Luo Zheng flew into the main city, and the aura he emitted attracted the attention of many martial artists.
Fear appeared on the faces of these martial artists …
His fight with Ming Dao was still vivid in their minds. This person was definitely not an existence that ordinary martial artists could provoke.
However, Luo Zheng's gaze swept past these people and passed over their heads …
The Fantasy Points in these martial artists' bodies ranged from a few hundred thousand to a few hundred. Luo Zheng naturally had no interest in them. At this moment, he had already set his sights on Ming Dao.
The red dot flew over and landed on the west side of the main city. When Luo Zheng arrived, he happened to see the red dot land and expand, turning into a round ball of light as tall as a person. Ming Dao would reconstruct himself within it …
Even with the power of the Heavenly Dao, it was impossible to revive so many martial artists at the same time and reconstruct their bodies.
All the martial artists who entered the Illusion Battlefield were currently enveloped by the light of the Heavenly Dao. They only needed to project their bodies again.
However, Luo Zheng did not know why the equipment they carried with them would not be projected after reconstructing the projection …
He still held a sword in one hand and a spear in the other, guarding one side of the ball of light.
After a short while, the ball of light that enveloped Ming Dao began to fluctuate, and a figure stepped out of the ball of light!
When the figure stepped out, Luo Zheng smiled and suddenly thrust the spear in his left hand …
Ming Dao's face was full of misery. He had no chance to escape or fight back. The moment he stepped out of the ball of light, he was killed by Luo Zheng without any resistance!
Whoosh …
This time, Ming Dao still did not produce any Fantasy Points.
The red dot of light, including Ming Dao's soul, flew toward the other side of the main city.
"I've killed this person three times. His three immunity tokens should have been used up." Luo Zheng swung the spear in his hand and chased after the red dot again!
Not long after, Ming Dao resurrected from the ball of light again. Without exception, he welcomed Luo Zheng's spear again!
The three Immunity Tokens that Ming Dao had obtained through a great opportunity had all been used up. After being killed by Luo Zheng, he was unable to keep the fantasy points in his body!
"Buzz buzz buzz …"
When Luo Zheng took back his spear, a sea of dreamy light spots suddenly exploded!
The dreamy light spots were overwhelming and eye-catching. When the martial artists scattered around saw so many dreamy light spots, their eyes went wide.
If they could absorb these dreamy light spots, they might be able to instantly enter the top 100 of this great world!
However, Ming Dao had been killed by Luo Zheng, so his Fantasy Points were directly handed over to Luo Zheng. If others wanted to obtain these Fantasy Points, they could only kill Luo Zheng. At this moment, it was fine if Luo Zheng didn't come to plunder their Fantasy Points, but who would dare to plunder Luo Zheng's Fantasy Points?
Luo Zheng's gaze didn't stop at these Fantasy Points. A red light spot burst out from Ming Dao's corpse and continued to fly toward a corner of the main city. At the same time, Luo Zheng also followed.
Killing Ming Dao once only squeezed out half of his Fantasy Points, but Luo Zheng planned to squeeze out all of Ming Dao's Fantasy Points!
As for the sea of dreamy light spots, they were like thousands of little fairies that followed behind Luo Zheng …
Ming Dao was wrapped in the ball of light, and his face was pale.
He had a total of 70 million fantasy points in his body!
After being killed by Luo Zheng, he had lost half of them and only had 30 million fantasy points left!
With a thought, he checked his ranking. The overall ranking of the Fantasy Battlefield was 2,400, and he was ranked 47th in this great world!
Fortunately …
He didn't fall out of the top 50!
While he was rejoicing, Ming Dao felt an even bigger headache.
The problem was that Luo Zheng was still chasing him. If he was killed again, he was afraid that he would completely fall out of the top 50 and have no chance to enter the second stage of the Fantasy Battlefield!
As a prodigy, he couldn't even squeeze into the top 2,500?
This was no longer a matter of shame …
After stepping into the ball of light, he stared at Luo Zheng and gritted his teeth. "Luo Zheng, don't go too far!"
However, Luo Zheng didn't care about Ming Dao at all. He still had a faint smile on his face. The long spear in his hand pierced out again, and Ming Dao was once again swallowed by the spear shadows produced by One Thought …
"Pfff!"
