There are not many problems here in the bloody battle. A comrade stared at the live broadcast of the forum, searching for the territory you want to search for, and looking for the figure you want to search for.

"The Nine Heavens have such a good appetite?" Wang Xiaofeng looked at the two territories surrounded by Nine Heavens and wind and rain near the main city of the northern province of the Sak Kingdom. After thinking about it, he realized that it must be the gods behind the scenes. Otherwise, with the combined strength of the Nine Heavens and wind and rain, he would be more than enough to defend a territory in Jinwu City where the powerful gathered, and he would definitely not be able to get two.

At this time, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers. The gods have been operating in China for many years, and their strength and power must not be underestimated. But as far as the Zigui meeting is concerned, the God King has set up many pieces.

It can be said that the way of heaven has made the gods, and it can also be said that the gods have created the way of heaven. These two opponents who have fought for countless years have largely come from the hostility of the two. The way of heaven also has its own dark lines, but I don’t know which one of them will gain more after an hour.

After calculating, a comrade suddenly became big. These conspiracies were really not suitable for his personality, but at this time he could only drive the ducks on the shelves and rush forward with a tough bullet.

He appeared in Jinwu City, and died with the wind and ran around the moment before the territorial struggle began. No one should be worried. Especially the Nine Heavens, which he regarded as a tiger, directly sent thousands of elites to surround Wang Xiaofeng's traces. As long as a comrade leaves the city, he will kill him immediately at all costs.

Wang Xiaofeng was idle, just wanted to disgust his opponent. How could he win the guild with his own strength? He went directly to the local bishop. Bishop Randy was naturally extremely happy about Wang Xiaofeng's arrival.

The old man came out of the main gate, and when he went down the steps, he took Wang Xiaofeng's hand and refused to let go. Since the priest Sui Feng stepped into Jinwu City, Bishop Randy naturally felt a sense, but he didn't expect to come to the cathedral.

"What wind blows you, a busy man? Sit inside quickly, I'm about to watch a good show."

Old Landi pulled Wang Xiaofeng into the magnificent cathedral. It seemed that this luxury was not a sign of corruption, but a standard configuration for cathedrals in various places.

The players who had been eyeing Wang Xiaofeng were staring at each other and were about to step onto the steps of the cathedral, but were stared back by a team of Knights of Light who suddenly appeared. More than a dozen priest players claimed to enter the cathedral to find a professional mentor, and then they were let in.

But the group of people who walked in quickly could only watch as they passed by the wind, being pulled to the depths of the cathedral by the seemingly awesome old guy, and they could only move around the periphery and were not allowed to enter the depths of the cathedral.

"Brother, I'm lost, that guy entered the church."

"Then encircle the church, can he still fly? Send someone!"

When he wanted to go to the Ninth Heaven and roar, the Ninth Heaven Guild immediately took action. In response to the arrival of a certain comrade, these guys finally stopped calming down.

Each cathedral has its own architectural characteristics, with the rich religious murals and domes. I don’t know how much manpower it took to build so magnificently. Wang Xiaofeng admired the magnificence of Jinwu City Cathedral. Compared with the two, the "Huanshi Water Pavilion" of his own cathedral is not bad.

"What a good show?" Wang Xiaofeng was a little puzzled at this time. The old guy took him to a remote place. Could it be...

"Young man, don't have such dirty thoughts," Bishop Randy smiled, which made a comrade feel a little embarrassed. "It's a battle between the Apocalypse. Recently, several deserted towns surrounded by monsters have been ordered by the king to open to the Apocalypse, so that they can settle in on their own to fight against the increasingly raging group of monsters."

"Uh, look at this?" Wang Xiaofeng was stunned because Bishop Randy had already pulled him into a room with three light mirrors inside.

"Yes, just look at this. The rapid growth of the Apocalypse has allowed us to see the infinite potential of these guys. As long as they are used well, they will be the backbone of resisting the invasion of demons."

"These guys... Bishop, I am also an Apocalypse."

