(Chapter 3 arrives)

For a time, battles were taking place all over the Warcraft Mountains.

But there is no doubt that it is basically a massacre-style battle.

A million-scale battle, but one side is sure that the final result will be death.

There are even countless players who are trying every possible means to seek death.

So what suspense is there about such a battle?

As for the players of the Longsheng Consortium, even if they want to find a place where no one is around to find a way out, it will be increasingly difficult.

Because tens of millions of idle players have already entered the battlefield, and there is no place where there are no people at all.

Quite a few of them are live streaming or recording videos.

Of course, there are some who are thick-skinned and commit suicide directly in public. But, they are only a minority.

And when the battlefield is reduced to this level, there is almost no equipment left behind that no one has picked up.

These are small battlefields with only a few dozen or even a few people, so how could equipment be left behind?

Casual players soon discovered this, and immediately understood that if they wanted equipment, they had to fend for themselves.

Therefore, tens of millions of idle players soon began to massacre the players of the Longsheng Consortium, quickly erasing the last traces of the Longsheng Consortium in Carolland.

Jiang Feng ran all the way and finally found the troops of the Tang and Song Dynasties in a valley.

What surprised Jiang Feng was that the Tang and Song dynasties were still stubbornly resisting, with no intention of ruining the situation.

At this time, it was the War Spirit Tribe who was attacking the Tang and Song Dynasties.

The leader is a burly berserker.

The top five berserkers of the War Spirit Tribe, Dahe Shanshui!

Jiang Feng looked from a distance and saw that only six or seven hundred people from the Tang and Song dynasties were left here.

Behind Dahe Shanshui, there were also only about 500 people.

It stands to reason that the six to seven hundred people behind them at this time were all the elites of the Tang and Song dynasties.

But behind Dahe Shanshui is only the main force of the War Spirit Tribe.

However, because of the existence of Chenguang Yujian, Daheshanshui suppressed the Tang and Song dynasties and fought again.

Even the number of players in the Tang and Song Dynasties was still declining rapidly.

Jiang Feng no longer waited and walked directly to the battlefield.

But when the man in a blood-colored cloak entered the battlefield, both sides of the army slowly stopped and focused their attention on Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng walked all the way to the center of the battlefield.

Dahe Shanshui suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Master Qingfeng, please don't steal our equipment!"

Jiang Feng smiled.

The words "Dahe Shanshui" were obviously meant as a joke.

But Jiang Feng explained very seriously, "Don't worry, no matter how many people I kill in this valley, I won't take away any equipment."

Dahe Shanshui's expression turned serious, and he immediately sensed Jiang Feng's seriousness and stopped joking.

Jiang Feng then turned his head towards the Tang and Song dynasties, towards the Qingyun Dynasty.

After a while, Jiang Feng smiled softly and said, "It's a pity, there are a few people."

Pingbu Qingyun's eyes narrowed and he said nothing.

Jiang Feng continued: "There are only more than six hundred. It would be best if there were six thousand!"

At the beginning, six thousand members of the Tianxia Guild fought to the death because of the Tang and Song dynasties.

Moreover, the Tang and Song dynasties had always had a special status in Jiang Feng's heart.

During the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, Jiang Feng was the person he admired the most!

Apart from Li Qingzhuo, he was the only person Jiang Feng wanted to make friends with.

If Jiang Feng had not risen to prominence, Jiang Feng would never have turned against the Tang and Song dynasties, let alone so many things that happened later.

It's ridiculous to think about it, just for the little benefit of the Morning Light Crossbow.

No one questions whether Jiang Feng can really block six thousand with one.

Not even a meteoric rise.

Pingbu Qingyun took a deep breath and looked deeply at Jiang Feng, "I am convinced that I lost to you!"

He is convinced, he is really convinced!

Who can be dissatisfied with Jiang Feng now?

"However, I don't regret it." Pingbu Qingyun said solemnly: "At least, being your opponent is also a good thing!"

It is unclear whether this sentence was against his will or whether it was a pretentious statement.

"Well, you can still be proud." Jiang Feng did not refute, but instead made a little joke with a very serious attitude.

Of course, no one laughed.

Pingbu Qingyun slowly raised his big shield, put up a defensive posture, and growled: "Come on, hurry up!"

"Have fun?" Jiang Feng smiled slightly, "As you wish!"

The next moment, a powerful aura erupted from Jiang Feng's body!

The power of the God of War!

The final battle of the Undead Cataclysm, Jiang Shang Qingfeng massacred six hundred elites of the Tang and Song dynasties by one man!

…

When Jiang Feng came out of the valley, it was already more than an hour later.

The final stubbornness of the Tang and Song dynasties really surprised Jiang Feng.

Even though Jiang Feng used the power of the God of War to kill almost all the priests in ten seconds, the remaining people were still full of fighting spirit.

Everyone is trying their best to fight Jiang Feng.

At this time, the entire battlefield has come to an end.

More than three million people in the Longsheng Consortium, at least more than two million, died at the hands of the alliance army, and hundreds of thousands more were strangled by idle players.

There are less than a million people who actually find opportunities or shamelessly commit suicide.

Over seven million pieces of equipment were dropped.

The world's guilds alone accounted for more than two million.

After all, there are hundreds of thousands of archers in the world's guilds alone, and the number of swordsmen is also unmatched by any large guild.

In the mountains and forests, whether it is grabbing heads or grabbing equipment, the World Guild has an unparalleled advantage.

And the number of pieces that actually fall into the hands of casual players may be less than a million pieces.

However, if a million pieces were posted online, it would be enough to flood the entire Internet.

Moreover, among them, there are many lucky ones who have seen the best equipment worth hundreds of thousands.

At this time, no one will pay attention to the truth behind this matter, and they will all envy the lucky person who picked up the equipment.

But the true value of one million pieces of equipment is definitely not as much as the income from Jiangfeng Black Wheel Fortress.

Most of them are ordinary or even junk equipment.

Black Wheel Fortress finally gave Jiang Feng an income of 170 million!

On the other hand, this is the most sinister part of Jiang Feng's scheme - what is shared is the cake shared by the five guilds, but the profits from the Black Wheel Fortress belong to Jiang Feng alone!

That's why the killer fairy tale said that Jiang Feng has a heart.

This routine kills two birds with one stone!

Anyway, Jiang Feng is doing well!

…

Warcraft Mountains, the top of Yunhu Mountain.

After Jiang Feng defeated the Tang and Song dynasties, he came here all the way.

Because, the bloody thread of war shackles points to this place.

When they reached the top of the mountain, Yaodao was standing there, leaning on a rock, staring at Jiang Feng who was walking up.

Jiang Feng curled his lips and sneered, "It's time to send you off!"

Yaodao said in a cold voice: "I will definitely come back!"?
Chapter completed!