Chapter 562 Holy War

On the gray wasteland at the junction of the throne saint and the territory of the blood shadow saint, there is a lot of magic and the sound of killing.

More than a thousand miles wide to the wilderness, all of which are divided into battlefields. Countless subordinates, upper races, and some holy clans are fighting in this vast killing field. There is no difference between life and death!

There are fighting figures in the high air, in mid-air, and on the ground. There is everything from the magic elixir period to the virtual period!

Zhao Di and Jin Yu followed Jin Ling and floated high into the sky, watching this unprecedented scene from afar.

In a moment, Zhao Di was very puzzled, because he found that although the number of people participating in the war was large, there were more people watching the battle, and all the people who fought were one-on-one two-two battles, and did not find a melee. Therefore, although the scene was extremely magnificent, the order was better.

And the two people who fought for life and death were quite close to each other in cultivation. Zhao Di glanced at it and found no example of too much difference in cultivation.

"This kind of jihad, once every seven or eight hundred years, is about the same as the longevity of a younger generation in the magic elixir period. In other words, even a subordinate has a chance to participate in the holy war in his life. Jin Ling saw Zhao Di's doubts and explained patiently.

Jin Yu's face showed excitement. In such a grand scene, tens of thousands of life-and-death battles were held at the same time, which had overwhelmed him. In addition, the existence of several more refining periods was also fighting fiercely. On the battlefield, there was an exciting drum, all of which made Jin Yu's blood boil.

"The jihad is like this, two pairs, life and death fight, there is no melee? In the end, how to calculate the victory or defeat of our clan and the blood shadow clan? Zhao Di asked Jin Ling that the jihad is related to the division of the ownership of a large area at the junction of the two races, involving a large number of resources and the sovereignty of many upper and lower demons, which is a major event for the two races.

Jin Ling nodded, pointed to these ongoing battles, and said carefully, "Yes, jihad is a one-on-one life-and-death battle. However, only monks of the same rank and status are allowed to fight. The magic elixir monks of the lower clan can only fight against the magic elixir monks who are also the lower clan. The upper clan fights with the upper clan, and the opponents of our members of the holy clan are only the blood shadow clan. "Before the battle, everyone has to get a token. Different cultivations and different identities, the tokens that can be received are completely different. Everyone fights with opponents of the same level with tokens. After victory, they can capture the other party' A subordinate token is equivalent to a victory of a subordinate. Generally speaking, one side of the upper class Yuanying monk token is equivalent to ten lower clan battles, and the battle in the Huashen period is more valuable; the first battle between the holy clans is equivalent to at least one hundred battles between the lower clans. The higher the cultivation of the two sides participating in the war, the greater the value of this game.

"The jihad will last for a whole year. During this period, no less than millions of people from both sides will fight a life-and-death war here. Most of them will eventually fall here! Finally, according to the tokens won, the two sides added their value to determine the victory or defeat, division of territory and resources. "So many demons will die in the holy war." Zhao Di was shocked by the words, but he saw that most of the upper and lower clans under him were eager to try, and only a few People are worried, or worried or frightened.

Obviously, these people are not forced to participate in the war. As far as he knows, most of the soldiers who participate in the jihad are voluntary.

As if to see through Zhao Di's thoughts, Jin Ling smiled and said, "Most of these soldiers participated in the war voluntarily. For those monks who can't break through the bottleneck of cultivation, this is undoubtedly a good opportunity to seek a breakthrough. For some people who are ambitious and extremely confident in their own strength, it is also a rare opportunity for them to step into the upper class and the holy class in one fell swoop. "Anyone who wins ten lower clan tests will automatically get the status of the upper clan; and whoever wins ten games in the battle of the upper race will also Be absorbed by my holy family and become a member of my holy family!"

"Even if you are an ordinary member of the holy clan, if you can win three games in a row, you can enter the core clan class and have the highest status. "Every time there is a holy war, our holy clan will absorb a lot of talents, and the name of the holy war also comes from this." "Even if you don't have much confidence The token will also be handed over with a lot of rewards, which is a great wealth for these upper and lower clans. Jin Ling's words made Zhao Di suddenly realize and understand the general situation of the current war.

"I don't know how much is the value of the first battle at the taro level?" Jin Yu said with the corners of his mouth.

Jin Ling was stunned, and then laughed and said, "Never be in a thousand battles. However, in the jihad, there is no such thing as the confrontation between the Sons. The Holy King asked you two to come here, not to participate in the war, but to feel the awareness and belief of our demon warriors in order to become stronger and do not hesitate to fight for life and death!

