Each national server sends out a hundred people, and ten national servers are exactly a thousand people. Each person represents a quota. The more you kill, the more quota you get.

Because the fourth-level gang has opened channels between countries, the rankings between the national servers are shared, and the top ten are not allowed to participate. That is because everyone is a person with identities, so naturally they are unwilling to compete for these things by themselves, and they are unwilling to show their trump card immediately. After all, when it comes to the competition in the Immortal Palace, only if others don’t know your trump card can you achieve unexpected results...

"Han Junzi, you guys are also joining in. We must earn more places for our South Korea." A very handsome man next to Lan Yaoji nodded, then glanced at the major gangs behind him and began to select the top 100 places.

Kakarov of the United States looked at the ten white-winged men behind, "You are just outside the hundred. You must kill more this time, and our goal must reach at least 30%.

"Yes, sir."

Egypt and India also began to send out powerful characters beyond ten. Each country sent out a hundred people, and China also had a hundred strong men.

"Monk, I'm here too." Young Marshal Long Yin looked at the editor monk, and the girl named Bai Ling behind him also walked out. "Brother, I'll go too."

"Okay, this time it's for our China, you have to perform well."

On the Yanlong Gate, Lizi, Jiahe, Gudao, and even Lonely also came out.

"This time, our Huaxia District must establish its authority among this group of people." A burly man next to him was full of fighting spirit.

"Ahu. Let's see who killed more?" Lonely smiled.

"good"

The burly man's eyes flashed slightly, full of fighting spirit.

Ten countries including China, America, Russia, South Korea, Japan, India, Egypt, Myanmar, etc. have selected 100 candidates to participate in the war in a very short time.

"It's a pity that the boss and Shao Long have not come yet, otherwise we could have suppressed the overall situation."

"Hehe, yes, especially the sect leader, although he can't enter the top ten, he definitely suppresses everyone in the top ten in terms of strength."

Xiaoliu and others also participated in the battle of a hundred people. Because the boss and Shao Long had not arrived yet, they could only do their best to fight for the national service.

There are ten national servers, thousands of people fight, and each national server has a group of 100 people. Fighting against the other nine regiments, killing one person will appear on the information on the national server. If you are killed, a quota point will be sent away.

A huge square was separated from the middle of the mountain gorge. The square was enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people. In the square, every hundred people who participated in the national servers stood in front of each national server. Everyone was ready to wait for a command to start fighting, and everyone was full of confidence.

"Everyone, we have rules for fighting. We are not allowed to fight each other. In that case, the quota will be eliminated directly, which can prevent some people from dying at their own hands. Second, we have time limits for fighting like this. It has been less than an hour since the Immortal Palace was opened, so the time for fighting is half an hour. After half an hour, we will start watching their respective quota numbers directly, and the remaining time will allow those who have died to rush back to enter the Immortal Palace again."

Maraka said as she looked at the powerful men in the major national servers. Seeing that everyone was meaningless, she nodded, "Since that's the case, then this battle for quota can begin."

"Let's start!"

As soon as the sound began to fall, the people participating in the war in major national servers held their weapons tightly and raised their status to the best level.

"kill!"

Finally some people can't stand it anymore. When one person moves, a person in the national server moves. When one person in the national server moves, all the people in the national server are also excited. Everyone is chasing people who are expected to be weaker.

Gorgeous magic, dazzling sword light, terrifying fire and water explosion. The deafening sound of thunder, a terrifying transformation!

The battlefield instantly began a cruel battle. Some people wanted to kill others but could not be stabbed to death by the person behind them. Some people swung over and fell directly on others, but they only lost dozens of blood. The man in turn punched him to death.

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Countless injuries floated up on this empty battlefield, just like red fireworks scattering the colorful colors. On this colorful, the strong men from major national servers were watching the battlefield while paying more attention to the increase in the number of places set on major national servers.

China 31 America 28 South Korea 22 Today 17 Russia 17... Each quota is constantly changing, and that quota represents the number of players killed by each national server. This number is equivalent to how many people in each national server can enter the Immortal Palace to compete for opportunities.

"Damn it, when did China have these powerful characters? The man holding a big sword, and the man who was red and had grown bigger, were so powerful."

"Baga, kill me, kill me hard."

"No, fourth place is pretty good, but I heard that there seems to be a powerful swordsman in China. Is that the person?" Lan Yaoji was quite satisfied with her national server performance, but she just looked at the loneliness in the battle.

"The fifth person!"

Spiral sword technique, dragon chase!

A dark virtual dragon shadow was on the lonely sword, and a sword rushed out and directly killed a senior from the Japanese country.

Tear the sky and the earth!

The eyes of Xu Hu roared not far away, and he rushed into the red light like a beast, and he grabbed the white-winged man who flew down one of them.

A cold look appeared in the eyes of the American white-winged man. He looked at the man in the Chinese area who actually set his target on him and sneered, and the white wings directly emitted a faint white light.

"White Wings Scroll!" As the white light burst out, a powerful storm directly rushed towards Xu Hu, who had transformed into a wild beast.

In just an instant, the orc Xu Hu directly penetrated into the storm in the sneer of the white-winged man. However, when the American White-winged player thought that the Chinese man who had harvested many players was about to end by him, he was shocked to find a red light flashing in the storm, and the red light directly rendered the storm...)
Chapter completed!