Chapter 206: Winning the Power

In the main hall of the Temple of the Gods, 59 players including Yun Guo, Wu Zifan, Zhan Tian, ​​and Zhubi gathered together to prepare for the pre-war preparations. Entering the battlefield of death to fight life and death, they were not very afraid of Yun Guo and others. With the 20,000 players of the Six Gods Hall, they could not defeat the remaining soldiers of the Shenma Empire, how could they talk about winning the city of prestige?

Zhan Tian said cautiously: "Fuyun dares to place a death battle order, obviously he has a powerful killer weapon."

"I agree with Zhan Tian's statement. Although the clouds are the ones that draining the firewood from the cauldron and making the last draw, if he is not sure, he will not be able to enter the battlefield of death and die." He took the pen and took the opportunity to know that once he enters the battlefield of death, one side can only come out alive. Without a certain degree of confidence, who will die?

"No matter what killer he has, the old pig will kill them and they won't recognize their parents." Grandpa Pig-eating with an axe was domineering, with a fierce look in his eyes, and his tall physique, he looked very fierce. If he couldn't scare people to death, he could scare people's courage.

"When soldiers come and generals come and flood the soil, let's see what the clouds have. You dare to enter the battlefield of death to die." Wu Zifan's eyes were like torches, and his sword's eyes showed the domineering aura of a superior. Now the strength of the Temple of Gods is definitely the best in the city of power.

"The battlefield of death is extraordinary. We must be fully prepared. This battle is only allowed to win but not lose." Yun Guo's face was firm and then said: "Zi Fan, how many intermediate summoning scrolls are there in the warehouse that summon the top thunderbolt bullets and the top 180-level leaders or above?"

"Four high-level thunderbolt bullets, three intermediate summoning scrolls, one is to summon a level 200 leader, and two are to summon a level 190 leader." Wu Zifan said.

Summoning Scrolls are the right-hand assistants of war, and each guild has more or less collections. There are not many intermediate summoning scrolls on the market, especially those above level 180, which are quite rare, and generally there will be no more than three guilds. Most players with intermediate summoning scrolls above level 180 are obtained by opening treasure chests and tasks, just like Yun Guo opened a twelve-color treasure chest in the Glazed Wonderland and obtained three intermediate summoning scrolls of the 200-level leader.

Level 180 is the watershed of monsters. Their attack, defense, health, etc. of monsters above level 180 will greatly increase. Level 181 ordinary monsters can be compared with level 80 elite monsters, level 181 elite monsters can be compared with level 180 boss monsters, and level 181 boss monsters can be compared with level 180 lords. Therefore, it is very rare to summon intermediate scrolls above level 180 bosses. Everyone will know that which player is capable of brushing level 180 monsters?

"I have three intermediate summoning scrolls for summoning a level 200 leader here." Yun Guo took out three intermediate summoning scrolls from his personal warehouse and handed them to Wu Zifan.

Wu Zifan and the others were happy and had three more cards to summon the 200-level boss summoning beasts. Their strength increased more than doubled, and they had another chip for victory.

"Tingyu, do you have advanced thunderbolt bullets and intermediate reels that summon level 180 or above?" Yun Guoba said in Tingyu's voice.

"You ask Wushuang, I'm not convenient to speak now, I wish you a victory." Tingyu hurriedly hung up his voice, wondering what kind of god-level mission she was trapped in?

Yun Guo had to dial Wushuang's voice. After beating twice, the other party's cold voice came: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Can't you look for you if you're okay?" Yun Guo's sweat was a big blow. Wushuang's coldness reminded him of Qin Wushuang. He always felt that the two had similarities. Maybe the two were the same person?

"I don't know you, so there's nothing to talk about." Wushuang said lightly.

Yun Guo smiled and said, "Do you have advanced thunderbolt bullets and intermediate summoning scrolls that summon level 180 or above?"

"Three advanced thunderbolt bullets, four intermediate summoning scrolls, one summons the boss at level 200, and three summons the boss at level 190."

"Bring high-level thunderbolt bullets and intermediate summoning scrolls, you twenty-two players will enter the battlefield of death with us later." Yun Guo said seriously. This battle is only allowed to win but not lose. If you lose, you will die. If you kill, you will be able to return to level 0. This is an unbearable price. The blow to the Temple of Gods is also extraordinary. It is possible that the foundation that you have worked hard to destroy.

"Understand." Wushuang responded.

Yun Guo hung up his voice and said seriously: "Battle Heaven, Battlefield, Old Pig, Frost Han, Saint, I am sad that you six of you chose 20,000 elites from the Six God Hall, each bringing a set of preparatory equipment and going to the martial arts field to gather."

"yes."

The six Zhantian responded in unison and went to gather the strongest players of the Six God Hall to fight against Floating them to the battlefield of death.

Under a big banyan tree in the border area south of Yangwei City, a middle-aged man in armor stood upright. He held a shiny black spear with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with rough faces, and a strong spirit of war. He rushed straight to the sky, as if he wanted to pierce the sky. His power was astonishing as if he was born to fight and existed only for war.

This person is the Lord of War. To be precise, he is a clone of the Lord of War. He has his existence in every city of the five continents and twenty cities, and the battlefield of death is opened here.

At this time, two people came to the Lord of War. One was a young immortal in blue clothes, standing on a gentle white cloud, radiating heroic posture, like a god descending to earth. The young man's eyes were deep, as deep as the sea, which was unpredictable. He had a confident smile on his mouth, and a green scepter in his hand, a faint green light radiant in his flower, and the clothes on his body emitted a faint sky blue light, giving people an extraordinary feeling.

Opposite the boy was a middle-aged martial artist with a goatee and a sharp eyes. He stepped on a two-headed wolf leader of a level 200 summoning beast, majestic. The middle-aged martial artist pointed at the boy's sword, raised his eyebrows, and gritted his teeth and said, "Karma, I will let you understand what regret is?"

"Fuyun said nothing. After this battle, you will understand the consequences of going against the Temple of the Gods?" Yun Guo was calm and not surprised. He had expected that Fuyun would dare to enter the battlefield of death and would have something to rely on. As long as the opponent summons no more than ten intermediate summoning scrolls with a level 180 or above, Yun Guo would be confident in defeating Fuyun and the others.

"Hmph! Whoever wins and loses is not your final say." Fu Yun snorted coldly and sneered in his heart. Cause and effect did not summon beasts. It seems that the foundation of the Temple of God is not strong. This is God's help to me. I will win this battle!
Chapter completed!