As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

The so-called fishing.

Naturally, it is to fish for practitioners.

Nowadays, fragments of Dao rules are rare in the hunting battlefield, the space is becoming more stable, and more and more people are entering the battlefield to seize the initiative.

Tan Tai Ming Yue said it well.

Chen Zhian was like a dark lamp in this hunting battlefield. When the other cultivators in the world saw him, they always wanted to chop off his head and grab the extremely rich luck.

In just three days, Chen Zhian had killed twenty-seven Void God Realm cultivators.

There are many geniuses among them.

The strongest is a Vajra in Xumi world. It is said that he is among the top ten in the Xumi world. After entering the battlefield, he immediately entered the realm of Tongxuan and his golden body is invincible.

He made a sneak attack when Chen Zhian was slaying the gods and demons and monks from all over the world with his sword, and then his head was cut off by someone.

Until his death, he had no idea why Chen Zhian, a virtual god, could break his invincible body.

Chen Zhian was fishing at this time.

It is the divine source that has long been extinct in the Great Wilderness. It contains the purest vital energy and has condensed into a raw liquid.

The saints of ancient times proclaimed themselves to be relying on this divine source to maintain the immortality of their bodies.

Among the dead monks, quite a few were actually blinded by this divine source and wanted to kill people for treasures. Naturally, Chen Zhian accepted them all!

As he killed more and more people, his luck became heavier and heavier, and gradually he could no longer hide it.

Even just sitting here is enough to attract many people like hunting dogs following the scent.

Such as this time.

It had only been half an incense stick of time since Chen Zhian killed the last cultivator, and the blood on the ground had not even dried up yet.

In the distant canyon, there were more than a dozen Void God Realm cultivators lurking.

They thought they hid it well.

But he had no idea that when Chen Zhian opened his divine eye, everything within a hundred feet radius was reflected in his sea of consciousness, and not a single movement could escape his eyes.

They didn't know that once they came within three feet of Chen Zhian, they would almost be dead.

Three feet is the distance between Chen Zhian’s sword cage at this moment.

Within three meters, as soon as he thought, the surrounding world would instantly turn into wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and the sword intent would come down with great force, leaving no place to escape and no place to retreat.

Either he breaks out of the cage with absolute strength, or he possesses a sword intent that is purer and sharper than Chen Zhian's and forcibly cuts through the world.

Seeing those people getting closer and closer.

Chen Zhian looked at the severed river and said quietly, "I don't know how many more bodies this river can hold. I'm too lazy to bury people. It's more tiring than beheading them. I think next time I kill someone, I should let them dig the pit themselves. This way, they won't be left exposed in the wilderness. It also prevents water pollution and protects the environment."

Tan Tai Ming Yue looked at the pile of corpses at the bottom of the water and felt that Chen Zhi An was somewhat abnormal.

Even though I've been with him for several days, I still can't understand this guy's amazing train of thought.

Is this a matter of protecting the environment? People have already lost their heads, so why do you care where to bury them?

The most important thing is, doesn’t this guy know fear?

More and more people have entered the battlefield in the past few days. It would have been fine if he didn't find a place to hide, but he actually killed people in a big way.

Do you really want to fight against three worlds alone?

at this time,

The group of stalkers were less than twenty feet away from where Chen Zhian was standing.

The leading monk raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, then looked at a demon beast that looked like a sheep or a horse beside him and said, "Zhan Yang, can your innate magical power conceal our presence? Why do I feel like he has discovered us?"

The monster he called Zhan Yang raised its head and bleated twice in dissatisfaction.

A young female cultivator behind him quickly translated, "Master Qingluan, the young master said that this is absolutely impossible, unless the young man is the legendary Chen Zhian of Dahuang who has opened the Divine Court Eye, or the maid is the Taoist Tan Tai Ming Yue, who can illuminate the thirty-three heavens.