Chapter 178 Throw away the beacon!

   "Okay, okay, I'll be right back here!"

   "Don't say such nonsense, how could I throw away the beacon in my hand now."

In the hunting field, a group of people are walking in the sky eloquently. They have 12 beacons in their hands. This time the hunting competition has completely exceeded their expectations, and they have already obtained far more than they imagined. Many beacons!

   Then you can redeem more rewards.

Ha ha ha ha.

But just now, their clansmen actually contacted them, telling them to throw away the 3 beacons in their hands, and to keep the beacons in their hands at a single digit, it must not exceed two digits. It will attract the coveting of a killing god.

  After these tribesmen heard this statement, they were almost laughed to death.

   Invite the desire to kill God?

  How can you still tell such a mess of jokes in this situation.

  So even though this group of people received the notification from the tribe, they just laughed it off.

  How could it be possible to give up the 3 beacons that were finally snatched from others? You must know that these 3 beacons can only be obtained by killing more than 30 people!

  Under such circumstances, wouldn’t it be like throwing away your hard-earned money if you really want to lose this beacon?

  As for saying that killing gods and not killing gods, so what if this kind of thing is true? They were already about to leave the hunting ground, and they were only 10 minutes away from the stronghold. What could go wrong in this 10-minute journey?

   "It is no exaggeration to say that even if this killing **** appears in front of us, we can kill him."

"Yes."

   "I don't even know what they are afraid of!"

"LOL!"

  …

  In a giant building with a height of 10,000 meters.

  The leader of the Wanzu doesn't look like a human race. There is a huge eyeball between his eyebrows, which looks like a one-eyed frog.

   Now he is anxiously looking at these jade cards belonging to his ten thousand clans, and constantly looking at the flames floating beside the jade cards. Every three seconds, he has to count how many flames there are now! Each ray of flame represents each beacon, and no matter how many times he counts, the final number of beacons is at the level of 12.

  He is really scared now!

   This is definitely not something he intentionally sensationalized, or just heard.

   This is a **** truth finally summed up by the leaders of all the races at the scene.

  That is, don't let your race have more than 10 beacons.

   More than 10 beacons, which will be coveted by the other party! This was discovered by a person 10 minutes ago!

  They found that for all the tribes with less than 10 beacons, they have already been able to return to the stronghold without any worries!

   And the moment the jade cards of the ten thousand clans with more than 10 beacons began to crumble, no one could come back alive!

   This is definitely a rule that can be summed up through phenomena!

Although they don't know who the mastermind behind the scenes is, they can already fully understand the logic of the mastermind behind the scenes. He is hunting and killing all the Wanzu who have more than 10 beacons, no matter who the Wanzu is, without exception. Die!

So the leader of the Wan clan immediately contacted his own clansman, asking his people to throw away the 3 beacons in their hands, and let them control the beacons to less than 10. Even though he felt sorry for the beacons, but compared with surviving A beacon is nothing.

  As a result, his own clan did not listen to his suggestion at all.

   As a result, his own people thought they could survive this incident!

  How could it be spared.

  10 minutes to return to the stronghold and 1 minute to return to the stronghold, this is not returning to the stronghold! Did not return to the stronghold, this is a dead word!

   Essentially no difference!

   Next.

soon.

The leader of the Wanzu, the jade tokens in front of his eyes shattered in an instant, accompanied by jade **** everywhere, and the number of terrifying God-killing beacons increased by 12... He knelt on the ground, His fist hit the ground again and again.

   This is a strong pain.

   "Obviously..."

   "Obviously I have found a way to come back, but why don't you listen to me!"

   "Throw away the beacon!"

  Long sigh!

   What can be done about this!

   You're looking for death!

and…

   And that demon! That devil really has no mercy at all!

  …

   Vocals are complex.

  Andrew was leisurely. He calmly watched these people's various anxieties.

interesting.

  This kind of picture was never seen in hunting grounds in the past.

