After everyone slowly opened their eyes, what appeared in front of them was not the vast mountains and ridges, but an ancient guest room. However, there were no exquisite mahogany carved patterns, nor white and neat walls, and soft and comfortable large beds. They were only scratched and covered with old furniture, and the only narrow window made them look very dim. The dampness and a faint moldy atmosphere also left mottled marks on the walls. It was obvious that this was not a high-end inn in prosperous towns such as Xiangyang and Kyoto, but just a small town where merchants and pedestrians could rest.

Among them, the madman drooped his eyelids and leaned quietly against the door. The loose blue-gray robe held his whole body in it. Although he seemed weak, it can be seen from the slightly trembling body and the bloody murderous intent emitted from the corners of his eyes that he had been controlling himself rapidly. Although he had successfully merged with the bloody bloodline of Rafal, this made the original murderous intent in his heart even more difficult to control. A slight stimulation and provocation were enough to ignite the violence and cruelty in his heart.

Zhan Lan, Erona and others leaned against the windowsill, exploring and viewing the surrounding environment through this small window. The soft and faint light made their faces look so quiet and beautiful.

Yang Zheng and Feng Haitao stood quietly in the dark corner at the innermost side. The silence and death aura made this already extremely dark corner look particularly glowing.

Wang Xiaozhi, Li Qianbai, Luo Gandao, and the artificial guards sat around the dining table on the left. Although the number of people in their small group was not small, they still felt so out of place in this slightly narrow environment.

As for Lin Feng, he sat upright on the old Grand Master's chair on the right, and the abyss entrenched around him, which made the entire space look a bit distorted.

Although the environment is not very good, compared with the slums among the evil forces, this simple guest room is already very good. However, the quality of the newcomer this time is quite not very good compared to before: a middle-aged man with a brand-name suit with a fat body wrapped in fat like a rice dumpling leaf, who is nearly forty years old, but still exposes the body with a large piece of white meat, exposing large pieces of white meat naked, and a little girl with a thick layer of powder on her face, a thin man who was tortured to the late stage by drug addiction, and a teenager who was overly indulged in, with his cheeks and eye sockets deeply sunken.

Needless to say, Lin Feng and others, Wang Xiaozhi and Li Qianbai, who were in urgent need of alliances, also lost interest in these five newcomers. The original intention of winning over was completely dispelled. They closed their eyes again and leaned against the wall without moving.

"The person chosen by the Lord God is a little too good. No wonder Brother Wang and Brother Li attach so much importance to me. It turns out that this is the case every time a newcomer is."

Luo Gandao widened his eyes and thought in surprise that the indifference on the faces of the Zhongzhou team was understood by him to be accustomed to it after seeing it too many times, his trust in Li Qianbai has increased a lot. If the newcomer is really of this level every time, then a person like him who has some specialties is really precious and scarce.

However, what he did not realize was that as a reincarnation team gradually approached improvement, the value and role of the newcomers will continue to decrease. For the current Zhongzhou team, even the soldier kings in the special forces team will almost never have their current strength in this life. Moreover, since there are mercenaries and killers, or even high-quality newcomers with surreal power, it is not surprising that these newcomers far below the average level will appear.

Although sometimes the appearance does not have much connection with its essential strength, this time the Zhongzhou team did not make any mistakes in judgment. Ordinary people will gradually wake up within one minute. The worse the physical fitness, the longer it takes. These five people gradually wake up until the protective light curtain is about to disappear.

"Welcome to the world of the Lord God. How did you come from? What is the world here? The Lord God has already been reflected in your mind. What you need to know now is that this is a death arena full of crises. Powerful power, overwhelming power, and the most prosperous and luxurious voices and colors are all within your fingertips. As long as you fight hard enough, you can even enter the unique realm of gods and demons, and put the whole world under your feet."

When these five newcomers woke up, Lin Feng still used the same blasphemous words to test it. As a result, the five newcomers did not even have any resistance in their hearts. They fell into the control of sin directly under the erosion of filthy power. With the intention of using waste, they were also planted with traces of sin.

When these bodies dominated by desire left the guest room with a fanatical and greedy gaze, the people of the Zhongzhou team slowly stood up. The task information given by the main god this time was very similar to the last time, and only a simple line of text was displayed: "After the preceptor camp or the demon camp within the specified time, join one of them, if you fail, you will be erased. The remaining time: 05:55:19."

"Is it really interesting to vote for the title, hehehe..."

The madman said with a smile in a trembling trembling that his career in reality made him a camp choice no stranger. If you want to gain the trust of one camp, you just need to take the head of a senior official in another camp. Since ancient times, this has been the simplest and most effective method.

Everyone had no meaning to this. After thinking for a while, Zhan Lan slowly said: "The plot characters in the Shushan Chuan world naturally cannot know our true strength. The candidate for the title of the title may directly determine its status and power in the camp. However, is this title of title treated as a personal task or a team task more appropriate?"

After pausing, she continued: "If our Zhongzhou team regards as a sect of random cultivators, it is not impossible to surround the leader of the righteous path. It is very likely to be on par with the demon giants, but it will also be regarded as a huge goal. Not only is it very likely to be plotted without knowing it, but there will also be many unchanging in this complex demon camp. However, if it is broken into pieces, it will lead to a decline in status and voice. In this way..."

Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a strange look at Zhan Lan, and after a glance at Zhan Lan, he said calmly: "It is not a wise note to expose himself in front of these old demons. Moreover, in one camp, only one right of voice is enough, and they are not qualified to be above me. Moreover, if they jointly encircle and suppress, even the head of Emei probably cannot provide too many reward points. After joining the magic camp, all you need to do is to hide yourself as much as possible and stand in the camps of different old demons, so that you can maximize the advantages of the magic."

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Chapter completed!