Chapter 382: Great Harvest on the Battlefield of Gods and Demons
Chapter 382 A great harvest on the battlefield between gods and demons
"Qing Zaitian, Fu Hongyu, your opponents have exceeded 19,000, be careful." Dayala told her comrades, showing great disdain for the four priests who came to Gegeli Shendi to help in the battle this time, but
Another group of people are here to pick up the bargains and look for weak opponents, which is very disgraceful.
"Don't worry, our demon gods have a tyrannical physique that is no less than that of monsters. Strong combat power does not mean victory. Let's see how we kill these rubbish." Qing Zaitian and Fu Hongyu said in unison, they were right, kill them.
It is not unusual to kill a god who is more powerful than oneself.
The Demon God is indeed very powerful and has a lot of energy, but it is not as big as a monster. It is just similar.
Gold medal magician - Dayara soon discovered that he was wrong, these four guys were beyond his imagination. In just ten years, four magicians died in battle, and the tireless foursome were still fighting.
In one hundred years, forty-six demons have been killed by this quartet of people who came from nowhere.
That's right! The Demon God's physical growth is indeed very limited, which is obviously not enough for the Yunpeng system who has been fighting divine beasts for a long time.
The demons on his side have already developed a feeling of fear. No, anyway, the one-hundred-year deadline has expired, and it’s time for him to take the stage.
The Yunpeng Department was also a little surprised by their own results. Xinning did not begrudge Si Jiu. With Si Jiu's help, the Yunpeng Department saved a lot of rest time. With their tyrannical combat power, they overfulfilled the plan.
"Brother Xinning, you have consumed a lot of wine. Is this cost-effective?" Qin Jiahui was a little confused. He had destroyed three bottles of spirit wine in the past hundred years. How could a few magic pills exchange for this? It seemed that
It's a loss.
"It doesn't matter, I want all the magic pills, and I can't let you lose. There are still five bottles, all of them are yours, haha!" Xinning smiled happily. This harvest is huge. A few bottles of wine are nothing.
, it’s simply super suitable.
"Brother Xinning, that's not what I meant, you..." Qin Jiahui was in a hurry, so many winemakers still fully fit his attributes, my God!
"We are all teammates, why are you so polite? Old Qin, you still have to work hard. These two spiritual beasts like me are big mouths. The more magic pills the better, haha!" Xinning was very satisfied with Qin Jiahui and fought
The pace is also very fast, which is the most important thing.
If Qin Jiahui had to grind for hundreds of years to get a magic pill, then Xinning would be in trouble.
"Brother Xinning, don't worry. It's much easier to kill the demon than the beast." Qin Jiahui didn't hesitate. He was already very interesting. He was just contributing. This Xinning is really good. The spirit beast can do whatever it wants.
What to give, if you really can't afford it.
The Simula tribe finally believed what Xinning said. They were here to pick up magic pills. Yes, they were picking up magic pills. Seeing that the Yunpeng system killed a magician in just a few years, it should have taken hundreds of years to fight the gods. In a few years, ten years
The work will be done in a few years. This is easier than killing a chicken. It seems that there is still hope to defeat Dayala, the gold medal demon.
"Xinning, I feel the power of faith. I feel so comfortable." He Yanna ran over happily and handed Xinning a magic pill.
"Okay, is your thinking clearer?" Xinning asked.
"Well, my reaction is much faster, and I am more comfortable fighting. The next one will be able to kill a demon in less than ten years." He Yanna said confidently. He Yanna killed one in almost ten years, and she was still the slowest.
Sorry.
"Brother Xinning, I also feel the power of faith, haha! Yanna, I guess you may still be the slowest." Youlan also ran in excitedly and got into Xinning's arms.
"Oh, what a coincidence, it seems that the time is almost up." Xinning's words, Youlan, and He Yanna all understood that this was because Dayala, the gold medal magician, was about to appear.
The Simula tribe's emotions were aroused. If Dayala could not be killed, perhaps the power of faith would disappear soon.
Qin Jiahui, who was about to go out to fight, also came back. "The battle between gods and demons has stopped. The gold medal magician Dayara used the excuse of challenging us. All the magicians have ceased fighting, and there will be no new ones." Qin Jiahui's words confirmed it.
Xinning's conjecture.
The leader of the Simula tribe, Qin Qinke, walked in and said, "The gold medal magician Dayala is already challenging outside. I wonder which of you will fight?" Qin Qinke looked hopeful, and he was indifferent to these few.
The priest who came from the land of God finally has some confidence, I hope these guys won't slip away.
"Don't worry, Leader Qin Qinke. This time we will solve the problem of the gold medal magician Dayala. Let's go out together." After saying that, Xinning walked out first. Only a few of the tens of thousands of dead platforms were still there.
fighting.
Decades ago, the warriors of the Simula tribe no longer went to war, all because of the battle against the gold medal magic priest Dayala. Tens of thousands of priests and millions of members of the Simula tribe were concentrated here.
Central dead platform.
The powerful combat power of the Yunpeng system has brought hope to you and them. Perhaps the Simula tribe will turn around from now on.
With the appearance of the gold medal magician, Dayala, tens of thousands of magicians kept cheering. Those damned magicians who came from God's land should be taught a lesson.
"This Dayala is really annoying. Isn't it just a battle? It's worth stopping the battle between gods and demons and affecting my income. Damn it!" Xinning cursed Dayala as he walked away.
To be honest, Xinning is also encouraging himself. Maybe this is an opportunity for him to change. Everything is changing, and he cannot remain unchanged. To use the famous saying from his previous life, poverty leads to change, change leads to generalization, generality leads to long-lasting.
Once you really have the ability to leapfrog, your living space will be greatly improved.
That's right, this gold medal magician - Dayala really has a combat power of 19,700 years. How can it still be at this level after thousands of years? Xinning couldn't help pouting, first of all, he despised the enemy strategically, and then
Tactically focus on the enemy.
Xinning walked out of the crowd, "It seems that you are the gold medal magician - Dayala?"
"Yes, I am. Why? Do you know that your good days are over? Once you enter the dead platform, you will have no chance, haha..." Dayala smiled arrogantly, and the demon behind also smiled happily.
Xinning looked back at Qin Qinke, the leader of the Simula tribe, "Chief Qin Qinke, do you think it would be more valuable if it were the inner elixir of Dayala, the gold medal magician?"
Xinning's sudden words stunned Qin Qinke, and the huge laughter behind him brought him back to his senses, "Yes, if it is the inner elixir of the No. 1 Demon Division in Silachi's High Demon God Land,
We will send it to the central auction house of the neighboring Samer tribe, and we will definitely get a good price, haha!" Leader Qin Qinke's words were obviously very humorous.
"Okay, Chief Qin Qinke, please remember to ask the auction house to charge less auction fees. You know, I am very poor." Xinning looked innocent, making millions of members of the neighboring Samer tribe cheer.
Thunder.
At least Xinning's momentum has overwhelmed the arrogant gold medal magician - Dayala.
"Hmph! I hope your strength is as powerful as your mouth." Dayala was no match for Xinning in a verbal spat, and angrily walked into the platform.