"It's already the fifth level, and it seems that this bloody battle is not bad. ”

Looking at the vortex of the crater, the Shield Axe Khan said slowly.

"It's really good, that's what Changtian Khan said. Another Khan said.

This is the Bloodspear Khan, who has submitted to the Shield Axe Khan, and there is no lack of flattery between his words.

"Hmph, the sixth level is the real beginning, if we can pass this level, our investment this time can be regarded as barely saving the capital!" said another khan disdainfully.

"The sixth level is a key, but this time, we don't just want to save our capital, what we need is more blood of the ancestral land, if we can cultivate a hundred thousand eighth-level barbarian pattern warriors, why worry about the great cause?"

"One hundred thousand!"

The words of the shield axe khan caused the sound of inhalation all around.

Some people think he's eloquent, others think he's completely crazy.

One hundred thousand eighth-level barbarian warriors, what kind of power is that!

Sweeping the world, there is no doubt that even if the ten sub-saints join forces, they can't fight with the power!

How many sub-saints are known now? The entire human race, whether it is Nanban or Lirong, the total number of sub-saints will not exceed five!

There may be some sub-saints who have lived long enough and are incognito, but counting them, the total number will not exceed ten.

"Do you want to destroy the world?" asked the Bloodrock Khan, swallowing his saliva, to the Shield Axe Khan.

"No, I want to unite the power of the human race and save the world!" said the Shield Axe Khan.

His voice rolled out, forming the sound of wind and thunder above the volcano.

In the ears of the khans, the expressions of the khans changed again.

They looked up in amazement and looked at the Shield Axe Khan.

"Salvation?"

This word comes to everyone's mind, this is impossible, the fox has always taken killing and conquering as fun, saving the world?

"If we want to survive, we must be so ......"

At this, the Shieldaxe Khan was silent, looking down at the scarlet magma vortex.

He said firmly, but he was actually a little helpless in his heart.

Whether it is to destroy the world or to save the world, their hope is in this group of warriors who have not reached the fifth level.

And among them, there are even a few people from Middle-earth......

Joke!

Lu Hao, who was considered a joke by the Shield Axe Khan, squatted in the hall at this time and continued to start his stall business.

"Hahahaha, the most unlucky Nanban boy, look at what you are all about, eye demons, resentful spirits, rotten wood demons, soul eaters, ......"

"It's really bad luck, we all have harvested, but what this kid has harvested is all such rotten things!"

Lu Hao looked at the stalls set up by others, and then looked at his own stalls, and had to admit that from the standards of the Lirong people, his luck was indeed too bad.

What these Tanrong people have harvested is something that can quickly increase their combat power.

And what Lu Hao fights are all monsters that are similar to eye demons, which are difficult to deal with, and there is nothing good to produce.

Of course, this is from the perspective of the Lirong people.

But Lu Hao's own heart is happy.

Connected to the five levels, the monsters killed are all beneficial to the growth of his soul!

This level of growth is insignificant to the masters of the sub-saint level, but for Lu Hao, it is a "perfect supplement"!

Now his spirit is at least twice as strong as when he first came.

If there is no harvest from these five levels, let him practice that "sword courage and qin heart" by himself, even if he has practiced hard for ten years, he may not be able to achieve such results.

The Soul Fear, which could only be released twice, has now been increased to seven.

The only regret is that he has never been able to exchange something that can make the Void Eye evolve.

"Hehe, being ridiculed again?"

A voice that made Lu Hao dislike sounded, and Wang Sun Wuyang shook it again.

This kid is about the same age as Lu Hao, but his strength is ruthless, and until now, Lu Hao has seen many people involved in the bloody battle injured, but this kid is unscathed.

He is not a barbarian samurai, and the difficulty of each level is definitely not small!

"These Raccoon are laughing at you desperately, even with you. Wang Sun Wuyang pouted diagonally to the opposite side.

It's Chi Xu, and this guy is laughing at Lu Hao. But in fact, among the blood crowns who came with the Blood Rock Khan, he was relatively friendly to Lu Hao.

The rest of the people not only ridiculed, but even insulted.

"How good are you?" Lu Hao sneered.

Wang Sun Wuyang's side is also not close to Lirong.

Wang Sun Wuyang brushed his hair from the hanging down with two fingers, still expressionless, and after a while, he lowered his voice and said: "Whoever insults me, I will kill him!"

With that, he left.

Lu Hao felt that there seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in his words.

The sixth level began quickly, but before being sent into the Blood Realm, everyone heard Jin Ren Futu say: "From this level on, you will try to cooperate to complete the mission, and I hope you can work together." ”

It said this, but Lu Hao noticed that everyone who heard this, whether it was selected by the same khan or not, did not think so.

Before Lu Hao could figure out the reason, he had already entered the blood realm.

The blood realm here is much larger than the first five levels, Lu Hao appeared on a high ground, and as far as the eye could see, the mountains were reckless, and there was no end at all.

"Mission, get 1,000 merit points as soon as possible, time, ten days ......"

The light and shadow of the Golden Man Futu appeared beside him and began to explain the task to him.

When Jin Ren Futu finished speaking, Lu Hao was stunned.

This level ...... Serious!

All the people have been thrown here, and in the blood realm of this level, there are a total of twenty-five places called "holy miracles" by the Jinren Futu.

"Every holy miracle has a kind of inheritance, and anyone who enters the holy miracle can obtain the inheritance as long as they can stay in it for an hour......

This inheritance is at least left by a seventh-level barbarian martial artist, and it may even be left by a sub-saint-level barbarian martial artist!

Or a set of magical and mysterious brute patterns, or a powerful secret technique. In short, any of them can instantly increase the strength of the barbarian warriors participating in the bloody battle!

Moreover, for each inheritance obtained, you can get 500 merit points. In other words, as long as you can get two inheritances, you can get 1,000 merit points, so as to seize the opportunity in the level of blood war!

On the contrary, if the ten days are over, and not enough merit points are obtained, it means elimination.

In addition to obtaining the Legacy of Relics, there are several ways to earn Merit Points.

Killing wild beasts, monsters, and monsters, and obtaining important raw materials will calculate merit points.

The Golden Man Floating Massacre has left a trace of imprint on everyone, and through this silk imprint, it can count merit points at any time.

"In addition to this, you can also capture the merit points of the participants of the bloody battle, and the capture value will be halved. The last sentence of Jin Ren Futu's announcement made Lu Hao's heart suddenly froze.

This...... Isn't it encouraging participants to fight with each other, and isn't the "collaboration" of the inside being an empty phrase?