[Ding, the territory scramble will start in sixty minutes, please prepare for both sides.] 】

The sound of this Tao resounded in the ears of the gods of the two races.

Thousands of ancient gods rubbed their hands, moved their muscles and bones a little, and whew, it's finally about to start, I really can't wait.

"Terran, I hope you've washed your necks."

"Haha, Terran, this is the fate of death, I have seen their demise."

"What grade? Fight against our ancient gods. ”

"In that case, let us have mercy and kill them all."

The ancient gods stepped out of their respective abysses, gathered outside the edge of the three southeast districts, talking and laughing, not feeling the tension before the big war at all, each of them was light and light, and their performance was very relaxed.

The coercion of thousands of gods suddenly made the human race in the three southeastern regions feel breathless.

"Hehe, the taste of the human race used to be very delicious, and when we occupy the three southeast regions, we have to taste it."

"Yes, the smell of the Terrans? It's delicious. ”

"I don't know how many Terran scraps are left."

The figure of the human emperor also appeared for the first time, and with a wave of his hand, he blocked out such coercion, and the ordinary creatures who guarded the human race, thousands of gods were all lined up behind the human emperor, silently looking at the gods in front of him.

The atmosphere between the two sides suddenly became tense, and they were eager to start a god war immediately.

[Ding, the live broadcast of the War of the Century is on, please click to watch.] 】

This is a broadcast specially opened by the Terrans.

This battle, whether it is won or lost, should be seen by the creatures of the human race.

"I'm Cao, this live broadcast? It's free. ”

"I'm going to have to take a look."

"It's getting started, God knows how long I've been waiting for this image."

"The scuffle of two thousand gods, think about it, what a shocking scene it must be."

"Terrible, terrible, really terrible."

Players clicked to watch, and NPCs also expressed their desire to watch.

The firmament of the three southeastern districts.

"Human Emperor, what about the rules of the game you formulated?"

The god of space asked lightly, and the human emperor did not procrastinate, and directly informed the ancient gods of the rules of the competition.

"Uh-huh, you say, let's listen."

These ancient gods, even in the face of the human emperor, are so casual.

[The rules of this territory competition are as follows:]

[First, the battle mode of this territory battle is to the death, and one of the two sides of the battle can only be stopped if one of the two sides of the battle dies. 】

[Second, the method of random drawing of lots adopted in this territory competition is life and death, and it is presided over by the Mandate of Heaven. 】

[Third, there are a total of 1,000 gods and 10,000 legends in this contestant, and the lottery is over, and the battle starts at the same time. 】

[Fourth, in the end, whichever side has the most remaining people will be considered victorious. 】

In a word: the rules are very simple.

Hear such a rule? Even the ancient gods couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This Terran? How dare you choose to fight to the death? It's not like the character of a human race who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Oh, it's me underestimating the Terrans."

At this moment, even the ancient gods couldn't help but get upright. If it were a death battle, maybe something new would happen, after all, no one could estimate the power that could burst out at the time of death.

"Terran? It's really unexpected. ”

"Fight to the death? How dare the Terrans? ”

"Yes, we can still be resurrected, but what about the Terrans?"

"Haha, it's really a childish race."

The face of the god of space suddenly turned ugly, and he seemed to have thought of something. Just as he wanted to refuse, the voice of the will of destiny sounded.

[The rule is true, the death of the ancient gods is considered a real death.] 】

[Ding, deprive the ancient gods of their resurrection privileges.] 】

At this moment, the face of the god of space darkened visibly.

Isn't that?

Originally, it was thought that there were no loopholes in the rules of the Terrans, but who would have thought that there would be such a big pit waiting for them.

This time, if the ancient gods died, it would really be considered dead. We can only wait for millions of years for the abyss to give birth to new gods again.

"Human Emperor, you are high, but you are not afraid of the gods of your human race? Have they all been slain by my sons? ”

The god of space asked with a gloomy face.

"Haha, afraid of death? If I'm afraid of death, are we still Terrans? ”

"The Terrans are never afraid of war."

"This southeast three districts? You can't take it, and even if you want to, you'll have to break two teeth. ”

These tragic words deeply affected the entire human race.

"Okay, good, you're good, really good, don't know about this battle? Are you involved? If you participate, I'll be the first to kill you. ”

The god of space was laughed at, really laughed.

"Participate, as the human emperor of the human race, how can I escape from the battle. I hope you and I can meet head-on, so that I can truly see the power of the god of space. ”

The Human Emperor was a little weak-hearted, and he had never forgotten the scene of being ravaged by the God of Space, and it came to his mind from time to time.

The reason why the Terrans chose to draw lots this time was also due to the consideration of Tian Ji horse racing, to put it simply, try their luck and use the weaker gods of the Terran to fight against the stronger gods of the ancient gods.

I don't know? How many Terran gods will be left in the end?

