Chapter 1821: Survival rate

Dong Guoshuo, the saint of the Temple of the Bright Alliance, announced the news in front of everyone, and the scene was once agitated...
The topic, after all, has entered!
Enter the ruins of the gods and the fruit of the gods! This is a more crucial existence than the battle of God!
"500 years old bone age...it's a pity, I have just passed this year, otherwise I will risk my death and try again!"
"Hey...Once you can win a divine fruit for the temple, you will be a great contributor to the temple in the future...I have heard about it, and I am even qualified to directly become the son of the temple or even... the son of the god!"
"Sigh... the son of God grows up to be a saint, and if the son of is cultivated, he will have the opportunity to inherit the position under the pope's crown in the future..."
"What the temple needs is the fruit of the gods... but do you know how many treasures there are in the ruins of the gods? It is said that the ruins of the gods used to be the battlefields of the gods. If there is a chance to find some fragments of the true gods in it, then it is true Take off!"
"Tsk...I think it's pretty good, the ruins of the gods have been opened so many times, and there are still fragments of the true gods waiting for you to seize?"
"That's not true. What if there is such an opportunity..."
"Anyway, I think...somewhat unreliable...but it is said that the ruins of the gods will only be opened together for thousands of years, so there must be various rare spiritual herbs and elixir in them...If you can find some ancient medicine gardens, this I don’t have to worry for the rest of my life!"
"In short, the ruins of the gods are a place full of wealth... Ordinary cultivators like us didn't go in to take the fruits of the gods... The main thing is to go in and pick them up. Once the picking up is successful, the benefits will be endless... "
"Hoo...no...I...I'm so excited. The opportunity is right in front of me..."
"I will sign up once to the death!"
...
The scene seemed extremely excited for a time, and the nervous and excited expressions in everyone's eyes were beyond words...
Obviously the opening of the ruins of the gods is still very attractive to them.
Especially all qualified cultivators want to stick to the end at all costs!
"Five-Rank forces can lead a hundred people into..."
"Four rank forces can lead thousands of people into..."
"My Palace of Human Emperor happens to be a Fourth-Rank force, isn't it possible to organize an elite army of thousands of people to enter..."
"This is not bad, and it can help a wave, but the premise is that it is limited to the age of five hundred years old... In addition, it is at least the emperor realm cultivator."
Fang Fan squinted his eyes and fell into deep thought in his heart.
"Every time there are at least tens of millions of people in the ruins of the gods... and only half of those who survived in the end..."
"The light camp and the dark camp each entered about five million elites and killed each other. For the fruit of the gods to the last, the most tragic time, more than five million elites from the light camp entered, but in the end, not enough people survived. million……"
"The dark camp also suffered a heavy loss! A total of two million people survived, with a mortality rate of 80%... hey..."
Nangong Lei, the newly promoted Deputy Second Grade Acting Cardinal of the Temple of the Bright Alliance, sighed, and then recalled those tragic scenes, more or less unbearable in his heart, and his expression gradually became solemn while he was speaking.
Wherever there is interest, there will be struggle.
The greater the interest, the more violent the struggle, this is the eternal truth!