"Perfect! It's perfect! ”

Nanhualong's eyes lit up and looked at Shan Luodao, which made Shan Luo feel a chill, this doctor shouldn't be a, right?

"This is the real evolution, which is completely different from the mutation produced by Zhang Xuerong's transplantation!" Nanhualong muttered excitedly.

Shan Luo inexplicably felt that it was better to be careful, so as not to be dissected as a guinea pig by the mad scientist in front of him.

Then he tested various tests such as reaction speed, body strength scanning, etc., which made the members of the Spirit Fox call it incredible, and the strongest person in the organization pressed on his head without any objection, which made Li Yan's heart flutter and smile.

"Whew-"

After a set of tests, Shan Luo only felt comfortable, and he hadn't exerted his full strength like he was now for a long time, but he was usually too restricted.

"Alright, let's disperse!"

Nanhualong waved his hand, and after speaking, he left in a hurry, looking at his excited look, it was obvious that he wanted to study the data of Shan Luo.

"Do you still want to fight me?" Shan Luo turned his head and looked at Li Yan who was holding his arm with a smile, and when she heard this, Li Yanjiao's face turned red and her head shook like a rattle.

I always thought that I should be strong after being strengthened by the Nanhua Dragon, but I was still too scummy compared to Shan Luo.

"Let's go! Let's go for a walk and don't train anymore! ”

Li Yan pulled Shan Luo and walked towards the entrance of the passage, this training room is not enough for Shan Luo to show his hands and feet, let him train, I am afraid he will have to dismantle the base.

……

Early the next morning, before dawn, Shan Luo got up early, and after some washing, he entered the nutrition warehouse.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a long sea of living beings. Millions of living beings are looking at the British King's Field excitedly, and more and more players are starting to go online. Players flashed one after another in the Terran territory.

"Master, are you ready?" Tian Zhenshan suddenly appeared behind Shan Luo and asked respectfully.

"Of course it's ready." Shan Luo chuckled. Looking at the British King's Field, his eyes were full of war, not only him, but all the participants, none of the creatures who dared to sign up for the British King's Conference were cowards, and the players were even more so, because the players who could participate in the King's Conference were considered high-end players.

He suddenly felt a lot of unkind eyes fall on him, in addition to the elders of Tianjiao who were killed by him, there were also many participants who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and he glanced at them. He found that Miao Qiuren of Qi Tianfu, the twin Tianjiao of the Tianyu Alliance, and the cloak of the Reincarnation Hall were all looking at him, and he also saw Bai Heyi also looking at him with a warlike intent.

"Interesting!"

Shan Luo retracted his gaze, and in addition to Tianjiao, there were many players who were at the top of the global combat power list looking at him unscrupulously, such as Hero, Dante, Sky Dome, Caesar, and so on.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was seven o'clock!

"The King's Conference is officially open! All races enter the royal field in an orderly manner! ”

Yesterday, the vast sound resounded through the world again, shaking the hearts of every living being, and the next moment the magnificent gate of the British Royal Field slowly opened with a roar, and a stream of desolate breath overflowed from the British Royal Field, which made people feel awe.

The race closest to Kingfield began to march in formation. This is the British King's Conference, naturally there will be no living beings flying in recklessly, first, it will offend the seniors and bigwigs of the British Royal Field, and second, it will lose face in front of the hundred clans.

Terrans are located in the lower areas. At least fifty races will enter before it can be the turn of the Terrans, so there is no rush to fall alone.

"Boss, you have to behave better today!" Lingdang came to Shan Luo with a smile and said.

Shan Luo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "What?" Is there another live broadcast? ”

Any event in a Written Era with a large number of players will be filmed with a video ball. He wasn't surprised.

"This time it's different! The system broadcasts the King's Conference live from God's perspective, and it will be broadcast live on the official website of Text Era! Various bets have already opened. Most of it is about you, but I pressed you to win first place in the British King's Conference. Don't let me down, boss! Lingdang rubbed his hands and smiled, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that he was very obscene.

The corners of Shan Luo's mouth curled, smiled very confidently, and said: "Even if there is no bet from you, the first is mine!" ”

Lingdang was stunned, then turned around and ran towards his men with a strange scream, obviously to spread the news.

Since the beginning of the Alliance's wanted Shan Luo, many Dawn members have chosen to quit the organization, but they have all been hunted down by the organization, and all their equipment has been whitewashed, although the way is domineering, but it has made many wavering people can only endure, but as time goes by, Shan Luo is still thriving in the Written Era, and is not affected by the Alliance's wanted at all, and for a while Dawn also began to come out of the trough.

The members of Dawn are even more in awe of Shan Luo, because he is a man who can't even help the alliance!

After nearly half an hour of waiting, the Terran began to move forward slowly, but the audience watching the live broadcast on the official website around the world did not have the slightest irritability, because the more than fifty races in front of them were strange and strange, which feasted their eyes.

When the Terrans stepped into the gate of the British King's Field, the chat box of the official website of the Text Era was directly swiped, and all kinds of solidarity were dazzling, every audience was supporting their favorite players, and the amount of solidarity was the most terrifying, although he was now famous, but many people were betting on him, scolding one by one in the hope that Shan Luo could get the ranking they wanted.

Shan Luo, who walked in front of the teams of Beiguang City and Qingzhou City, began to look at the entire British King Field, rows of stairs were close to the huge wall, and the entire British King Field could definitely accommodate millions of living beings, and the venue for the competition was also extremely vast, occupying two miles in a circle.

"The Terrans follow me this way!"

Shan Luo heard a male voice in front of him, and then the team in front of him began to walk towards the steps on the left.

In the end, the place where the Terrans sat was the steps near the city gate, and they belonged to the top, the barbarians below, and the Spirit Race on the left, and the Terrans were sandwiched between the two enemies.

Shan Luo sat at a height of more than two hundred steps, at least three hundred and fifty meters from the ground, and there were more than a dozen giant city teams behind him, from here, it was extremely spectacular, how shocking it was for millions of living beings to gather together, and the noise made people's ears numb.

"That's the first hall where the bigwigs of all clans sit!" Qin Mushan pointed to the huge palace facing the giant gate and introduced it to Shan Luo, who couldn't help but turn his head to look.

I saw that the huge palace was about two hundred and fifty meters high, in the middle of the wall, and hundreds of noble thrones were placed on the top floor of the palace, but these thrones were still empty.

"Didn't you go to the King's Conference, tell me the competition mode." Shan Luo asked Tian Zhenshan and Qin Mushan beside him.

Hearing this, Tian Zhenshan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The competition mode is different every year, there is a elimination system and a melee system, the first round of the British King Conference twenty years ago was a bloody melee system, more than 1.5 million people are fighting below, and only 10,000 people can be left!" (To be continued.) )