Chapter 1851 Unique

But immediately the figure of the host who was cut in half appeared hundreds of meters away. Apparently, when Song Yan killed him, the substitute talisman on his body was activated.

To this.

Song Yan was not surprised. Since he could draw so many substitute talismans, other hosts could naturally do the same.

But don’t forget one rule: if you are killed once, you will lose the qualification to obtain twenty points.

It shows that the person who made the rules of the war has already included the substitute talismans on the host. If you have a substitute talisman, the talisman will die on your behalf at the moment of death, but you will lose the twenty points.

You know, you only get three points by killing a host.

But it’s not easy to kill other hosts, because which host doesn’t have dozens of stand-in talismans?

Therefore, the host who was killed once by Song Yan was looking at him with hateful eyes. It was Song Yan who caused him to lose twenty points.

"You're not convinced, are you?"

Feeling the other person's eyes, Song Yan took a step forward and slashed at the other person with his sword again.

This time, the opponent was prepared and quickly dodged, but Song Yan's sword was too fast. With a pop, one of the opponent's arms was cut off, and then Song Yan put away the sword and stood up.

"asshole!"

The other party was so angry that he cursed loudly. Song Yan killed him with a sword. He was not that angry because he had a substitute magic talisman on him and would not really die. Moreover, if he died again, he would not lose any points. But Song Yan Yan cut off an arm, leaving him injured.

After being injured, he would lose another 10 points, so Song Yan would be even more angry if he chopped off one of his arms than if he killed him.

Song Yan ignored him.

Instead, he looked at the other two hosts.

They have stopped fighting Meng Ling.

One of them is an ancestral immortal at the 18th level, and the other is an ancestral immortal at the 17th level. The three of them still had an advantage together, but when Song Yan appeared, they lost their advantage, so there was no need to continue.

"let's go!"

The host of the eighteenth level of the Ancestral Immortal glared at Song Yan and left quickly with the other two people.

There are more than 8,000 people competing for a hundred spots. There is no need to fight with Song Yan here. It is better to find the lone hosts and kill them to kill them.

"Song Yan, thank you!"

Meng Ling smiled.

"We are allies!"

Song Yan smiled: "Let's go find the others!"

"good!"

The two flew cautiously in one direction, not very fast, because they were worried about falling into a trap set by others.

Soon, half an hour passed.

During this period, Song Yan and the two met many hosts, but because they were both at the 18th level of the Ancestral Immortal, they were obviously not easy to mess with, so those hosts did not attack them.

Finally, after more than half an hour.

Song Yan and the two met another ally named Xuanyuan Wuyou. In the first round of the human-immortal battle, only seven of his immortals died.

In the subsequent Earth Immortal War, Golden Immortal War, Mysterious Immortal War and Ancestral Immortal War, not many people died under his hands, so he was the most popular among the hosts.

As the saying goes, the first bird is shot, so he was ambushed by five hosts and lost the chance to score 20 points. Therefore, his face was a little ugly.

"I want revenge, can you help me?"

Xuanyuan Wuyou looked at Song Yan and Meng Ling and asked.

"Help, why not help!"

Song Yan said without hesitation.

"Okay, let's set off now!" Xuanyuan Wuyou's eyes flashed with joy.

"OK!"

So, under the leadership of Xuanyuan Wuyou, Song Yan and the others flew quickly in a certain direction.

Just as they were passing through a forest, six figures suddenly attacked Song Yan and Meng Ling. Xuanyuan Wuyu also suddenly turned around, drew out a long divine weapon, and slashed at Song Yan with a ferocious expression.

"Puff!"

Under the siege of Xuanyuan Wuyu and six ancestral immortals at the 18th level, Song Yan and Meng Ling had no power to resist and were directly chopped into blood mist.

See this.

Xuanyuan Wuyou couldn't help laughing.

"what are you laughing at?"

A sudden voice sounded in his ears.

Then, Xuanyuan Wuyou's head was blown directly. Of course, he was not really dead. When he appeared hundreds of meters away, he found that the five ancestors who cooperated with him in ambushing Song Yan were standing in a daze. In mid-air, his expression fell into a dull state.

Song Yan and Meng Ling stood side by side, looking at him playfully.

"You...you've seen through it a long time ago?"

Xuanyuan Wuyou asked with a gloomy face.

"What do you think?"

As he spoke, Song Yan beat the five hosts to death one by one. The soul magical power was so easy to use that the eighteenth-level ancestor immortal could not resist it. He could easily pull them into the illusion.

The scene where he and Meng Ling were killed just now was an illusion. From beginning to end, they stood aside and watched the show.

After being killed once, the five people also regained consciousness.

When he looked at Song Yan, there was a bit of taboo on his face.

"let's go!"

Xuanyuan Wuyou said coldly.

"etc!"

Song Yan shouted.

"You can pull us into the illusion once, how can you pull us into the illusion a second time?" Xuanyuan Wuyou looked at Song Yan warily.

"Why not!"

Song Yan smiled at them, and then Xuanyuan Wuyou and the other six fell into a daze. Then, he walked up to them and took away all the substitute talismans on their bodies. Of course, he also did not let go of the storage rings on their bodies. Yes, take them all away.

"let's go!"

Song Yan said something to Meng Ling and flew forward.

"Why don't you kill them? You can get eighteen points by killing them!" Meng Ling asked with a smile.

"It's not a good time to kill people. The more limelight you get now, the more likely you are to become everyone's target!" Song Yan explained, while he was still thinking about a question.

In fact, he had been observing to see if other hosts had Pangu blood, but after observing, he did not sense that anyone else had Pangu blood.

"Haha, do you think that Pangu bloodline is like cabbage, that you can get whatever you want?" A meowing voice suddenly sounded in Song Yan's mind.

"You mean, if I take away Pangu's bloodline, other hosts won't be able to take it?"

Meow said: "That's not true."

Song Yan was stunned and asked in confusion: "Then why don't they have Pangu blood in them?"

Miaowu said speechlessly: "You are so hopelessly stupid. Think about how much time you spent integrating Pangu's bloodline?"

"Haha, I understand!" Song Yan said with a smile. He had an artifact like the temple that could adjust the time ratio, but others did not have it. Therefore, even if they drew the Pangu bloodline, they would not have time to fuse it.

His soul's magical powers are derived from Pangu's bloodline. Other hosts cannot integrate Pangu's bloodline, so his soul's magical powers are unique.

If this is the case, then this war in the Immortal Kingdom will not be difficult for him. After all, his soul has undergone ten transformations. When the illusion is unfolded, the eighteenth level of the ancestors will be completely unable to resist and will be directly defeated. Pulled into a fantasy.

Of course, there are some hosts with extremely strong souls who will not fall prey to the attack, but no matter how strong their souls are, can they be stronger than him who has already undergone ten transformations?

One day flies by in a flash.

Song Yan and Meng Ling found more than twenty hosts who had previously formed an alliance on the platform.