Chapter 510: Fortune and Misfortune Depend on Each Other

Compared with the noise outside, five hundred miles below the noisy military camp, in a magnificent palace, three strong men were drinking drinks leisurely.

"Yes, the speed is good, the strength is good, and more importantly, his cultivation method that favors strength has almost reached the state of great success."

The speaker was a short man with a metallic luster all over his body and a pair of golden bat wings sprouting from his ribs.

But although he was small, his voice was like thunder.

"King Golden Bat, do you think highly of him?" The person sitting opposite the short man is more than twenty feet tall, with dragon scales all over his body, and his head looks like a dragon's head.

This man spoke very loudly, which was a bit deafening and uncomfortable for people to hear.

"Why, don't you think highly of him? King Qinglin, I dare to bet you that as long as he survives, he will definitely become the king within a hundred years!"

The Golden Bat King twisted his neck, turned to another person and said: "King Qiu Shui, otherwise, you come and be our witness, I'll bet 100,000 merit points."

The Green Scale King laughed loudly and said: "Haha, that's one hundred thousand merit points. I happen to have one million merit points in my hand. To be happy, I might as well gamble on it!"

"Okay, just bet, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" The Golden Bat King showed no stage fright.

The one they called the King of Autumn Water was actually a tall, fair-skinned, gentle and jade-like woman, with an intoxicating aura flashing in her autumn-like eyes.

But under the beautiful white skirt of King Qiu Shui, there was a snake tail that was ten feet long. At this moment, she looked like two vindictive children and said in a funny voice: "You two, you know how to do vindictiveness here!"

"If you ask me, you should also think about how to break through to the extreme in the future. Although we are kings, we are not the ultimate. When we return to our respective ethnic groups, we will still not be able to hold the power."

The woman's words calmed down both the Golden Bat King and the Green Scale King. Obviously, King Qiu Shui hit the nail on the head and hit their mark.

"The Heaven-level Divine Treasure Source is already of very little use to us. If we want to go further, there is no other way except to obtain a higher-level Divine Treasure Source." The Golden Bat King's voice contained a hint of emotion. A hint of dejection.

The Green Scale King also sighed: "Yes, although I have been fighting hard these years, I know very well that it will be difficult for me to go further."

"Okay, let's not talk about these spoilers for now. Let's talk about that kid. Let's make a bet!"

"Bet, why don't you bet!" When the Golden Bat King said this, he immediately became stubborn: "Just one million merit points!"

Luo Yunyang certainly didn't know that these people were betting on him. After he defeated the Duan Shen Hou, no one rushed towards him again, and more people looked at him with fear in their eyes.

"Mr. Luo Yunyang, please come to register with me." The person who spoke was a soft-faced man from the demi-god race. His cultivation was at the Galaxy level, but at this time, facing Luo Yunyang, he acted extremely respectful.

"I am the chief officer of the logistics camp here. Luo Er flew here and I am very happy to see you." The man from the Yashen tribe said with a smile.

Although it is registration, the process is very simple, that is, the registration is completed in an instant.

A token identifying Luo Yunyang's identity, a starry sky map, and then Luo Yunyang's communicator was connected to the base's internal communication network.

After completing this, Luo Er came and said with a smile: "Mr. Luo, your ability to defeat the Duan Shen Hou is indeed extraordinary, but I still want to remind you that it is not easy to survive in this star field!"

Luo Yunyang nodded towards Luo Er Feilin and accepted the kind reminder from the logistics battalion chief.

And just when Luo Yunyang walked out of Luol Feilin's room, thousands of people rushed towards him.

Looking at the swarm of people rushing over, Luo Yunyang's first feeling was that his attack just now was not enough, so that now, there are still people attacking him.

However, just when he started to be on guard, he heard a strong man from the Thunder Light Clan shout loudly: "Luo Shenhou, join our Thunder Team, you can get one-third of the merit points!"

"Don't listen to them, Luo Shenhou, our team from the Ya Shen Clan is the strongest. As long as you join us, our annual income will definitely be no less than 10,000 merit points!"

"Marquis Luo Shen, our Fire Team is good at attacking, and this is where you can use it. We can give you half of the merit points."

"Sixty percent, you can take 60% of these merit points, Luo Shenhou!"

Various shouts came and went. Compared with the iron-blooded killing just now, Luo Yunyang felt as if he had entered a vegetable market.

