"I'm playing damn."

As the tree-grazed man screamed so much that he was hit by a spider tank on the edge of the arena.

The entire arena was shaking, and everyone and the players were stunned.

"You big guy, you are fighting with me again. Damn it, bullied me to move slowly on the 6th floor, and you don't have the charge skill, right?" The Ice Snake was extremely depressed.

The spider tank's direct eyes of the ancient god came out of a faint light, turning back.

"Damn it, don't use the eyes of the ancient god." The multi-headed snake suddenly became weak, and he had been living in the shadow of the ancient god.

As the spider tank left, the Tree of Wisdom also fell to the ground, but the original graceful tree was split into pieces and was a pile of dry firewood.

The tree-grazing man is dead and cannot die anymore, and the druid's fighting resurrection cannot be used against himself.

The Countess said directly: "Liaoyuan wins and enters the semi-finals."

The audience woke up from the shock just now.

"Liaoyuan, invincible!"

"Liaoyuan, invincible!"

The audience in the Huaxia area are crazy, not only because Li Yao has entered the semi-finals, but also because of powerful pets such as Li Yao that make Chinese players the hope of champion.

You know, even the group of people who retreated were very few when they won the first place.

Champion, this is already very far away from players in the China Administrative Region.

The Countess waved his hand and teleported the other three players over, saying, "The final is here, if Liao Yuan doesn't need to rest."

Li Yao shook his head: "No."

The countess nodded and said, "Okay, I'll talk about the rules of the finals, which are slightly different from the original..."

"etc……"

Brush...

A Lizardman Priest teleported down with a Lizardman player. Next to it, an ogre magician teleported down with an ogre player. Both players are from different planets and will also be aliens.

Li Yao recognized this Lizardman priest at a glance, the young Lizardman shaman who watched the battle when he became a vampire and fought with the son of the general.

The Countess frowned: "If you have anything to do, let's talk about it after the competition."

The ogre player sneered: "What a broken game? Playing house is really a laugh."

The shaman also said, "If this represents the highest combat power among your recruits, then I'm sorry, there's nothing."

The ogre player sneered: "It's obviously a rooster who pecks at each other."

Except for Lee Yao and Edward, Qianfeng and Jackson were both furious and scolded the two.

"presumptuous!"

The countess was angry. Although she also felt that except for Li Yao, these recruits were very immature, an outsider could not accept it.

A powerful force directly shocked the two players several steps back.

The ogre and the lizardman priest were shocked, and he didn't expect the Countess to be so strong.

"Sorry, my disciple is a little more straightforward, but what he said is not without reason." said the head on the left of the ogre.

The Lizardman Priest also said: "This kind of competition is really delicious."

The countess was also angry, and the np in other planes were smiling and obviously didn't want to participate and would not help.

In fact, these sub-plane races have begun to form groups because they have seen the strength of the two camps.

If they want to survive in the main plane, they can only stand together. They don’t talk now, but they are actually supporting the two people.

The Archangel waved his hand, and the king and the chief were also teleported down.

"So what do you mean?" In fact, although the Archangel is neutral, he also disagrees with the creatures in these secondary planes, which is inconsistent with his purpose of borrowing troops. It is precisely because of their arrival that the troops of the original two camps were restrained.

"It's very simple. Isn't it a so-called final? Although I am not the strongest of the younger generation in the clan, it's almost the same. So I want to experience the power of your strongest recruits." The head on the right of the ogre said coldly.

The bosses of the three camps changed their expressions, and the plane invaded, and the recruits were still competing. The quality of the recruits here was much worse than theirs. This is an undeniable fact.

In this kind of situation, it is obviously a slap in the face. If you lose, it will greatly hurt their morale. If you win, there is no need to proceed.

"Why, you don't have confidence in your recruits?" A dangerous light flashed through the vertical pupils of the Lizardman: "Of course, if you think you are inferior to yourself, it's better not to compare."

If it were before, they would definitely not be able to compete, but the three of them looked at each other at the same time, and the chief laughed and said, "Okay, then let's compete."

The king took out a big sword with dark golden light: "This is my warrior for many years. If I lose, I will treat it as a lottery."

The chief nodded, holding the warhammer in his hand and said, "This is the hammer of destruction. The legendary peak weapon is not even weaker than some ordinary artifacts, so it is also considered a lottery."

Everyone's expressions changed. This girl is a bargaining chip. So far, the player has no dark gold equipment in his hands, let alone a magical tool.

Moreover, as the bosses of the two camps, can the things in their hands be worse? They are definitely peerless magic weapons. This bet is simply amazing.

Ogres and priests all have a gloomy face. It would be nice to have one of these peerless treasures in each race. If they take them out, it would be a pity to take them out, but if they don’t, they would have proposed the competition. If they are cowardly, how can they still be in the future?

The ogre gritted his teeth and said, "Our tribe stores a magical fragment, the Scythe of the God of Death. If you win, you will immediately offer it. I promise not to be inferior to the value of your treasure."

The Lizardman also said: "Our tribe stores a dragon horn horn containing the blood of the Dragon King. If you lose, you will immediately offer it."

The leaders of the two or three camps were not calm this time. The god of death in this world has been killed. The former ruler of hell was killed by the face and pit of the Seven Demon Kings. This is the god second only to the true god in this plane. His weapon, even fragments, is definitely a peerless treasure.

As for dragon horns, dragons in this world cannot be provoked, let alone the horn of the Dragon King's bloodline. Although it is of attributes, it is definitely very powerful.

Both ogres' heads were bleeding, and they spent a lot of money this time: "The rules of the game are very simple. As long as those four people defeat my disciple, no matter who defeats me, I will lose."

The Lizardman Priest also said, "The same is true for me. Among the four of them, as long as I can defeat my disciples, I will lose."

The three of them looked at each other and said, "Okay, that's it. If no one of the four of them can defeat your disciples, we will lose."

Then he said to Li Yao and the others: "You can hear it clearly. Whoever wins the other party's spoils will belong to whoever wins the other party's spoils, we don't want it."
Chapter completed!