"Oh hehe, I almost forgot. You are different from them. You are the hope given to the Holy See by the goddess. They are just some brave and fierce outsiders."

A comrade nodded, and he heard this comfortably.

The light mirror is not as obvious as the live broadcast open to the forum, but one advantage is that you can see the invisible units of all parties. Looking at the valleys and gray figures hidden in the woods, Wang Xiaofeng suddenly felt chilled.

If he ran over to make trouble alone, he would probably be unable to move forward. The dense hunter mine formation on the ground would not be able to pass through easily.

Watch the show honestly, when did Jiuchongtian get so many thieves? Well? No, this doesn't seem to be the one from Jiuchongtian. Wang Xiaofeng watched the distribution of the power of Jiuchongtian and several other guild players in the live video broadcast on the forum. The group of thieves I just saw were not far behind the Jiuchongtian team.

"Interesting, it seems that Jiulongtian is not without opponents, but why didn't he contact them when the bloody battle?"

Wang Xiaofeng was a little confused, so he asked Bishop Randy to look closer at the thieves. Sure enough, there were a few players who forgot to hide their name information.

"Tianzhu? Are they?" Comrade Xiaofeng's eyebrows frowned at the first time. He could not forget the competitors of the studio back then. However, Tianzhu has been lying in the light camp and has never heard them appear clearly. He quietly established a guild and developed to the current situation.

If it weren't for the incident back then, Wang Xiaofeng probably would have supported a guild of mercenary nature like Tianfei. The guild is not big or small in scale, and does not engage in guild economy, and only accepts employment from player guilds.

After carefully observing the formation of the guild players of the Nine Heavens for a while, Wang Xiaofeng did not see many tricks, but he always felt that the Nine Heavens was not completely unprepared. The players of the Nine Heavens occupied the west side of the territory, and arranged troops to wait for the disappearance of the system's yellow light. The other two guilds seemed to have joined forces to occupy the north and east side of the territory, and there was no portal on the backing of the south side.

This is a territory that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there is a river not far away. The territory can develop towards the river and build a moat. Wang Xiaofeng was amazed when he saw this territory. Such an excellent geographical environment is definitely a natural place to build a base camp.

However, there are monster groups at levels 75 to 80 around. It is not too simple to expand the player's territory to the surroundings, and it requires a series of tasks and competition.

When visiting local bishops with good relationships, some necessary etiquette and entertainment were naturally indispensable. Soon several priests brought fruit plates and tea, and Bishop Randy kept talking to a comrade about these contacts between the light camp and the dark camp.

"Those hateful cultivators are too stubborn. Not only does time not make hatred indifferent, but instead brews deeper."

"These things are difficult to resolve. I have experienced them and only then did I know how much these guys hate us in the Guangming tribe."

"The reason is nothing more than some barbarians who have lost their faith." Bishop Randy sneered, then shook his head and sighed, "This power cannot be underestimated. If it cannot be used well, it will be a loss to the Dawn Continent."

"How did the cultivators reproduce without saints?" This was something that Wang Xiaofeng had been wondering about, but Old Randy could only smile bitterly and shake her head, indicating that this question was too profound.

Looking at the little disappointment in Wang Xiaofeng's eyes because he could not get the answer, Bishop Randy couldn't help but sigh at the magic of this young man. "These questions can only be asked about the wise and wise saints, and I'm afraid only he can know the answer."

"Where is the eternal burning head? Why is the existence of a cultivator?" Wang Xiaofeng closed his eyes for a while, but he couldn't figure out the background of these games. The ancestor of the undead should have been opened into a player dungeon in the long-lasting future, or the plot of that dungeon will have answers to these questions.

Back to the point, Wang Xiaofeng led the topic to the battle between the Apocalypse. After looking at the territorial scenes scheduled for his guild and bloody battle, and after repeatedly confirming that there would be no problems, what he is thinking about now is how to add a lottery to the Nine Heavens.
Chapter completed!