As soon as the Quicksand King said this, several god-level players, including Xiao Zhi, fell silent.
At this moment, on the battlefield more than a hundred miles away, a god-level player in the five-man team was killed, followed by the second one.
Immediately afterwards, a god-level player in the eight-man team was also killed.
With all the advantages, the reason why this god-level player in the eight-man team was killed was all because of the Mimic.
The two player teams were fighting each other, and the Mimic was left alone. However, he was not a soft persimmon. His real combat power was by no means inferior to that of a mid-level god, and even better than most mid-level gods.
Much more difficult to deal with.
At the beginning of this divine battle, King Gai was killed instantly, but the Black Bodhisattva relied on his golden body to defend with all his strength, avoiding the fate of being killed instantly.
When the two player teams saw that they could not kill him quickly and turned to fight each other, it also behaved very low-key, honest, and harmless, so that the two player teams gradually ignored him.
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And this also gave him the opportunity to commit violence and kill.
The IQ displayed by this Black Bodhisattva is extremely high. When the opportunity arose, he did not choose to attack the weak side, but chose to attack the strong side suddenly, killing an eight-man team in just one breath.
A god-level player in the team, and then under the astonished gazes of all the god-level players, took action again, defeating the domain of another god-level player in the eight-man team.
The god-level player who lost his divine domain instantly lost consciousness, and then the mid-level god in the five-man team seized the opportunity and killed him in one fell swoop!
In this way, the eight-man team also lost two god-level players.
After a brief period of shock, the eight-man team was filled with shock and anger. They temporarily gave up their attack on the five-man team and instead launched an attack on the Black Buddha.
The five-man team took this opportunity to switch from defense to offense and launched a crazy attack on the eight-man team.
Suddenly, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed. Black Bodhisattva and the five-man team stood aside and fought fiercely with the eight-man team.
Under the black umbrella, a group of god-level players, including Xiao Zhi, couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw this scene, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.
"Is this Mimic turned into a spirit?" King Yan's eyes widened and he couldn't help but say something.
"It's scary. It feels like we players have turned into clowns in front of him." King Wu couldn't help but say.
"Let's fight, let's kill them all." King Liusha said with a gloomy expression, "This way, when we wait to seize the treasure, the obstacles will be reduced."
The Quicksand King never gave up the idea of seizing the treasure.
There are some things that he did not tell Xiao Zhi and the God of Dawn to these foreign aids, that is, the sentient being system has a prompt: when the colorful treasures appear in the world, the stronger the Mimic Monster is, the more precious the treasures it carries will be
, the rarer it is!
Judging from the strength and difficulty of the Mimic in front of us, there is a high probability that what this Mimic carries will be an immortal magic!
Moreover, the star rating of this magical skill should not be low!
The horror of immortal magic, especially high-star magic, is obvious to all!
In this case, how could the Quicksand King give up the idea of seizing the treasure so easily?
Time is still passing by second by second.
A few seconds later, another god-level player in the eight-man team was killed, but the Mimic still survived the concentrated fire attack of the eight-man team and was not killed.
A few seconds later, another god-level player in the eight-man team was killed by the mid-level god in the five-man team.
In this way, the eight-man team lost half of its personnel, leaving only four members.
The eight-man team, which suffered heavy losses, couldn't bear it anymore and stopped focusing on the Mimics. Instead, they turned their guns and attacked the five-man team.
The two player teams started fighting each other again.
The golden body of the Black Bodhisattva shed away and transformed into a thousand hands, tightly entangled with an intermediate god in the eight-man team.
In this way, the two player teams fought each other, and for a while they were evenly matched.
"Is this really just a treasure chest monster..." Under the black umbrella, King Yan said with a complicated expression.
"It's also possible that he is really a Bodhisattva, a Bodhisattva who lives in the Pure Land." The expression on the Tiger King's face also seemed a bit complicated.
"Are we just going to wait like this?" King Wu frowned and said, "The longer the time drags on, the more likely those powerful beings will come over."
