After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

About an hour later, the flaming volcano returned to silence again.

Xia Ling pulled back the Annihilation Sword that was inserted into the scorpion's heart, and the silver-white blade of the Worry-Free Sword in his left hand was also dyed the same blood-red color as Annihilation.

She had not used dual swords often, but today's battle gave her the opportunity to practice.

Glancing at the pile of corpses on all sides, Xia Ling put away his two swords, took out a dagger and began to dissect the corpses to extract the monster crystal cores.

The higher the level of the Warcraft's crystal core, the rarer it is.

One of the tasks assigned to the disciples by the five major sects during the journey to the secret realm is to obtain at least 1000 crystal cores of fourth-level monsters.

The fifth and sixth levels are 100 yuan each, and the seventh and eighth levels are 5 yuan each.

As for the ninth to tenth levels, which are equivalent to the human's tribulation-crossing cultivation, the five sects did not make any requirements and advised people to avoid them if possible.

After all, if they were asked to challenge a group of Jindan Yuanying-level cultivators to challenge a tribulation-crossing monster, it would be like asking them to die.

Most of the scorpions in this magma area are low-level, and the highest is only level five.

But a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Magic crystals are not only necessary to complete tasks, but can also be used in various industries, such as refining equipment, setting up formations... and so on.

Once the ancient secret realm is opened, the second opening will be one year from now.

That means they have to stay here for at least a full year.

During this period, the natural thing is to accumulate resources.

This is also the reason why Xia Ling wanted to dissect the corpse and take out the crystal core.

In the distance, Lin Xingfan stepped on the pile of corpses and ran towards Xia Ling. He jumped into the air and landed on one of the few open spaces next to her.

While wiping the sword, he said, "I've already dealt with that."

Jiang Ci, who was not far away, walked over and stretched out his hand to him.

"?" Lin Xingfan was a little confused. After a moment of hesitation, he put the cloth used to wipe the sword in his hand into his palm.

Jiang Ci was speechless, "Magic Crystal Core."

"Oh." Lin Xingfan put away the cloth and handed it to him after taking it out from the storage ring.

Only later did he realize that he was so focused on killing the monster that he completely forgot about taking the magic crystal core.

He scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Hey, I forgot to take it."

Jiang Ci expected this, and signaled with his eyes, "Go quickly."

"As you command," Lin Xingfan responded, leaning down and poking Xia Ling, who was squatting beside him dissecting a corpse, and whispered, "Junior sister, come with me."

Xia Ling refused: "No." The bodies here have not been dealt with yet and cannot be wasted.

Although first, second and third level magic crystals are not capable of completing sect missions, they can always play a role.

"Okay(.???)?" Lin Xingfan had no choice but to run back happily.

A quarter of an hour later, the group finally dealt with the mountain of corpses.

Simu Feng was disgusted by the corpse stench that spread for ten miles. "All the monsters within a few miles have been killed. Let's leave this damn place first."

"Okay." Lin Xingfan agreed, "Where are we going now?"

"You decide." Si Mufeng wanted to summon the magic weapon out of habit.

But he remembered that his favorite feather-bone fan was still in the hands of his junior sister.

Without asking, he casually took out a jade fan containing a hidden weapon from the space.

Xia Ling, who was standing by, noticed this and suddenly remembered the bone fan that was placed in the space.

Since they parted ways with each other, they have each experienced a lot during this period of time.

Her thoughts had been so disorganized during this period that she had forgotten about this.

Xia Ling took out the feather bone fan from the space and handed it to Simu Feng, "Second Senior Brother, I'll return it to you."

Simu Feng glanced at it and said lazily, "It's okay if you don't return it. I'll give it to you."

"Okay, but I don't want this one." Xia Ling stepped forward and snatched the green jade fan from his hand.

Si Mufeng did not refuse and let her do whatever she wanted.

After snatching the jade fan, Xia Ling put the broken jade fan back into his hand and then retreated to his original position.

