Chapter 1200 Are You Ready?

"System, if I kill hundreds of monsters with a higher cultivation base than me at once, can I get any extra rewards?"

Ye Ziheng asked, the current flowed continuously on the steel ball in his hand.

"You can get a special mysterious gift package."

When Ye Ziheng heard the name, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Special mysterious gift package? Can you reveal some specific information?"

"It's a special and mysterious gift bag."

Ye Ziheng smiled lightly.

"Okay, then let me see what is in this so-called special mysterious gift bag."

As he said that, several other steel balls appeared in Ye Ziheng's hands again, more than a dozen in total, made of ordinary black iron, all of which were refined by Ye Ziheng just now.

He turned his head to look at Ning Xuan beside him.

"You go out and wait for me, I may have to waste some time here."

Ning Xuan glanced at the steel ball in Ye Ziheng's hand, but immediately understood what Ye Ziheng wanted to do.

"You want to use your lightning power to guide the lightning to the ghosts, beasts, and monsters, and then kill them?"

Ye Ziheng smiled lightly, but he didn't deny it, just shrugged.

"Then you may not succeed. Although the skin of ghosts and beasts at the ninth level of true martial arts still has the characteristics of attracting lightning, they will not be as strong as those low-cultivation ghosts and beasts. Low cultivation The reason why the skins of monster beasts in the world are easy to absorb lightning is because they strengthen their bodies by absorbing the black mist in the ghost forest, and it is not their skin that really attracts lightning, but the black mist. But the higher the cultivation base , the strength of the monster physique will be stronger, and the physique of these ghost beasts does not need much black mist, so the effect may be much worse than you imagined."

Ye Ziheng nodded, but still did not intend to give up.

"It doesn't matter if you can kill them or not, the most important thing is to..."

Speaking of this, Ye Ziheng showed a faint smile on his face, and turned to look at Ning Xuan.

"Shuang, seeing the corpses of countless ghosts, beasts and demons exploding, don't care if he dies, Shuang will be done."

Ning Xuan nodded after hearing this, but somewhat agreed with Ye Ziheng's point of view.

"In this case, I might as well just stay here. If I don't see the scene where thousands of ghosts and monsters are blown up to the point of staring at me, I'm afraid I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Ye Ziheng has no objection to this, even if Ning Xuan wants to stay, then he should stay.

Then, Ye Ziheng turned his head to look at the round hole, calculated the distance between the layers of the round hole, and then threw the bead full of current up, and counted in his mouth while waiting for it to fall into his hand .

"Are you ready?"

Ye Ziheng asked softly.

Ning Xuan smiled and nodded.

Then, I saw Ye Ziheng suddenly clenched the steel balls in his hand, injecting all the power of lightning into it, and when the current filled all the beads, Ye Ziheng picked up the charged steel balls one by one, and moved towards the bottom of the round pit. Throw it in the direction of the center.

"1,2,3,..."

Every time a steel ball was thrown, Ye Ziheng counted and threw the steel balls, and when he counted "21", he threw all the steel balls in his hand.

At this moment, the steel balls are still falling. It looks like steel balls are lining up from a distance. The 21 steel balls are neatly arranged from top to bottom, straight as a line.

(to be continued)