The entire Broken battlefield suddenly began to shake without any warning!
All players with Netherworld formation flags had their formation flags floating above their heads uncontrollably.
The same is true here with Kong Xingyu.
His five Nether Formation Flags were all floating above his head at the moment, flickering brightly and dimly, as if something big was about to happen.
Everyone in the team looked at the Netherworld flags above their heads, their faces a little nervous. They all knew what was about to happen.
This is a sign that they are going to be teleported away!
As time goes by.
The light and dark flashes on the Netherworld Flag are getting faster and faster.
Kong Xingyu and others also found traces of floating white gas appearing on their bodies. These gases seemed to be repelling them, trying to push them out of this interface and out of this broken battlefield!
"What a strange feeling!" Kong Xingyu said in surprise: "It's like I shouldn't belong to this world, this world wants to throw me out!"
This scene is happening everywhere in the Broken Battlefield where there are players.
As the number of these white gases floating on the players increases, until all the players are enveloped.
Finally, under a dazzling flash, all the players disappeared!
And the broken battlefield after losing human players.
The resurrected creatures that were originally wandering aimlessly on the broken battlefield seemed to have lost their power, and they all collapsed on the ground.
The flying resurrected creatures in the sky also fell down one after another.
In a certain desolate land, a warrior of the beast-blood tribe was traveling far away, leading more than a dozen members of the beast-blood tribe.
Suddenly, they stopped moving and lost all vitality.
However, at the moment before losing his life, the warrior of the beast-blood tribe still looked at a certain place in the sky.
There, he seemed to see the person he wanted to continue to follow...
Wind and sand swept across the sky, and yellow dust filled the sky.
Originally, due to the addition of human players, a trace of vitality appeared in the Broken battlefield.
At this moment, there was deathly silence again.
Waiting for the next batch of players to enter here.
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The square to be transferred.
There was no figure in the empty and cold square.
Only in the sky above the square, six huge masks of different colors appeared, looking down at the square, as if they were waiting for something.
All six masks were silent.
After a long time.
One of the blue masks slowly asked: "This time, I don't know how many elite players with keen minds can be screened out!"
Another bright red mask replied: "There is a good little guy in Area B that I am responsible for. He should be able to come out alive, and I think he will discover the secret of this trap!"
From the words of the red mask, it is not difficult to find that the game leader is in a good mood.
It seems that he is very confident in the seeded players in his region.
The other masks also spoke one after another.
A green mask also said confidently: "In the D area I am responsible for, there are two people who have awakened considerable talents. Even if these two people cannot dominate the broken battlefield, they are definitely more than enough to protect themselves. The Netherworld Qi will be released later. I won’t lose in this competition!”
The person in charge of the game wearing a black mask interrupted categorically: "What good things can you get in Area B? There is a ruthless person in Area E. Those little bastards in your hands will see me." With this ruthless man in his hands, everyone will definitely be scared to death and run away!"
For a time, many game leaders refused to accept anyone.
Everyone seems to think that their players will perform better and kill more players in other areas.
Among the many masks, a certain white ghost face mask.
At this moment, listening to the confident words of other game managers bragging about how ferocious the players in their area are, I don't have any worries. Instead, I feel relaxed and content, with a confident look on my face.
This white grimace is none other than Luo Tang.
A certain mask asked him: "Luo Tang, tell me, do you have any ruthless characters in Area C?"
Facing the questions from others, Luo Tang slowly spoke: "I, Area C, will definitely win in this competition for the quantity of Netherworld Qi!"
After Luo Tang finished speaking, the other game leaders laughed.
"Hehehe, isn't it a little early to say this?"
"Luo Tang, are you so confident in your people in Area C?"
"You know, although the Nether Palace in the Broken Battlefield will provide benefits to those players, it also hides a big trap. Even if those players are teleported back with the Nether Formation Flag later, most of them will die!"
"Indeed, although we are quite confident now, there is no telling how long these people who will be teleported back will survive!"
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"Luo Tang, you are bragging too early! Hahaha!"
"It's okay to brag, but don't brag too much. Although we have confidence in our players, we don't say we will win!
Listening to everyone's joking remarks.
Luo Tang did not answer again.
Although he is also one of the people in charge of the game.
But compared to other responsible persons, his qualifications are actually lower.
Therefore, whenever people talk, sometimes they will look down on him in a vague way.
But this time, Luo Tang is ready to feel proud!
Because he knows that Xu Zhe and Kong Xingyu in Area C can definitely shine in the broken battlefield and kill everyone!
Xu Zhe is talented, Kong Xingyu is ruthless!
Even if one of the two loses, the other one is enough to surprise him!
The only thing that troubled him was that the hatred between Xu Zhe and Kong Xingyu had reached an irreconcilable level.
Even before entering the Broken Battlefield, he asked the two to become friends with each other in advance to avoid disputes as much as possible.
But according to the temperament of these two people, I am afraid that the first moment they entered the Shattered Battlefield, they immediately lifted the friend restriction, so that they could kill each other when they met...
Just in Luo Tang's thoughts.
In the originally empty square waiting to be teleported, many human-shaped white gases suddenly appeared.
These white gases are quickly dissipating, gradually revealing the human players inside...
Seeing this scene, the eyes of all the six masks in the sky lit up, and they began to carefully observe and count them.
They want to see, among the players responsible for each, which player in the area will survive the most? !
As the white gas disappeared faster and faster, the players inside completely appeared under the eyes of these masks.
Soon, the statistical results came out.
There are four players left in area A.
There are three players left in area B.
There are eight players left in Zone C.
There are five players left in area D.
There are seven players left in area E.
There are nine players left in area F.
Thirty-six people in total!
Theoretically speaking, there should be forty-two players holding Netherworld Flags when they entered, and there should also be forty-two players holding Netherworld Qi when they came out.
