Thousands of meters high in the air, Xiao Han sat astride the Purple Flame Thunder Wing Horse, looking calmly at the crowd below, with a look of gloating in his eyes at this moment.
"Hey, the Wrath of the Blood Ancestor is really powerful!"
When ten seconds were up, 90% of the figure shrouded in blood mist disappeared in an instant.
As tens of thousands of players died at the same time, Xiao Han was unable to see clearly what was going on below because of his height.
But it is also clear that the ground must have been covered with a layer of equipment.
And this also made me a little uneasy.
After observing for a while, he touched his chin and said softly: "It seems that these blood demonic energies can only spread two or three meters above the ground!"
The blood-colored mist actually has a strong blocking effect on sight.
At an altitude of several thousand meters, you can only vaguely see some moving figures below, but you can still see the blue-gray stone houses.
The bloody mist that covered almost one-fifth of the entire city was slowly fading as time went by.
Out of curiosity about the situation below, Xiao Han was unwilling to wait any longer.
He gently pinched the horse's belly and quickly fell down.
In just a few seconds, the distance was reduced to within a thousand meters, and all the noisy sounds below reached his ears.
"Looking for death, this is what I saw first."
"It's so funny. Just because you saw it, all the equipment on the ground belongs to you?"
"Don't pay attention to this idiot. If you have time, you might as well pick up a few more."
"That's right, I can survive for three seconds while riding a horse, and I can at least pick up three or five pieces of equipment. I won't have time to fight with him!"
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Without the threat of the blood-colored mist, Xiao Han descended extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye he was less than a hundred meters away from the ground.
At this time, as long as he is willing, he can return to the ground within a second or two.
However, although the blood demonic energy released by the Blood Ancestor's Wrath is fading rapidly, it has not completely dissipated, and it is still quite dangerous if it continues.
Although the equipment on the ground made people very impulsive, Xiao Han still held it back and whispered softly: "Don't worry, the first wave of guys who just belched farts didn't have any good equipment."
"At most, it's just some silver, gold, or dark gold level equipment."
"When equipment like this comes out, I usually don't bother to pick it up, so there's no need to rush out."
"The remaining guys who are not dead are the bulk of this harvest. Maybe we can get a few more pieces of legendary equipment."
With this thought in his mind, most of the few people on the ground disappeared in an instant.
Within sight, there are less than twenty players still alive.
And among these few figures, many of them were known to him.
"Oh, he's not dead yet."
Looking at Xing Kai who was still alive, Xiao Han chuckled, squinted his eyes and whispered: "But this is just right. If you die like this, it will be too cheap for you."
"Only if you are killed by me can you enjoy the pleasure of wearing only big pants again."
"But Peng Lei, Yun Youyou, and Wu Nanfeng are all dead. Why is that archer Li Zhe still alive?"
Looking at the figure next to Xing Kai, Xiao Han's eyes flashed with a dignified look, and he also paid a little more attention to the slippery guy.
Although he wanted to go down and kill the two of them now, the bloody mist had not receded yet, so he could only resist the impulse in his heart and turn his gaze in other directions.
"Hey, why are they all here?"
A few hundred meters away from Xing Kai, Baofengrui, Lan Xiaodie, and Zi Yueyan were all busy with their heads down.
While picking up the equipment on the ground, he threw it out.
At the same time, they all had expressions of pain in their faces, and Xiao Han could even hear a few people whispering softly.
"Hey, I used to think that Han Xiao was a prodigal and threw away silver and bronze level equipment. But I didn't expect that one day I would throw away even dark gold equipment because of my backpack."
"Then what can you do? Hurry up and pick it up!"
"His grandma's. I just realized now that there are so many pieces of equipment that have been released, which is also a very painful thing. It's so damn hard to choose."
"Haha, I wish I could have this kind of suffering of picking up equipment while lying down every day."
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Listening to the voices of several people talking, Xiao Han shook his head gently. There was indeed too much equipment on the ground, but their backpacks only had thirty slots, and they could only take away a very small part.
Turning the space ring on his index finger, he felt a little proud, and then looked at Zuo Shang and Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.
Both of them are still alive and in very good condition.
Just because of the Wrath of the Blood Ancestor, every core player in each guild has died.
"If nothing else, they should have used Peiyuan Dan!"
Looking at the green numbers popping up above the two people's heads, Xiao Han squinted his eyes and guessed quietly.
Because not only them, but not far away, Han Ren, Baofeng Rui, Lan Xiaodie, and Zi Yueyan were also in very good condition.
These people all had transactions with him on Peiyuan Dan.
As for the other remaining players, although they are still alive, their condition is not good.
Especially Xing Kai, although he is still alive, his remaining health bar is almost invisible, and it is still unknown whether he can survive the remaining ten seconds.
"No, we can't be so cheap to him."
Thinking of this question, Xiao Han murmured softly, and at the same time immediately turned his attention to Xing Kai.
If you are killed by the Blood Demon High Priest, although there is a chance that equipment will be exploded, there will only be one or two pieces at most.
This result was not what he wanted.
"In less than ten seconds, the blood demon energy should disappear!"
After calculating the time secretly in his mind, Xiao Han's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he immediately pinched the horse's belly lightly.
Chirp!
With a neighing sound, the Purple Flame Thunder Wing Horse immediately flapped its wings and flew towards Xing Kai at an extremely fast speed.
Roar!
But at this moment, a roar suddenly sounded, and a bloody staff was raised high.
Almost at the same time, the bloody mist from all directions suddenly shrank, and instantly it all penetrated into the body of the Blood Demon High Priest.
