Chapter 212: Winning the Throne Nine

In the main hall of the Temple of the Gods, fifty-nine transfer players such as Yun Guo, Wu Zifan, Zhan Tian, and Zhibi gathered together to make pre-war preparations. Enter the battlefield of death to fight for life and death, and they don't have much fear of Yun Guo, with the 20,000 players of the Six Gods Hall can't defeat the remnants of the Shenma Empire, what else can they talk about winning Yangwei City?

Zhan Tian said cautiously: "Fuyun dares to place a death battle, obviously there is a powerful killer weapon. ”

"I agree with Zhan Tian's statement, although Fuyun is the bottom of the kettle and does the last game, if he is not sure, it is impossible for him to enter the battlefield of death and die." Writing to take the aisle, you must know that once you enter the battlefield of death, you can only come out alive, without a certain degree of certainty, who will send you to death?

"It doesn't matter what killer trick he has, the old pig can't recognize his parents when he kills them." Grandpa Pig is domineering with an axe, his eyes are flashing fiercely, and with his tall physique, he looks very fierce. If the moon is dark and the wind is high, it can't scare people to death, but it can also scare people's guts.

"The soldiers are coming, the water is flooding, let's see what the floating clouds have, and dare to enter the battlefield of death to die." Wu Zifan's eyes were like torches, his sword eyes and eyebrows, revealing a domineering spirit of a superior. Now the strength of the Temple of the Gods is definitely the first in Yangwei City.

"The battlefield of death is not trivial, we must be fully prepared, this battle can only be won and not lost." Yun Guo's face was resolute, and he continued: "Zifan, how many mid-level thunderbolts and mid-level summoning scrolls above level one hundred and eighty are there in the warehouse?" ”

"Four high-grade thunderbolts, three intermediate summoning scrolls, one to summon a level 200 boss, and two to summon a level 190 boss." Wu Zifan said.

The summoning scroll is the right-hand man of the war, and each guild has a collection to a greater or lesser extent. There are not many mid-level summoning scrolls on the market, especially the mid-level summoning scrolls above one hundred and eighty, which are quite rare, and there will be no more than three in the general guild. And most of the players who have intermediate summoning scrolls above level one hundred and eighty are obtained by opening treasure chests and tasks, just like Yun Guo opened a twelve-colored treasure chest in the glazed fairyland and obtained three intermediate summoning scrolls that summon level 200 bosses.

Level 180 is the watershed of monsters, and monsters above level 180 will greatly increase their attack, defense, blood volume, etc. One hundred and eighty-one level ordinary monsters are comparable to level eighty elite monsters, one hundred and eighty-level elite monsters are comparable to level 180 boss monsters, and one hundred and eighty-level boss monsters are comparable to level 180 lords. Therefore, it is very rare to summon an intermediate scroll with a level 180 boss or higher. If you think about it, you will know, which player has the ability to farm more than one hundred and eighty monsters now?

"I have here three intermediate summoning scrolls that summon level 200 bosses." Yun Guo took out three intermediate summoning scrolls from his personal warehouse and handed them to Wu Zifan.

Wu Zifan was overjoyed, and there were three more summoning 200-level boss summoning beasts, and their strength more than doubled, and they had one more bargaining chip for victory.

"Listen to the rain, do you have a high-level thunderbolt and an intermediate scroll that summons a level one hundred and eighty boss or higher?" The clouds passed through the voice of the rain.

"You ask Wushuang, it's inconvenient for me to talk now, I wish you a successful start." Listening to the rain hurriedly hung up the voice, I don't know what kind of god-level task she is trapped in?

Yun Guo had no choice but to dial Wushuang's voice, and after beeping twice, the other party's cold voice came: "Is there something?" ”

"Can't I look for you if it's okay?" Yun was sweating profusely, and Wushuang's coldness reminded him of Qin Wushuang, and he always felt that there were similarities between the two, maybe the two were the same person?

"I don't know you, so I don't have anything to talk about." Wushuang said lightly.

Yun Guo smiled and said, "Do you have a high-level thunderbolt and an intermediate summoning scroll that summons a level one hundred and eighty boss or above?" ”

"Three high-level thunderbolts, four intermediate-level summoning scrolls, one summons a level 200 boss, and three summons a level 190 boss."

"Bring the Advanced Thunderbolt and the Intermediate Summon Scroll, and you twenty-two class players will join us in the Battlefield of Death." Yun Guo said seriously, this battle is only allowed to win but not lose, defeat is death, and killing back to level zero is an unbearable price. The blow to the Temple of the Gods is also not trivial, and it may destroy the foundation that has been worked so hard to build.

"Understood." The unequaled answered.

Yun Guo hung up the voice, and said: "Zhantian, Battlefield, Old Pig, Frost Cold, Sage, and Sorrow, the six of you selected 20,000 elites from the Six Gods Hall, each brought a set of preparatory equipment, and went to the martial arts arena to gather. ”

"Yes."

The six people of Zhantian responded in unison, and went to gather the strongest players of the Six Gods Hall and fight them in a decisive battle on the battlefield of death.

Under a big banyan tree in the southern border area of Yangwei City, a middle-aged man wearing war armor stood upright, he held a black and shiny spear, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a rough face, and a strong aura of war on his body.

This person is the Lord of War, to be precise, he is a doppelganger of the Lord of War, and he exists in every city in the twenty cities of the five continents, and the battlefield of death is opened here in him. ,

At this time, two people came in front of the Lord of War, one was a young fairy in blue clothes, standing on a gentle white cloud, heroic and radiant, like a fairy descending to earth. The young man's eyes are deep, like the sea deep, which is unpredictable, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, holding a green scepter in his hand, scattered with a faint green glow, and the clothes on his body emit a faint sky blue light, giving people a sense of otherworldliness.

Opposite the boy was a middle-aged martial artist, with a goatee, gloomy eyes, and a two-hundred-level summoned beast two-headed wolf leader, majestic and majestic. The middle-aged martial artist pointed at the young man, raised his eyebrows, gritted his teeth and said, "Cause and effect, I will let you understand what regret is?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, after this battle, you will understand the fate of going against the Temple of the Gods?" Yun Guo treated it indifferently, not much surprised, he had expected that Fuyun would dare to enter the battlefield of death, and he must have something to rely on, as long as the other party summoned no more than ten intermediate summoning scrolls above the level one hundred and eighty bosses, Yun Guo was confident that he would defeat Fuyun and them.

"Humph! It's not up to you who wins or who loses. Fuyun snorted coldly, sneering in his heart, cause and effect did not summon beasts, it seems that the foundation of the temple of the gods is not thick, this is God help me, this battle will be won!

Fuyun originally had four intermediate summoning scrolls that summoned level 180 bosses or more, plus he spent all his savings to acquire four, and the World Destroying God Dynasty supported three scrolls, for a total of eleven intermediate summoning scrolls that summoned level 180 bosses or more, five of which were to summon level 200 bosses and six were to summon level 190 bosses.