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At noon the next day, the players hurriedly went online after lunch and waited for the fight to start. It was the first time for the players on the national server to fight such an intense battle after the second transfer. The first day of the battle alone made the players exhausted. , Knowing that this is a game, the players are probably exhausted and collapsed. However, the second-rank players of the national server still chose to assemble on the second day. There is no way, they gave too much, just the first day The vast majority of the second-rank players exchanged a full set of level [-] golden honor suits. The reason why they continued to participate the next day was entirely for the sake of the future. The opportunity for this kind of battle is too difficult. Who knows that there will be new How much honor value does your honor suit need, and planning ahead is the kingly way.

The national server players who have not yet transferred to the second rank expressed dissatisfaction when they saw the team formation on the world channel, the battle recordings on the forum, and the equipment that was exchanged and exposed. Why can only second-rank players participate? Even if you don't need the honor points to add some equipment experience and soul points, it's still very impressive. Now that you have eaten the meat, we don't save the soup, which is a bit too much.

Liang Ting couldn't bear to see most of the players crying miserably on the World Channel and the forum. She was really a little embarrassed, and finally decided that today's battle will be opened one hour after the start of the game, and then players will be able to participate in the war. Transferring players up is also giving away heads. If you want to gain benefits in advanced battles, you can only take advantage of the stalemate between the two sides. Anyway, the soul points needed for teleportation are paid by yourself. If you can afford it and don’t feel bad, then you come.

The first-rank players who got the answer suddenly laughed like mentally retarded players, and then the national server players who hadn't changed jobs began to feel unbalanced, and a new round of crying scenes started again. Players who haven't changed jobs beg for pity, but this time no one cares about them, just kidding, you just want to fight with adults when you come up as a child, it's good not to be slapped on the wall by someone.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, after Liang Ting passed the battle application, she started the battle teleportation, and the figures of second-rank players disappeared into the teleportation light curtain in the center of Jiutian Xuandu.

Fu Chi felt the fluctuations around him, and saw a large number of familiar human creatures appearing beside him. He sighed, you really came, and you chose to help him knowing that you couldn't beat him. He is mentally ill, and he doesn't respect himself a bit, but he really has no hesitation, and it seems that he really regards himself as a friend. It's ridiculous for a group of race creatures to be friends with himself, a god.

Standing up and looking at the 'friends' who were about to die on the battlefield, Fu Chi wanted to keep them in mind, but the more he looked at them, the more something went wrong. Why were some faces so familiar? Didn't these people have already died in battle yesterday?And what about the quantity?Wasn't there only half of the race creatures left yesterday?Why are there so many now?What are you doing?I'm hallucinating?Or did the injury worsen and the eyesight became blurred?
Liang Ting came to Fu Chi's side familiarly: "Boss, let's hurry up and set off, which way are we going?"

Fu Chi stared blankly at the extra humans and asked, "Why do you have so many more people today? And why do I see some people so familiar? Didn't they die yesterday?"

Liang Ting said perfunctorily: "Oh, they heard that we had a fight with others yesterday but were almost bullied, so they said they would come to help. Those you know are the twins of yesterday's group."

Fu Chi felt that his IQ had been insulted, but he didn't know how to refute it for a while. It couldn't be that they would be resurrected after they died. Just kidding, there is no race that can resurrect, but your race is too nonsense, because fighting But just pull people over and continue fighting?Are you really that fierce and not afraid of death?This is war!This is life and death! .

Seeing Fu Chi who was in a daze, Liang Ting hurriedly urged her. There was no other way not to be in a hurry. An hour later, there was still a large wave of bastards coming, and it would be impossible not to race against time to grab the head.

Fu Chi no longer wants to pay attention to this group of humans. Now Fu Chi's impression of the humans is that these guys are a group of mentally retarded races who are irrational and will fight if they disagree with each other and are not afraid of death.

"That direction is the concentrated habitat of the Xingpeng tribe, and your attack direction is there, but I remind you that the Xingpeng tribe must have set up an ambush. Be careful yourself, I have to guard against the gods of their race, so I can't help you. You can figure it out for yourself." Fu Chi stopped persuading, talking too much was useless, and he couldn't persuade him anyway.

Liang Ting sent a message on the command channel: "Hurry up, everyone. Someone will come to grab the head in an hour. Everyone get on the mount and hurry on the road as quickly as possible. Shadow Killer and Endless drive away. If you see a trap, get rid of it. Leave a mark, speed, speed, let's go!"

The players were already eager to move, but now after hearing the order, they immediately summoned their mounts and ran like mad dogs. Fu Chi saw that the human army could transform into mounts today, and all kinds of strange mounts appeared in front of him like a zoo. The impression of the neuropathy of the human race has deepened. How can there be any race that chooses these creatures as mounts? Wolves and bears are normal, but there are ostriches, antelopes, and a mount that looks mentally retarded and can't tell any creatures ( Silly roe deer), do not want to talk, tired.

Fu Chi jumped into the air and flew over the players to the concentrated habitat of the Xingpeng tribe. This time, I will slaughter all of your Xingpeng tribe!
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Peng Xin rode on the largest ancient tree in the center of the habitat, feeling Fu Chi and the human race coming from a distance. Through the breath, Peng Xin knew that there were more human races, and his face showed an ugly look. Standing was a young man wearing a colorful feather coat. The young man asked, "Master Peng Xin, has that evil spirit come?"

Peng Xin touched a large scar on his neck and said, "It's already here, and there are more creatures from that race yesterday."

The young Pengniao showed hatred, and Peng Xin continued: "Qingfu, you are the patriarch I designated. In this war, as long as you slaughter this group of people, the opposition voices in the clan will disappear completely. it disappointed me."

Qingfu replied respectfully: "I know Mr. Peng Xin, but your injury..."

Peng Xin stared at the distant sky and responded: "I really don't have the strength to fight Fu Chi now, but sometimes, I don't have to kill the enemy through fighting."

Qingfu seemed to know what Peng Xin was thinking: "If this is the case, then this evil spirit will never return."

Peng Xin: "Unfortunately, the price is a bit high."

Qing Fu: "Master Peng Xin, don't worry, our Xingpeng tribe will definitely be the only race in the Fenghua Continent in the future."