Chapter 677 The Big Guys Gather Together

The dark night was now as bright as day.

Players released skills and magic continuously, and the black night was colorfully set off by colorful magic.

On the scorched earth, the flames of war were spreading, blood was burning, and the roars of the players were mixed together, shaking people's hearts.

The entire God and Demon Cemetery, with Jiutian as the center, was a melee of more than 100,000 top elites. That scene was absolutely rare in the world.

The official live broadcast room was broadcast live throughout the whole process. At this moment, tens of millions of viewers had poured into the official live broadcast room of Yulongyin, focusing on this extremely spectacular moment in the Yulongyin area.

The text box with a six-hour countdown, every jump of the number touched people's hearts.

Of course, although these hundreds of thousands of people came for Long Teng'ao and Jiutian, it did not mean that hundreds of thousands of people could beat Jiang Bai and others at the same time.

Otherwise, the entire Jiutian would be reduced to ashes in an instant, without even a slag left.

Because units cannot overlap, even if people are crowded together, these hundreds of thousands of people have to cover thousands of square meters. The number of people who can really hit the innermost is actually not as many as it seems on the surface.

And these hundreds of thousands of people will never line up like prostitutes to wait for technicians. Since the latecomers can't squeeze in, what should they do?

There is only one answer.

That is to fight!

As long as they are not from this guild, they will fight to death. The number of people will only decrease. Whoever can be left in the end will be the winner.

So the scene is extremely chaotic at this time, and its tragic degree is even worse than when the map was just opened. It can be seen with the naked eye that the number of online players in the battlefield officially announced is decreasing at a rate of four digits per year.

This is a good thing for Jiang Bai and his team. The more chaotic the scene, the more favorable the situation is for them.

At the beginning, the first wave of people who came could still target Jiang Bai and Long Tengao, but now they have completely forgotten what they should do. They just know who will hit him.

So for a while, no one focused on Jiutian, and everyone went to fight each other.

"Hey, hey, hey! Brothers, you're from Jiutian, why are you hitting me?"

"All the people from Jiutian have run away, use your skills on the coordinates of Long Teng'ao!"

"Brothers, brothers, stop first, retreat first, it's too chaotic here, if we stay any longer, we won't get the token and we'll all die."

The chaotic scene was so chaotic that no matter how the commander shouted, it was useless. It was already out of control.

As for the people from Jiutian, the original more than 700 people had been dispersed by the thousands of troops.

Some died and some were injured. Even with all kinds of buffs, the fierce firepower was enough to melt them in an instant.

But now these casualties didn't matter. Everyone stared at the owner of the token. From the countdown to now, fifteen minutes later, the owner of the token was still Long Teng'ao.

At this moment, he was following Jiang Bai's ass. Jiang Bai was killing people in front of him, Lu Chen and Zuo'an and other powerful tanks were constantly providing support on the left, Wuzui Buyi was covering fire on the right, and Klee and other big healers were constantly supplying supplies in the back.

Although it was chaotic, it must be said that Long Teng'ao had reached the peak of his life at this time, enjoying the treatment he would never dare to enjoy in his life.

As for the other brothers, Jiang Bai really couldn't take care of them at this moment, and could only pray for good luck.

"Where is Momo? Where is Momo? I want Momo to heal me, your healer is not good enough!"

Long Teng'ao protested and howled, but in return, I was given a big bag by the Buyi.

Jiang Bai was happy to kill.

The extremely dense crowd was exchanged for the heaven-defying killing power of [Dragon of the Underworld].

With the blessing of various buffs, Jiang Bai, who had nearly 20,000 attack power, could deal at least 30,000 damage with one shot of the Dragon of the Underworld.

Coupled with the already fully stacked [Kill Continuous] buff, the damage doubled again, and the [Dragon of Hell] at this time had a bit of the meaning of destroying the world.

Not to mention the squishy profession, even the top tanks could not bear it. After a dragon attack, they would either be left with little health or die suddenly. There was no third possibility.

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Even if it was a battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people, Jiang Bai was still the most dazzling and invincible star in the entire battlefield.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage took off.

Let me touch it: "The one who can summon the black dragon is [Empty City Old Dream], right? Damn, a group damage skill starts at 60,000. I really can't imagine how terrifying this guy's panel attack is."

My sister-in-law doesn't like to wear underwear: "Such a high group damage, it is certain that the minimum is a 3S skill with a 7 or above enhancement!"

Love that hair: "Yulongyin is not okay. In this big melee, if you don't get the token and die first, then the empty city old dream will be so funny! There is not even an organization?"

Hot-mouthed Xiaoxin: "Don't worry, someone will definitely come forward, but not now. Don't you see that there are still more than 100,000 people on the battlefield? When the number of people is stable, it is estimated that those big guys will come forward."

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Hot-mouthed Xiaoxin is right.

Some big guys from top guilds did not end up at this time.

They just watched from a distance.

On a small hill not far from the battlefield, the IDs that were well-known in Yulongyin gathered together at this moment.

The guild leader of Shushan, Yijianpiaoyao, is a middle-aged man with a long sword.

The guild leader of Xingshen Temple, Zhan Wushuang, carries a giant axe, has sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and is very handsome.

The guild leader of Liming, Ye Zhi Long Xiao!

[Heaven] Guild President, [Satan]!

[Misty Rain] Guild President, [A Touch of Jiangnan], a graceful woman wearing a black veil.

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Just these IDs are enough to make people excited, because these names are all famous in the Yulongyin area, and everyone must look up to them.

Zhan Wushuang: "Piaoyao, it's not a big deal to let brothers continue to kill like this, right? No one will benefit in the end!"

Swinging his sword, he said: "Haha, let's fight first. There are still many people anyway, so don't worry!"

Satan: "It's all bullshit. Everyone knows what you're here for. It's not good for you to be so pretentious, Piaoyao."