"Ding Dong! I have detected that you have the Yin-Yang Order on you, have you appeared as a disciple of the Yin-Yang Holy Land?"

The sound of the system surprised Wang Peng a little. He never thought that an event could be divided into a camp?

However, the Yin-Yang Holy Land is a holy land. If you can appear as a disciple of the Yin-Yang Holy Land, it would be considered as a holy land.

Thinking of this, after Wang Peng confirmed his identity as a disciple of the Yin-Yang Holy Land, he suddenly felt a darkness in front of him, and then a blazing white light flashed over. Wang Peng frowned and subconsciously blocked it, but soon found that he was already in a plain.

"roar!"

Before I could have any thoughts, danger suddenly came.

puff!

Wang Peng did not talk nonsense, and in an instant he punched the Kunpeng real fist, with his magic power surging, and a black Kunpeng demon bird appeared, which was extremely terrifying.

The spiritual realm is already half a step beyond. Before the spiritual realm, the so-called power is just a power, which can be called internal power. This is what Wang Peng feels himself. When he arrives at the spiritual realm, it is no longer an internal power, but a transformation into a kind of magic power, but it is not as essence as magic power.

To put it bluntly, Wang Peng is already considered a magic power, but the magic power displayed by Wang Peng, combined with Kunpeng's true fist magic power, is actually ten times weakened, which is equivalent to 350 powers of the extraordinary realm.

Because magic power is not pure, but terrifying.

Bang!

In an instant, Wang Peng saw clearly the appearance of this monster, like the word "liu", emitting a blood-red demon light, which was hideous and terrifying. However, Kunpeng's real fist hit the monster and died on the spot. Wang Peng did not exert ten thousand strength, just one hundred strength, which was equivalent to three thousand five hundred strength, pure power.

Suddenly, the monster was split into pieces, blood splattered everywhere, and white bones fell on the ground.

"Kill one monster and get 1 point! 1,000 psychic points, the current ranking is 100,000."

A little point? A thousand psionic value?

Wang Peng glanced at the monster on the ground. This monster was actually not very strong and could be killed with one punch, but the spiritual energy value given was not much.

"Is it only one thousand points? Just killing like this for a month may not necessarily have 100 million psychic powers."

Wang Peng said to himself, it’s not that he looks down on him, but that he thinks it’s too little.

"This is just a green-quality monster. There are blue, purple, red, gold, and beast kings in the future. Killing those monsters with a higher psychic energy value. This green-quality monster has a thousand psychic energy value. This is still a thousand points in your root bone. If it were other warriors, it would be a good thing to have dozens of points."

The sound of the last page sounded, and Wang Peng found that the monster dead on the ground was flashing green light on his head.

"Green, blue, purple, red, gold, beast king?" Wang Peng suddenly understood. It turned out that it was not given to the few, but the monsters he killed were too low-level. But this is also true. If you kill some monsters that can be easily killed, you can get a large amount of spiritual energy value.

Wouldn't everyone become a martial arts master?

Putting aside these distractions, Wang Peng left here. This is the plain. There are very few monsters. Staying here is not very meaningful. You have to look for higher-quality monsters, otherwise it would be meaningless.

About three miles away, there was a jungle land. Wang Peng locked his target and walked southeast. But he didn't walk for a long time. Suddenly, a few figures rushed over quickly.

Wang Peng kept on alert, but he knew that people in this place killed people in order to have more psychic power values. Although he couldn't die here, Wang Peng didn't want to waste his five-year life span, so he naturally had to stay alert. This is a plain, and it was difficult to run if he wanted to run, so Wang Peng did not choose to run.

"People from the Yin-Yang Holy Land?" Wang Peng was just surprised when he was running forward, because there was a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram floating above the other person's head, which was the symbol of the Yin-Yang Holy Land.

"Senior brother! Save me!"

When the man saw that Wang Peng was also a person from the Yin-Yang Holy Land, he shouted, and immediately, Wang Peng did not hesitate. The distribution of royal hunting forces would definitely not make any mistakes. He was a person from the Yin-Yang Holy Land, so it would be impossible to fake it.

Since it is from the Yin-Yang Holy Land, Wang Peng naturally wants to save him. It is not that he is a good-hearted person, but that he is a fellow disciple who will always need to know a little person when he enters the Yin-Yang Holy Land in the future. The people in front of him may be able to provide him with a lot of information.

Thinking of this, Wang Peng stopped talking nonsense and ran over quickly, and then Kunpeng's real fist was killed on the spot.

roar!

Kunpeng True Fist, with a big opening and closing, and black magic power is everywhere, and there is a feeling of demonic energy. But this is not an evil way, it is just a more domineering boxing technique. The meaning of the spiritual realm is to moves and psychics. Kunpeng True Fist is a supreme supernatural power, but in Wang Peng's hands, it is just a martial arts move.

Only by reaching the extraordinary realm can this be considered a magical power!

The magical powers and moves are completely different from heaven and earth. Now that we have reached the spiritual realm, we can use a little bit of magical powers.

Click!

A hundred meters away, the person who was chasing disciples of the Yin-Yang Holy Land suddenly exploded. The move Kunpeng True Fist was not a joke? Moreover, when facing this group of people, Wang Peng directly displayed his strongest foundation and did not hide his own privateness. Monsters may be able to hide their own privateness, but it is different to meet these people. If they hide their own privateness, they may die because of it.

Then others will be saved and will die in vain.

There were four people in total, and their bodies exploded. There was a yellow dragon on the top of the four people. I don’t know which sect it was, but Wang Peng didn’t care. He came to chase and kill the disciples of the Yin-Yang Holy Land, which obviously should be enemies.

"Hiss! Magic power is psychic! A hundred meters away, four psychic perfect powerful people will explode in one breath. How terrifying this magic power is!" The man sitting behind Wang Peng couldn't help but say shocking words after seeing this scene.

"Ding Dong! Kill one warrior, replace the opponent's 200 points, and reward 20 points, and obtain the opponent's 3500,000 psychic value."

"Ding Dong! Kill a warrior, replace the opponent's 220 points, and reward 20 points, and obtain the opponent's 540,000 psychic value."

"Ding Dong! Kill one warrior, replace the opponent's 140 points, and reward 20 points, and obtain the opponent's 2200,000 psychic value."

"Ding Dong! Kill one warrior, replace the opponent's 150 points, and reward 20 points, and obtain the opponent's 2500,000 psychic value."

Killing four people will earn a total of 790 points, and a total of 13600,000 psychic points will be obtained.

"No wonder, killing warriors is the best. Only four people have 13.6 million spiritual energy points. If it is forty people, wouldn't it be more than 100 million? If it is for hundred people..." Wang Peng calculated casually and found the benefits.

And at this moment, a sound rang out.

"Thank you for your help from Senior Brother. I wonder which hall is from?"
Chapter completed!