"Okay, then follow the rules!" Lu Yan said with a smile.

The so-called rule is that the demigods do not fight, and the believers fight.

The main purpose of occupying the fragments of the plane is to gain faith.

The fragments of this plane are very large, and the energy in them is enough to last for fifty years.

That is to say, it can accommodate 20,000 middle-level races for fifty years.

After the energy is exhausted, it can also accommodate 20,000 low-level races for at least a hundred years.

A low-level race, 2 points of faith per year for pan-believers, 4 points of faith per year for deep believers, 6 points for devout believers, and 8 points for fanatical believers.

A middle-class race, 4 points of faith per year for pan-believers, 6 points per year for deep believers, 8 points per year for devout believers, and 10 points per year for zealots.

Basically, believers in the gods are deep believers.

In the first 50 years, about 6 million faiths can be provided, and in the next 100 years, 8 million faiths can be provided.

At the same time, because of the energy, believers can cultivate Douqi magic without a drop in faith.

In the first fifty years, it was only necessary to open the faith channel once every ten years, and a total of 750,000 faiths were consumed.

In the next hundred years, after the energy is exhausted, in order to appease the believers, it is necessary to open the channel once a year, which costs fifteen million faiths.

Therefore, this plane, what can actually provide faith is the first fifty years, and after the energy is exhausted, this plane will be abandoned.

After deducting the faith that opens the channel of faith, you will earn more than 5 million faith in 50 years.

If the two demigods take action in person, at least millions of beliefs will be lost in a battle.

If you have a real fire, your brain is hot, and you can directly empty your beliefs.

Then this still earns a hammer of faith.

The purpose of everyone is to accumulate faith and then become gods.

Of course, it is impossible to trade at such a loss.

Therefore, there is a conventional rule here, if two demigods have their eyes on one of the plane fragments at the same time, and neither of them has had time to raise the divine light.

Then, the demigods of both sides, each send their own followers to battle.

If the demigods do not comply, then in the lower space of the plane battlefield, all the demigods will fight together.

This is done to prevent some dogs from not following the rules, resulting in no one earning their faith.

The construction of the Divine Domain Passage was completed, and the two parties sent their own believers at the same time.

The location was chosen on a plain in this shattered plane.

Lu Yan sent 5,000 Canglong troops and 200 Zhenshan troops.

"Hahaha! You stupid dog! There are only 5,000 low-level races! I'm grassy! The demigod looked at Lu Yan's race in amazement.

The 5,000 Canglong Army is composed of three demon cultivation races, Snow Bear, Red-crowned Crane, and White Ape, with an average rank of the second order.

Two hundred Zhenshan Army, consisting of two hundred fish demons, plus fifty Zhenshan seals, are all second-order.

"That's right!" Lu Yan nodded.

There is no way, his monk race level is indeed only the second order.

However, Lu Yan wanted to tell him that before he only had an army of more than 4,000 monks, and the Dao practice was generally six or seven years, and when he was a Dao technique, he overthrew a 20,000 magic alliance army with medium divine power.

Now there are more than 1,000 sword cultivators, more than 12 years of Taoism, more than 1,002 total spiritual powers, seven or eight kinds of Taoist magical powers, and most importantly, more than 50 square town mountain seals.

This is not a spiritual weapon like the flying sword of sword cultivation, but a serious magic weapon!

However, Lu Yan thought about it, and simply left this surprise until Zhenshan Yin crushed his faith race, and told him.

"Hahaha! I actually wanted to give you 150,000 faith before and send you away! I knew that you only had such a low-level race, so I shouldn't have followed you at the time, and just followed the rules. I finally understand why you captured those unmeasured plane fragments before. ”

"I feel that you waste, you can only deal with those bone scum, and you don't even have a fourth-order race." The demigods laughed so hard that tears flowed from their eyes.

"Remember, grandpa's name is Feng Yuxiu! Next, Lao Tzu let me know how strong a belief race of hundreds of years old demigods is. ”

"Centuries-old demigods? Wow, it's been hundreds of years, and you haven't been promoted to a full-fledged god, are you because you think it's fun to stay in the demigod stage? Lu Yan asked with a smile.

"You're going to get away with it! What else! Lao Tzu will see if you will come out with a smile later! ”

This demigod sent all his main followers.

His divine domain is 200 square kilometers in size, and nearly 400,000 believers live in it.

Among them, there are forty thousand middle-tier races, and a small number of seventh-order races.

They are, 20,000 fourth-order centaur raiders, 15,000-order half-orc wolf cavalry, 16,000-order troll warriors, and 5,007-order Kodo giants.

In addition to this, there are fifty-thousand, third-order centaurs.

A total of 100,000 low- and middle-tier racial coalition troops.

Originally, when the believers were in war, they would only send out a tenth at most, after all, if they lost, all the believers would die, and it would be broken.

But after seeing Lu Yan's race, his heart exploded, with these thousands of low-level races, how could he fail!

Lu Yan was still smiling.

Looking at this picture, the anger in Feng Yuxiu's heart became even more intense, damn it!

Laugh, we'll see if you smile or not.

When the time comes, don't kneel on the ground and beg me not to kill your race of faith!

Then, he gave an oracle!

A full 100,000 alliance of middle and low-level races, after receiving the oracle, immediately screamed excitedly, ready to crush this group of weak chicken-like low-level races.

Lu Yan's army of monks had already lined up their formation.

At the front were a thousand Snow Bear Refiners, then a thousand White Ape Sword Cultivators, and at the end were two hundred Fish Demon Zhenshan Army.

In the sky, three thousand red-crowned cranes refining qi warriors, circling and flying.

A whole 100,000 army pressed the border, the earth shook, and the small stones kept beating like jumping candy.

Rushing to the forefront was a 10,000-order half-orc wolf cavalry.

They are the fastest.

Then there were twenty thousand fourth-order centaur marauders, and fifty thousand ordinary third-order centaurs.

The Kodo Giant and the Troll Warrior, because of their speed, fell at the end, and the distance between the front and back gradually widened.

Even the formations were scattered.

Feng Yuxiu and his faith race didn't care, to deal with this group of low-level races like weak chickens, they still need a formation?

Rush straight over in a wave, how to lose?

Suddenly, the Snow Bear Refiner at the front of the line split up the formation, revealing a passage.

Two hundred fish demons, holding small seals the size of fifty fists, walked out.

Are these people crazy?

In the face of an army of 100,000, set up a formation, but die a little slower.

But if you open the formation yourself, it's a matter of charging!

Then, he saw these two hundred fish demons, each of the four demons in a group, instilling spiritual power into Xiaoyin.

Suddenly, a small seal the size of a fist of fifty squares rose in the wind.

Grunt~

I don't know, the wolf cavalry slowed down first, rolled his throat, and then the entire army of 100,000 stopped and looked at the Zhenshan seal that was the size of a mountain peak in fifty directions, suspended in the sky!

"Smash me!"