Not counting the losses caused by the battle with the Night Demon, because although the battle was fierce, there were basically no deaths.

After the Orthodox Church withdrew, more than 3,000 guardians died in less than two quarters of an hour!

This huge loss left everyone a little confused.

The Shenwei Cult suffered a loss of 2,770. Dong Yuanping was beaten so hard that his sternum collapsed and he was lying there being protected by the cult members. He also took the recovery pill to the limit.

A total of three thousand people from the Spirit Snake Cult died!

In this wave, all the leaders were seriously injured, and three defeats resulted in injuries; all in all, it was the We-Is Orthodox Church who got a huge advantage.

The Night Demon took away the most precious 80%, but only less than ten people from the Only Self Orthodox Church died in the melee, so Feng Yun made a prompt decision and took everyone away.

Watching the heaven and earth shake, the tomb of God disappears.

The power of rules came back, and Xue Changqing said harshly: "Let's find a place to hold a meeting first! How can we go on to do this? Are all people going to die? There are thirty or forty secret realms waiting to be explored, and this is only the second one.

Of the 200,000 people who came in, there are just over 190,000 left.”

"If we continue to consume like this, how many will survive in the end?"

Everyone was silent and looked grave.

Two hundred thousand people came in and lost less than ten thousand. It may not seem like much, but these are the elites selected from the entire continent!

There are only so many such people selected from the hundreds of billions of people in the entire continent!

Even one death is a great loss!

What's more, ten thousand people died.

What's more, there are thirty or forty secret realms behind?

Quickly summoning all the team leaders, Xue Changqing could only yell loudly for everyone to hear.

Due to the limitations of the rules, it is impossible for different groups to gather together and hold meetings in low voices.

Therefore, cheering for one's own people is equivalent to cheering for the Divine Weasel and the Spiritual Snake.

But the leaders of the three parties have nothing to do!

The Self-Orthodox Church held a meeting and left. What was it about? I don’t know. At that time, we were all fighting life and death in the tomb of gods. How could we have time to listen to what Feng Yun had to say?

But Xue Changqing arranged in advance for Xue Piaopiao, Xue Yiyi and others to wait outside, but recorded everything Feng Yun said.

After reading it, Xue Changqing knew how to count.

Feng Yun's arrangement was similar to what he thought, but it was more thoughtful than he thought. Of course, there was one aspect that couldn't be compared with other people's solipsism.

That is to kill those who cannot reach the level of cultivation...

But the Guardians also have their own honor to defend, which is actually the same.

When the meeting was over, a group of sick and disabled generals gathered together. The three parties didn't even say hello to each other. They looked at each other hatefully and walked away one after another.

The days ahead are long, and there are still dozens of secret realms.

The hatred for each other has reached their bones. The blood dripping all over the tomb of the gods, and those lives that will never return home are all blood debts that cannot be resolved!
Chapter completed!