Qin Guan was very anxious before, mainly worried about Su Xiaoyu's safety, but now that he knows that she is with Huajian, there is no need to worry.

However, these foreign players made Qin Guan very annoyed, and he wanted to see what was going on near the other White Mist Gates.

If other White Mist Gates also have ambushes like these Ah San players, then domestic players from the other side will definitely be trapped.

Qin Guan is not a virgin, but he is also a son and daughter of China, and the safety of his compatriots is threatened, and it is difficult for him to ignore it without any psychological burden.

From the moment he killed that Goryeo player, Qin Guan had already understood that there was no so-called "game rule" in this spiritual world at all, the only rule was that the winner takes all, and the loser had nothing.

Many foreign players have already begun to huddle together, and even do not hesitate to use some very despicable means, if they only consider themselves now, then the vision is too narrow.

Qin Guan walked directly from the mountain, switched back to a scarf and vest shorts in the white mist, and covered his face.

This circle of thick white fog at the foot of the mountain formed a natural barrier, and the visibility was less than two or three meters, obscuring everyone's view.

Ten minutes later, when Qin Guan came out of the white mist, he had already left the sight of Xiao Qiang and the others.

In front of him was a new White Mist Gate, and more than twenty Goryeo players gathered in front of the White Mist Gate, staring nervously and vigilantly at Qin Pass.

It seems that these people are also guarding the White Mist Gate, since they didn't take the initiative to come out and harm people, Qin Guan didn't bother to do it, and walked directly around this White Mist Gate.

In this process, Qin Guan noticed that there were about eight White Mist Gates, which were distributed around the foot of the mountain, facing different directions.

There is still a steady stream of transcendent players coming from afar, after all, this spirit realm is so big, many players born in marginal positions have to travel long distances to get there.

These players who have already arrived have basically completed the huddle, and this huddle is naturally divided by country.

Qin Guan can roughly guess the composition of the entire spirit world, mainly in China and the surrounding areas, Ah San, Goryeo, Neon, Southeast Asia, etc., and has not seen extraordinary players in Europe and the United States.

And roughly inferring from the number of people, it is likely that there are only more than a thousand transcendent players in the entire spirit realm, which is obviously less than the total number of transcendent players in this region, that is, there is definitely more than one spirit realm.

It is even possible that the extraordinary players in the country have been assigned to different spirit realms.

Later transcendent players also encountered different problems when entering the White Mist Gate, because these White Mist Gates had already been occupied.

Players like Huaxia, Goryeo, and Neon all occupy the White Mist Gate and do not let other players enter, but only Ah San's players are very strange, not only occupying the White Mist Gate, but also ambushing players from other countries.

When many players first came to these White Mist Gates, they only saw two or three Ah San players outside, and they would subconsciously relax their vigilance, thinking that even if these two players attacked them, they could run away.

But as soon as these players get close to the White Mist Gate, the Ah San players hiding in the fog will rush out, kill people, and then hide their bodies in the mist, waiting for the next prey.

Moreover, there are still a lot of Ah San players, and they actually occupy two white fog gates.

The other players can only take care of their own country as much as possible, and they dare not easily clash with these Ah San players. After all, there are people from other countries nearby, and if the two sides fight and are profited by a third-party fisherman, it will be a miserable loss.

On the other side of the mountain, there is also a group of domestic players occupying a White Mist Gate, but these people are probably spontaneously organized, and the number is relatively small, only a dozen people.

These people should all be monsters who can't defeat the White Mist Gate, they are all gathered outside, and some people are still persistently challenging, but the situation is not optimistic.

After all, if you can't beat the first few times, you basically can't beat it, and no matter how hard you try, it's difficult for your strength to improve in a short period of time.

A few other players may be a little tired and chatting while adjusting their mindsets.

"What is the guy in the scarf doing? Why do you keep wandering around the neighborhood? I don't know if it's a Chinese person, do you want to call over? ”

"Why don't you ask?"

"But seeing what he meant, he didn't plan to come over, as if he was observing."

"Forget it, if it's a Chinese player, I'll definitely come over, don't worry about it."

"Well, that's right. Let's think about how to persuade that stunned young man now, and if he sends it down again, the entrance behind us will be wasted......"

As the two of them were talking, they saw a transcendent player who had just been resurrected from the stone tablet, holding the broadsword in his hand and about to go to the White Mist Gate again.

As a result, as soon as I was halfway through, I was stopped by the two people who were chatting just now.

"I beg you not to send it anymore, this boss is too fat to look at!!" The two of them almost knelt down for him.

The extraordinary player with a broadsword in his hand did not hesitate: "Let me go!" I'm going to win soon! ”

The two people who grabbed him persuaded hard: "Zhang Tong, please don't send it again, you have died eight times, do you know how fat this boss makes you feed?!" ”

Several other players also chimed in: "Yes, you're cheating everyone, do you know!" Originally, some of us were able to pass through the hard work, but now it's okay, everyone is standing guard outside the door, and no one is going in! ”

Obviously, this Zhang Tong belongs to the kind of player who plays himself 0-10 and continues to be happy, his teammates are about to kneel down for him and beg him not to send it, and he also thinks that he can kill the fattest person on the other side in a second......

"Don't make a fuss yet! Have you noticed that it seems that the Ah San player over there looks at us a little wrong? ”

I don't know who mentioned it, everyone looked at the white fog gate not far away, and the two Ah San players over there were staring at this side, their faces were not good.

Zhang Tong was still struggling to go to the White Mist Gate: "No matter what they do, these group of jumping clowns who don't even dare to enter the door, they can only be yin outside, and they don't dare to come over with the courage of the two of them...... Leave me alone, I'm going to fight that monster in no time!" ”

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that in the fog next to the white fog gate, twenty or thirty Asan's extraordinary players instantly came out......

Several domestic players were all stunned in place, and several people were desperately pulling Zhang Tong, but now they looked at each other.

What's the situation, your mouth has been opened, right?!

After being stunned for two seconds, these domestic players immediately reacted: "Damn, they want to do it!" Sneak up on us! ”

The players who were pulling Zhang Tong let go in an instant, and each took out his weapon and prepared to fight.

The previous few Ah San players were just ambushing next to the White Fog Gate, pitting players from other countries, and they never left the White Fog Gate, so these domestic players didn't expect them to come to this hand at all.

As a result, seeing that there were fewer and fewer lone players coming from outside, these three players finally couldn't bear it anymore and started to have bold ideas.

They're going to make a nest.

Domestic players were a little panicked at the time.

In terms of numbers, there is a gap between the two sides, there are more than 30 players in Asan, and there are less than 20 domestic players.

Although these Ah San are all scum who can't enter the White Mist Gate, domestic players are no better......

The domestic players began to retreat slowly, but the Ah San players clearly had an advantage in numbers, and there was a vague trend of semi-encirclement.

Zhang Tong also wilted, and asked in a low voice, "What should I do?" ”

The player next to him gritted his teeth: "What else can I do?" Hit! ”

Can you run? I can run.

But everyone runs at the same speed, once these twenty or so people break up, some of them will definitely be caught by these Ah San, can you abandon your companions and escape by yourself?

Most domestic players can't do this kind of thing.