Chapter 67 Cruel
Brother Qing, this time in such a large-scale battle, it seems like something big has happened."
Above the main hall, a handsome young man in a white robe with a handsome face, like a fairy, elegantly and calmly asked the majestic young man in green armor opposite him. The green-armored man was silent at first, and then stood up in front of him.
He took a white jade Kowloon cup, drank the bright red wine in one gulp, and then slowly opened his mouth.
"Han Shiyu, don't pretend to be confused while trying to understand. Your old Han family is one of the four major families in [Ancestral Domain]. How can you not know the inside story?" The man in green armor was quite disdainful and seemed to look down on him extremely.
The handsome young man in front of me.
Han Shiyu wasn't angry either. He smiled faintly and said, "Brother Qing is serious. The matter is so big that everything I have heard cannot be counted. Besides, only information from several parties can corroborate each other to ensure its accuracy. Otherwise, even if
If it is wrong by one percent or one thousandth, we may end up in a place of eternal disaster."
Han Shiyu was extremely decent in moving people with emotion and understanding them with reason, but unexpectedly, the man in green armor still refused to give him face: "Han Shiyu, it's not that you don't understand my Qingfeng's character, your hypocrisy has nothing to do with me.
If you want to talk to me, show your sincerity first."
Qingfeng's words were very straightforward. Han Shiyu had no choice but to shake his head and smile bitterly. As a young talent from [Ancestral Domain], how could he not know Qingfeng's character? However, due to habit, he still wanted to fight for points quietly.
Reliable information.
"Okay, then I'm going to say it, and you're going to listen to it." He casually set up a barrier so that the people below could not listen to their conversation, and then Han Shiyu said: "According to the family's intelligence, the Devil's battlefield is so big this time.
Action, because of it!!”
Pointing to the top, Han Shiyu looked solemn, Qing Feng also looked gloomy, and muttered: "My family also said the same thing. It seems that it can't be wrong. Damn it, how can there be any signs of waking up at this time?"
"Our entire world belongs to it. How can we control it?" Han Shiyu was slumped. He seemed to have seen the terrible scene of their ancestors being ruthlessly suppressed countless years ago. "Its awakening has made the big shots in the second battlefield
We were all shocked. Lord Dragon Demon of Demonic Battlefield immediately reported to the three controllers of Light and Darkness in the third station. I think this large-scale battle should be the countermeasures taken by Demonic Battlefield.
, after all, they are the top force competing against it.”
Han Shiyu continued to reveal his information. Qingfeng listened carefully and kept nodding, but did not say a word from beginning to end until Han Shiyu finished speaking. After a short moment of silence, he slowly opened his mouth and said: "
What we know is pretty much the same. However, I have a secret here that supports your guess."
"Huh??" Han Shiyu's eyes flashed, and he stared at Qingfeng with burning eyes. Qingfeng did not hesitate and said word by word: "The group of monsters in the Heavenly Embryo Domain have begun to make a commotion."
"What!!!" Han Shiyu stood up straight with a swish, bumping the low table in front of him. His face was extremely nervous, as if his butt was on fire, and he completely lost the elegant young man look he had before.
"Why are the guys from Tiantang Realm making a commotion? And at this time!!" Han Shiyu didn't believe it even though he knew it, Qingfeng smiled bitterly and said: "Han Shiyu, we are all the top three heirs of the family, what do you think?
Could the information the family gave us be wrong? It is really going to wake up, and we must be strong enough in a short time, otherwise, without it taking action, its minions may easily kill us."
Qingfeng knew very well that although he was now at the peak of the God of War and his strength could rival the second level of the Concrete Realm, if he had to face those Tibetan tribesmen who were like ancient behemoths, they might not even be considered cannon fodder.
"The Devil's Battlefield will not sit idly by. We must take advantage of the opportunities they create and make rapid progress." Han Shiyu spoke with an extremely firm tone: "Not only that, everyone in the big world and the small world must also make progress. We must
Twist this power into one force. Only in this way can we survive in the cracks. At the worst, we have to be like those ancient powerful men who gave up their bodies and preserved their souls."
"This is inevitable." Qing Feng said with a firm tone.
"Let's go outside and take a look first. Since the Devil's Battlefield is arranged like this, there must be a reason for it." Qingfeng suggested. Han Shiyu nodded slightly and waved to remove the barrier. Then, the two of them led their team members and walked slowly.
Walk out of the hall.
…
The Earth section is where everyone from the Huaxia Group is located.
Two people, Luo Kong and Pei Jiujian, led six teams and strode forward. Behind them, countless corpses of monks were lying horizontally and vertically. On the ground, there was even more blood and stumps. This scene, even if it were compared to the Shura Hell.
The description is not an exaggeration at all.
"Ten minutes have passed, and the next phase of bombardment will take place in five minutes. Everyone, work hard and must completely eliminate these guys before the next phase begins." Pei Jiujian shouted, slightly anxious.
