God Level Demon

At this time, the movement of Xia Qian to the strange area also attracted the attention of many immortal saints on the plain.

“Look, there's a new guy coming. ”

“It really is, I don't know what the new human qualities are this time, hope is strong enough. ”

“Newbie, would you like to join our Tiger Squad and make sure you eat and drink spicy food? ”

“Get lost and join our Hungry Wolf Squad is the right thing to do, and our Squad is stronger. ”

An immortal saint was surrounded, surrounded by a strict, honest and enthusiastic attitude, and it was to be hoped that those immortal saints who had arrived at first sight would join their own team.

In fact, before coming here, Chapin also got some news of strange areas.

In strange areas, saints and saints also form a team of one another, some strong and reasonably staffed, so that natural survival is high.

Some teams are weak and have low survival rates.

But in any case, after years of killing, many saints will suffer some damage, and they will also need a lot of fresh blood to make up for the strength of the team.

So these old birds are excited to see so many rookies entering the strange zone, looking for new teammates.

“Don't promise these people. We'll leave for now. ”

At this time, Jinfeng saints perceive the propaganda, so that the equality of Xia can know.

Xiaping and Dishui Saints looked at each other and seemed to see what each other meant. They refused invitations from these old birds, indicating that they would not join any team.

It took them a lot of effort to squeeze it out of the crowd, and then they came into an open space.

“Golden Wind, why didn't you promise to join those squadrons, and having the experience of these old birds would be of great benefit to us in getting acquainted with the strange regions.” The dripping saint asked curiously.

“No rush. ”

Jinfeng saint waved: “When we first arrived, we didn't know which team was good, which team was bad, and these enthusiastic people, I'm afraid they were all weak teams, lacked team members, and the truly strong team probably didn't need to be invited, nor lacked people. Only by joining forces like this can we have a place in a strange region.

So now we stay in this place for a while, take a closer look, and when we find the right team, it's not too late to join. There's no need to rush. ”

He felt that joining a squad could only serve as cannon ash. If he met some saints who were willing to test him, he feared that he would not know how to die.

Though we are all human beings, it is not the first time that human hearts and minds are separated from each other.

Sometimes sons kill fathers, let alone others, for treasure.

“It is true that joining a team is tantamount to choosing a camp, choosing a station, which is a matter of life and death, and cannot be so-so, and we would still like to talk about it after we have set foot in this place. ”

The Dark Fire Saint agrees with this.

“I don't mind, just stay here for a few days and find out. ”

Xiaping nodded.

…………

A few days later.

Xiaping settled completely in the strange area, where he chose a hotel to rest, and he began to understand the surroundings slowly.

First, the ethnic base he arrived at was in a remote corner of a strange area, which everyone called stormy waters.

Although it is a sea area, there is no ocean here, just a vast void, and there are powerful cosmic storms everywhere, just to be understood, which is why this place is called a sea area.

The sea is also dangerous, with cosmic storms everywhere, and ordinary ships are easily torn apart into countless pieces, if careless.

Even saints cannot easily cross the sea alone.

And this ethnic base of the Summer Equality is Storm Island, a large island in the storm waters, over 100,000 light-years in diameter.

There are hundreds of similarly occupied islands in strange regions, also known as novice bases, and countless newly promoted immortal saints are the first steps to adapt to these novice bases.

Because the vicinity of these new bases is not particularly dangerous, it is not a center of universal domination, nor is the intensity of the war so frightening, it is a mild buffer war zone.

One day at noon.

Chapin, the Water Drop Saint, the Golden Wind Saint and the Dark Fire Saint gathered again to dine in a restaurant.

“I thought I was ready to suffer when I arrived in the strange region, but I didn't expect the environment inside Storm Island to be so comfortable. ”

Dripping saints mourn.

Although Storm Island is a military base, after years of construction, it is no different from ordinary cities, with plenty of entertainment facilities and services, some even more luxurious than outside cities.

“It's comfortable, but expensive. ”

The Golden Wind Saint shook his head and needed 10,000 cosmic coins for one night at a hotel on Storm Island alone, 300,000 a month, and all kinds of food were expensive, at least a few times as expensive as the outside world.

This is due to the fact that much of the storm island's goods are transported from elsewhere and are expensive to transport.

“And the real treasure in this place cannot be bought in cosmic coins and needs to be redeemed in points. ”

The golden wind saint was emotional.

Upon entering the strange zone, all saints, whether ethnic or subordinate, whether scattered or of ethnic origin, became members of the human army.

Within the army's internal system, there will be a wide variety of precious objects suitable for saints to practice, enough for countless saints to covet three feet, but these will need points to be redeemed.

Without points, they won't get any treasures.

And these points, they're all common to the Temple of the Darkness, the Temple of the Darkness, and the points of the Temples.

“It is true that Storm Island is large and difficult to live on. ”

The Dark Fire Saint shouted.

“It shouldn't be too hard to earn lots of points right away if you can kill an interracial saint. ”

Xia Ping smiled slightly.

In the Strange Zone, if they want a lot of points, the most important way is to kill an interracial saint, the more points they get.

This is a real battlefield of universal supremacy. When a heterogeneous saint dies, he will be weakened for a long time and will not be able to make up for it. After all, saints are also difficult to practice.

If interracial saints die much more, then the balance of war tends to be human.

So in wars in strange regions, territorial rivalry is not the most important thing, it's the number of saints.

If a certain number of interracial saints are killed until they are unable to defend the area, then this place naturally becomes human territory.

Hundreds of millions of years down, the people were killed in such a step that every inch of the territory contained a great deal of saintly blood and white bones.