"The third battle has finally begun."
All the creatures became excited.
For a moment, this area seemed to be boiling.
Whether it was the orcs, the extraterritorial forces, or the casual cultivators, they were all excited to the extreme at this moment, and everyone felt extremely excited.
After entering the Soul King's Tomb for so long, the final battle has finally arrived.
"Senior Tomb Spirit, I have something unclear."
At this time, the elder brother of the Nine-Headed Holy Golden Lion Clan came out.
"Speak."
The Judgment Tomb Spirit looked solemn.
"How can we orcs participate in the war if we don't have the Fountain of Eternal Life?"
For the orcs, this is their real difficulty.
After all, in the battle for the second area, they are the most fierce.
The elites all entered the Changsheng Palace, but no one came out alive.
"The rules of the third area have changed.
You can participate in the battle without the guidance of the Fountain of Life."
Judgment Tomb Spirit said.
"boom" For a moment, all the creatures present exploded again.
This is such exciting news.
It means that all their major forces will have the opportunity to enter and fight.
According to Judgment Tomb Spirit, each force can select some elite personnel to enter it, with the upper limit of one thousand people.
This is definitely a dream for those who have not obtained the Fountain of Eternal Life.
Judging from the current situation, there are a total of six camps present, divided into extraterritorial, orc, casual cultivator, Ji Zilong, Jun Hao, and Yun Zhongyang.
The total number of participants in the battle can be a thousand, which means that each side can have a general.
There are more than a hundred people in the team, but there are only three people on Ji Zilong's side, while Jun Hao and Yun Zhongyang are both alone.
Based on this calculation, other forces can actually bring more people in.
After all, Ji Zilong, Jun Hao and Yun Zhongyang are far from enough.
Thinking of this, the strength of the orcs and the forces outside the territory are immediately ready to move.
In such a war, they will definitely select the most elite forces, and let as many people on their side participate in the war as possible.
With more strength, it is likely to change the entire world.
War situation.
"A total of 198 people from the extraterritorial forces can participate in the battle, 660 people from the orc force can participate in the battle, and up to three people from the Ji Zilong force can participate in the battle.
Spiritual weapons are not included.
Jun Hao and Yunzhong Yangfang each have one person. , you can also form a team freely, and the remaining number of people will be filled by the casual cultivator camp."
But the Judgment Tomb Spirit seemed to see through the thoughts of the strong men of each religion, and instantly interrupted their plan.
Helpless, all the strong men could only give up.
In total, there were exactly a thousand people, and they began to select people in their respective camps.
"Sure enough, the sky has eyes."
On the casual cultivator side, all the strong men were excited, and each of them felt that they saw hope.
Although the last battle was tragic, the opportunities contained in it were also unprecedentedly huge.
"Who is going?"
But then, the casual cultivators felt a headache, and the opportunity had come, but the opponents were all extremely abnormal existences, and they were afraid that they would lose their lives to enjoy it.
Although the Judgment Tomb Spirit just said that only one person can win this battle, But it does not say that everyone else must die, but such a rule is doomed to a narrow escape for those who go in.
"What a fuss, I'll go."
But in the end, some people couldn't calm down and decided to go.
Someone took the lead, and others immediately followed.
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Soon, a large group of people came out of the casual cultivator side.
After adjusting on the spot, they walked aside alone and began to discuss strategies.
In the distance, Jun Hao and Yun Zhongyang closed their eyes and meditated in their respective areas.
The tomb spirits of Judgment were demarcated by tombstones to isolate all forces.
It was impossible to fight at this moment.
"hey-hey" Ji Zilong grinned and cast his eyes on the Sky Judgment Tomb Spirit.
He found that there was an inconspicuous scorch mark on the corner of the Judgment Tomb Spirit's clothes.
"If the rules suddenly change, something big must have happened."
Jun Tong tried to deduce the reason from the ruling tomb spirit, but all he felt was chaos, and something seemed to be deliberately covered up so that he could not see it.
"Anyway, it's better to be careful."
Seeing that all the major forces were selecting their own personnel, the Holy Fire Lingdeng also said cautiously.
While he was talking, he heard a muffled sound in his ears.
Ji Zilong actually set up another pot here.
With quick hands and feet, he quickly got everything ready, and even put the Holy Fire Lamp in it without any explanation.
Guo Zheng, let him live.
"Qier, come here and help me, brother will prepare delicious food for you."
Ji Zilong waved to Wu Qier in the sky.
"What's delicious?"
When Wu Qier heard that there was something to eat, he immediately jumped over to it.
"Hehe" Ji Zilong grinned and said, "Go and wash these sixty emerald scorpions, and then use these big iron skewers to skewer them.
There will be exactly twenty of them per person.
Let's grill them and eat them."
When Wu Qier saw that Ji Zilong actually wanted to cook in person, he immediately danced with his hands and feet.
On the side, Jun Tong smiled slightly when he saw this scene.
Considering the hardship and danger of this last battle, he also decided to relax, so he came over and said to Ji Zilong: "Zilong, can you let me help?"
Ji Zilong turned back, glanced at Jun Tong, and then said: "These three big black bears, you use my great halberd to chop off their claws, let's steam them and eat them, oh yes, there are also these deer whips and so on.
They have to be washed before stewing.”
"Haha, okay" Jun Tong left.
Looking at Jun Tong's busy back, Ji Zilong suddenly felt sad.
During the Gentlemen's Alliance's annihilation battle, as the leader of the Lingmu Mansion of the Gentlemen's Alliance, Jun Tong persisted until he was the last person left.
Although he survived by chance in the end, he lost both of his hands.
His legs now rely on spiritual energy for support when walking and moving, allowing his body to float in the air.
Although it looks simple, it is very inconvenient.
"I need to give Senior Brother Juntong a pair of legs."
Ji Zilong thought in his mind.
He had already thought about this plan, but he never knew where to start.
"Jianhuo, use more firepower, I'm going to make the soup."
Ji Zilong shouted loudly.
Then, Ji Zilong began to demonstrate his cooking skills under the gaze of many creatures.
Various cooking methods, such as steaming, deep-frying, stir-frying, stewing, and braised, looked very appetizing. , it has just been cooked, but people already have the urge to go there and have a big meal right away.
This alluring fragrance made both the casual cultivators and outsiders feel unbearable.
"Beasts, beasts."
But as for the beast tribe, they were beating their chests and cursing wildly at this moment.
Seeing their own kind being skinned and dirty by Ji Zilong, then chopped into pieces and thrown into the pot, either fried or steamed, this scene even made some timid spirit beasts couldn't help but tremble.
"It's too cruel."
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A spiritual beast said while holding back tears.
It doesn't matter if you kill my kind, but if you eat them in front of us spiritual beasts, it's really unreasonable.
This kind of behavior is no different from that of a demon.
"Ji Zilong, there will be a battle later, and we will definitely kill you without a place to bury you."
The elder brother of the Nine-Headed Holy Gold Lion Clan, whose eyes were splitting, suddenly saw that one of his own clan was actually being cooked by Ji Zilong.
The lion's head was broken, and he was immediately furious
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