Lord of the People: My explosion rate is 100%

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Uncle Feng's body froze.

next second.

He saw a dog-headed soul holding a black and red death scythe flying straight towards him from a distance.

Uncle Feng's lord Tong Kong shrank.

Although he has never encountered a soul reaper.

But at this moment.

The intuition from the descendant of the gods made him feel that he would never be able to beat the opponent.

He turned to run.

But Maris is faster.

I saw that he quickly came to Lord Uncle Feng, waved his sickle without hesitation, and chopped it down at his neck.

boom!

A wisp of divine pattern formed by wind-eroded divine power quietly lit up on the body of Lord Uncle Feng.

Masri's attack on the death scythe was actually blocked by the divine pattern.

"The divine protection given to me by Father God has been triggered."

"It only triggers to protect me when I'm about to die."

"Aren't I dead without it?"

Lord Uncle Feng was shocked.

Then I regretted it in my heart.

He still has the Territory Rebirth Order in his hand.

This divine protection can completely stay in reality to save his life.

I didn't expect it to be used in a place like the Lord's Battlefield.

at this moment.

He felt better than dead.

His face was a little ugly, and he looked at Masli in front of him with some trepidation.

Then he waved his hand violently.

God-born blood skill - soul-eating kamikaze!

call--

A pale white wind suddenly blew.

This pale white wind is mixed with the divine power of the God of Wind Erosion.

Although Maris is a silver superior, he was blown away for more than a mile under the soul-eroding kamikaze that contained divine power.

Zhou Zhou immediately asked about the situation of the other party.

After learning that Maris was unharmed, he was relieved.

It is worthy of being a god-level unit that regards the soul as a slave.

In the face of this kind of soul-like attack with divine power, he was not injured at all.

Then he looked at Lord Uncle Feng.

I saw the lord raise his hands again.

"wind!"

"Gale!"

he called out.

Hu~hu~hu~

More Soul Devouring Kamikazes appeared.

They cover the sky and cover the sun, like a white storm that destroys the world.

next second.

This world-destroying storm slanted directly towards Scorching Sun City.

Zhou Zhou didn't even have time to use the 'out of the battlefield' clothing feature of the battlefield veteran, and was submerged in this soul-eroding storm composed of divine power.

see this scene.

Lord Uncle Feng, who controlled the soul-eroding kamikaze, was shocked.

"How many demigods died in this death market..."

"Why are there so many masterless divine power left behind?"

Lord Uncle Feng clicked his tongue a little.

He glanced at the Scorching Sun City that was slowly disappearing, but he didn't feel any joy in his heart.

Although he won this qualifying race.

But it cost him a chance for divine protection.

The number of divine protection is limited.

Those are all his trump cards to save his life in the real lord struggle.

As a result, he lost once because of a diamond-level lord ranking.

No wonder he was happy.

Lord Uncle Feng shook his head, and then disappeared into the Lord's Battlefield together with the Spirit of Wind Erosion and Uncle Fengcheng.

……

"I lost."

In Scorching Sun City.

Zhou Zhou frowned slightly as he looked at the Territory Resurrection Order, which had already lost a part of the space ring, and then quickly unfurled it.

It's okay to lose.

He has been winning since the black iron junior fight until now.

Although he kept telling himself that it was because he hadn't met any powerful alien lords.

But my heart is still a little floating.

It's not just him floating.

Even the soldiers of the Scorching Sun Legion under his command, as well as Bai Yun and the mature and prudent Wu Xin were a little flustered.

This is a contest between all the alien lords of the heavens and all races.

They have been winning as the lords of the human race.

In this case, it would be strange not to float.

However, the losing ranking this time knocked out their fluttering form.

At this moment, Zhou Zhou regained his mentality.

He looked at Bai Yun and the others.

At this moment, Bai Yun was still a little dazed and depressed.

It seems that he has not recovered from the failure just now.

Wu Xin had already adjusted his mentality, and looked at the situation of the scorching sun soldiers with a slight frown.

At this time, the situation of the scorching sun soldiers was similar to that of Bai Yun.

They didn't even get out of the first defeat just now.

Then he looked at Zhou Zhou.

"My lord, they need to adjust their mentality now."

"Old Wu."

"You are a professional at this."

"Let's adjust their mentality."

"It's just like this after losing a game."

"How can we face stronger alien lords in the future?"

Zhou Zhou said seriously.

"Leave it to me, my lord!"

Wu Xin nodded.

Then he went to the soldiers.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhou was not worried.

Wu Lao is the eldest general.

Nature knows how to resolve this situation.

really.

After half an hour.

When the Scorching Sun Legion reappeared in front of Zhou Zhou.

He found that these soldiers not only regained their previous high-spirited appearance, but also had a calm and tenacious temperament.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhou nodded.

"very good!"

"energetic!"

"Everyone."

"The scorching sun has never been worshiped by the world because of its short-lived brilliance."

"The continuous rising and setting of the sun, and the eternal radiance that illuminates the world are the reasons why the scorching sun is worshiped."

"A momentary failure is nothing."

"It can pave the way for better victories!"

"Isn't it just a loss?"

"We can win back better next time!"

Zhou Zhou looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice:

"Follow the lord, let's fight the lord's battlefield again."

"Yes!"

In the eyes of the soldiers, the fighting spirit was also burning.

Bai Yun and Wu Xin looked at Zhou Zhou, and there was light in their eyes.

more than an hour later.

Diamond Superior Lord Battlefield - Sacred Snow Mountain.

Accompanied by the last storm bear fell.