"There is no other way, we can only wait." The Quicksand King said with a gloomy face: "Our strength is not superior. If we rush forward like this, it will only turn the two-party battle into a three-party battle, and we will be trapped in it.
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When he said this, King Liusha glanced at Xiao Zhi and said: "It would be great if Brother Xiao Zhi's ability to 'follow words and follow the law' consumes less."
When Xiao Zhi heard this, he couldn't help but said helplessly: "I hope so too. The consumption of this thing is really too great, and the divine power in my body will be exhausted at every turn."
"I think it's normal to consume a lot. Brother Xiao Zhi, your ability to follow your words is extremely powerful. If the consumption is small, it would be too outrageous." The God of Dawn said with a smile.
The Quicksand King glanced at the God of Dawn and said in a deep voice: "Brother Xiao Zhi, give me another wave of vision. It doesn't need to be more, just three times. I'll look around again."
"Okay." Xiao Zhi nodded.
Soon, a mysterious and mysterious force acted on King Liusha, and he saw that King Liusha's eyes suddenly became as bright as stars.
The Quicksand King immediately turned his head and glanced in all directions!
His head just turned ninety degrees in one direction, and his pupils shrank!
He saw another team of players speeding towards this side. It was already less than 1,000 miles away!
After a brief pause, the Quicksand King continued to turn his head and glanced in other directions.
Soon, his face became even more ugly.
After scanning around, the quicksand king's eyes, as bright as bright stars, suddenly dimmed.
Seeing this, King Yan couldn't wait to ask: "Master Liusha, how are you? Are there any other player teams coming?"
The Quicksand King said with an ugly face: "Yes, and there are more than one."
"How much?" Tiger King asked.
The Quicksand King said solemnly: "As far as what I just saw, there are four teams in total. These four player teams are stronger than us in terms of strength and number. The nearest player team is less than 1,000 miles away from here. Got it!"
Everyone, including Xiao Zhi, was silent when they heard this.
"Then does this mean that we have no chance?" King Yan said with an ugly expression.
"No, we still have a chance. Let's go over now and give the Mimic a fatal blow. If we can kill the Mimic in one blow, we will be responsible for stopping them after the treasure falls out. Mr. Liusha, you and Brother Xiao Zhi go together with the treasure!" Tiger King roared: "Master Liusha, this is our last chance. If we delay it any longer, we may not have any chance at all!"
At this moment, everyone, including Xiao Zhi, looked at the Quicksand King.
The Quicksand King gritted his teeth and said, "It's done! Let's go! Let's go there!"
Without the instructions of the King of Quicksand, Xiao Zhi used the ability of 'Speech and Dharma Suitability' to grant another wave of speed to the King of Quicksand.
More than a hundred miles away, the fierce fighting was still continuing.
The black Bodhisattva fought fiercely with a mid-level god in the eight-man team, but he didn't lose at all, and even had a slight upper hand!
This was the fighting power he showed even when his divine domain was destroyed by Xiao Zhi and the others, and his strength was no longer at its peak.
If his Blood God Realm was still there, this mid-level god in the eight-man team might be suppressed and beaten by him.
Just when the Black Bodhisattva uttered the truth and cooperated with the attack of Thousand Hands to knock out the middle-level god in the eight-man team, under the black umbrella, the Quicksand King who approached silently and bullied him, brazenly Take action!
In the air, an extremely dark crescent shovel appeared out of thin air. The crescent shovel shoveled towards the head of the black Bodhisattva in front of me like lightning!
At this moment, Black Bodhisattva turned his head as if he felt something, and his eyes instantly turned into blood!
Then there was a clang sound, the Black Bodhisattva's head fell off, and Gurulu rolled on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a violent attack hit the Black Bodhisattva's headless body, shattering it into pieces on the spot.
The two player teams that were originally fighting fiercely stopped and looked at Xiao Zhi and his party who suddenly appeared.
The Quicksand King, who killed the Black Bodhisattva with just one shovel, had no expression of joy on his face, but looked extremely ugly.
With the strength displayed by this black Bodhisattva, how could it be killed so easily?
