"President, President"

The players between the three major cities have basically formed a force all over the Nine Shadows Battlefield, they converge together, hunt many players, in order to make their leader become a general in a short period of time, the members under their command will trap players who can surround but not kill, and wait for their leader to kill them. ≮ Full text reading .y a n m o x u a n .o r g≯

However, this is not a long-term solution, and the three guilds seem to know each other's thoughts, so when they are besieged, as long as they are determined to fight to the death, those people will have to kill themselves.

So up to now, the three people who have made a decisive decision, fought brilliantly, and buried the ashtray with blood are just a thousand commanders, not even the marquis of ten thousand households.

However, this did not affect the plans of the three of them, and after 1o hours, according to the original plan, they would definitely become generals, but at this time, there was an accident.

The presidents of the three major guilds, at the same time, received the news that there was a strong enemy in the battlefield, and everyone's depiction was black robes and black clothes, and every time they attacked, there was a strong black sè atmosphere, not to mention the strength, it was also very weird.

At the beginning, the players of the three major guilds didn't care, but as the conflict continued, these men in black plundered them, and the news of the birth of the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households came from the battlefield, but their names were missing.

Only then did everyone feel that things were not simple

Nine Secluded Battlefields, Southern Boundary.

With about five hundred blood souls, the guild members of the Guild were replenished by the merchants of the Nine Shadows Battlefield, and after a battle, he had become a commander of a thousand people, and if he wanted to become the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households, he had to hunt down many people

Along the way, he did not encounter any powerful enemies, but he had heard from others that there were forces of unknown origin on this battlefield, and they were very powerful.

Very, someone said that the smiling demon who became the centurion was confused, and the smiling demon was obviously a person, while the others encountered the men in black in pairs.

On these Nine Shadows Battlefield, could there be other powerhouses other than them.

It was not only the decisive battle that got the news, but also the news of the unknown forces on the battlefield at the same time.

"Hmph, no matter who they are, don't try to stop me, since our goal is the temple, let's fight it out in the temple, tell everyone, go to the temple to gather." This Nine Shadows Battlefield is not only the only show of the three guilds, there are 30,000 players in the Demon Realm, and the three guilds only occupy one-third, and there are still two-thirds of the players who are hunting on the battlefield.

It is not surprising that there are players who want to compete for the inheritance of the god of killing, this way, it is destined to be bloodstained, and if you want to obtain the powerful profession of the inheritance of the god of killing, you must pay a price.

"There are a total of 30,000 players in the Demon Realm, and the people we can kill are only 20,000, if we want to become a general and kill 100,000 enemies, unless it is carried out on a dense battlefield, the fundamental law will be completed." In the past, although some people had an idea in the Killing God Inheritance, because of the 24 hours, it was almost impossible to kill 100,000 enemies and become a general, "Everyone's goal is to kill the God Temple, then we will go to the God Killing Temple and wait." ”

"Brother Tian, that's all there is to it." The seductive woman said to Zhan Tianbrilliant.

Zhan Tianhui nodded: "Let everyone gather at the Killing God Temple." ”

The goal of the three guilds is basically the same, the killing temple is gathered, their decision has almost affected everyone's battlefield, the three guilds add up to almost 10,000 people, the total number of demons is only 30,000, and the remaining 20,000 players are still three cities, so they can't be forced to kill each other.

Therefore, the three guilds entered the Killing God Temple, and players who wanted to kill the attention of the Temple also had to go to the Killing God Temple, so that everyone would be exposed to the killing.

It's impossible to hide and fight like this.

After the action of the three guilds, the players on the battlefield also showed these abnormalities, in the face of the hordes of guild members, the average player did not dare to make a move, after all, without a certain certainty, no one wanted to tear their faces with the three guilds now.

"Boss, their direction" Xiao Qiang, who was confused, looked at the guild members gathered around him, and there was no doubt that the three major guilds had already taken action.

The mottled god of the first life was awe-inspiring: "They are forcing everyone into their minds, if they want to obtain the inheritance of killing gods, they have to participate in this battle, either hunting or being hunted." ”

There is no player present who does not yearn for great power, they can be selected to become a player in the demon world, which shows that it is good, in this cruel game world, they add clearly, no strength is equivalent to scum.

"It seems that I have to abide by the rules of the game, although there is a risk, but this is also the most convenient way, otherwise the battlefield is over, and there will be no general appearance." I mottled the idea of the three guilds very well, and gathered all the players in the demon world together, and when the time comes, the three major guilds will probably be the first to attack these adventure squads and scattered forces.

I mottled and smiled: "However, I will not let you succeed easily." Yin Shen's face smiled, what is the mottled meaning of the first life, no one knows.

"Forward, forward, go to the Temple of Killing God as much as possible." The Snow Burial Guild has a total of six groups of player forces, the largest group is about five or six hundred people, and the rest are between three or four hundred to five hundred.

And this team of five hundred people was on the way to the Killing God Temple

With such a large team, ordinary people don't dare to hit their attention, but there are some exceptions, they are already disgusted with the small number of people and annoyed, but the size of such a team that appears in groups makes people laugh.

"Stop." The leader is the elder of the Snow Burial Guild, a level 95 berserk warrior with a strength of 95, and the demon clan has horns on the top of his head, so he looks particularly fierce and vicious.

Five hundred people stopped, as for the reason, because on the way they were advancing, a man in a black robe holding a long sword blocked their way, and the people of the Snow Burial Guild couldn't help but sneer and ridicule when they saw this, just by himself, he dared to intercept the powerful team of five hundred people of the Snow Burial Guild, this is not looking for death.

"A team of five hundred people, oh, let's go for the Killing God Inheritance." The black-clad swordsman didn't seem to have any intention of confronting them, but others didn't.

"Someone, kill him." A demon warrior walked up and charged straight towards the black-clothed swordsman, but at the moment when the man was about to attack, the black-clothed swordsman swung his sword, with a loud bang, and a terrifying slash spread like a wave of air, and the demon player who attacked the black-clothed swordsman was instantly cut off.

"Yes, brothers, come on." Seeing this, the members of the Snow Burial roared angrily.

The black-clothed swordsman smiled mysteriously, and lightly waved the long sword in his hand, and the blood stained the sky red.

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