At this time, a tattered spaceship flew over from a distance, and seven or eight ragged warriors got off the spacecraft, but they looked like they were warriors who had gained a lot.

"Damn it, what are you doing? Did the gentlemen from the League of Gods headquarters get us a bunch of peerless beauties?" A handsome middle-aged man with a human face said with a smile.

Although he was joking, the man's hand was always tightly placed on the handle of his knife, as if he could draw the knife at any time.

"Haha, it's Lin Long. Grandma's is not a peerless beauty, but she is even more attractive than a peerless beauty."

The person who spoke was a warrior who looked extremely lazy. He was similar in appearance to the human race, but he had bat-like wings behind him.

"Shenhou, do you know? A Shenhou is here!" The man shouted loudly: "Moreover, this guy defeated Duan Shenhou with one punch!"

"The new Shenhou, the King's Shenhou, the most important thing is that so far, he has not joined any team!"

Before the person who spoke had finished speaking, the eyes of Lin Long and others lit up. Lin Long even yelled at his captain anxiously: "Boss, come on, this is a divine lord!"

The person they called the captain was a member of the Blue Scale King clan. He rushed forward almost like crazy: "Luo Shenhou, join us, we can give you 70% of the merit points we get every time!"

"The boss is also crazy, 70%!" A Yi clan member standing next to Lin Long muttered with some dissatisfaction.

After all, there are seven or eight of them. In normal battles, each one can only get a few percent according to their contribution.

But now, if Luo Yunyang gets 90%, then they can't get even half of it.

"Idiot, what do you know? If a god joins us, it means that we can enter more dangerous areas and gain more merit points."

"Ten times and a hundred times the income is not a problem!" Lin Long banged his companion on the head and cursed: "How come you have water in your head? From now on, those bugs or iron lumps will never be seen. We will all run for our lives!”

Speaking of this, Lin Long sighed with emotion: "This is really a battle between people and a waste of goods. When we came here, how could there be so many teams inviting us to join?"

"I think back then, we begged for many days and finally became the reserve members of our team. We were the reserve members without any benefits."

Just when Lin Long was sighing, he suddenly felt countless eyes falling on him. Just when he was full of doubts, he heard a voice suddenly say: "Are you Lin Long of the Blood Killing Dao?"

Lin Long had not heard these three words "Blood Killing Road" for an unknown amount of time. When he heard these three familiar yet unfamiliar words, Lin Long was stunned.

Immediately he turned his head and looked in the direction where he was speaking, and saw a young man looking at him.

Looking at the young man, thoughts flashed rapidly in Lin Long's mind. In an instant, he made an inference about the young man's identity. He should be a recruit recruited by the human race.

However, it is really...

Just when I was thinking that no matter what, I should help this newcomer, I heard the young man say: "I will familiarize myself with the environment in your team for the time being!"

How come this young man has such a big deal? He doesn’t know many things, and isn’t it something that a small person like him can decide?

I am still familiar with the environment here for the time being. Can I decide this matter? At the very least, I have to communicate with the captain and the others properly!

Just when he was complaining in his heart, he saw his captain, a member of the Green Scale King's clan, rushing over like an arrow from the string, with a smile on his face like a brilliant cockscomb, busy. Said: "Luo Shenhou, welcome!"

Luo Shenhou, this name seems like...

Lin Long looked at the joyful smile on his captain's face and slapped himself hard on the forehead. Oh my god, it turns out that this descendant of the human race is the divine lord that countless people are fighting for.

How is this possible? How can there be a strong man at the level of a god lord among the human race, and he has reached the level of a god lord in the galaxy realm.

And just when Luo Yunyang joined the team, in an underground palace hidden in a star hundreds of light years away, a tall robot made of metal quickly picked up a piece of information.

After carefully looking at the information, he quickly entered it into the machine in front of him.

In an instant, the news spread like crazy.

As the robot stood up, the spread information quickly began to be archived. There is not much content in the data, but the level of classification is not low.

"Luo Yunyang is from the Human Race of the Divine Alliance. He has cultivated to the second level of the galaxy realm. His strength is initially a high-level divine lord. He has great potential and has the potential of a king. He is tentatively ranked third on the must-kill list. Whoever kills him can get one million energy points."

"Archiving completed, all predators have been sent!"