Boom! Boom! Boom...

The powerful skeletons descending from the cyclone fell to the ground like meteors falling to the ground, causing dust to spread all over the sky, and everyone was waiting for the enemy.

Now, they have to fight for one battle. No matter what, they have to try their best to survive, just because they don’t want to die!

Countless skeleton legions attacked players from all directions, and even players in the mortal military zone were surrounded by countless skeletons. Before the crisis, there were always people who wanted to escape!

A famous transformed player burst into pieces and rushed into the sky. They all rushed towards the direction they came, as if they wanted to escape from the Wanbing Tomb Mountain.

"boom"

"Sizzy!"

"ah!"

The transformed players crashed into the light screen like moths to the fire. Lightning was shining everywhere, and bursts of lightning swayed on the players, screaming tragically, and the words behind them also dissipated in an instant, and soon the smog of lightning came out of them.

After the lightning disappeared, the transformed players smashed towards the ground like falling rocks, not knowing their lives or death.

Hiss

The players who were still standing on the ground took a breath in unison. It seemed that they could not escape from the Tomb Mountain of Wanbings, so they could only fight to the death!

"Everyone can get together as much as possible so that they can take care of each other!"

Shanluo said to the members of the Liming that his eyes were no longer red at this moment, but everyone could feel the indifferent temperament that emanated from him. Even Shanluo himself did not realize this. The God of Killing on his shoulder was still replenishing his literary energy, and at the same time the broken meridians in his body were also healing quickly.

Knock! Knock! Knock...

Countless skeleton soldiers walked towards the players. Their steps seemed to contain some rhythm, uniform, and the footsteps seemed to be sounding in all directions, which was shocking!

All players felt the ground trembling, and an unstoppable panic spread rapidly among the players. More and more players began to gather towards the group of players, and everyone hoped that they would have strong helpers around them.

"Ding! World Announcement: European player Caesar becomes the third player in the world to integrate text! The system hereby announces glory! This event will be recorded in the player event!"

The sudden world announcement rang in Shanluo's mind three times in a row. He was stunned. How could someone have quickly achieved the integration of words? Moreover, this player Shanluo was very familiar with him, and he was the former world's number one Caesar!

All the players who did not participate in the Wanbing Tomb Mountain discussed excitedly. As for Shanluo, he could only quickly put this matter behind his mind. The most urgent task was how to deal with the terrifying skeleton tide!

"Ma'an! Maybe I'll fall here today!"

Xie Xing spat out a mouthful of saliva and cursed in embarrassment. Looking at the endless tide of skeletons, even he felt powerless.

Not only him, but even the faces of the City God in the south of the city, Yun Jian, Meng Lei, Long Quan and others were gloomy. Their spirit grabbed his face with his right hand and made people unable to see his expression clearly, but from his constant shaking shoulders, it can be seen that his heart is not calm.

"Come on! At worst, you'll die! I haven't died in the Era of Words anyway. How can my journey to the Era of Words be considered perfect if I don't die?"

Leng Jian said cursingly, and his words made Piaoyu and Ai Qing'er laugh. Not only that, even the tension of Li Feng, star anise and the Ye Kai of Spring Night has also eased a lot.

"That's it! Haha! I haven't died yet, so I'm not afraid!"

Okayaka laughed, smiling as his hair grew rapidly, and his skin dries rapidly, his eyes turned black and his pupils turned red. It was his words that awakened and demonized!

"I didn't die at the hands of the Yanxing Guild, so I wouldn't die here either!" Liunian said coldly and arrogantly, revealing a sense of confidence in his words. He firmly believed that he could survive and be ahead of countless people!

"Damn it, I don't want to die here!" Chun Ye Kai waved the long whip in his hand and said smacking his lips.

Although Li Feng didn't say anything, his eyes looked at Piaoyu, his eyes were full of determination, and then his pupils were instantly dyed with golden color, and he was extremely handsome!

Listening to everyone's words, Shan Luo couldn't help but look at the boundless tide of skeleton soldiers. From here, it seemed like a white ocean around him, but when you look closely, there were white skeleton corpses!

Can they really last for such a tide of skeleton soldiers for forty minutes?

"According to the news from our Taiwanese player reporters, the players in Wanbing Tomb Mountain triggered a three-star-level forced mission. They must survive forty minutes in this endless skeleton soldier tide before leaving Wanbing Tomb Mountain. The situation is not optimistic, we can only bless them, alas!"

Jason said in a heavy tone that most of the audience in front of the TV have played the Era of Words and understand how terrifying the three-star-level death mission is.

The whole of China was silent, and the originally noisy communities fell silent.

