My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

How is this played?

"Escape!"

A scream of terror.

Everyone scattered and fled.

However, the scarecrow's figure shuttled through the void like a ghost.

Just a few breaths.

He cut off the heads of those who fled one by one.

The whole process looks quite smooth.

There is no such thing as a battle scene where you hit me and I hit you back.

This is a completely one-sided massacre!

quickly!

The world couldn't help but become quiet.

There was no living creature at the scene except the scarecrow.

Under the heavy rain, the scarecrow slowly harvested souls and stole treasures from the corpses!

When everything was over, his eyes looked in another direction.

There will be another slaughterhouse!

This time, the Northern Demon Cave sent out a total of four teams.

Each team is equipped with an extremely powerful lineup.

They surrounded Bai Ling from all directions, aiming to kill her with one strike, leaving her no chance of survival.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night!

The scarecrow's figure moved around, harvesting life after life.

In his hands, it doesn’t matter whether you are Tianxuan or Sanyin.

No matter whether it is the first, second or even third level, no one can escape his scythe.

Every time he swings his sickle, he takes a life.

Killing people, seducing souls, stealing treasures from corpses, all in one go.

It's so skillful that it's shocking.

The rain was still falling, but the people sent by the Four Clans were buried forever in the mountains.

The scarecrow's sinister face kept turning.

With a dim gaze, he surveyed the area within a radius of dozens of miles, until he finally discovered that there were no more enemies tonight.

Then he carried the sickle and paced in the rain, twisting and turning, while not forgetting to check the storage bag and count the harvest of the night.

He casually grabbed a storage bag.

Pull out the stuff inside.

King-level magic weapon!

Without even looking at it, he threw it into the sky!

The king-level medicine is lost!

The realm-breaking pill is useless and is lost!

……

Just like that, after he had lost countless things, the appearance of an item made his eyes light up instantly.

It was a bright orange, golden coin.

As the gold coins came in, the scarecrow put them to his mouth and blew gently.

"choke……"

Listening to the soft jingling sound of the gold coins, the scarecrow's mouth unconsciously stretched to his ears.

Then he put the gold coins into another storage bag.

This storage bag is filled with gold coins.

It looks golden, like a small gold mountain.

This is one of his personal collections!

The next morning!

Bai Ling woke up from the cave.

The first thing I saw was the scarecrow guarding the side.

This made her smile unconsciously.

Although the scarecrow cannot speak, he guards her every day regardless of rain or shine.

In her heart, he has risen to the status of an important partner.

She looked up at the sky.

"It's getting late, we should leave!"

After a simple tidy up, the two of them went straight out of the cave.

Bai Ling was in front, and the scarecrow followed closely behind.

We walked less than half a mile.

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment.

In her perception, there was a ray of precious light blooming not far ahead.

She was no stranger to that glittering light.

Because any treasure that has reached a certain level can emit a certain amount of fluctuation and brilliance even if it is placed there.

This was not the first or second time she had faced this kind of situation during this period of time.

He rushed towards the location where the precious light was emitted.

On the ground, there is a small flag lying quietly!

This is the water flag among the five elements flags!

It is a true king-level magic weapon!

Bai Ling picked up the treasure with a strange look on her face.

This was the nth time she had found treasure.

The key is that every time, the treasures picked up are of high quality.

"What exactly is going on?"

Bai Ling looked at the sky blankly.

If one or two times could be explained by luck, the treasures she had picked up during this period were almost enough to fill up a storage bag.