realm Yuan Qi Masters in succession. In the battle just now, he was already seriously injured.

Zhou Ming's target this time is still the cultivator, feeling that the spiritual power in his body is constantly repairing his injuries, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

With the bonus of the killing contract, his strength directly rose to a peak like a roller coaster. At the moment of completing the task, he also felt the pleasure brought by the ultimate power, the kind of intoxicating feeling. Really makes people unable to extricate themselves.

If it were not for the termination of the killing contract, he might continue to kill, and the skyrocketing power would almost make him lose his mind. If the conditions of this mission are not to kill ten Divine Martial Realm Yuan Masters, but hundreds or thousands, then Can he stay awake at that time?

Zhou Ming looked at the Shenwu Temple, which was already bloody, and the strong smell of blood in the air stimulated his olfactory nerves. He slowly wakes up, he is not a person who likes to kill after all, but if someone touches his bottom line, even if he becomes Shura, what's the problem?

This time, Zhou Ming's confusion completely disappeared. He stood up, scanned the two-piece corpses under his feet, and laughed at himself. His figure flickered, and when he appeared again, the black sword turned, and a thick arm was severed by it.

Long Fumei had never experienced this kind of despair. The fresh lives disappeared before her eyes. She was helpless, sad, and fearful. The middle-aged man with bloodthirsty face was walking towards her step by step. Then, she thought of her family, but unfortunately, no one from the Long Family was present. Who could save her? She was just like the poor students at this time, just a lamb to be slaughtered.

She wanted to tell the middle-aged man the identity of Miss Long Family, but in the endless fear, she could not speak.

A graceful figure suddenly appeared in Long Fumei's mind. Would she be too scared to speak like herself now? Maybe she is even more unbearable than herself, is she already shaking? When she thought that such a genius would show such ugliness, she suddenly felt that everything in front of her was not so terrible.

The middle-aged man grabbed one of his hands, and Long Fumei bit her trembling lips and closed her eyes. Before death came, she satisfies her vanity a little.

However, after several seconds passed, she did not feel the pain, and death seemed to have not come.

Long Fumei opened her eyes, and the scene in front of her made her subconsciously cover her mouth.

The middle-aged man still maintained a forward position, but his arm fell to the ground.

Sticky and bright red, like splashing soup.

"what--"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, his eyes were suddenly red, and he cried out painfully while covering the bleeding wound.

"I will kill you!"

Yuan Qizhi had just been addicted to death, and was about to harvest a few more lives, but unexpectedly a young man holding a black sword suddenly rushed out and cut off his arm.

The pain in the heart made Yuan Qizhi lose his reason. He was swayed by anger and killing intent. His fists full of Yuan Qi blasted out, and a Yuan Qi fist imprints slammed into him. Seeing the situation, he not only wanted to kill the youth. , Even Long Fumei was his target.

The fist prints blasted past, the ground was dusty, a black sword flickered, and several black sword shadows collided with the fist prints. There was a gale blowing on the ground, sand and rocks were flying, and smoke was everywhere.

Zhou Ming picked up Long Fumei and landed on a ruin. He flashed out of thin air. He appeared in front of Yuan Qizhi and kicked up. Yuan Qizhi hadn't reacted yet, and the whole person was subjected to a brutal force. Brought into the air.

The black sword light flashed, flesh and blood flew across, and Yuan Qizhi's body was suddenly divided into countless parts.

"Patter!"

The bright red meat fell off, and some nerve-carrying organs were still squirming.

Long Fumei stood on the ruins in a daze. She had never seen such a **** scene before, and her face became extremely pale with a brush, and she couldn't help bending over and retching.

The black sword returned, and Zhou Ming sighed not far away, embarrassing her. No one could stand such a cruel scene.

Zhou Ming estimated that his current strength should be similar to that of Jiuxing Yuan Qi Master, and with the strange skills of the cultivators, he should be able to compete with most Jiuxing Yuan Qi Masters. The middle-aged man just now should not be Jiuxing Yuan Qi Master, otherwise. I couldn't solve him so easily.

Zhou Ming looked in the other direction. There was also a member of the Yuan family.

Yuan Qisu saw Zhou Ming looking at him, very frightened. He is the smartest of the three brothers. When Yuan Qishan asked them to do it, he first rushed out with Yuan Qizhi. When Yuan Qizhi was going to kill him, he stood on the sidelines and watched, wanting to observe the situation before doing it.

When Zhou Ming killed Yuan Qishan and ten Yuan family shadows, he witnessed the whole process. Just as he was in a daze, Yuan Qizhi also died under Zhou Ming.

Seeing Zhou Mingzheng slowly walking towards him, Yuan Qisu swallowed unconsciously, feeling very scared. The strength of this young man is extremely terrifying. A scum like him who has just entered the Divine Martial Realm might be crushed to death with a single finger.

