Chapter 1180 The Last Chance
As soon as the Quicksand King said this, several god-level players, including Xiao Zhi, were silent.
At this moment, on the battlefield more than a hundred miles away, a god-level player in the five-man team was killed, followed by the second one.
Immediately afterwards, a god-level player in the eight-man team was also killed.
With all the advantages, the reason why this god-level player in the eight-man team was killed was all because of the Mimic.
The two player teams were fighting each other, and the Mimic was left alone, but he was not a soft persimmon. His real combat power was by no means inferior to that of a mid-level god, and even better than most mid-level gods. Much more difficult to deal with.
When this divine battle just started, King Gai was killed instantly, but the Black Bodhisattva relied on his golden body to defend with all his strength, avoiding the fate of being killed instantly.
When the two player teams saw that they could not kill him quickly and turned to fight each other, it also behaved very low-key, very honest, and looked harmless to humans and animals, which made the two player teams Gradually he was ignored.
And this also gave him the opportunity to commit murder.
The IQ displayed by this Black Bodhisattva is extremely high. When the opportunity arises, he does not choose to attack the weak party, but chooses to kill the strong party suddenly. He killed a god-level player in the eight-man team, and then under the astonished gazes of the god-level players, he took action again and defeated the domain of another god-level player in the eight-man team.
The god-level player who lost his divine domain instantly lost consciousness, and then the mid-level god in the five-man team seized the opportunity and killed him in one fell swoop!
In this way, the eight-man team also lost two god-level players.
After a brief period of shock, the eight-man team was shocked and angry. They temporarily gave up their attack on the five-man team and instead launched an attack on the Black Bodhisattva.
The five-man team took this opportunity to switch from defense to offense and launched a crazy attack on the eight-man team.
For a time, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed. Black Bodhisattva stood with the five-man team and fought fiercely with the eight-man team.
Under the black umbrella, a group of god-level players, including Xiao Zhi, could not help but widen their eyes when they saw this scene, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.
“Is this Mimic turned into a spirit?” King Yan’s eyes widened and he couldn’t help but say something.
"It's scary. It feels like we players have turned into clowns in front of him." King Wu couldn't help but say.
“Let’s fight, let’s kill them all.” King Liusha said with a gloomy expression, “In this way, when we wait to seize the treasure, the obstacles will be reduced.”
The Quicksand King never gave up the idea of seizing the treasure.
There are some things that he did not tell Xiao Zhi and the God of Dawn to these foreign aids, that is, there is a reminder from the sentient being system: when the colorful treasures appear in the world, the stronger the Mimic monster is, the more precious the treasures it carries will be , the rarer it is!
Judging from the strength and difficulty of the Mimic in front of you, there is a high probability that what this Mimic carries will be a magical skill!
And the star rating of this magical skill should not be low!
The horror of immortality, especially high-star immortality, is obvious to all!
How could the Quicksand King give up the idea of seizing the treasure so easily?
Time is still passing by second by second.
A few seconds later, another god-level player in the eight-man team was killed. However, the Mimic Monster still survived the concentrated fire attack of the eight-man team and was not killed.
A few seconds later, another god-level player in the eight-man team was killed by the mid-level god in the five-man team.
In this way, the eight-man team lost half of its personnel, leaving only four members.
The eight-man team, which suffered heavy losses, couldn't bear it anymore and stopped focusing on the Mimics. Instead, they turned their guns and attacked the five-man team.
The two player teams started fighting each other again.
The golden body of the Black Bodhisattva sheds itself and reappears as a thousand hands, tightly clinging to an intermediate god in the eight-man team.
In this way, the two player teams fought, and for a while they were evenly matched.
"Is this really just a treasure chest monster..." Under the black umbrella, King Yan said with a complicated expression.
"It is also possible that he is really a Bodhisattva, a Bodhisattva in the Pure Land of all rebirths." The expression on the Tiger King's face also seemed a bit complicated.
"Are we just going to wait?" King Wu frowned and said, "The longer the time drags on, the more likely those powerful beings will come over."
