Chapter 602: Royal family! Imperial family! Imperial family!

When the Holy City's light beam fades.

The old patriarch and Mao Erlin were still in a state of shock.

They had just felt the aura of the Beast King, even the Beast God in the mythical records, but even the Beast God could only stand behind the Holy Lord of the Holy City and was not even qualified to speak.

And random passers-by.

Not only can they talk to the Holy Lord on an equal footing, but they actually want to open another holy city. The key is that both holy cities have agreed. The meaning behind it is very scary to think about.

"Kill them and keep them for the New Year?"

Qin Mo looked at Tom Cat and said, the role of the tool man is over, and you can die with peace of mind.

"Rail, spare your life!!"

The black-striped snake king loudly begged for mercy. His cold, vertical eyes flashing with ferocious light were completely covered with fear at this time. He was an emperor who had been arbitrary for all eternity. He was a mythical king in his original world.

The higher the level of the world, the more terrifying the emperor can be felt!

"You have to have it..."

Tom nodded obediently, and when he looked at the big man like the Snake King again, he was exuding terrifying murderous intent. He changed his clothes in a second, possessed the robe, and pointed the Rubik's Cube rod forward.

Beast God...

The old patriarch, Mao Erlin and others were shocked again.

That cat that didn't transform and seemed to be of low blood was actually the beast god? ! !

The majestic energy soaring into the sky caused the earth to turn upside down and the space to tremble. It was not as good as the Holy Lord in appearance, but it was far superior to other beast gods. Does it mean that Tom's strength was greater than that of ordinary beast gods?

Absurd and unreasonable, there is also a trace of reasonableness. After all, he is following Qin Mo.

The next second.

The Snake King Han and the three doormen encountered the irresistible force of space folding. The space seemed to turn into paper, folded gently, and killed invisible.

There was no pain, no struggle, no resistance, and it was a very careless death.

"You, you are the beast god?!"

Cat-Ear Rin said in disbelief as he looked at Tom Cat who had returned to his original state and looked easy to bully.

Are all the beast gods recorded in mythology painted in this style?

Tom nodded and shook his head, with a melancholy tone, "Only an eighth-level emperor."

The old patriarch was also confused. They came to the Holy City because they heard that there was a Beast King here, and they wanted to seek the Beast King's protection. The result was obvious. What they never expected was that the Beast God was among the team.

Holding a watermelon and picking sesame seeds.

It's probably a true reflection of what he did before.

…

past five days.

A three-legged situation took shape.

The initial hunting mode was cancelled, and replaced with a more gentle competition mode.

The middle area of ​​the three holy cities is where a large number of ethnic groups gather. It is a "three no matter zone" in the popular sense.

"Doctor Goat, please take a look at my daughter, she also has that disease!"

The burly man, who was three meters tall, held his petite daughter in his hands and carefully approached the counter of the private clinic, where there was an old man with a goatee.

Because of his iconic goatee, he is known as "Doctor Goat" in this no-nonsense area.

The old man raised his head and looked at the Qingjiao Clan man.

When this race reaches adulthood, the green horns on their heads quickly grow in size, and their bodies rise simultaneously until they match the green horns on their heads. At the same time, they are also covered with a layer of Qingming skin with amazing defensive power.

"He is from the civilized camp, let him get out." A voice came from the clinic.

"If you keep talking nonsense, get out of here!"

The Goat Doctor glared, "The camp comparison is done by the Holy City. Only those with level 4 and above are eligible to participate. It's enough that ordinary races can live a stable life. Don't think too much, and don't think about the rise of the race."

After the three-legged situation took shape.

The Holy City only accepts strong people above the fourth level. A fourth-level strong person can bring ten people into the city. The number that the fifth-level strong person can carry increases. If he reaches the king level, he can even lead the entire race, commonly known as the "royal clan".

The reason is very realistic and cruel.

As we all know, the thresholds are from level 3 to level 4 and from level 6 to level 7...

If only the King level is required, then there is no doubt that the Holy City will appear very empty.

Limiting the conditions to level four can eliminate most races without making the Holy City too chaotic.

"I'm just not willing to accept it!" The figure who wanted the green-horned man to leave continued angrily, "The most beautiful beauty in our clan chose to be attached to a fourth-level old man just for the sake of a place in the city."

"The old man is dead, and she won't be bullied to death in the Holy City!"

A fourth-level powerhouse has ten gates to enter the city, and can freely choose whether to be a tribesman or a slave.

Often if you go to a small clan and shout out, countless people from other races will rush to send you to the Holy City as a slave.

"If we kill the civilized camp, there will be a lot more resources, and everyone will be able to live a good life!"

Doctor Goat curled his lips when he heard this, "Without strength, you will be the same wherever you go. Maybe without the civilized camp, our life will be even more difficult."

The word confusion is rooted in the hearts of all races.

Not knowing what the future holds or where the road ahead lies, they can only go with the flow.

If possible, many races would be able to thrive in peace as long as they have a piece of green grassland.

The Land of End is undoubtedly vast and fertile, but for small races, there is no place to stay!

Perhaps only the royal family has the qualifications to reproduce...

door.

Qin Mo passed by and nodded.

Came to the no-nonsense zone, specifically for a strange disease!

It's quite speechless to think about it. In just five days, the Holy City was divided into high and low levels. Inside the Holy City were the so-called high-quality ethnic groups, and outside the Holy City were the so-called inferior ethnic groups.

The Holy City is divided into ordinary ethnic groups, royal family, royal family, and imperial family.

Using ethnic groups as the unit of measurement, the myriad races are divided into different levels. It is enough to look at the title to show how awesome they are.

"The law of the jungle applies to the Land of the End."

"Even without the interference of consciousness, there will be stratification here."

"It is not difficult to understand that some natural royal families are strong. Why should they make friends with myriad races?"

"But..."

"Without the interference of the two major consciousnesses, the conflicts will be much smaller!"

For example, the Flowing Light Plain, which is about to be opened, forces the king, emperor, and emperor levels to continuously accumulate strength, and then kill the same-level combat units of the enemy camp.

It imposes an oppression of death if you don't advance!

The pressure will be passed on layer by layer. The king level passes on the sixth level, and the sixth level passes on the fifth level, until it covers all races and puts everyone in invisible shackles.

For the two major consciousnesses, there is no need to control everyone, just to provoke the inner roll above the king level.

In order to continue better, the royal family will definitely pass on the pressure layer by layer and converge resources to the greatest extent, because for this kind of battle that has not yet started, no matter how many resources there are, it is not enough, like a bottomless pit.

Qin Mo sighed.

It is worth mentioning that the human race on Blue Star belongs to the imperial race. They have no shortage of talent or resources. With a little bit of luck, they can cultivate to the imperial level, and the cultivation speed is very fast. They can upgrade by killing monsters.

The imperial race, but not the natural imperial race. There is no natural imperial race at present.

There are natural royal races, that is, they have the strength of the king level after adulthood, but it will be very difficult for them to be promoted to the emperor level and the emperor level. They can only rely on time.

Retract the divergent thoughts.

I didn't come here to sigh, but to investigate the strange disease, which is likely to come from the ruins of the Giant City!