The so-called rising tide lifts all boats, based on what I said earlier, in fact, in many battlefields of the Four Kingdoms, the individual combat power of the Imperial Graveyard is only seventy or eighty, Ragnarok is about three hundred, and the top organization like [Bright Bone Vengeance] is actually less than four hundred, but if there is a White King, this number will increase by about one hundred, that is, the top Ragnarok will be close to ascending;

It seems to be a pure numerical value, but it is easy to understand after the number is realized, after all, when a country raises the other four countries as pigs, theoretically controls it for thousands of years, and the territory of the white country is constantly encroached, and then the white country is forced to begin to unite and produce a king, at this time, if the victorious country does not end the game, it will have to bear the consequences of greed: from the white country.

For thousands of years, the intensity has risen, and it is possible for the emotional puppet to rise to level 8 410, counting various buffs, combat power 510, the core ministers of Ragnarok and the victorious country must be this group of existences, and only such a fat and sudden can satisfy the emotional puppet's god-killing preaching and become a real [ascending rank].

Having said so much, the current muddy waters are very easy to explain, after all, the territory of this four-country game is too big, and the White King is already competing, and it is very likely that the [White Emperor] will come out in the end, so the world's Ragnarok according to the rules, it is not impossible for the individual combat power to directly exceed 500 to complete the climb, and the existence like [Bright Bone Feud] must be all 530, and the top combat power is Tianjiao, and the combat power is 531, such a scene is worthy of the pivotal role of Qiuyue, Yuyuhong, and the Lord of the Underworld. Otherwise, playing a game and bringing it to the Galaxy game is just a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and there is no way to decide, so what's the point of planning this game?

Of course, at the moment, it is all speculation, for the values of these ceilings, Yu Ling must be curious, as for the scoundrel on the other side, he loosened his muscles and bones, and wanted to kill the other party, or stay in the desert forever, after all, the battle of the right talent made him understand that this is also the existence of the top of the kingdom of God, and it will not end well if the fight starts.

[Yan Gu Feud] can indeed be rampant on the battlefield of Nie Du, but the quality of individual soldiers is not the main theme of the times after all, after climbing the ladder, everyone's numerical gap looks very exaggerated, but the ratio is very limited, after all, it takes a lot of effort to cultivate and climb the ladder, if this is killed, the mentality explodes, the ghost knows if the players of the victorious country will be perverted and run wild, leave some for others, and it will end well;

After all, Shicai also said that climbing the ladder is in a normal script, as long as it is not chased and killed by the 510 buff smart puppet, under the full protection of the monarch, it is still easy to save a life, it has developed for thousands of years, and the turntable lottery has been so many times, there must be something that comes back to life, the space-time stability of the Niedu battlefield is not high, and the heart of the victorious country is horizontal, and I don't plan to leave here to go to the galaxy battlefield, just disgusting you, it will inevitably cause some systematic mistakes, which is also the reason why the Niedu battlefield chooses participants carefully.

"You're strong, we'll definitely meet again." The young man blew his long bangs, he stared at the holder of the iron rod with the mask, he was very unhappy, and after noticing that the other party had no killing intent, he also restrained his violent temper, they have been acting in a perverse way recently, if they are beaten by a team of [ascending steps], counting this cold arrow, if they are seriously injured, they will have the risk of annihilation, after all, the white king is about to ascend the throne, who knows how these forces will stand?

He didn't want to be anyone's vote, hijacking the train was to transmit a signal, and by the way, to test Bai Guo's current attitude, looking for death, for an existence like him that has reached the peak of his individual cultivation, it is really a lie.

Who was born to be a big ship?

Didn't it all come little by little?

Without much communication, the little doll blew on her oblique bangs, and the sculptural feather feathers crossed the stick, "Before, I didn't know what I was going to do, but now, I want to fight with all of you." ”

"Oh? Oh? Hahahaha, interesting, I haven't heard anything like this in a long time. What is your name? ”

"Anonymous." Yu Ling sat cross-legged, but the perception remained on the boy's body, waiting for him to leave, and the direction in which he would appear next.

"Doesn't your life have any other meaning than that?"

For some reason, the little scoundrel's expression sank, he felt uncomfortable, and walked to the opposite side of Yu Ling again, dozens of meters away from each other, he looked carefully, and when he was calm, his whole face was numb, as if he was paralyzed.

"I'm just a little tired after I die, find some passion and breathe some yang." Yu Ling spit out the words one by one, raw and cold.

The wind and sand flowed, the young man carried a blunt instrument and smashed forward, his robe agitated, Yu Ling looked at him, and noticed the thousands of troops in the opposite field of vision, he supported the ground with his left hand, his right foot returned to erection, the iron rod was sharpened into a short knife, he twisted like a spinning top on the spot, and this sudden outbreak of killing machine raised the intensity of the attack on both sides to a higher level!

When the hammer landed, the little scoundrel pulled out the rattan wrapped around his waist, the purple-black rattan formed a golden bell jar around him, the sound of the explosion behind Yu Ling slowed down the momentum of his attack, his eyes narrowed slightly, his vision was seriously impaired, he couldn't see these sharp objects, tears welled up and blurred his vision, he could only close his eyes and rely on his ears to fight.

Because he was wearing a mask, the paralyzed bandit didn't notice the change in Yu Ling's eyes, and the rattan turned into a spear to block the opponent's approach, and the free right hand pulled the hammer over, and the left and right hands were linked, forming a terrible oppressive momentum!

The pain of the flesh is particularly sensitive to Yu Ling, and the ferocity he pretended to be had no support at all, and now he sensed that something was wrong and dodged aside, and then the iron rod became longer, and it collided with the iron hammer, sweeping the time and space around him out of a safe area.

"What's wrong? Not having fun? The little scoundrel didn't bully, he coughed quietly, and he didn't know whether it was the cold or the dust, and he didn't really have much negative emotions in the face of this eccentric offender.

"You're not suitable, I'm going to find the right person to perform."

"Oh? Am I unworthy? The little scoundrel secretly praised in his heart: You are very good.

Looking at the very hideous evil smile on the young man's face, Yu Ling knew that the other party was going to move seriously, only to see the dark clouds covering the sky, he stretched out his hand, the rattan was enlarged, the young man's body exploded in the ring, and the hammer was like a dead long snake constantly writhing in the sand with the word "several", watching the storm in front of him converge, Yu Ling was a little relieved.

Boom ——!

The thunder slashed, and the weirdness of the thunder on the ground made the two unconscious followers feel the fear in the depths of their souls, and then their bodies were forcibly awakened, and when they were frightened, they spit out a mouthful of blood.

Boss, what is this going to do?