Although he couldn't understand Ye Xiaohan's words, Xiaoxiao was studying hard.

And the locusts around him have become fewer in a form that is visible to the naked eye, and every time Xiaohan goes to the river to get water, Xiaoxiao can see the new shoots that begin to emerge by the river, and his eyes are shiny and shiny, like jewels.

The arrival of players has indeed brought vitality to this Purgatory Continent, and as some players have started leveling up in the Purgatory Continent, the infrastructure here has also begun to be built.

At first, the player had to go to the river to fetch water to drink, but then everyone worked together to build a water pipeline.

Even if you run inside to harvest locusts, you don't have to worry about getting thirsty.

As for the water pipeline, there are also small traders selling goods, especially locust delicacies, which are fried and fried, and some are directly purchased here.

A large number of players jumped off cliffs, giving the Sigma Peninsula a chance to breathe, and this small projectile land, in addition to five million players, also bears more than two million Gaia people.

This is no different from a large city, after all, New York is only 8 million people, and the Sigma Peninsula, which has a large population and not very good infrastructure, has become crowded, and as the player makes their way to Gaia, a large number of them have gone, but it is not enough.

Figer's painstaking efforts to transport hundreds of thousands of people to sea are only a drop in the bucket.

With the upgrading of Yonghe Zhi's production capacity, a large number of virtual warehouses were sent from the factory to the players, and Feige was very glad that he chose Yonghe Zhisheng, which had insufficient production capacity.

If this is a collaboration with the real image, then it's over.

Not to mention that the Sigma Continent will become a crowded train station in a day, Gaia's side has long been vigilant and on guard at any time.

Fortunately, the Purgatory Continent is a good place for leveling, and players go there together, even if they are life players, they are not willing to give up the experience locusts of the Purgatory Continent, which is greatly beyond Feige's expectations.

On the edge of the cliff of the Purgatory Continent, there are fully two million players going to level up, and Feige even feels that the European server should be placed a little farther, otherwise there will be a conflict with the national server players.

At the same time, at the annual death dance of the third layer of the Demon Realm, several clan elders representing the third layer began to assemble.

"The Evil God"

Everyone had a sad look on their faces, looking at the mastiff standing opposite, everyone was speechless.

"Why don't you speak?" The mastiff dragon grabbed a monster and sent it directly into its mouth, and the monster inside let out a painful scream.

Eating raw and skinning is not common in the third layer, in fact, the overall strength of the third layer is the lowest, and the strength level of the monsters here is not good, although it is still Ru Mao drinking blood, but the elders of several ethnic groups are still relatively civilized.

Seeing that the mastiff dragon was so unsophisticated, these elders didn't have the heart to eat, and when they thought that their own clan population was getting smaller and smaller, and they had to provide the mastiff dragon with their clansmen as food, these elders didn't want to eat it even more.

Although it's normal for each other to eat each other, who in the demon world doesn't have a little blood on their hands?

But I can't swallow this breath.

"Mastiff Dragon, the third layer has been getting more and more peaceful recently, and there are always humans coming to harass you." The Bull-Headed Chief snorted angrily and said, "Didn't you say before that even if you open up the path of the human race, you won't use our third-layer demonic energy?" Our strength is getting weaker and weaker, and the demonic energy of the third layer is getting less and less, and now humans can teleport over and ride on our heads! ”

The mastiff dragon didn't raise his eyelids, and what he ate just now was a minotaur, which was a little hard.

"Anything else?" The mastiff absentmindedly wiped his paws, then grabbed another sheep-headed man and swallowed it in one gulp, without even screaming.

"Chief Sheephead, do you have anything to say?" The mastiff dragon pressed a paw on a goblin again, "You sheep-headed clan is the closest race to the demon, why are you so timid that you don't dare to say a word?" ”

No matter how much Mastiff Dragon realized it later, after a few months, he should always have figured out what happened on the third layer.

These chiefs are really not doing very well, and some players have even beaten to other people's nests.

If it weren't for the urgency of time, only an hour, and the strength of the third layer, the player might have taken at least half of the land long ago.

"These humans can only come over for a while, I think it's quite easy to deal with, after all, we can use one as ten, dozens of humans together, it is possible to kill the people of our sheep-headed tribe, then it can only be blamed for not being proficient." The Sheep-headed Chief looked at the Bull-headed Chief apologetically, and the mockery on his face was self-evident.

The undead on the side also chattered: "We haven't seen many humans yet, it may have been by mistake, but there is no one who can easily kill us." ”

The undead originally lived in more prosperous places, and it was normal not to see humans moving on the edges.

These guys are the only ones who don't have to sacrifice food to the mastiff, so it's easier to talk about the wind and cool.

"You're saying we're not strong?" The Bullhead Chief was stubborn, "Mastiff, you have also seen those humans, I admit that it is not difficult to kill them, as long as we don't take them lightly, but after these humans are killed, not a single trace of demonic energy will be generated!" ”

"Now that the demonic qi resources of the third layer are on the verge of depletion, if the killing can't produce demonic qi, then we will lose too much!"

Someone else might count the body, the number of killings.

But monsters are different, they have to rely on the pain of these humans to increase their strength, how can they do it without it?

"Maybe it's because these people give too little demonic energy, but it's not necessarily, you can run away next time you can see it." The mastiff didn't want to make trouble for himself, he wanted to return to the Demon King's side.

So he ignored these ordinary monsters, he absorbed the monsters he had just eaten, and the demonic energy left behind, he hiccups with satisfaction, "These humans are too annoying, if you don't hide, a steady stream will always appear, and you can't kill them, and it makes people sleep badly, listen to my advice, let's move." ”

The bull-headed chieftain is messy in the wind.

He also thought that the mastiff dragon would help him, how to say that he was also the overlord of the third layer.

I didn't expect the other party to persuade me to move?

This kind of bad idea Mastiff Dragon himself is weak-minded, but he is telling the truth.

He himself is also annoyed to death by these humans, as long as he is discovered by humans, it is wave after wave that he can't be beaten at all, every time he is tired and half dead, killing I don't know how many people before he can run away.

As soon as he thought of the behavior of those human ants, the mastiff dragon panicked and was short of breath and his chest was abnormally tight, "Listen to me, let the undead divide some places for you, and you can move over directly." ”

The undead who were originally gloating were instantly dumbfounded, stumbling and opening their mouths, until the mastiff rolled his eyes, and they stopped the idea of continuing to speak.