Although he didn't kill anyone, he was a member of the Yuan family after all. Who knows if this young man will strike him with a sword.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qisu's legs couldn't stop trembling, Zhou Ming's steps were like stepping on his heart, and every step made his heart beat violently.

Zhou Ming stopped, glanced at Yuan Qisu, turned into a black light, and disappeared into the distance.

The look of Zhou Ming made Yuan Qisu fall into the ice cave. He sat down, clutching his chest and breathing violently, his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He didn't know why Zhou Ming would let him go, and he didn't want to explore this issue. He only knew that he was still alive. He didn't want to try a second time with this kind of torment that hovered between life and death.

"Wan Mang! Because you are obsessed with your heart! Shenwu Academy was destroyed by you like this!"

"Old drunkard! Don't you want to break through the peak of the Divine Martial Realm? As long as you can step into the Transition Holy Realm, a small Divine Martial Academy is nothing!"

Mo Qianli and Wan Mang fought inextricably, and the two punched each other, and vortexes of vigor emerged around them.

"Boom boom boom..."

The vigorous vortex exploded, and the surrounding ground was exploded with large pits of different depths.

Mo Qianli was afraid that the battle between him and Wan Mang would affect the Shenwu Academy. He slapped him into the air with a palm.

With a fist, Wan Mang scattered his palms, stepped on his feet, and rushed towards Mo Qianli.

Mo Qianli took advantage of the distance from Wan Mang, and then assigned his attention to the medical room. He fixed his eyes and saw that the medical room was surrounded by broken limbs, and only five corpses remained intact upper bodies. He looked carefully, with a look of shock on his face. It was from the Yuan family!

He glanced around the Shenwu Courtyard. The Shenwu Courtyard, which was originally like a slaughterhouse, was quiet at this time. Although there were countless casualties, many people were still alive.

"Yuan family, the trend is over!"

Mo Qian's head relaxed a lot, his eyes fell on Wan Mang, his eyes sharpened again.

"Giant Spirit!"

Mo Qian separated his palms together, and a giant figure appeared behind him. The giant raised his palm and slapped it down at Wanmang.

"White Tiger Fist!"

Wan Mang didn't expect that Mo Qianli could even use this kind of stunt. He was unwilling to show weakness, his whole body was concentrated in his right fist, and the tiger's shadow condensed, and he slammed into the palm of the giant.

The air was squeezed and deformed, ripples in the void, fierce energy fluctuations spread from the place where the fists intersect, a hurricane blew in the void, Yuan Qi rushed, Wan Mang and Mo Qianli stood opposite each other, and they were in a stalemate.

"boom!"

The sky shook, and the Tiger Shadow and the Giant's Palm flew away at the same time. Wanmang and Mo Qianli seemed to be hit hard, and the two retreated one foot away.

Mo Qianli was a little panting. He touched the hip flask around his waist and looked at Wanmang with a smile: "Wanmang, don't look at it. The Yuan family is still alive."

Wan Mang's face was also unsightly. He took a sigh of relief, only to feel that Mo Qianli was strange in his words. He glanced at the bottom of Shenwu Yuan, his face was full of shock, the Yuan family, are they dead?

He glanced at Yuan Mi and others who were still fighting with Su Mu and Chi Chongshan in the distance. Without a word, he turned and flew away.

Mo Qianli didn't stop Wanmang either, he had some guesses in his heart, and he swooped into the medical room.

"Canglong is angry!"

Su Mu swept down his leg, and the dragon screamed in the void. The shadow of the dragon, which was about five feet long, swung its tail and rushed towards the five Eight-Star Origin Qi Masters from top to bottom.

However, the five Eight-Star Origin Qi Masters received this blow but were unharmed. They were surrounded by several shield ghosts. These shield ghosts were combined to form an indestructible armor shield shell.

"The palm of the universe!"

The five Eight Star Origin Masters shook in unison, and the sky darkened. A palm about half the size of the sky was condensed in the clouds and fog, and the big palm passed through the clouds and fell in the air.

The great power of heaven and earth was brewing in this big palm covering the sky, a powerful aura locked down, and Su Mu frowned. This palm was definitely not something he could follow. Although he had the means to avoid this palm, but Below is the Shenwu Academy, he stepped away, who would take this palm?

He quickly made a decision in his heart, and immediately shouted, "Old Chi, help me!"

Chi Zhongshan, who was still battling Yuan Mi, quickly noticed the situation on Su Mu's side. His eyes flashed, and his palm shot out the power of the mountain and the earth.

In the face of such a fierce palm, Yuan Mi didn't dare to take it hard, so he had to retreat.

"Aolong strike!"

Su Mu's fists came out together, and countless shadows of fists circled up and gathered together to form a giant dragon full of anger.

"Gluttonous!"

Chi Chongshan flew over, a pair of pupils shining brilliantly, his palms danced together, and a hideous alien beast ran towards the big palm and bit it.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth shook, the different beasts and the dragon came out together, and the big palms that covered the sky instantly disappeared.

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