  It is very precious, and behind each one is a beacon of human life, and there is still a day when it will be discarded.

   Throwing away out of fear is a hot potato.

hehe.

   Really interesting.

"It's because he is too scary. If my own strength is not at the level of Dao Yun, then when I meet this kind of guy, I will feel the fear of heart. This is far beyond the strength I can have now , and the decisiveness shown by the other party made me feel very shocked, this is the real sense of survival with broken arms."

  Thinking about the person from Wanzu before who came to ask if everyone was under 1000 years old, Andrew even had a lot of smiles on his face.

  1000 years old is a node.

  The big node of the realm of all races.

  So understand.

  There is no Dao aggregate under the age of one hundred.

  There is no Dao Seed under a thousand years old.

  There is no Taoism under Long Live.

   Dao Yun, Dao Seed, Dao Realm, the three Dao Realms are very strictly related to time.

   It's like a plant's whole life.

  Break out of the ground in 30 days, grow into a plant in 60 days, flower and pollinate in 100 days.

   The time is too short, and it is impossible to break the ground, and it is impossible to break the ground. How can there be a big world waiting for it.

  The same is true of all races.

  If the time is not enough, the experience is not enough. If the experience is not enough, it is difficult for the soul to mature, and then it is difficult to realize the inextricable potential of heaven.

  Mao Sai suddenly realized that the premise of enlightenment is to enter into a big predicament and get out of it.

Therefore, the age of the hunting ground is limited to less than 1,000 years old. This is to ensure that the people who come are from the Dao Yun realm, and absolutely cannot let the Dao Seed realm come, otherwise it will be the first kind of unilateral slaughter, Dao Seed destroys Dao Yun No more difficult than breathing.

   And 1000 years old don't dislike small.

Judging from so many data of Tiandusi, it has already proved that there are almost no two or three people in history who can break through the realm of Daoyun before the age of 1000, and this kind of thing that is extremely close to zero does not need to be specialized. Change the rules for them.

   "He is definitely the heir of a big race, and he is definitely being polished by the first grade of Taoism."

   "Polished for years!"

   "Then go with your own perception and powerful techniques."

"Ok…"

   "He may have skills such as assassination."

   "The overall strength should be stronger than the other ten thousand races in the 100,000-kilometer area of ​​Tiandusi where I am."

   "In terms of age, it should be around 900 years old."

   "Stuck with the standard."

   "He is naturally invincible."

  Andrew thought about it, he couldn't wait to see who this mysterious man was.

   Having obtained so many beacons, it seems that Tiandusi is about to bleed heavily this time.

really interesting!

  Now Andrew is completely looking at this matter with the attitude of a superior.

   As for what Yuchi is doing now, in his opinion, there is no problem at all.

   Compliance.

Reasonable.

   Legal.

   is logical.

   It’s not the case that only you are allowed to kill others, and others are not allowed to kill you.

   That means you can't afford to lose.

  Then, if Yuchi himself did not violate the rules, if Yuchi himself obeyed the rules of the game, even if there is no grass growing wherever he goes, so what?

  The rules are like this, everyone agrees before coming here, this thing is a kind of gamble, and the gamble is the future and fate.

  The world is so big, the mouth of the abyss is everywhere, either I will be the bait, then you will be the bait.

  The world is a cannibal.

Peace?

nonexistent.

  For Andrew, tranquility and false peace will breed extremely terrifying internal troubles.

  If the spearhead is aimed at the outside world, the internal troubles will be easily resolved.

  This is also the reason why so many ten thousand races would rather die on the road of ten thousand races fighting than rot themselves in the corner of the wilderness.

  It is really a big taboo to stand still and be self-styled and close yourself off!

   Even if the other ten thousand races are too lazy to take care of it, civil strife will definitely break out again and again, which is more cruel than the arena of tens of thousands of races.

  The world is so big and such a cruel wilderness, why not go and see it.

  (end of this chapter)

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