Chapter 897 (1/2)

Although Jiang Yun saw the battlefield and heard the fighting, in the eyes of Huang Yu and Huang Tu, Jiang Yun still stood in the package of countless Huang patterns and didn't move.

Looking at those wild patterns, Huang Tu's face showed admiration and said, ”sister Zu, your power of hundred battles and wasteful evil spirits is much higher than before.”

”I think I only insisted on ten battlefields. Now, I'm afraid I can't even insist on ten battlefields!”

Huang Yu smiled and said, ”smelly boy, don't flatter your family sister here. The first ten battlefields appear one by one, and the test is only courage and mind.”

”You were young at the beginning. It's valuable to be able to stick to ten battlefields.”

”From the eleventh battlefield, all ten appeared together. At that time, the test was strength.”

”Although the power of this hundred war wasteland evil spirit has indeed improved, now you have entered the five wasteland. If you enter again, you can support at least 20 battlefields!”

Huang Tu stretched out his hand and pointed to Jiang Yun and said, ”the elder sister of the clan thinks how many battlefields can he hold on to?”

Huang Yu shook his head and said, ”I can't see. If he can persist until ten battlefields appear, he is qualified to join the army;”

”If you can hold on to 20 battlefields, you are qualified to be a wasteguard;”

”If you insist on 30 battlefields, you are qualified to be the leader of the famine guard;”

Huang Tu then asked, ”what if there are more than thirty?”

The light in Huang Yu's eyes flashed and said, ”then I'll let him be my deputy! Why, the clan brother has great confidence in him? ”

Huang Tu shook his head with a bitter smile and said, ”I just asked casually. I'm afraid it's impossible to have 30 seats. Sister Zu is now the peak of the six wastelands and can enter the seven wastelands at any time.”

”No matter how strong he is, he can't persist until 30 battlefields appear.”

”That depends on how strong he is!”

The two brothers and sisters stopped talking and looked at Jiang Yun who was shrouded in famine patterns.

At the moment, Jiang Yun has been on a battlefield, and there are thousands of creatures in front of him, just like having a feud, fighting madly.

In this kind of fighting, evil spirits will gush out of every creature's body, diffuse into the air, and gradually envelop all creatures.

Under the cover of evil spirit, the eyes of those creatures will gradually lose their clarity, and more crazy killing ideas will emerge, and the voice of killing will become more and more intense.