The four great spirits rushed into the crowd under the leadership of the Pixiu beast and launched a crazy slaughter.

For a moment, the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races was upside down. After all, the alien spirit team had long attacks, melee battles, defenses, and outputs. In front of them, they could not fight. The most fatal thing was that they could not escape even if they wanted to escape!

"Roar!" The Pixiu beast roared angrily, and saw its big mouth open, and countless flesh and blood flew backwards into its mouth.

From the moment the Pixiu Beast appeared, he became the focus of the battlefield. However, some people noticed that it was just the battle pet of the one-armed human. For a moment, everyone's awe for Lin Tiancheng reached its peak.

Just imagine, a terrifying battle pet and four alien spirits like a god of killing were all under this person, and in less than a stick of incense, they actually massacred tens of thousands of soldiers. How can it be scary?

A war pet who is reincarnated as a starving ghost, whether it is dead or alive, opens his mouth and bites it. Four alien spirits, one defends against one long-range output, and two attacks left and right. I really don’t know what to use to resist them with such a lineup.

Especially when the commanders on the battlefield revealed that their cultivation levels were actually at the peak, these soldiers with only the initial level of general strength suddenly felt desperate, and no one dared to go to their place again.

However, people inside wanted to rush out, while people outside wanted to rush in to avenge their tribe members. Therefore, the scene was very chaotic for a moment, while the strange spirit team and the Pixiu beast did not hesitate at all and took action to kill them.

"Where did this bastard come out? A peak team with both offense and defense brought us to the battlefield of the race to bully us? Isn't it too much!"

"Don't this person know the rules that he cannot enter the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races at the peak? Or is it that the human race has been desperate to jump over the wall and has ignored the treaty of the Ten Thousand Races!"

"Get out of here, it's so scary. I'm going home..."

The battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races is a battlefield for the soldiers of the Ten Thousand Races. Generally speaking, the existence of the peak realm cannot be killed here.

However, Lin Tiancheng didn't know the rules. He just came here to collect flesh and blood. Who made the flesh and blood full of it? It was enough for the Pixiu beast to have a full meal?

Therefore, this destined the beginning of the nightmare of soldiers of all races. The soldiers around were chased by strange spirits and Pixiu beasts.

It was not until an hour later that the Pixiu Beast burped, and the bloodthirsty aura on its body weakened a lot, and its body slowly shrank and penetrated into Lin Tiancheng's arms that the nightmare was over.

"Well? The Pixiu beast is full? Then let's go back first and submit the task!" Lin Tiancheng said lightly.

So, the four gods of killing spirits slowly retreated from the battlefield of the races and headed towards the city of exile. The battlefield of the races, which had been wailing, suddenly became extremely quiet.

"Did those killing gods really leave?" someone asked in disbelief.

"I'm leaving, I saw them heading towards the city of exile!"

"Damn it. It turned out to be a madman from the Exiled City. I said when did the human race so arrogantly and dare to get involved in the battlefield of all races!"

"I finally left... Woo woo... It's so scary. Don't let me meet him again next time..."

For a moment, the battle on the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races suddenly stopped strangely, and they all breathed a sigh of relief...

Back in the city of exile, Lin Tiancheng exchanged points, then changed the medicine and completely repaired his injuries. Only then did he start to revive his broken arm.

Originally, Lin Tiancheng wanted to use the pills to recover directly, but the pills were too expensive and his points were not enough for him.

Back to the dormitory. The old man was shocked when he saw Lin Tiancheng coming back. He immediately got off the bed and said excitedly, "Boy, are you still alive?"

After all, the old man saw Lin Tiancheng take over the suicide squad mission with his own eyes, and he advised him not to be reckless.

However, later Lin Tiancheng insisted on his own. In his opinion, Lin Tiancheng should have become a lonely ghost long ago. He didn't expect that he was still alive, so he had this question.

Lin Tiancheng looked helpless when he heard this. Now, he was basically caught by people he knew all the questions. Could it be that he had a short-lived image?

However, because the old man was concerned about him, Lin Tiancheng did not care about the other party, but nodded with a faint smile.

"Good luck, save your life!"

"You are so lucky, you are the mission of the suicide squad. You are back alive. That's one hundred points, tsk tsk tsk tsk..." the old man said enviously.

"Boy, you are lucky to come back alive this time. Remember, you must not take such a task. The more points, the higher the risk. If you really lack points, go to the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races. Although there are risks there, it is still small!" the old man said.

Lin Tiancheng smiled and shook his head, but he didn't know that he had just returned from the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races. He wanted to say that it was dangerous... He really didn't feel it.

"Brother, take a break early." "What are you going to rest? Let me tell you, recently there was an amazing person in our Exile City. Someone actually did a mission on the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races, breaking Shura's murder record!" The old man said excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Lin Tiancheng also felt a little interested. He set a new record for the task on the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races? Are you talking about himself?

But...who is that Shura? Is it very famous?

"Brother, who are you talking about Shura? Is it very famous?" Lin Tiancheng said in confusion.

The old man was obviously very enthusiastic about Lin Tiancheng's science, "Shura is a strong man at the peak of the Six-Star Dao Ancestor in our exile city. At first, when he was still at the advanced level, he created the title of Ten Thousand People on the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Races, so he was given the title of Shura!"

"Of course, he is now at the peak, so he doesn't go to the battlefield of all races often. However, it is said that someone broke his record today. He was very annoyed and threatened to regain his first title!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Tiancheng was silent. He just wanted to help the Pixiu beast eat, and he never thought that he would inadvertently provoke a strong man in the peak realm.

"I tell you, now everyone is guessing whether the newly-risen Killing God is more powerful or Shura is stronger? Who do you think is more powerful?" the old man asked in a gossip.

"I don't know!" Lin Tiancheng smiled and shook his head. He had never fought with him. God knows who is better.

"Yes, they haven't fought yet. I really look forward to a big battle between them and the two of them to satisfy the old man's curiosity!"

"Then wait, they won't fight!" Lin Tiancheng smiled. He came to the Exiled City to hide his strength and maintain a low profile, and he did not come to grab a position with a pole. There is no need to fight Shura.

"How did you know that they would not make a fight?" the old man said angrily.

"I guess!"
Chapter completed!