If he was really killed, what about the treasure? Why didn't it fall out?
The golden cicada sheds its shell! The golden cicada sheds its shell again!
At this moment, King Liusha's eyes were bloodshot and he felt like he was going crazy!
What the hell! This Mimic is purely used to disgust people, right?!
Seeing that the members of the eight-man team and the five-man team were all staring at people like him with unkind eyes, as if they might take action at any time, Xiao Zhi couldn't help but yell: "What are you looking at us for?
!You are here to grab treasures, not to fight, and we don’t have treasures on us! That Mimic has escaped! Hurry up and find that Mimic!”
After hearing Xiao Zhi's roar, all the players woke up from a dream. They all looked away from Xiao Zhi and the others, and began to use their pupil skills to scan in all directions.
The crisis was temporarily over, and Xiao Zhi couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "What a bunch of fools! So many people were toyed with by a Mimic and played around in circles! It's really embarrassing! Still a god?
Yeah! I think his nerves are pretty good!"
As soon as he finished cursing this sentence in his heart, Xiao Zhi felt a chill in his heart!
He suddenly felt something abnormal!
Every player who can become a god is a being with great perseverance and great wisdom. How come they are fooled so easily?
Also, with his current temperament, he shouldn't get angry so easily...
This made Xiao Zhi couldn't help but become vigilant.
Something's wrong!
His emotions were affected, and the emotions of other god-level players present were also affected!
This influence is silent and difficult to detect, but it can affect and change many things silently.
And the one who exerts this kind of influence on the players is undoubtedly the Mimic Monster!
What a scary Mimic!
At this moment, Xiao Zhi's evaluation of this treasure monster was once again raised to a higher level!
Is this still a treasure chest monster?
If he encounters a monster of this level alone in the wild, he may not be able to deal with it even if he uses all his firepower...
Xiao Zhi roared, and the thought of quarreling among the god-level players was temporarily gone.
The players began to show off their magical powers and explored in all directions.
Soon someone discovered the location of the black Bodhisattva.
This black Bodhisattva did not escape far, and was only less than a hundred miles away from them.
With a flick of the brush, several figures sprang out like lightning and disappeared into the black mist.
Immediately afterwards, several more figures shot towards the direction of the black Bodhisattva, including Xiao Zhi and his party.
At this moment, the Quicksand King shouted: "Everyone, this treasure chest monster is treacherous and difficult to deal with. Why don't we join forces to kill him first, and then we can each use our own abilities to win the treasure? What do you think?"
Tiger King also shouted at this moment: "We must kill him as soon as possible, we can't delay it any longer! If we continue to delay it, when those powerful people who dominate the world arrive, we will have no chance at all!"
"good."
"Okay." A god-level player was persuaded and agreed.
The god-level players present are not stupid. After thinking for a moment, they can feel that the Quicksand King and others are right. This is their last chance. If they delay it any longer, they will wait until those powerful people from other worlds come over.
After that, they will have no chance at all.
"Come together and kill this Mimic!" a god-level player roared.
Not only Quicksand King and the others, but other god-level players were also frustrated and angry by this Mimic, and they all wanted to kill this Mimic.
Seeing a group of god-level players swarming towards him, Black Bodhisattva's black monk's clothes fluttered and he walked quickly, escaping even more joyfully.
However, his speed seems to be limited by the sentient system. His speed does not match his strength. His speed is just a bit faster than ordinary primary gods.
Soon, the escaping Black Bodhisattva was caught up by the gods.
Suddenly, an overwhelming attack fell on him!
Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the black Bodhisattva's body once again glowed with gold, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a sparkling golden man!
The golden man turned into a thousand hands and defended with all his strength, but under the concentrated fire and siege of more than a dozen god-level players such as Xiao Zhi, his defense seemed a little feeble.
Seeing that the black Bodhisattva was about to be melted by the violent attack, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Then he saw the black mist around the battlefield surge wildly, converging into a huge black palm. This huge black palm stretched forward, ignoring the god-level players on the battlefield, and went straight towards the person who was being fired upon.
