Die die die die... It's all death.
The lucky die on the spot; the unlucky ones still wail and struggle for a dozen seconds before losing breath.
In short, the pain of the exotic beasts is beyond words.
All the way, Su Die's mind had already become numb.
During this, she hesitated several times, looking at Lin Ping'an beside her who was still plain and only had a First Grade Early Stage Qi Blood fluctuation, countless curses surged within her heart.
Are you kidding me?
This damn guy is a First Grade Martial Artist?
Three hundred...four hundred...five hundred...
A large number of exotic beasts faced untimely deaths, welcoming the end of their lives.
However, the more Lin Ping'an killed, the happier he became; the more he killed, the more joyful his mood grew.
Not only could he slay exotic beasts from the moral high ground of the human race, but he could also madly plunder Civilization Value without any worries.
It's simply double the pleasure.
One hour later.
