Turning off the god panel, Meng Jingtian glanced at Zeng Shenyu: "Since you are now my god, is it any use?" ”

"Of course it works, the gods will not disperse, and the gods will swear to follow the Lord God to the death! What you are referring to is where my sword is heading! Zeng Shenyu patted his chest and swore solemnly.

"Oh, let's help me kill two god-level bosses of level fifty or sixty first!" Meng Jingtian nodded and instructed.

Zeng Shenyu's expression was stunned, and he frowned: "Hehe, this won't work!" The lowest level in the Heavenly Dao Palace is also level 100, and if you kill people indiscriminately, the gods will cause you trouble. ”

"Then go to the Nether and kill!"

"No, I still can't go to the lower realm now, I can only attach my divine thoughts to the idol of Guichen Town, and cast some spells on the area of Guichen Town." Zeng Shenyu still shook his head.

"Then what use do you say?" Meng Jingtian said depressedly.

Cai Minghou's two silver NPC attendants can take them everywhere to fight monsters!

"I can help you manage Guichen Town and worship the faith regularly!" Zeng Shenyu replied without hesitation.

“…… Forget it, when will you be able to go to the lower realm! Let's go! Open the door for me! Meng Jingtian pursed his lips and waved his finger.

"No, Lord God, you don't have to be so polite!" Zeng Shen Yu hurriedly waved his hand and opened a door to the Xuanlong Kingdom.

"Change to Firesparrow City!" Meng Jingtian looked at the scene outside the door and said again.

Stepping out of the door, Meng Jingtian returned directly to Firebird City, outside the battle hall.

He looked left and right like a thief, because he was sent back directly by Zeng Shenyu, but not many people noticed him, so he immediately walked into the battle hall and secretly lined up a battlefield, intending to practice leveling.

"Ding! Matched! Whether to join the Yongshan battlefield! ”

"Join!" Meng Jingtian entered the battlefield without hesitation.

This time, he has become much more proficient, and he is no longer the little Meng Xin a few days ago.

"Win a hand! That's just the end of this merit to buy a purple suit! ”

"It's impossible to win, it's impossible to win in this life, you can only maintain your life by lying down, lying in the resurrection point and soaking in the hot spring can be Shuhula!"

"A bunch of zz, spicy chicken! The top 1000 heads ahead can even make the opposite side turn over! ”

"Haha! You're lined up with me, the African god of war, and you still want to win? Lose 12 in a row today, seek to surpass! ”

"Qi! What are you wearing as an African god of war and my great African chieftain? To tell you the truth, I have been running up all night since last night and lost 27 in a row! ”

As players were teleported in, the battlefield chat channel was a buzz.

Mostly negative information, though.

"Brother, what do you think of this?" Meng Jingtian stood quietly in the corner with his arms crossed, and a player next to him actually noticed him, patted him on the shoulder, and asked.

"Sure to win!" Can you still lose if you have yourself? Meng Jingtian replied confidently and affirmatively.

Meng Jingtian's self-confidence made that player stunned, this is a 1,000-person battlefield, and one person's influence is limited, who dares to pat his chest and guarantee to win?

"Brother, I think you look familiar?" Immediately, the player looked at Meng Jingtian with some doubts, ready to check Meng Jingtian's information.

“3…… 2…… 1”

At this time, the countdown to the start of the battlefield ended.

Meng Jingtian took out the flying wooden kite and rushed straight into the sky, heading towards the Blood Demon Palace, the stronghold of the evil path camp.

Meng ...... What the? The player who accosted Meng Jingtian only glanced at Meng Jingtian's information, and said with some surprise.

And Meng Jingtian, at this time, rushed directly to the stronghold of the Blood Demon Palace and fell from the flying wooden kite.

"Look! There's an SB in the sky, and he came to give away people's heads on purpose, right? The evil path players who had just surged into the Blood Demon Palace camp stopped and looked at the black dots in the sky that were falling towards them.

"Huh! Probably a newspaper player who fights the battlefield and hits the glass heart, right? Look at me seconds for him! With this shout, many evil path players discovered Meng Jingtian and stopped his steps.

"The law is like heaven and earth!" Before landing, the wooden kite flew to a low altitude, and many players' skills were thrown towards Meng Jingtian, and Meng Jingtian directly turned on the law to resist damage.

"True Dragon Golden Body!" One after another, the True Dragon Golden Body Immune Control was turned on.

After all, 500 evil way players, it is inevitable that there will be a few skills with control.

"Burning Flame!" A signature group attack skill was dropped, and a sea of fire fell from the sky, burning to death many players who were stupidly standing below, waiting for Meng Jingtian to fall into the crowd and grab people's heads.

"Fire, fire! It's Meng Shen! This evil god is fighting again! Run! ”

As soon as the sea of fire came out, an evil path player shouted loudly and mournfully, as if it was a hell.

At this time, Meng Jingtian had just fallen into a clearing burned by the sea of fire.

Under the scorching sun, the yellow sand flies, mixed with the smell of blood.

A giant wielded a knife, as if he were harvesting wheat straw.

One by one, the evil path players who had just arrived at the gate of the Blood Demon Palace camp were sent back in the blink of an eye.

Everywhere Meng Jingtian passed, a ghost cried wolf.

Some players in the evil camp have completely given up resistance and fled in all directions, while some are ruthless and unwilling to be harvested like this, and their skills are all thrown towards Meng Jingtian.

It's just that Meng Jingtian opened the Law Heaven and Earth, and now he has a blood volume of seven or eight hundred thousand, plus the blood-sucking belt that exploded when he was doing the Blood Demon Palace mission, he cut it all the way, and the blood volume almost didn't drop.

Despair! At this moment, these evil camp players really felt what despair was.

Those golden bosses and god-level bosses, although the blood volume is more than ten times or dozens of times more than Meng Jingtian, but there is a mechanism, and it will not be said that a skill will be thrown out in seconds.

What's more, he doesn't have such a high attack power, and he won't have such a perverted blood-sucking ability!

Sooner or later, it will be the goods that will be beaten and pushed down by everyone.

But now, looking at this guy who is rampage between them, but he doesn't even shed much blood, the players in the evil camp are really helpless.

Is it that they don't have enough money, why do they encounter such a boss to wreak havoc on the battlefield?

Oh yes! Why did "Tomorrow" put such a pervert on the battlefield!

In less than two minutes, Meng Jingtian's skills came out, dividing the players of the evil path camp into rounds and sending them back to the living point.

“588\/10000”

“6666\/10000”

“7214\/10000”

……

Head data is growing rapidly.

On the side of the righteous path camp, a large army of players arrived in the middle of a habit of fighting between the two sides, but they didn't see a single person, and they couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"Why is there no one, what kind of tricks are playing on the other side, they won't split up to steal the generals, right? Does anyone go back and take a look? ”

"No one! There's no one at home! ”

"I'm going, it's haunted! Supernatural Event! ”

"Look at the battlefield data!"

"Misty grass, what's going on? Why are our heads soaring? Where is the battlefield of the big army? Did the fight start? ”