"There is no other way, we can only wait." Quicksand Wang said with a gloomy face: "Our strength is not superior. If we rush forward like this, it will only turn the battle between the two sides into a three-party battle, and we will be trapped in it."
Speaking of this. At this time, King Liusha glanced at Xiao Zhi and said, "It would be great if the consumption of brother Xiao Zhi's ability to 'speak as he speaks' could be smaller." He said helplessly: "I hope so too. The consumption of this thing is really too great. The divine power in my body will be exhausted at every turn."
"I think it is normal to consume a lot, Xiao Zhi "Brother, your ability to "speak and follow the law" is extremely powerful. If the consumption is small, it will be too much," the God of Dawn said with a smile.
The Quicksand King glanced at the God of Dawn and said in a deep voice: "Brother Xiao Zhi, give me another wave of vision. It doesn't need to be more, just three times. I will look around again."
"Okay. ." Xiao Zhi nodded.
Soon, a mysterious force acted on the body of King Liusha, and the eyes of King Liusha suddenly became as bright as stars.
The Quicksand King immediately turned his head and glanced in all directions!
His head just turned ninety degrees in one direction, and his pupils shrank!
He saw another team of players speeding towards this side. It was already less than 1,000 miles away!
After a brief pause, the Quicksand King continued to turn his head and glanced in other directions.
Soon, his face became even more ugly.
After scanning around, the quicksand king's eyes, as bright as bright stars, suddenly dimmed.
Seeing this, King Yan couldn't wait to ask: "Master Liusha, how are you? Are there any other player teams coming?"
The Quicksand King said with an ugly face: "Yes, and there are more than one."
"How many?" Tiger King asked.
The Quicksand King said in a deep voice: "As far as what I just saw, there are four teams in total. These four player teams are stronger than us in terms of strength and number. The nearest player team is just a distance away from us. It’s less than 1,000 miles away!”
Everyone, including Xiao Zhi, was silent when they heard this. "Then does this mean that we have no chance?" King Yan said with an ugly expression.
"No, we still have a chance. Let's go over now and give the Mimic a fatal blow. If we can kill the Mimic in one blow, we will be responsible for stopping them after the treasure falls out. Mr. Liusha, you and Brother Xiao Zhi, take Treasure away!" Tiger King growled: "Master Liusha, this is our last chance. If we delay it any longer, we may not have any chance at all!"
At this moment, including Xiao! Everyone, including Zhi, looked at the Quicksand King.
The King of Quicksand gritted his teeth and said: "Do it! Let's go! Let's go there!"
Without the King of Quicksand's instructions, Xiao Zhi used the ability of 'Speech and Dharma' to follow the instructions of the King of Quicksand again. Blessed with a wave of speed.
More than a hundred miles away, the fierce fighting was still continuing.
The black Bodhisattva fought fiercely with a mid-level god in the eight-man team, but he didn't lose at all, and even had a slight upper hand!
This is the combat effectiveness he showed when his divine realm was destroyed by Xiao Zhi and his group, and his strength was no longer at its peak.
If his Blood God Realm was still there, this mid-level god in the eight-man team might be suppressed and beaten by him.
Just when the Black Bodhisattva uttered the truth and cooperated with the attack of Thousand Hands, the mid-level god in the eight-man team was knocked away. Under the black umbrella, Yu quietly approached. The Quicksand King came over and took action boldly!
In the air, an extremely black crescent shovel appeared out of thin air. The crescent shovel shoveled towards the head of the black Bodhisattva in front of me like lightning!
At this moment, Black Bodhisattva turned his head as if he felt something, and his eyes instantly turned to blood!
Hearing a clang sound, the Black Bodhisattva's head fell off, and Gurulu rolled on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a storm of attacks hit the headless body of the Black Bodhisattva, smashing the headless body into pieces on the spot.
The two player teams that were fighting fiercely stopped and looked at Xiao Zhi and his party who suddenly appeared.
The Quicksand King, who killed the Black Bodhisattva with one shovel, had no expression of joy on his face, but looked extremely ugly.
With the strength displayed by this black Bodhisattva, how could he be killed so easily?