Her second senior brother is also a half-crazy collector, and most of his collection are magical fans. If not thousands, there are at least hundreds.

But this feather-bone fan is of the highest grade, and it is also the first high-level magical weapon specially made for him after his wrist was injured.

Of course she couldn't accept it.

After pulling away from each other, Xia Ling casually waved the jade fan he had just snatched in his hand and smiled at Simu Feng: "It's mine, is it okay?"

Seeing her childish nature, Si Mufeng felt a little happier, "Of course."

Lin Xingfan, who was standing nearby, came over like an excited puppy with its ears pricked up: "What about me? What about me? Second Senior Brother, I want a fan to play with, too. Give me another one! (???)! Only then will I cherish it!"

Simu Feng's face instantly turned expressionless: "Get lost."

This brat had stolen at least a dozen guns from his personal storage room before, but in the end they were all hidden in the corner and covered with dust, which was a complete waste of resources.

Lin Xingfan curled his lips, "Tsk, you're treating us differently."

Si Mufeng: "Who made you ugly?"

"What?!!"

Lin Xingfan was shocked. He had never been doubted about his appearance since he was a child, so he immediately defended himself and pointed at his face, "Second Brother, you are not nearsighted, right?!

Take a closer look at my face, which is as beautiful as the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, with distinct features. Is it related to the word ugly at all? "

Jiang Ci was amused: "It's just like the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Why don't you say that you look like a flower?"

Lin Xingfan laughed and said, "That's not impossible."

Si Mufeng unfolded his folding fan, turned around and ignored him.

Lin Xingfan looked at his senior brother somewhat unwillingly, "Senior brother, who do you think is more handsome, me or that stingy fan ghost?"

Yue Chenzhi, who inexplicably became the central figure: "..."

Seriously, could he have chosen not to answer?

Under Lin Xingfan's hot and expectant gaze, Yue Chenzhi's cold face was slightly distorted, and he uttered a word with some difficulty and stiffness: "...you."

"As expected of you, you are the eldest senior brother! You have a good eye." Lin Xingfan nodded with satisfaction and looked at Si Mufeng proudly.

He boasted: "There is no other junior brother like me in the world who is cheerful, optimistic, good-looking and handsome. You are simply not grateful for what you have."

Simu Feng curled his lips: "I am indeed very convinced."

Lin Xingfan hummed a tune and looked around.

Qi Huai, who had remained silent, was afraid of being entangled, so he quietly hid behind Jiang Ci.

But the next second, he saw his fifth junior brother coming up to him and said, "Third senior brother, do you think I'm handsome..." Handsome.

Before he could finish his words, Qi Huai interrupted him and said seriously, "It's hot here. If we delay any longer, more monsters may come closer. We'd better leave first."

As he spoke, he walked towards the edge of the area, stepping on the pile of corpses.

Lin Xingfan did not give up and turned his gaze to Jiang Ci, only to see him following closely behind Qi Huai.

It’s okay, I still have my junior sister.

Thinking of this, Lin Xingfan turned around and looked at his junior sister, "Junior sister, what do you think? Am I handsome?"

"I think..." Xia Ling, who was being targeted, patted his shoulder and teased him intentionally: "You are quite cute."

After saying this, he walked past Lin Xingfan and followed Qi Huai and the others.

Lin Xingfan was left there, and before he could figure out if there was another meaning, he saw his fellow brothers and sisters all using the Wind Spirit Technique to quickly run towards the south.

Haven't all the monsters within a few miles been killed? Why are they in such a hurry to leave?

Lin Xingfan tilted his head.

It seems that you are all afraid of heat?

Before he could think about it, he realized that several people had already distanced themselves from him.

Lin Xingfan hurriedly followed: "Hey, wait for me!"

Xia Ling waved his hand, "Okay, hurry up."

*

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and six shadows, some high and some low, were reflected on the bloody mountain of corpses.

The occasional conversations were drowned out by the rolling debris from the erupting lava around them.

Few people had ever thought that today, which was not peaceful, would be the only peace compared to the hellish days to come.