I was assassinated by the reborn at the beginning, and I became a god on the spot

Chapter 220

"I'm going to kill you."

"Eat him, eat him."

Zhou Li's "provocation" immediately made the gray mastiff furious. Both heads were furious, and a terrifying aura surged from it. Its attributes immediately doubled.

The violent and brutal power surged in its body, making the gray mastiff feel extremely powerful.

"Not good."

Not far away, Qing Jing, who was fighting with a sixth-level monster, changed her face. She didn't expect that the gray mastiff would burst out with all its strength at the beginning. Caught off guard, Lan Li might be seriously injured or even in danger of his life.

Just when Qing Jing burst out with power, repelled the enemy, and wanted to rescue Zhou Li.

But he found that there was no panic on Zhou Li's face. He just stretched out his right hand and shook the gray mastiff who burst out with all his strength.

The terrifying mental power turned into an invisible big hand, pinching the gray mastiff's demonic body that was more than 20 meters tall.

"Let me go."

"Impossible, how is this possible?"

The Gray Mastiff felt that he was extremely powerful, but found that he could not move at all in the hand of the spiritual power. The terrifying aura seemed to be able to crush it easily. The two faces of the Gray Mastiff suddenly showed panic and disbelief.

Zhou Li's spiritual value was as high as 140 million, plus 262% of combat skills, and various title bonuses, which far exceeded the Gray Mastiff's imagination.

However, if the spiritual power interferes with reality and is simply used to attack others, the conversion rate is far less than that of strength. It is not so easy to kill a powerful sixth-level Gray Mastiff.

After all, the remote master belongs to the physical department and has no bonus to spiritual power attacks. Zhou Li does not have many spiritual-related attack skills. It is impossible to kill a Gray Mastiff with a God-slaying.

However, the effect of directly killing the enemy is not good, but it is much better to trap people.

The Gray Mastiff was held by the spiritual power hand and could not move.

A dark red longbow appeared in Zhou Li's hand. It could be vaguely seen that countless powerful figures were bound in the bow and could not escape.

After all, it was a sixth-level demonized monster, and it could not be wasted.

Because it did not burst out with full force, Zhou Li only pulled it a small distance.

A dark golden light arrow condensed on the bow, and an extremely terrifying aura of destruction dissipated.

"Bang~"

The void within a radius of dozens of miles collapsed directly, and a dark golden long rainbow flew out of the air and instantly shot in front of the struggling gray mastiff.

In front of this terrifying arrow light, the gray mastiff had no room for resistance and was directly shot into a ball of blood mist.

What life force field, the damage reduction and defense of extraordinary creatures, did not play the slightest role.

Sixth level, still weak.

…

From Zhou Li's mental power binding the gray mastiff to him drawing his bow to kill the opponent, it seemed very long, but in fact it was very short. Qing Jing had just repelled the opponent and was about to come to help when she saw a terrifying arrow light shooting the gray mastiff.

"Dead, dead?"

Qing Jing was stunned on the spot, and the whole person was stunned.

Blinking hard, she confirmed again that it was not Zhou Li who died, but the gray mastiff.

She was completely dumbfounded.

She knew the strength of the gray mastiff very well. There were only a few people on the side of the Demon Extermination Alliance who were comparable to it, but it would take only a seventh-level to kill it, and it might not be killed in one move.

No, I just went to recruit a sixth-level strongman casually, and ended up inviting a great god back?

Qing Jing was not the only one who was dumbfounded.

Above the Demon Control City, the sixth-level strongmen who had not yet fought, as well as other sixth-levels who paid attention to this battle, were all stunned.

Dude, have you walked into the wrong battlefield? Your battlefield is above!

The sixth-level monster fighting with Qing Jing reacted the fastest, and immediately used all means to escape desperately.

It knew too well what a seventh-level combat force that was not restrained meant in this sixth-level battlefield.

It was a massacre.

Qing Jing was shocked and hurriedly wanted to stop it, but the strength of both sides was equal, and it was not easy to stop a sixth-level monster who was determined to escape.

"Everyone, hurry up and don't let them run away." Qing Jing reacted quickly and shouted loudly, his voice full of excitement.

Although it was not clear why Zhou Li had such amazing combat power.

But he was on his side, and this was a good opportunity to severely damage the opponent's sixth-level. If he missed it, Qing Jing would regret it.

"Hahaha, Brother Lan Li, I didn't expect you to be so strong."

"Don't let these demons run away."

"Kill one and you'll get back your investment, kill two and you'll make a killing."

On the Demon Extermination Alliance side, all the sixth-level warriors were ecstatic. They also knew that this was a great opportunity.

If a seventh-level warrior entered the field, he would be noticed by the opponent's seventh-level warriors at the first time, and there would be no chance to kill them. But Zhou Li was a sixth-level warrior, and no one would have thought that he would haveThe seventh-level combat power, before the seventh-level demonized monsters made a move to stop them, this was Zhou Li's hunting ground.

One by one, the sixth-level strongmen all burst out with amazing power, attacking regardless of their own safety, trying to delay the sixth-level monsters and create opportunities for Zhou Li to kill them.

The situation suddenly reversed.

On the sixth-level battlefield, the demonized monsters undoubtedly had the upper hand, suppressing the awakened and extraordinary people.

But after Zhou Li shot the gray mastiff, the sixth-level monsters wanted to escape, and it was the weak demon-killing alliance that began to suppress them.

Zhou Li naturally saw the behavior of Qing Jing and others.

He did not waste their kindness.

As the Sun-shooting Bow was constantly pulled open, the Sun-falling Arrows were continuously shot out, and each arrow could kill a sixth-level monster.

After shooting more than a dozen arrows in a row, Zhou Li's face was not red and he was not out of breath, and he did not feel any pressure at all.

Like the Sky-shaking Strike, the Sun Meteoric Arrow did not increase the skill consumption when it broke through to the epic level. However, it was an epic skill after all, and Zhou Li was only at the fifth level. Logically speaking, it was impossible to use it more than a dozen times in a row without any pressure.

The reason was also very simple. These dozen times of the Sun Meteoric Arrow were not full output.

The powerful combat skills allowed Zhou Li to exert more powerful power and better control the strength of the skills. He did not need to use the skills at full strength every time.

In this way, the consumption was naturally greatly reduced.

These sixth-level monsters did not need Zhou Li to use the full skill strength to attack. The weakened version of the Sun Meteoric Arrow was enough to easily shoot them.

At this time, all the awakened, extraordinary and demonized monsters on the vast battlefield of tens of thousands of kilometers below were also stunned.

They were not unfamiliar with the sixth-level battle in the sky.

But they never thought that they would see such an incredible scene.

The sixth level is not a soft persimmon. Even the weak Demon Extermination Alliance often has to fight two or three at a time. Not many sixth levels fall. After all, they have reached this level and have the ability to survive.

Often after a big battle, the seventh level of both sides is safe and sound, the sixth level has a single-digit casualties, and the survival rate of the fifth and fourth levels is also very high. Only the first, second and third levels die in large numbers.

Everyone has long been accustomed to this intensity of war.

Who would have thought that one day, someone would shoot a sixth level like killing a chicken.