Two years later, two hundred years have passed.

This time is just a small seclusion for a high-level immortal cultivator. Some changes have taken place in the world, but the impact is not great.

There is only one reason for Zhao Shi to wake up from the seclusion, that is, the system promises to give players a chance to find a world every 100 years.

Although there is a chance that we can't find it, no guild has ever encountered this situation.

The pointer on the system panel went around and around and finally stopped.

"Ding! The order was conveyed to the head of the army's spear. He took a look at it. The excitement on his face suddenly turned into a disappointment similar to Zhao Shi's, and then passed on layer by layer.

As the highest ranking military officer under Zhao Shi of the blood sea guild, he longed for war, but he longed for the war of transforming gods and so on. The war that Yuan Yingqi could become the final boss in his eyes was also similar to children's play.

Similarly, the double house attributes of the immortal cultivator and the player stack up, many players are not willing to move, there is not much motivation to fight for.

The official orders of the military department were soon issued.

"Order: the triumphant sheep and sheep Department of the third regiment of the first Xuehai division of the Xuehai group army shall immediately set out to liberate the suffering fanhuaxing human beings, and the jurisdiction and tasks of the headquarters shall be transferred in advance."

With the order issued, the division in the dark green and blue star players from the closure and mission, began to gather like ants in the sky hanging in the blood stars.

Square, a face of decadent complacent sheep standing in front of the cross plane transmission door, side is sunset three West, romantic night knife several old friends, around is the continuous gathering of players.

"Old goat"

at sunset, he poked the proud sheep beside him: "has your son been promoted to Jindan recently? Why don't we have a table and let us old friends get together

The romantic night knife discontentedly agreed: "yes, it doesn't mean enough. You, I think my big nephew has been for a long time, doesn't he treat us as friends?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Others disagree.

"It's good to be promoted to the golden elixir. Our brothers from Beiqiu county have been piling up in recent years..."

Speaking of half, sunset three West laugh mood suddenly fell down, speechless, a red eye.

Around the old players are also disappointed, the team rose inexplicably sad atmosphere, let a face excited Meng new players can not help but stop their own fighting, full of puzzled.

Two hundred years is a very special time. The life of a monk in ningzhenjing is 200 years old.

Even though the first batch of 100000 players who came in that year were elites among the elites, there was a 95% or more chance that anyone would be promoted to ningzhenjing.

But in the promotion of the golden elixir, the probability dropped sharply to only 50%.

The first group of players following Zhao Shi in Beiqiu county are the elders and lineages of them. They enjoy the cultivation conditions far more than other players. The probability of promotion to the golden elixir is about 70%, and the future is brighter.

This probability is beyond the imagination of the aboriginal friars. After all, in their eyes, the person who can be promoted to the golden elixir is already a genius and inherits the seeds from the family.

But for the players who are in it, they are friends who have been around for 200 years and die in batches, but I have nothing to do.

Of the 831 first arrivals in District 36, only 556 are left and 275 have died.

275 people!

It's not the ordinary figures in the news, but the roommates, comrades in arms and brothers who have been together for 200 years!

Zhao's seven or eight years old is not always as affectionate as he was in the past.

Buzz!

As the rabbit marshmallow, the farthest garrison of blue star, returned to the team, a blue light in front of them suddenly magnified into a portal of tens of feet in size. There were various space runes on it, and there was a faint smell of corpse coming from it.

"Line up! Assemble

Two hundred years of war let these old golden elixir players wake up from their sadness and weakness immediately, and the cold and bloody killing intention radiates outward, which makes the sprouting new players around them shiver.

Within a breath, the Taoist array is crisscrossed. Among them, 5184 people are connected with the monks in the golden elixir realm to form a huge array of blood dancing wildly. The peak monks in the yuan infant period must immediately burn their essence and blood to escape.

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