At this moment, a huge amount of dreamy light spots burst out from Ming Dao's body again.
However, compared to before, the number of dreamy light spots had decreased by half. There were only about 17 million dreamy light spots left, and Ming Dao only had 17 million dreamy light spots left. It was certain that he would fall out of the top 50.
"Whoosh …"
Luo Zheng still didn't intend to let Ming Dao go. He chased after him again, preparing to kill Ming Dao for the sixth time.
"Luo Zheng, if you are willing to let me go, I can let Phantom go!" Ming Dao roared loudly this time.
With Ming Dao's status, he might not be able to control the Sacred Spear Sect's position. However, he could control Phantom's fate. He realized that Phantom was the only bargaining chip in his hand!
Although he had fallen out of the top 50, as long as he kept these 10 million fantasy points, he still had time to catch up!
"Pfff!"
Luo Zheng still didn't respond and pierced Ming Dao's body with his spear again.
"Can I really let Phantom go …" Ming Dao said weakly.
"No need," Luo Zheng said lightly.
Luo Zheng didn't believe in such a person's promise. He didn't believe that his compromise could be exchanged for the other party's tolerance.
Some grudges were unavoidable. He would bring Xun back to the Fiend Night Clan to settle the score.
After the sixth kill, Ming Dao only had 8 million fantasy points left in his body …
"Continue …" Luo Zheng's eyes flashed, and he flew away again.
After the seventh kill, Ming Dao only had 4 million fantasy points left in his body …
After the eighth kill, 2 million fantasy points …
After the ninth kill, 1 million fantasy points …
After the tenth kill, 500,000 fantasy points …
Towards the end, Luo Zheng no longer cared about how many fantasy points he could obtain from Ming Dao.
He only killed the Underworld Dao experts time and time again to wash away all the fantasy points on him.
After killing Ming Dao for the twelfth time, he only had around 100,000 fantasy points left. At this moment, Luo Zheng finally stopped killing Ming Dao. As for Ming Dao, his fantasy points had been plundered from 70 million to around 100,000. He had fallen from fourth place in the Great World to around 80 million. At this moment, Ming Dao could only be described as wanting to cry but having no tears!
"Luo Zheng!"
Phantom's voice sounded behind Luo Zheng.
Ji Nan and the others appeared together with Phantom.
In the chaotic battle in the main city, the five of them huddled together. Not only did they not die, but they also obtained a considerable amount of fantasy points.
Others might not dare to kill them, but they could kill others …
The 'sheep', who had lost the protection of the Laws, surrendered their fantasy points at an unprecedented speed without any leeway to resist.
Luo Zheng nodded faintly at Phantom. "I have already washed away Ming Dao's fantasy points."
"I saw it." A relieved expression appeared on Phantom's face.
Luo Zheng stared at Phantom and asked, "Are you mentally prepared?"
Phantom hesitated for a moment before saying, "Even if it's the Eternal Night Punishment, I will bear it. I will try my best to live. I … still want to see that day."
The pain of the Eternal Night Punishment was simply indescribable. Those who were not from the Fiend Night Clan would not know how terrifying it was!
"That day won't be too far away," Luo Zheng said.
Hearing this, Phantom's eyes shone brightly.
What people were most afraid of in this world was not pain or setbacks. Pain could be endured, setbacks could be overcome, but what people were most afraid of was having no hope.
Just like Liu Yu, who was on the verge of collapse and had been imprisoned for a long time, only with hope would there be the motivation to live. What Luo Zheng could give them now was his promise, which was the hope they looked forward to the most.
Luo Zheng was not a person who would break promises.
Every time he made a promise, the pressure on him would increase.
But things had already come to this point. Regardless of whether he made a promise to others or not, he would take this step …
At this moment, Luo Zheng checked his ranking again. After checking, he was slightly taken aback.
His ranking in the Dream Battlefield had finally rushed into the top 100, ranking 77th.
And in this large world, he was ranked second? He had squeezed out all of Ming Dao's fantasy points, leaving only 100,000 fantasy points for him. Luo Zheng also had a lot of fantasy points!
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