But because some stronger players, after obtaining a Netherworld Flag, will continue to kill other players with Netherworld Flags and accumulate more numbers.
Therefore, the number of people is a little less than forty-two, which is relatively normal.
Judging from the number of people at this time, the players in area C are completely victorious!
Even the total number of surviving players in Area A and Area B is not as many as in Area C!
Seeing this scene, the other five masks in the sky all glanced at Luo Tang, the white ghost mask.
I thought to myself how could Luo Tang be so sure that he could win?
Is it possible that there really is some extraordinary person in Luo Tang's Area C?
However, the number of characters surviving is only the number of characters surviving in the area.
The netherworld energy harvested by these people cannot be simply calculated based on the number of survivors.
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After Kong Xingyu and others were wrapped in white gas, they felt dizzy and suddenly felt like they were standing on the cold ground.
When they open their eyes.
Then they found that they had returned to the square to be teleported.
Back here.
There are not only the five members of Kong Xingyu's team, but also other players in Area C and players from other areas.
Anyone who owned the Netherworld Formation Flag was teleported back from the Broken Battlefield.
In the sky outside the square, six huge masks hung, looking at these players ruthlessly.
And what surprised Kong Xingyu was that Xu Zhe, who was possessed by the purple beetle and now covered in purple scales, half human and half insect, like a monster, was actually teleported back!
Above his head, there are also two Netherworld formation flags floating!
Obviously, the requirement to be teleported back is the Netherworld Formation Flag, and it has nothing to do with who the person teleported back is.
Because Xu Zhe's current appearance cannot still be called a "human".
At this moment, Xu Zhe was looking at himself in panic.
Obviously, Xu Zhe is afraid that Kong Xingyu will activate the one-star purple beetle again and control it!
But how could Kong Xingyu do what he wished for.
Just when Kong Xingyu was about to use his spiritual power.
Above the square sky, the purple mask among the many masks suddenly said: "Quiet!"
"All players, stand still and don't move! Those who disobey...will automatically disintegrate!"
As soon as this statement came out, all the players immediately did not dare to act rashly.
Purple Mask, before teleporting into the Shattered Battlefield, made many players dream about it and lost their minds with just one sentence. Later, during the teleportation, it was sucked out of the square by violent suction, swallowed by the space, and their life and death were uncertain.
So no one would turn a deaf ear to what she said.
In fact, just like Kong Xingyu, there were many players ready to attack each other.
Because these players who are surviving now, without exception, are all ruthless characters.
They have more or less encountered battles in the Broken Battlefield, and have formed some grudges of varying sizes.
Now that they are all transported to this square so densely, and a bunch of ruthless people meet each other, it is inevitable that friction will occur and a riot will occur.
However, under the stern scolding of this purple voice, no one dared to go their own way.
They could only stand there obediently and wait for their fate.
Xu Zhe, who was like a bug, also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had escaped and no longer had to worry about Kong Xingyu's control.
In fact, from some aspects, after being possessed by the purple beetle, he not only became ugly in appearance, but also had to be careful of the purple beetle competing with him for his body.
Just based on ability.
Being like this has greatly improved Xu Zhe's strength.
For example, his physique has become stronger after possessing the power of the purple beetle.
His body's defense was even stronger after being wrapped in purple scales.
Even with his flying talent, although he could fly originally, his speed was not very fast and there was a time limit.
After merging with the purple beetle, it can fly in the sky very quickly for an extremely long time.
Only he, Xu Zhe, can block and kill others.
But when you meet Kong Xingyu, you will be like Sun Wukong meeting Tang Sanzang, one thing will fall after another, and you will be in a difficult situation of fighting for control of the body.
After making sure everyone was stable, the purple mask softly said two words.
"Start the reckoning!"
Originally, everyone had a mark of the letters of their respective regions on their foreheads.
Some people are B, some people are A, some people are F, some people are C...
At this moment, the purple mask's voice just fell behind.
Above everyone's forehead, below the letters in this area.
A number began to appear in an instant, and the number jumped rapidly!
This word count starts from 0.
00001…
00002……
00003……
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Some people add this number very quickly, while others add it very slowly.
Kong Xingyu's numbers are increasing very quickly.
The more Nether Qi left in the player's Nether Formation Flag, the faster the speed increases.
On the contrary, if the amount of Netherworld Qi is not large, the speed will increase very slowly.
And because there are five Nether Formation Flags above Kong Xingyu's head, it is very eye-catching.
He is the one with the most Netherworld Formation Flags among the thirty-six people who survived!
Above most people's heads, there is only a Netherworld Formation Flag.
Kong Xingyu has five knives on his head, a player named Wang Ze in Area D has two knives on his head, and Xu Zhe, who looks like an insect man, also has two knives on his head.
Counting this way, there are a total of forty-two Nether Formation flags, which are exactly the same as when they entered.
Ding!
The numbers on everyone's foreheads all stopped increasing!
On Kong Xingyu's forehead, in addition to the letter C, the number 12655 appeared below the letter.
This means that Kong Xingyu’s five Netherworld Formation Flags still contain a total of 12,655 Netherworld Qi!
Here, under the letter C, a number 11230 appeared for Liu Yu.
Zhang Xiong’s number here is 5323.
Chen Hu's number is 5212.
Yan Jun is 5410.
It is not difficult to find that if Kong Xingyu hadn't transferred so much Netherworld energy to his teammates.
Then the numbers on the foreheads of Yan Jun and others at this moment will only be a few hundred!
Obviously, when they entered the Nether Palace, they all used up almost all their Nether Energy in exchange for their respective benefits!
Looking at the numbers on the foreheads of many players.
Three words suddenly appeared in Kong Xingyu's mind.
He won the bet!