The total number of monks they faced was up to 500. Although there were only about 100 left now, it was not easy to kill them within five minutes. For the first time, everyone was exhausted.
Secondly, most of the remaining monks were tough and powerful men. In the end, they lost a certain number of men.
These three aspects are like three sharp knives, giving everyone in the Huaxia Group a huge headache.
Luo Kong didn't say much, he just led the people to continue to fight forward. He had sufficient physical strength. After being forged by the fierce sun of blood, he was at least five times stronger than people of the same level. Therefore, even if he fought uninterrupted until now, he
I didn't feel any fatigue at all.
With a low cry, Luo Kong spread his arms, grabbed the fat monk in front of him, reversed his arms, and slammed his head to the ground with a bang. The ground collapsed, cracking like spider webs, and cracking.
The pop spread crazily.
Not to mention, Luo Kong, who brutally killed a fat monk, stepped forward and rushed out at a high speed like a sharp arrow. His five fingers formed into claws and grabbed the head of a Vajra monk. Then, he started spinning like an axe.
Swish, swish, swish~! Luo Kongwu's tigers and tigers are in the wind, and Monk Vajra's extremely strong body bombards all the monks like a hammer, either knocking them away or killing them. The power is so fierce that even the bravest ones are unparalleled.
The monks also showed their timidity under this series of attacks.
Finally, the second monk Qinghong moved his huge body and rushed up with a roar, wanting to kill Luo Kong's majesty, but before they could get close, Pei Jiujian's sword energy, Ziyue's thunder and lightning, and Ning Bing's poison...
Xiao Ruo's arrows of light... had swept towards them like a torrential rain of pear blossoms. After several bombardments, they were like evil wolves, tearing them into pieces.
In this way, because of Luo Kong's ferocious actions, the originally difficult killing activity finally moved forward quickly. With the cooperation of the two parties, with the bravery of the human shield and the power of the elemental master's long-range attacker, it was finally within three minutes.
, and completely eliminated the remaining monks in front of them.
"Huh...it's so fucking difficult." Jiang Yu took a long breath and cursed in a low voice. His peak Yingsan strength was still a bit difficult to deal with the current situation.
Luo Kong came over, patted him on the shoulder, and told him to take some time to rest. Pei Jiujian looked at him and took a step forward, and asked, "Go hunting outside the area line?"
The Demonic Battlefield is based on points and rankings, and the last three groups must be eliminated unconditionally. Therefore, in addition to completing your own tasks, you must also earn some "extra money." Only in this way can you truly sit back and relax and ensure that the money hanging on your head is guaranteed.
A sharp sword will never touch your own neck.
Luo Kong shook his head and disagreed: "Currently, the points are average, hunting is of no value, and everyone consumes a lot of money. If rash action leads to the second and third stages, if everyone is unable to cope with it, we will be in big trouble."
Pei Jiujian nodded. He didn't think well in this regard.
"Everyone, hurry up and recover. Try your best to return to the peak state before the battle during this gap. Don't be stingy with high-level potions or the like. Otherwise, after people die, no matter how much things are left, they will only be able to
It belongs to someone else." Chu Ruotian spoke to enhance his authority in the team.
Everyone was seizing the time to recover, so naturally there was no objection. However, the Chinese team was so lucky that it began to recover at this point. Teams from other countries, and even other worlds, were not so lucky.
In the French team, the sturdy white captain turned into a huge black wolf, with sharp claws, constantly bursting out terrible lethality. In addition, there were wizards, vampires, elementalists, and long-range attackers, each contributing their own
strength, but without enough top experts to take charge, their team quickly collapsed.
For the first time, due to the violent attack of the two monks, the French team was blasted away, and several wizards with average physical fitness were crushed into pulp. Then, the elemental masters who escaped the disaster were not able to escape.
It took too long, and the violent second monk Qinghong swept him with his feet, sending nearly five of them flying backwards.
Later, the second monk Qing Hong wanted to commit violence again, but at this time, the strong men of the two groups had already reacted. The vampire werewolves, as well as the French guys with sufficient physical fitness, redone their human shields one after another, and beat the second monk Qing Hong.
The monk blocked it with all his strength. This time, with a desperate fight, he managed to control the situation, but what was already lost was irreversible.
The same thing happened in Japan, Germany, and the United Kingdom. It can be said that except for China, the United States, and Russia, which have enough top players in the three teams, the other four participating countries have all suffered irreparable losses, and
, this loss may continue to expand.
Of course, compared to the number of people who died on the entire battlefield, the number of people lost by the four countries is not worth mentioning.
In the entire battlefield, there are 108 small worlds, 16 large worlds, and 1 original world. On average, there are five large groups in each world. In other words, there are nearly 90,000 people in the entire battlefield. These tens of thousands of people
In the middle, there are only more than sixty original worlds, and the sixteen big worlds are only a thousand. The real number is still in the small worlds, and the small worlds lack combat power. Faced with this level of death bombardment, every
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