Most people know that the group of players on the TV at this time are the strongest in China and even Asia. Once they die in Wanbing Tomb Mountain, the Asian region will directly fall from the top of the world's five major regions to the bottom.

Regarding the status of the entire region, all Asian players keep up with honor and disgrace, so they naturally don’t want to be suppressed by players from other regions.

"Haha! The yellow-skinned monkeys finally can't do it!"

"It's time to abdicate if you occupy the world's number one throne for so long!"

"Haha! My big Europe is the king of the world!"

"We also have players in Europe that integrate text, and their background is no less than that in Asia!"

This is the remarks at the European Era Forum, and their remarks can be seen from their excitement and gloating at this time.

"Damn it, we have no text-compliant players in the Americas yet!"

"Haha, is the Asian region finally going to sink?"

"This time, Wanbing Tomb Mountain will definitely allow the strongest group of players in Asia to stop collectively. It is said that more than 300,000 players have died in Asia. Theirs are not new players, and their strength is great!"

"Tsk tsk, God helps me in America!"

The gloating at the Americas Forum is no less than that in Europe. As for Africa and Australia, they are discussing fiercely what the future of Asia will be. Naturally, they also hope that their regions can rise, but things are contrary to their wishes and have not been able to do so.

The forums in Asia are naturally the most popular. Just kidding, this is related to their status in Asia. How can they ignore it?

"Gods, come on!"

"Damn, other regions are waiting to see us joke!"

"Loud God, don't die! You are the pillars of our Asia region!"

"You all have to live! Don't die!"

...

The players in Wanbing Tomb Mountain naturally don’t know that there are countless people shouting for them in the real world and the virtual network world. They are all nervous now, but no one gives up. None of the players who are still alive are cowards!

"Deathly!"

On the Shenming Peak, the old man Xuanyou suddenly shook his hand and shouted loudly. The sound exploded between the world and all players could hear it. The next moment, the countless skeleton soldiers accelerated, rushing towards the players at full speed, just like a white torrent attacking the players from all directions, with a terrifying momentum!

"kill!!!!"

Someone roared angrily, and the next moment, all the players began to rush towards the skeleton soldiers, each of them looked like they were looking at death!

Fight! Fight! They have to last forty minutes no matter what!

Shanluo did not set off. He turned around and looked at Ai Qing'er. His originally cold gaze instantly became gentle like water, as if he could melt everything in the world.

"I won't let you get hurt!"

He said firmly, his tone unwavering. He instantly turned into a pool of warm water in Ai Qing'er's ears, warming her originally panicked heart.

"I trust you!"

Ai Qing'er nodded heavily and said, her eyes and her eyes were intertwined, and they could understand each other's affection!

At this time, the countless skeleton soldiers crashed into the players like a white torrent, and the battle began instantly!

"Kill! Can we live people still beat these dead people?"

"Grandma, I don't believe that I can't survive!"

"Run!"

The player roared and fought with the skeleton soldiers. Various colors of literary energy filled the white ocean, and it looked so small from the perspective of the video ball.

Blood splattered all over the sky, and the bones were chopped into the air. In terms of individual soldiers' strength, the player's individual strength is still stronger!

clang! clang! clang! clang!

He held the God of Killing in his single hand and blocked Ai Qing'er. Any skeleton soldier who approached him would be cut off by his sword or directly hit him into pieces, with an extremely domineering power!

Jian Shang turned into a black whirlwind and swept through the skeleton soldiers. Wherever he passed, he could not stop him and no skeleton soldier could resist it.

The members of Dawn also showed their own sharpness, which was also very eye-catching in this ocean of white skeletons.

"The battle begins, let's pray for these strongest players in Asia. We can't lose them!"

Jason's voice was full of incitement, and all the audience's hearts tensed, and they all cheered for this group of players in their hearts.

"Bang!"

Shan Luo kicked a skeleton that attacked in front of him, and then he slashed out the God of Killing again and pierced the skeleton soldiers beside Ai Qing'er. There were too many skeleton soldiers, and even Shan Luo was in a hurry.

"boom!"

The red literary spirit suddenly exploded from behind the lonely fall, which made him so shocked that he looked back subconsciously. The red literary spirit made her purple-red hair flutter, and her beautiful face looked even more graceful at this time.

Soon, Ai Qing'er picked up a skeleton behind her with a black sword in her hand, and then she turned around and smiled at Shan Luo, her smile as bright as summer flowers:

"I'm not a vase!"

Hearing this, Shan Luo was stunned for a moment, then his lips raised and his smile was very evil. He did not reply to her because the skeleton soldiers around him had already attacked.

I will never let you fall in front of me!
Chapter completed!