If he is really killed, where is the treasure? Why didn't it fall out?
The golden cicada escapes from its shell! The golden cicada escapes from its shell again!
At this moment, the Quicksand King's eyes were bloodshot and he felt like he was going crazy!
What the hell! This Mimic is purely used to disgust people, right? !
Seeing that the eight-man team and the five-man team were all staring at his people with unkind eyes, as if they might take action at any time, Xiao Zhi couldn't help but yell: "What are you looking at us for? ! You guys are here to grab treasures, not to fight. We don’t have any. Treasure! That Mimic has escaped! Hurry up and find that Mimic!"
After Xiao Zhi shouted, all the players moved away from Xiao Zhi and others. He narrowed his eyes and began to use his pupil technique, scanning in all directions.
The crisis was temporarily over, and Xiao Zhi couldn't help cursing in his heart: "What a bunch of idiots! So many people were toyed with by a Mimic, and they were fooled around! It's really enough It’s embarrassing! You’re still a god! I think you’re just crazy!”
After he finished cursing this sentence in his heart, Xiao Zhi felt a chill in his heart!
He suddenly felt something abnormal!
Every player who can become a god is a being with great perseverance and great wisdom. How come they are fooled so easily?
Also, with his current temperament, he should not be so easily angry...
This made Xiao Zhi couldn't help but become wary.
Something is wrong!
His emotions were affected, and the emotions of other god-level players present were also affected!
This influence is silent and difficult to detect, but it can affect and change many things silently.
The one who exerts this kind of influence on the players is undoubtedly the Mimic!
What a scary Mimic!
At this moment, Xiao Zhi’s evaluation of this Mimic has once again been raised to a higher level!
Is this still a Mimic?
If he encounters a monster of this level alone in the wild, even if he uses all his firepower, he probably won't be able to deal with it...
Xiao Zhi roared, and the idea of fighting among the god-level players was temporarily there is none left.
The players began to show off their magical powers and explored in all directions.
Soon someone discovered the location of the black Bodhisattva.
This black Bodhisattva did not escape far, and was only less than a hundred miles away from them.
With a flick of the brush, several figures sprang out like lightning and disappeared into the black mist.
Following this, several more figures shot towards the direction of the black Bodhisattva, including Xiao Zhi and his party.
At this moment, the Quicksand King shouted: "Everyone, this treasure chest monster is treacherous and difficult to deal with. Why don't we join forces to kill him first, and then we can each use our own abilities to win the treasure? What do you think?”
The Tiger King is here too. Ke Di shouted: "We must kill him as soon as possible, we can't delay it any longer! If we continue to delay it, when those powerful people who dominate the world arrive, we will have no chance at all!"
"Okay."
"Okay." A god-level player was persuaded and agreed.
The god-level players present are not stupid. After thinking about it for a moment, they can feel that the Quicksand King and the others are right. This is their last chance. If they delay it any longer, they will wait until other After the powerful people in the world come over, they will have no chance at all.
“Let’s go together and kill this Mimic!” a god-level player roared.
Not only the Quicksand King and others, but other god-level players were also frustrated and angry by this Mimic, and they all wanted to kill this Mimic.
Seeing a group of god-level players swarming towards him, Black Bodhisattva's black monk clothes fluttered and he walked quickly, escaping even more joyfully.
However, his speed seems to be limited by the sentient system. His speed does not match his strength. His speed is just a bit faster than ordinary primary gods.
Soon, the escaping Black Bodhisattva was caught up by the gods.
Suddenly, an overwhelming attack fell on him!
Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the body of the black Bodhisattva once again glowed with gold, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a sparkling golden man!
The golden man turned into a thousand hands and defended with all his strength, but under the concentrated fire and siege of more than a dozen god-level players such as Xiao Zhi, his defense seemed a little feeble.
Seeing that the Black Bodhisattva was about to be melted by the violent attack, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The black mist around the battlefield was seen surging crazily, converging into a huge black palm. This huge black palm stretched forward, ignoring the god-level players on the battlefield, and went straight to capture Toward the Black Bodhisattva who was being attacked by concentrated fire!
(End of this chapter)