"Human Emperor, gather cannon fodder, you can't win this battle."

The gods of space return and prepare the gods for battle, and by the way, let them not be careless.

Divine craftsman Liu Long was already ready to die, staring at these thousand gods, as if looking for a strong man, hoping that he could match him with a strong god, even if it was a self-explosion, he would kill this dog offal.

This opportunity was not easy to come by.

The ancient gods killed in this case are really dead when they die, can you not seize this opportunity?

At that moment, a voice came to mind.

[Ding, I request communication.] 】

A smile appeared on the corner of Divine Craftsman Liu Long's mouth, I don't know this kid? Several artifacts were successfully forged. Although Divine Craftsman Liu Long knew in his heart that Qin Fang could not forge many artifacts, his spirit, Divine Craftsman Liu Long still admired. It's all for the sake of the human race.

"Huh, the god will Liu Long's senior, after all, I have caught up, and I will send you the artifact mail now."

"Uh-huh, thank you, my brother. If I win this battle, you and I will drink bitterly, and if I lose, remember to pour me two bottles of good wine at my grave and pay tribute. ”

Divine craftsman Liu Long was a little embarrassed.

"Divine General Liu Long, what do you say, you will definitely be able to kill your opponent smoothly."

Qin Fang comforted him, and then sent an email.

This time, Qin Fang did not hide it, and sent all the artifacts forged by himself to the divine general Liu Long.

Divine craftsman Liu Long didn't take it seriously, clicked on this email, and then when he saw the content inside, the whole person was suddenly stunned.

This, this, this.

Divine craftsman Liu Long stammered and couldn't say a word.

In this email, there are no others, but a full 10,000 artifacts.

My goodness, this is an artifact, not some legendary, epic equipment. You must know that even if it is the treasure house of the plague law god, there are only about three thousand artifacts at most, which shocked the gods of Qixia Mountain, leading to a big fight.

And at this moment, there are 10,000 artifacts in the backpack of the divine craftsman Liu Long, is this fake?

Divine craftsman Liu Long immediately wondered if he was dazzled, but after reading it seven or eight times, he was never wrong.

This means that I really gave him 10,000 artifacts. Moreover, most of these artifacts are jewelry, and basically the gods can wear them, regardless of style.

This is really too great for the gods of the human race.

A thousand gods? Even if it's evenly distributed? You can get 10 pieces per person. Ten artifacts, what is this concept? The battle with the ancient gods, even if it is a self-detonating artifact, can barely win.

Divine craftsman Liu Long did not hang up the communication, and stumbled in the direction of the human emperor.

The stake in this matter is too big, he alone? I can't grasp it.

As a result, Qin Fang immediately heard the following conversation.

"The emperor of people, the emperor of people, a great joy, a great joy."

"Liu Long, what's the matter, panic."

"Human Emperor, look."

Divine craftsman Liu Long took a look at the artifact in the backpack to the emperor, and with just one glance, the emperor was also frightened, like a thief, he quickly covered it, and asked in a low voice: "There are so many artifacts, where did you get them." ”

"I gave it to me, the player."

Divine craftsman Liu Long said this name, and the emperor was stunned, I? The one who gave him the award last time? How could he have so many artifacts? Before Qin Fang could speak, the divine craftsman Liu Long automatically gave him brain supplements.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten that my teacher is Li Xie."

At this moment, the human emperor suddenly understood.

Li Xie, this big guy? What is best known for? It must be forging, it is said that he can turn decay into magic, forging top-notch artifacts from bronze-level materials.

There are so many artifacts, they should all be from Li Xie's handwriting.

"I have accepted this feeling, if my human race wins a big victory this time, I will definitely invite Li Xie's predecessors to be a guest at Qixia Mountain."

The Emperor was very grateful in his heart, and Liu Long, the divine craftsman, was also very grateful. In the hearts of Li Xie's predecessors, there are still human races after all.

Qin Fang: Huh? What? No way. How did my credit go to Teacher Li Xie?

Qin Fang was about to vomit blood, this was forged by his hard work. For this reason, Xiao Hei drank almost a hundred bottles of his god-level wine.

"These artifacts, quietly distributed, are said to be given by the plague god."

In the blink of an eye, the Human Emperor gave all the credit to the Plague Law God.

"Tell these criminals that this is their last chance, and it's up to them whether they want to seize it or not."

Divine craftsman Liu Long left, and began to distribute them one by one, whispering one by one.

In a few moments, the faces of these sinful gods changed. Such moments? Is the Plague God still thinking about them? Hey, after all, they went too far.

Among the 800 gods, at least 600 or so, they suddenly woke up and wept bitterly.

Qin Fang: Uh, my credit. I'm credited.

Qin Fang is really going to cry, this is really not giving him any credit.

[Ding, please decide who will participate in the war. 】

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