The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 843: Level 3 Warrants

Gun Chang smiled strongly, but never thought that a man could fight thousands of royal ranks, so he had to flee and wait until it was time to return to the safe zone.

“Brush!”

The combination of robotic armed wings and the power of flight is very fast, leaving behind all the powerful men who have come after them in just a moment.

Running away, King Chang smiled confidently, unless Wusheng used space shuttle, nobody would catch up.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, he finds his arms and body starting to glow red and extend over the sky, and he wonders, "What the hell! ”

“Star Meteorology Continental Martial Artists have killed 19 Huang Zi Qiang and one Xuan Zi Qiang. They have entered the Red Eye Killer mode. They have issued a Level 3 Wanted Warrant, rewarding them with 500 merit.” Heavy voices come from the dome.

“Third degree warrant? ”

“This is a fat sheep! ”

Strong people scattered across the battlefield heard heavy voices and their eyes burned.

Except for taking the blood of a facial warrior and killing one who is stronger than his own, he always gives 10 points and has a reward of 500 points of merit, absolutely lethal temptation!

“Red light! ”

A warrior within a hundred miles of the King's smile saw the bright red light and rushed over like a hungry wolf.

“Dear participants. ”

“You are now a Level 3 wanted person, and the red light will always reveal where you are, so be sure to hide," said Feminine Systems. ”

“ …… ”

The expression on King's smile collapsed.

At this moment, the red light continues to rise and must be clearly visible within two or three hundred miles!

“Twenty! ”

King Chang roared with a laugh: "If you kill Red Eye, you are wanted!? ”

"The host pinched the wrong spot. ”

Absolutely wrong!

If he knew that killing would be a red man, he would also reveal his position. Kingston laughed surely not for a single hour at the stronghold, but hurriedly went out and killed him, and then retracted.

I can't use the portal to get back to Vancouver. No more games!

But now, I can't go back!

The system continues to be blissfully happy: “Simple modes are played by hosts in hell mode, hahahaha! ”

“It's okay, it's okay. ”

Gun Chang laughed and calmed down: “I have robotic armed wings, dual-core drive, faster speed, no problem escaping for half an hour. ”

“Whoo!”

“Whoo!”

At this point, under the release of the Spirit, the myriad of powerful men caught in the other three directions chased themselves, so they could only flee at the fastest possible speed!

The system said cold words: “This place is really exciting, perfect for hosts... run for your life! ”

“ …… ”

Gun Chang laughed and ignored him, using his mind to escape.

“Chase!”

“Don't let him get away! ”

“500 points of merit, I must get it! ”

Warriors from four directions in the northeast and northwest, tens of thousands of strong men are eager to quickly unload eight of the third-degree wanted criminals and earn merit!

“Why didn't they fight? They had to chase me to kill!” The king laughed and growled in his heart.

We talked about the battlefield, everyone killed each other, but now we're collectively targeting ourselves, who the hell am I messing with!

“Dear Guest, Because your HP is 500 merit, it's 50 times higher than your 10 point merit.” Female Tip Channel.

“ …… ”

Kingston smiles at full speed and enters the mad escape mode.

By this time, his blood was no longer boiling, and there was only one thought in his mind - I wanted to go home, I wanted to go back to Vancouver!

……

Meteorological continent.

A few rarely born Wu Sheng landed in the ancient altar, among them the Lord of Korean City, who frowned and looked very worried.

“High Priest. ”

A strong man silenced a little and said, "Can't you push it off? ”

“Hey.”

The old man in the white robe shook his head: “The will of the upper limit can only be obeyed. ”

“Situational battlefields have always been highly engaged, and our entire meteorite continent is low in strength, and going in undoubtedly amounts to death.” A Wusheng frowned.

These are the strongest after Wu Emperor, they have a little understanding of the battlefield, which is why they are saddened.

The High Priest sighed: "Even if I die, I will have to send 2,000 Wuhuang in. I will only be eligible to leave if I expand the territory belonging to my meteorite continent to a certain extent. ”

“Expanding the territory? ”

Lord Han Cheng smiled bitterly: "In my opinion, the land cannot be expanded, and the whole army is going down. ”

“Hey.”

Several Wusheng sighed.

The meteorite continent is nothing more than one of the lowest facets of the universe, with countless high-ranking positions. Five years later, it will be like letting Wuhuang die.

If you send only a few dozen people, it doesn't matter, you have to have 2,000 people, which is totally damaging inside, definitely a heavy blow for a continent that is already going downhill!

“Gentlemen. ”

“Five years from now, you will also go to battlefield, perhaps with strength to expand the land, and perhaps minimize losses," the High Priest said. ”

“That's the only way. ”

The eyes of several Wu Shengsheng rose resolutely.

They are strong, but they also know that the higher-ranking ones are stronger than themselves, and since they are designated by the upper realm, they can only enter the war with hard scalps.

……

“On the battlefield? ”

Royal City of Heavenly Oracle, the long rainbow frowned.

Sitting at the top of the easywalking path: “I hear this is a battlefield opened up by the upper realm to address overcrowding. Entering it must be killed and the frontier must be expanded. ”

Stu Haoyun shook his head: “The battlefield is a scarier place than hell. Our meteorite mainland sends people in to die. ”

“Yeah.”

"The Great Wars of the Old Emperors have torn the world apart and severely damaged its energy. If we go through the battlefield again, the strength of the strong will be severely damaged, and the overall strength will only decline further. ”

Changhong realized the seriousness of the matter.

Picking up the letter on the table, he resolutely said, "For the sake of the mainland, we have to go. ”

On the altar side, not only 2,000 Wuhuang will be dispatched in five years, but also semi-sancestral and Wusheng will be dispatched, because even weak can not give up, but also fight for a line of hope!

Die?

Why send so many strong men?

Because, according to the rules of the battlefield, if one party participates in the negative treatment of the position, or purely sends the rank of Wuhuang past, it will be punished.

Let's get this straight.

To be designated to face the battlefield, is to die, die desperately!

Of course, there will also be great rewards if they persist at the required time, or if the site is expanded to a large extent.

As far as meteorological mainland strongmen are concerned, they don't look forward to rewards, they just want to survive in brutal battlefields and minimize losses, thank goodness.

……

Star Meteorology The top strong in the mainland are worried.

King Xingchang, who had smuggled to the battlefield early by the portal, was running wildly with his mouth open and his tongue thrown up.

Push him like this...

That's right. Thousands of powerful men are after him!

Imagine how stunning that image would be if all that was suppressed was royal and even half holy.

The dog can still have today, thank heaven, thank the earth.

The system is still happy to say, “Burn your Chakra, burn your little universe, burn your king! ”