"Twice the power of a lower god, so weak." Fulin laughed, as if he saw his dagger piercing the opponent's godhead.
Just when Fulin was about to use twenty times the power of a lower god to kill this junior lower god in one fell swoop, the power on the silver heavy sword suddenly increased.
"Chongshanhe!" Suoli shouted lowly, and the twice lower god's power poured into Qingxuan Sword suddenly increased by a thousand times!
Two thousand times the power of a lower god!
The power of the peak mid-level god combined with the secret method of heavy mountains and rivers slammed down hard. Even though Fulin expected that something was wrong and did not touch him head-on, only the ten times Qingxuan sword scraped, and the powerful divine power also severely injured Fulin through the artifact armor.
"Peak mid-level god!" Fulin's eyes widened, and he secretly sighed at his carelessness. He didn't even think that the other party might be a strong person in disguise. After all, Fulin himself is a peak lower-level god. If it were a junior mid-level god hiding his aura, Fu Lin would
Lin Shou could also feel that something was wrong. As for the peak mid-level god, Fulin did not expect that such an existence would appear on the battlefield so early.
Without thinking, Fulin turned his body into a black mist. The black mist divided into tens of thousands of black smoke and fled in all directions. This was Fulin's last secret method of escape. As long as there was a cloud of black mist to escape, Fulin could survive.
, although it is extremely damaging to oneself.
He is facing a peak mid-level god. If he is not decisive, he will definitely end up here. He will be seriously injured or die. Normal people will make a choice.
Suori quickly made several seals with his left hand and shouted: "Space? Shackles!"
The one kilometer surrounding space instantly solidified, and the black mist moved slowly in this space. Soribon, who had fully understood the mystery of the confinement of space rules, was able to confine a range of dozens of kilometers in one breath. In the plane battlefield, a
Kilometers are already Sori's limit.
A ghostly shadow of the real body appeared on Xiaobai's body, and he opened his mouth and roared several times. The fluctuations of space rules spread out from Xiaobai's body. The power of space confinement increased a little again, and all the mist was imprisoned in the air and unable to move.
"burst!"
With a bang, the space shattered and turned into black mist. Fulin's defense ability was greatly reduced. Under the shattered space, no black mist was spared. Less than an hour after the plane war started, a lower god had already fallen.
.
The broken space was instantly repaired, and a little bit of black light was transmitted to Suo Li and Xiaobai. The black light that rushed to Suo Li was all poured into the word "leader" in the palm of his hand.
The remaining small part of the black light entered the word "tong" in Xiaobai's palm.
"Get 950 points." A mechanized voice sounded in Sori's head.
"Boss, I got 50 points." Xiaobai said.
The total points obtained by Suoli and Xiaobai are one thousand points. What this peak low-level god should hold is the General Order. Suoli raised his eyebrows and said: "I don't know how it was detected. I
I thought that whoever kills gets points, or that points must be taken away from the opponent's token. Now it seems that the points system is very fair, and there will be no last-ditch attempts to grab points."
Most of the killing of Fulin was due to Sori, and Xiaobai also strengthened the restraint ability of the later space imprisonment, so a small part of the points was given to Xiaobai.
"It's a pity that it's not a command. If it were a command, it would be a full 10,000 points." Sori said.
"Boss, just be satisfied. As soon as you came out, you met the next god. In just one minute, you got 950 points. I only had 50 points."
Suori shrugged and said, "If I had known this, I would have let you kill me."
After killing Fulin, Sori and Xiaobai had no other gains in the central battlefield. During this period, they also encountered some lower gods, but these lower gods were very cautious, even if Sori only showed the strength of the first-level lower gods.
, and no one is as stupid as Fulin to come to trouble Sori. Once Sori gets close, these strong men will stay away. When the plane battlefield is severely restricted, Sori wants to catch up and kill these inferiors.
God is also powerless.
"If I could get closer to within ten kilometers, I would be sure to kill one of them. Unfortunately, they all keep a distance of dozens of kilometers from me." Sori helplessly spread his hands. He is just a lower god, so he is afraid of what he will do.
Suo Li believed that he had not revealed any tricks. As for Xiao Bai, his true state was only a mid-level lower god, and he was not considered strong among these lower gods.
After wandering around the central battlefield for a long time, Suo Li and Xiaobai returned to the Siqi Continent base camp. At this time, the sky was getting dark. At this time, a message was passed to Suo Li from the command: Battlefield History
Before twelve o'clock on January 2, 2001, at least one lower god, 10,000 saints, and 100,000 ordinary lives in the sanctuary need to be dispatched into the central battlefield. They will be responsible for determining failure and wiping out all of them!
