Chapter 340 The Next Indicator

"There are only so many people, count them yourself."

"Don't expect me to bring you the corpses."

"Besides, there won't be any corpses if you die in the secret realm."

He Jun's last sentence was the truth.

For those small world creatures with strong bodies, warriors with vigorous blood and qi are the best tonic.

He Jun was a little surprised by Bai Ningshuang's calmness.

When she found him looking at her, she even turned her head and gave him a standard professional fake smile.

Several teammates were injured and disabled, and they could still smile?

He Jun paid more attention to this woman.

"You're lucky. You got a useful cultivation method."

After leaving a word, He Jun planned to leave.

Some words can be told to Bai Miao.

But if they are told to the people of Longguo, it will do him no good.

"Miaomiao, are you okay?"

Bai Jiong waited for He Jun to leave and immediately stepped forward.

Although he was troubled and sad by various state affairs in recent years, he was a martial saint after all.

The mortal gods from other countries arrived faster this time.

Because most of the mortal gods have nothing to do.

So they simply chose to stay in Longguo temporarily.

"Wait He Jun, where are the people in our country?"

Trifeng stopped He Jun.

Although most people were almost collapsed when they saw the miserable situation of the people in Longguo.

Presumably, the people in their own country would not be much better.

However, people are always like this.

Before the matter is concluded, there will always be a trace of unrealistic hope.

For example, now.

Many people know that Trifeng is asking knowingly, but still look at He Jun with expectation.

"Of course all of you are dead."

"Ninety people went into Longguo and only eight came out, and the survival rate is less than 10%."

"What do you think?"

"Really?"

Trifeng accepted this reality.

He was not too sad.

In his opinion, the death of a few people is not a strange thing.

What Trifeng cares about is whether these people can bring out anything useful.

"Then, will this secret realm be open again in the future?"

Although he was reluctant to admit it, He Jun was indeed stronger than Trifeng.

As a result, Trifeng did not dare to speak loudly when talking to He Jun.

But because he was the most senior demigod, he was embarrassed to lower his posture.

It was a mess.

"Yes, it's still the number limit."

"As for strength"

He Jun pondered for a while and calculated the seventh-level combat power of the small world.

"The highest level is seventh."

It's time for the creatures in the small world to speed up the progress.

After fighting for so long, there are no more than ten races that are qualified to compete for the dominant race.

Only lions, tigers, elephants, and lizardmen are left on land.

In the water, the mermaids are the only one.

After all, it was because of the stupid shark king who killed a lot of marine creatures.

After the death of the shark king, only the mermaids, a race with strong cohesion, developed again and achieved a counterattack.

The alliance between the lions and tigers is a great threat to the lizardmen.

But after fighting, the three tribes on the ground are in a three-way confrontation, and no one can do anything to the other.

At this time, the entry of humans, an outsider, will always bring some different effects.

"You decide the number of people by yourselves, and don't play any drama of threatening to die."

"It's boring after playing it once."

He Jun set his eyes on Ma Wuji.

This sentence is a warning.

It is equivalent to saying that I, He Jun, have nothing to do with Dragon Country.

At least He Jun will not protect Dragon Country again.

Of course, He Jun will not let Dragon Country perish.

"I give you a suggestion, let the young people fight for it themselves."

"They are all old things with half their bodies buried in the ground, so don't compete with the young people for opportunities."

He Jun said it was a suggestion, but in fact, the breath of Xuanxian was faintly revealed a little bit.

However, just a little bit was enough to make most people present breathless.

A most ordinary earthly immortal can beat the cross-disaster period of the middle three thousand worlds.

"Thank you very much!"

Bella nodded, which was considered a statement.

Seeing this, other mortal gods and even demigods also spoke up to express their agreement.

After doing this, He Jun left completely.

What everyone could not see was that a memory was transmitted into Bai Jiong's brain by He Jun's finger.

This was a method to cleanse the divine power and start over, as well as a relatively superior cultivation method in the small world.

There was nothing else.

This was just a test.

He wanted to see how many geniuses Dragon Country could cultivate.

If the effect was good, He Jun would not be stingy with the skills and some cultivation resources.

The reason for wanting humans was simple.

Humans are far more talented in cultivation than the creatures in the small world.

Even Luo Hai, who was praised as the most talented mermaid, took more than a hundred years to break through the golden elixir.

On the other hand, Blue Star.

The cultivation method created by Ma Wuji, a mere warrior, could cultivate Feng Yang, a 30-year-old golden elixir fighter.

It would be a lie for He Jun to say that he was not envious.

It's just that it takes time for the creatures in the small world to evolve.

It would be better to introduce a group of talented humans to help him manage the small world.

[You are just lazy. ]

"Hehe, I have to do these little things myself, how uncool is that?"

After He Jun left, the mortal gods looked at Bai Jiong with complicated eyes.

"Bai Jiong, you also heard what He Jun said."

"Let the young people compete, I know."

Bai Jiong asked people to send the few people who came out of the secret realm to rest, and then slowly stood up.

Bai Miao's condition really scared him.

When he hugged Bai Miao, he could feel her body shaking violently.

Especially seeing that face full of blood and tears.

Bai Jiong felt distressed, but he couldn't show it too much.

The Dragon King did not allow the vulnerable side to be shown.

"Then I won't use my status as a demigod to pressure you this time."

"In a word, fair competition."

"Whoever wins, whoever wants the quota, how about it?"

Yogel Song stepped forward.

This guy didn't say much the whole time.

Now that He Jun has left, he dared to speak.

"No problem."

"But let some guys of level 6 and 7 fight each other, and you can't see anything."

"It's better to add a track from level 1 to 3."

"The country that wins more in each track will get more quotas."

"This is fair."

Bai Jiong has been busy these days.

These things can't appear in the mind in a short time.

"Good suggestion, let's do as you say."

Bella is the most educated one among the people present.

So when others were confused, she had already thought it through.

I have to say, this is indeed a perfect solution.

"You are worthy of being the king of Dragon Country."

"Bai Jiong, I'm still curious about what you think, pushing He Jun out?"

The more Bella thought about it, the more wrong it seemed.

But no matter how she put herself in Bai Jiong's shoes, she couldn't get the answer.