Under the scorching sun, the sound of killing shook the sky, and in the Wolong Slope, countless players rushed madly to the highest dirt slope in the center, and the scene was very spectacular and amazing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the influence of this warm atmosphere, many players were ignited and rushed to the dirt slope with a roar.

Although the dirt slope was large, there were more players, and it was soon crowded, and from a distance, the entire mound looked like a mountain made of human heads, and only human heads could be seen, and the body below could not be seen, let alone the charred black dirt slope.

The rest of the players couldn't go up the dirt slope, so they could only squeeze on the periphery, and circled around the dirt slope, and they were also frantically squeezing forward, and as they pushed behind, the players at the forefront of the slope had to rush to Zhao Xin with grief and indignation.

"Whew...... Glory and destruction exist! Zhao Xin roared hoarsely, as groups of players pounced from all directions, he couldn't remember how many people he had killed, maybe a thousand, maybe three thousand, but these people seemed to be endless, killing a batch, and immediately rushing up another batch.

Moreover, although there was fear in the eyes of these people, they seemed to be not afraid of death, and they rushed madly one by one, Zhao Xin was also a little frightened at this time,

Although the player is weak, but the number is too much, Zhao Xin has already felt that his physical strength has been consumed a lot at this time, if he continues like this, he will definitely be consumed to death, although this is just a projection, and he will not really die if he is destroyed, but at this time, Zhao Xin still has a deep powerlessness.

It was only when he was first in the German Empire and was captured in the city of Noxus to participate in the meat grinding contest that he had this feeling.

In fact, the player didn't want to go up to die, but he really couldn't retreat, so he could only pounce on Zhao Xin and death with grief and remorse, like a moth to a fire.

As more and more players die, the ground is also sprinkled with various equipment, and the copper coins are spread with a thick layer, and the eyes of the players who look at it are straight, but there is no time for them to pick them up, and the players behind are still frantically squeezing forward, they can only step on these treasures and rush forward.

Time, slowly passed, Zhao Xin at this time, has completely become a bloody person, almost all of them are someone else's, although when the player's corpse is refreshed, the blood it flows out will also disappear, but there is constantly new blood, floating on his body,

However, a small part of the blood on Zhao Xin's body was his own, and as his physical strength became more and more consumed, the speed of wielding the spear gradually slowed down, and some attacks finally penetrated his gun and landed on him.

Although a blow could only knock out a little bit of his qi and blood, it accumulated a lot, and at this time, his qi and blood had dropped by twenty or thirty points, and only more than seventy points remained.

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that his physical strength has been consumed by a small half, and the fatigue value is less than eighty points at this time, and his attributes have also decreased a lot, and he is not as easy as before when he kills people.

Zhao Xin, I can't hold on for long.

And the player, there are many, many more, looking at it, there are still countless people, although Zhao Xin has killed a lot of people, in fact, the total is less than 10,000, only six or seven thousand people, after all, he doesn't have a big move to kill a group, and he can only kill a few people with one shot.

However, at this time, the players under the dirt slope gradually realized that something was wrong, and the top of the hill was like a bottomless pit, no matter how many players went up, they couldn't fill it.

The players below slowly lost their previous enthusiasm, and there were not as many people squeezing towards the dirt slope as before, but it was still not a few, and the players who had already gone up the dirt slope were still slowly rushing to the top of the slope under the pushing, and the players who climbed to the top of the slope had to grit their teeth and rush towards Zhao Xin with a tragedy.

"The soul of a warrior has never been broken...... Kill! Zhao Xin's roar became lower and lower, and at this time, he no longer had the god-like momentum he had when he appeared, his eyes were red, as if he was about to burst, and his blood-stained long hair was scattered behind his shoulders, like a bloodthirsty demon.

The bright silver armor on his body has also turned into scarlet blood armor, and there are many breaks, which is a sign of reduced durability, and its defense power is not as high as before, and the bright silver gun in his hand, although it is a B-level equipment, the material is hard, but after killing so many people, colliding countless times, there are also cracks on it, as if it will be broken at any time.

And his qi and blood, at this time, only more than thirty points remained, and his physical strength was less than fifty, although it had not yet reached the point of exhaustion and exhaustion, but it was not too far behind.

Zhao Xin thought about breaking out of the encirclement and fighting a bloody way, but the players around him came endlessly, and they didn't give him this chance at all, and there was another point, he didn't have a heart to survive, this body was just a projection, even if he died, he wouldn't really die, but would just reduce his strength a little, so he wasn't afraid of death.

At this time, Zhao Xin gradually gave up, wielding the spear weakly while thinking about other things.

"This projection seems to be unkept, but it is a pity that I finally came back, but I failed to transmit the news back to the imperial capital...... The Demeng Empire, hidden too deeply, has more immortal masters than I am, especially the rune immortal master Ruici, who can turn part of my cultivation into a projection and teleport to the hinterland of China thousands of miles away, and the starry night goddess Soraka can actually invoke the power of the stars......"

I don't know when, a cloud obscured the sun, the sky was dark, and a breeze blew in the air, and suddenly, a novice player not far from Zhao Xin shouted in horror: "Wow, ah, it's terrible, I don't want to die, I won't play, I'm going offline,"

The sound was terrible, and when it fell, the player's body suddenly flashed white light, and disappeared in an instant. The other players were stunned when they saw this scene, and they quickly reacted.

"Damn, why didn't I think of it? What kind of death, don't you have to go offline. A player who was about to rush towards Zhao Xin slapped his thigh, and the white light flashed, and he also disappeared in place. Immediately, more players followed suit and went offline.

It's very simple to hide for a while when you go offline, but because the mood of the players before is too nervous and excited, and after coming to the top of the slope, there is no time to think about it under the push of the players behind, so at this time, no one thinks about the offline. However, although I know that I don't have to hang up when I go offline, there are still many players who do not choose to go offline, but continue to rush towards Zhao Xin.

At this time, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhao Xin has almost run out of oil. (To be continued.) )