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There is a score displayed behind each person's name on the ranking list. If they die, they will be removed from the ranking list.

certainly.

Now, everyone's name is displayed with a zero egg.

They came relatively early. When they first arrived, the number of people in the square was relatively sparse. Later, there were more and more people, and there were more and more names on the ranking list.

"Didn't you say there were only ten thousand people?"

Su Changxing looked at the names on the ranking list. There were already more than 10,000 names. This was completely different from what he had actually learned before.

Scammed?

Probably not. There should be no fake posts on the forum.

"So the rules of the pagoda game have changed. But will the rules of this kind of game be changed at will?"

Su Changxing carefully checked the rules of the Futu Game and found that the upper limit of 10,000 players had been changed to 100,000.

The difference is self-evident.

Others in the square also discovered this. The number of players began to look wrong. There were too many. At a glance, it was a dark area full of people, and there was no end in sight.

Their faces were very ugly. It would be difficult for them to get out alive if there were 10,000 people, let alone 100,000 people.

It's like picking one person out of ten people, but now you're picking out one person out of a hundred people. The difficulty of the game has increased 10 times, from difficulty to hell.

Although they are all new players, those who can come to participate in the pagoda are fully prepared and have a certain degree of confidence.

Su Changxing half-eyed, feeling the pressure, looked at the barbarian aside, and said indifferently: "Can you stop biting your toes?"

"Huh?" The barbarian looked up at him with a puzzled expression and saliva at the corner of his mouth.

This barbarian's name is Gulu. As for why he is called this, Su Changxing doesn't quite understand.

As for how this barbarian became a player, he didn't know much.

Because mobile phones are related to the spirit, the barbarian can understand the text on the mobile phone even though he cannot read. He can also understand the rules of the pagoda game very well.

"I can help you." The barbarian licked the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his tongue and said. He looked very serious, not like he was joking.

Su Changxing waved his hand, pursed his lips and smiled: "No, but I think this is a very private matter. It's not too late for you to do it in private."

"Huh?" Gululu obviously didn't understand what Su Changxing meant.

He has a wild aura about him, his body is extremely powerful, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Su Changxing patted the barbarian's shoulder and asked, "Why did you come to the Pagoda? Is it also to advance?"

The savages raised their clubs and shouted: "Kill, fight!"

OK.

It is indeed barbaric.

Su Changxing stretched out his left hand and made it into a fist and said, "Let's have a fist bump."

The barbarian didn't understand what it meant at first, but then he fist bumped with Su Changxing at Su Changxing's signal.

Su Changxing pointed at himself and the barbarian, and gestured, "The two of us will join forces to deal with them later."

The barbarian thought for a moment with his not-so-smart mind, and nodded: "You are very strong, we can hunt together."

Su Changxing nodded with satisfaction, and punched the barbarian again, "You wait here, I'll go shopping and see if I can recruit a few more strong people to join the group."

The barbarian understood, and showed a smile, as well as big yellow teeth intertwined with thorns.

Since there were too many people attending the pagoda, Su Changxing also felt very stressed, so this method of forming cliques was also necessary.

It's just that most people don't give up. This is a game of killing each other. Who knows if teammates will stab themselves in the back.

Unless they already know each other and have a good relationship, strangers are generally not willing to get together.

As the Futu Game was about to begin, the atmosphere seemed cold, and no one was willing to discuss too much with others, just because they were all enemies.

Su Changxing walked around the square, greeting people with a familiar face: "Brother, you are a demon hunter, I have a pistol here that is the same model as yours. "

The man was wearing a black leather mask, only showing a pair of cold eyes, and his gray coat was stained with blood, which was the blood of the devil.

Players who can kill demons are all powerful, and this blood is proof of their power.

The weakest demons also appear to be in the sixth level. Some terrifying demons can even destroy the world at will. Where they are is the end.

"Go away~" the demon hunter said coldly, looking at Su Changxing with great vigilance.

In his opinion, Su Changxing's behavior was very abnormal. If he was collecting intelligence, he would not talk too much with others and would just say hello.

"So cracked~"

Su Changxing was not angry at all and smiled.