Sori has never heard of this date. I guess today is the so-called battlefield calendar year 01 January 1st, and 02nd is tomorrow. The number of personnel who need to be dispatched is one-tenth of the total number, which is equivalent to compulsory
Asking for a fight, Sori had no doubts about wiping out everyone. With the power of those superior gods, wiping out himself and others would be like squeezing a group of ants to death.
The news was conveyed to everyone through the command. Suoli and Xiaobai speeded up and returned to the tower. Most of the god-level experts were in the tower. After seeing Suori coming back, Dai Enjia quickly asked
Said: "How is the situation on the central battlefield?"
"There are not many people. I was lucky enough to kill a lower god, but the central battlefield should be very fierce starting tomorrow." Sori replied.
"It is mandatory to send strong men. How many people should we send?" asked the Pope of the Holy See of Light.
Suori pondered and said: "We definitely can't send everyone out. If we use up all our troops at the beginning, the situation will be very unfavorable, and most of the strong men will have to guard the base camp to prevent sneak attacks from other planes."
"Almost twenty-five legions have been dispatched, which is a quarter of the force. Don't confront others head-on on the central battlefield. Just do your best. We don't know the strength of other planes yet." Sori continued.
"In addition, Akchad, Xiaobai, Dragon King and I will go to the central battlefield. Everyone else will stay here, especially Dai Enjia. You are the strongest here. If there is an invasion by a strong person, be careful."
Sori looked around and said, "If you have any opinions, you can put them forward."
"I agree."
"no comment."
"no problem."
For these strong men, it is best not to go to the central battlefield to fight. Xiaobai and Akchad are both on the same front as Sori. The Dragon King is at the peak of the realm of lower gods, and his combat power is no less than that of Xiaobai.
Bai, and he was traveling with Sori, so the Dragon King had nothing to fear.
"Well, start gathering the troops now and march to the central battlefield in an hour!" There is a distance of 700 kilometers from here to the central battlefield. It takes half an hour for Sori and Xiaobai to fly, and the speed of ordinary strong people is
It's much slower. If you start moving forward from now on, you can reach the battlefield before the specified time. It would be too unfair if you were wiped out because you didn't arrive on the battlefield.
Twenty-five legions were randomly selected, with a total of 300,000 people. A sharp-sword force composed of the most powerful men in the holy realm was also mixed in, and then headed to the central battlefield under the leadership of Soli and others.
With all his strength, he could reach a speed of about one hundred kilometers per hour and arrive at the battlefield in the early morning of the next day. When he was about to arrive at the battlefield, Sori released a part of his pure divine power, allowing these ordinary strong men to
Absorb to replenish physical strength.
Sori stretched out his right hand, and a ball of silver water formed in Sori's hand. Sori murmured: "Although I can now create the power of the middle god and the power of the lower god myself, the manufacturing speed is too slow.
A little bit more, the power of lower gods provided to these powerful men in the holy realm is all bought from the plane exchange."
The body of an ordinary strong man cannot withstand the power of the power of a lower god, but the peak powerhouse in the holy realm no longer needs the power of a lower god. Even so, Sori still purchased a full 100,000 drops of the power of a lower god, and is almost catching up.
For the price of one drop of the power of a higher god, each of these lower gods has one share. Because there is only one drop, it is very precious and can be used to save lives and kill enemies.
"If everyone had unlimited power of lower gods, wouldn't they be at the pinnacle of the 100,000 Saint Realm? It would be like encountering gods and killing gods!" Xiaobai said.
Sori said: "Let's not talk about how much it costs to have so much power of a lower god. Even if there is enough power of a lower god, a strong person in the holy realm cannot use it continuously without limit. For a strong person in the holy realm,
, especially in the primary holy realm and the intermediate holy realm, using the power of the lower gods will put a lot of burden on the body. You may not feel anything after using a few drops. If you use it for a long time, you will definitely not be able to bear it."
When everyone left the passage and stepped onto the central battlefield, a message appeared in everyone's mind:
Starting from January 2, 2001 in the battlefield calendar, you are not allowed to leave the battlefield before February 1, 2001. Anyone who violates this rule will be killed!
Violators will be killed!
Violators will be killed!
These last four words echoed many times, and the strong voice made no one doubt the authenticity of these words.
Since it was mandatory to participate in the war, Sori also expected this situation. If he entered the battlefield and waited for the war to start and then returned the same way, then the mandatory requirement would be meaningless.
"From now on, each legion will be separated, and the sharp knife troops will act alone. The generals will choose how each legion will act. If they encounter a strong person, they will report it in time. The four of us will also separate. In the end, we will keep an eye on some legions. Don't let them
They encountered an irresistible strong man." Sori ordered through a message.
After absorbing these tokens, people who are close to them will be able to sense, and at the same time, they will also be aware of the other party's token level. When these powerful saints are close to Sori, they will be able to feel Sori's highest authority command.