"In addition, there are always some elites whose strength is far beyond the same level in the jihad, and some fierce battles that have been passed down through the ages. These may be very rare opportunities for you to watch the war, and may also be of great help to the two of you. Zhao Didi nodded repeatedly and said, "What Lord Ling said, After just looking at it for a moment, I felt that my blood was boiling, and my eyes were broadened a lot!"

Jin Yu looked regretful and shook his head and said, "It's a pity that after all, it's still a personal experience to get a deeper experience. Jin Ling smiled and said a word, and continued to drift slowly on this battlefield that is thousands of miles wide but I don't know how long it is.

In the rear of both sides of the war, there are some extremely high-cultivated beings. Zhao clearly sensed that there are many extremely high-cultivated golden and thin holyxis not far away.

Presumably there is a similar situation in the rear of the Blood Shadow family.

There are also many monks in specific costumes who shuttle back and forth between battlefields. They are monks who are responsible for issuing tokens, recording battle results, and inspecting the battlefield to deal with accidents.

"Wow!" Zhao Di suddenly shouted softly and stared at a battle under him with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

Jin Yu followed Zhao Di's eyes and saw a girl in her early twenties there, who was using two flashing flying knives and magic weapons, fighting with a slightly fat middle-aged man with a huge sword as black as ink.

"It's just an ordinary Shang clan battle. How could Brother Jin Shi be interested?" Jin Yu looked at it for a moment and asked with a frown.

"How come, do you know one of them?" Jin Ling also asked out that if he was not interested in the battle itself, he was probably interested in the people fighting.

Zhao Di did not hide it. He nodded with a smile and said, "I did meet an old friend, but I didn't expect to meet him here at this time. Zhao Di stopped high in the sky and silently watched the battle under him.

Jin Ling in front of him also slowed down and stopped without urging Zhao Di.

"Who is his old friend? Most of them are the upper man on behalf of his own clan.

" Jin Yu stopped not far from Zhao Di and also watched the battle down, guessing in his heart.

At present, the way of fighting on the battlefield is a typical competition between the magic cultivation of the treasure refining clan. The two of them stand far apart, sacrificing their own magic weapons, and competing with each other's magic weapons.

Among these two, the girl is a weak and abnormal appearance, wearing a delicate armor. Obviously, the woman has not undergone any quenching exercise. Although her opponent is fat, her exposed shoulders are also muscle knotted, and she also emits a very faint black light. It seems that she has specially refined the body, but In terms of refining the body, it is still far from the holy clan, but it is also barely a superior clan with physical treasures.

After a rather martyred fight between the two, the girl finally relied on the advantage of the magic weapon to kill all the half-baked body treasures and took the storage bags on the other party's body.

"Let's go!" Zhao Di sighed and continued to drift towards Jin Ling in different colors.

The three then continued to fly forward slowly. Jin Yu shook his head and nodded at the battle that had just ended: "The cultivation method of the upper clan is too stupid! It turns out that they all rely on magic weapons to divide the winners and losses. If anyone accidentally gets a powerful magic weapon, won't he become a powerful master in the middle of the night? The real strength is the strong body and magic power. The magic weapon and magic treasure are just things outside the body, which can only be icing on the cake!"

Zhao Di smiled and said nothing. Jin Yu was mainly trained by the Four Holy Kings since he was a child. Naturally, he could not feel the helplessness of insufficient cultivation resources.

Whether it is the lower clan or the upper clan, the choice of different cultivation methods is ultimately due to the limitation of resources, not natural stupidity, knowing that there is a more powerful magic power, but not to practice.

The body refining magic power of the golden shy family is indeed very strong, but the treasures consumed are also amazing. The monks of the upper class can't do it at all. If they just practice some fur, just like these half-year-aged people, they will draw tiger dogs, and the final gains outweigh the losses!

The three of them flew all the way and watched the battle from afar. Occasionally, when they met the confrontation of high-level monks, they would stay for a while and watch the battle carefully.

In so few days, Zhao Di has witnessed thousands of demons killed in the battle. This strange holy war of good order and fighting is no less tragic than any form of melee!

On this day, suddenly a golden light flew to Zhao Di and other three people who were continuing to tour the battlefield like this.

As soon as the golden light restrained, there appeared a golden thin man who also had a cultivation in the refining period. He arched his hand to Jin Lingyi and said, "Brother Jin Ling, the Great Holy King summoned Brother Jin Ling and the two holy sons. Please go quickly!"