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Meng Fei didn’t expect the killing and robbery to be so great as to rob around this stone platform. He couldn’t help but look at the big fellow in front of him in surprise.
What do you want?
What other song can it be that a big man will let you enter the killing city without asking you to kill a hundred points?
A hundred killings is not much.
But when you think about it, Meng Fei immediately knows that it is wrong.
It is said that the killing point is that it takes a hundred strands of soul energy to condense a killing point. Soul energy is the purest and most warm energy in the world, and everyone can absorb and expand their soul.
Meng Fei, who has been smoking Qianling Mineral successively, has experienced several life-and-death wars in the battlefield of the undead, and finally strayed into a mysterious bone temple, which has promoted him to the realm of refining gods.
And the consumption of killing points is only tens of thousands.
It’s a great gain to get a hundred killing points without considering their loss of life without considering the adventure when a new person enters here.
In other words, this big fellow is going to get a novice without knowing his family background. This greed is not small.
But now his killing points have all been transformed into souls, which can be absorbed and refined by him. Several bone weapons are pointed at himself, and if he doesn’t obey, he is afraid that he will be stabbed into a sieve by the other party in a second.
But I don’t know what Meng Fei suddenly came to the little dragon mouse in his mind.
Hearing this sentence, he suddenly took out a cold stab from his arms and stabbed the big fellow.
The big fellow didn’t expect that he would suddenly be shocked. Seeing the white light flashing is a kind of energy shield in front of him.
Meng Fei looked at the white energy shield and immediately transferred the cold stab to several people behind him, and even a few thorns were all in front of this energy shield.
Hey, hey, smile. Meng Fei replied with a cold stab and smiled lightly. However, this land is not allowed to attack each other. I told you, every newcomer will be robbed like this when they come here. How can they live?
That Han didn’t expect Meng Fei to look at this place so quickly. After all, he shook his head in a self-effacing way. Ma didn’t expect to be killed. Yes, killing is not allowed in dozens of miles. You are lucky to save those killing points and buy yourself a coffin.
Several swindlers didn’t succeed in bluffing. At the same time, they put up their bone weapons and spat at the ground. A guy with a wretched appearance said, it’s really fucking unlucky to stay here for a few days before waiting for a person to get any benefits. How can you live in the future?
Another person said that this guy is also a malicious character who dares to take the initiative to attack us. He doesn’t know the rule that no attacks are allowed near the stone platform. I think he is determined that even without this rule, he will let us recklessly.
Kind of a brave guy
That may not be able to live here for long.
How can we live without killing points in this fucking killing city? There is less and less energy in our mind. If we don’t get some killing points to recharge, we will soon be past our wits.
A total of several people, holding each other, took up their weapons and walked towards the city. It seems that the robbery failed and they were disheartened.
This stone platform, including the stone path that may lead to the killing city, is not allowed to kill each other, even if there are more people.
Moreover, once these newcomers enter the city, the power in the city will be completely divided, and they will not be able to drink soup at that time.
Meng Fei felt a slight movement in his heart. The Chinese song cried, Hey, I want to ask you about this killing city. If your news is valuable, I can give you some killing points to supplement your soul.
The big fellow looked back at Meng Fei and saw that he was sincere. He finally laughed. It’s a small calculation. You are smart enough to kill 30 points. I will answer whatever you ask. I can even give you my own life.
Meng Fei laughs. I don’t need your life. Tell me your name first.
My name is Huang Yitian, and these are my brothers. We are not interested in having a drink. This killing city is the most special place in the battlefield of ghosts and gods. The lifestyle here is almost the same outside. The only difference is that the currency here is the killing point.
In this place, you can buy ten better wines at a killing point, which is very cheap. I think you are so small, so clever and generous. Maybe you won a lot, so you shouldn’t care about this killing point.
You don’t care about leading the way ahead, do you? Meng Fei, hey, hey, a smile, a dispute in my heart
He’s new here, and if he doesn’t find an acquaintance to lead the way, he’s like a headless fly in here, and he’s afraid of how to die. Chapter 117 The Law of the Jungle.
Three days later.
Killing a hidden forest outside the city, a boy in a black robe slowly looked up at the stone path, and occasionally the figure passed by. After a slight hesitation, he lifted his foot and walked towards the gate.
The pace of a black-robed teenager is not fast, and then if you observe it carefully, you can find that every time a black-robed teenager falls into his shape, he will move forward a distance of nearly several meters.
The scene is still in a small teleport, which is generally quite strange.
This black-robed teenager from the forest is Meng Fei, who robbed and inquired about the situation that day and hid in the jungle to refine some necessary pills.
During these three days, he also learned a lot about killing the city.