He consciously had nothing to be angry with the dead. If he were angry anymore, he would be petty.

He brushed the witcher's shoulder and walked lightly, humming an unknown tune, "Da da da~"

There are all kinds of people in the square, men, women and children, from children who seem to have just learned to walk, to old men in wheelchairs, from monks to Christians, to slave owners, and even a man wearing a crown with disheveled hair. .

"Are you the king?" Su Changxing walked up to him and asked curiously.

The man had deep eyes, a long black beard, curly hair hanging down from both sides, wearing thick fur armor, and carrying two iron battle axes: "Isn't it like that?"

His voice was thick and full of majesty.

Su Changxing thought for a while and said: "You, a king, come to participate in the pagoda game. Are you going too hard?"

The man wearing the crown smiled contemptuously: "I am the only one left in our kingdom. Either die or go to a higher place. I have nothing else to ask for."

"That's right." Su Changxing nodded, showing his original expression.

The man wearing the crown looked at Su Changxing, put his hands on both sides of his waist, and said: "Actually, I have been observing you since just now, but I didn't see what you wanted to do. It's just that your behavior will probably be remembered by many people. Stay with you."

"I'm afraid that once a melee breaks out after entering the Land of Pagodas, you will be the one lost."

He analyzed it very methodically.

Su Changxing looked at the crown on his head and smiled: "You are not the same. People with crowns on their heads are probably more likely to attract attention."

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"That's because I have strength." The man with the crown said with great confidence.

Su Changxing nodded, stretched out a hand and said, "I am also looking for allies. As a king, you should understand the power of a team."

"But you are only at level 7."

"You should be able to feel that I still have some strength, and it is not easy for two equally strong people to join together."

The man wearing the crown glanced at him, and then stretched out his left hand: "My name is Kells. Although our team may not be that strong, I think it is still necessary."

The two shook hands and smiled heartily.

Kars is a sixth-level Extraordinary, his position is the "Frost Throne", and his strength is obviously powerful.

This alliance is not strong, but it is useful, and in some cases, they can cooperate completely.

Su Changxing originally wanted to see if there was anyone related to cultivating immortals, but he didn't find out. Maybe cultivating immortals and extraordinary people are not compatible, or it is not necessary.

He also saw a person who looked like an immortal cultivator, but when he looked closer, it was not him. It was just a sword-related position.

A man holding a long sword in both hands, wearing a long white dress, looking at the immortal aura, raised his head and said in a cold voice: "A mere seventh-level person dares to come in front of me."

"..."

Su Changxing looked at him with a strange look, then silently walked around behind him, standing back to back.

"..." The man holding the sword was stunned for a moment, took a big step back, seemed to feel something, and screamed: "What do you want to do!"

Su Changxing looked back at him, didn't say anything, and left in a hurry.

"what is that?"

The man holding the sword frowned, recalling the feeling just now. An uneasy feeling emerged in his heart, buried deep in his heart, and never dissipated for a long time, as if a cold blade had been hung around his neck.

The square is huge.

Su Changxing didn't have enough time to watch, so he moved faster and faster, not as relaxed as at the beginning.

He seemed to be walking around randomly in the square, but in fact he visited every location in the square.

"What is he doing?" A man carrying a rifle and wearing camouflage uniforms noticed Su Changxing's behavior and was confused.

The person next to him who was also wearing camouflage uniforms sneered: "It's just a trick, you clown."

There are four people like them, and you can feel the tacit understanding between their actions.

Among them, the thinnest one, wearing glasses and looking like a teacher, was observing the surroundings and writing something on the note board.

"According to my analysis, although that person is only at the seventh level, his strength is definitely not weak. He may even be stronger than any one of the four of us."

Hearing this, the others also looked solemn. A person one level lower than them could actually overwhelm them. What kind of monster is this?

In their minds, being one level higher means absolute crushing. Everyone is a strong player, so how strong can they be?

"Everyone must be careful. Don't move around once you get in. Think of a way to stay alive first."

"As long as the four of us can successfully reunite, the others will definitely not be our opponents."

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