Chapter 1865 Next, it’s the seventh level
Si Wujie explains the rules from the front.
The reason why they allow multiple people to form a team is that it is easy to record.
Otherwise, those desperadoes who are not afraid of death will almost never form a team. One person per team will be a waste of time to record.
Si Wujie also told many experts that as more and more people come here, more and more people come here.
In order to save time, he will continue to expand the number of people in the team.
Si Wujie noticed that many people were approaching here, so he emerged from a high place and continued to explain to everyone.
"Everyone, in order to save the time for the strong to kill the enemy, we will directly divide into two teams."
Si Wujie pushed up his sunglasses, "There is a team that kills the Spiritual Steel Army, stand here On the left, those who don’t stand on the right.”
“We wrote very clearly that if you don’t kill the Spiritual Steel Army, the maximum reward for the Spiritual Stone is thirty tons, and the technique is relatively low-level.”
Si Wujie continued, "As for the masters who killed the spiritual steel army, they not only have a high limit of spiritual stones, but also have powerful techniques and spiritual steel weapons."
The onlookers here began to talk about it.
Most people are standing on the right, and the Spiritual Steel Army can compete with the captain of the Yin Yang Crusaders.
Almost everyone who can be solved can be named.
After Si Wujie finished speaking, he sat at the table on the left, where he served personally.
As for the right side, leave it to his Yin Yang Crusaders.
Long Feifeng and Di Kun walked to the left.
In an instant, it attracted everyone’s attention.
Then three more men in black robes went to the left.
No one passed by after that.
Everyone here sighed, it really wasn't that easy.
"Team Tyrant!"
The Yin Yang Crusader on the right took out his mobile phone and started recording.
A middle-aged man with a bandage on his head said softly: "I am the only one who came back."
After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and handed it to the Yin Yang Crusaders, "I I destroyed a liquor branch with my companions.”
The Yin Yang Crusader took the phone and watched the video.
"Okay, destroy the complete branch. The task is a high-level, first-level blind box."
The Yin-Yang Crusaders pointed to the first-level treasure box on the table, "There is a ball inside. , just take one.”
The middle-aged man nodded, reached in, and took out a ball.
"Open."
Yin Yang Crusader said.
The middle-aged man unscrewed the ball and found a note inside.
He glanced at it and said in shock: "Thirty tons of spiritual stones!"
You know, after the death of his companion, plus the ring of the branch boss, he has already received four Fifty tons.
Including these thirty tons, it is almost one hundred tons.
Now, he has long forgotten his sadness.
The Yin Yang Crusaders took the note, looked at it, and nodded slightly, "Team Tyrant, reward thirty tons of spiritual stones."
Others around were envious.
However, they also believe that this Yin Yang Crusade will provide real rewards.
Si Wujie looked at the body of a spiritual steel army on the ground and nodded slightly.
"First Generation Spiritual Steel Army, this box."
Si Wujie pointed to the box on the right and said.
Di Kun put his hand in and took out a ball. He unscrewed it and looked at it, "Spirit Steel Sword."
As he said that, he handed the note to Si Wu. Tribulation.
"Reward a spiritual steel sword."
Si Wujie waved his hand, and three spiritual steel swords appeared on the table, "Choose one for yourself."
"I want to know, whose body is it?"
Long Feifeng came over and asked road.
“Of course it’s your trophy.” Si Wujie said with a smile.
“That’s not bad, and it doesn’t disgust us.”
Long Feifeng took a spiritual steel sword at random. If the body was taken away, only one sword would be rewarded.
That would be disgusting.
Of course, this weapon is useless to them.
Now that we have the spirit steel body, we naturally don’t lack a sword. "By the way, I want to make a mark."
Si Wujie came to the spiritual steel body and put his fingers on the head.
Phew!
Flames appeared in his fingers, constantly impacting the spiritual steel body.
A few minutes later, a small pit appeared on the head, "If there is a small pit here from now on, it won't work."
"Don't worry, we won't play such clever tricks. "Long Feifeng also put away her body.
"By the way, where is Feng Lin from your team?" Si Wujie asked.
"Probably dead." Long Feifeng said calmly.
“Did you see it with your own eyes?” Si Wujie frowned.
"No, we separated when we encountered the Spiritual Steel Army."
Long Feifeng thought of an excuse.
"Since he didn't come on time, you guys should continue looking for the team."
After Si Wujie finished speaking, he turned his attention to the three black sect members behind him.
At this moment, energy fluctuations came from the distance.
A man in black robes landed here, carrying a petite body on his back.
“You’re not dead?”
Long Feifeng looked at Feng Lin and asked.
"Almost."
Feng Lin took off his black robe, revealing a bloodless face, "What do I need to do?"
"No need to do it, your team Since everything is fine, just feel free to do it.”< br>
Si Wujie pushed up his sunglasses, and he knew that Feng Lin would not die that easily, "Remember to come on time every week, if you can kill the team of the Spiritual Steel Army, the ranking will be selected later, and the rewards at that time, Beyond your imagination.”
Feng Lin and others all turned and left without staying here too long.
"Brother, you look ugly. You must have been seriously injured. Are you still with our team?"
Di Kun came over and asked.
"Yes, we still follow the old rules. It was you who killed the Spiritual Steel Army this time. The treasure belongs to you. I'm leaving."
After Feng Lin finished speaking, he disappeared here again.
Di Kun and Long Feifeng looked at each other in confusion.
“Is this kid crazy?” Long Feifeng clenched her fists, “I’m really not afraid of death.”
“Didn’t you notice? He seems to be stronger than he was a week ago. Quite a few.”
Di Kunchen "It's only been a few days? Something's wrong!"
"It's just a sixth level. It scares you. Keep fighting. The Demon Research Institute is not a good thing anyway. Get more supplies and treasures. .”
Long Feifeng said in a frivolous tone.
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Repeated practice is boring.
Even your own hobbies will become boring after repeated repetitions.
What's more, people like Feng Lin are constantly experiencing the baptism of death.
During this period of time, he was like a robot, getting better and better every time.
He discovered that Ye Yourong was simply an amplifier for spiritual practice.
Although Feng Lin usually goes beyond the limit, he actually does not go beyond it.
Because he still left some Qi to use to escape.
But with Ye Yourong’s help, Feng Lin is a true transcendence.
Every time he fights, he fights until he collapses and doesn't stop until he has no energy left.
Then Ye Yourong took over and took him away.
Feng Lin woke up from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "How many days have I slept?"
"Three and a half days."
Ye Yourong just Lying next to Feng Lin, "You have been too tired during this period. You should have a good rest."
Feng Lin stood up, feeling the energy of his peak sixth level, and smiled happily.
He has been in the Western Continent for nearly two months.
“Let’s go! Keep fighting!”
Feng Lin clenched his fists, “Next, it’s level seven, and then go home.”
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(End of this chapter)