Chapter 1782
one year later, the land of gods, the battlefield of gods!
"Kill!"
With an order, millions of soldiers from the forward camp of the white tiger Corps yelled slogans, waved their three meter long tomahawks and rushed out to the soldiers of the front camp of the rosefinch Corps opposite.
Zhang Xing is one of the million soldiers in Qianfeng camp.
He found a gate of time and space in the starry sky.
Come in and you'll be on this battlefield.
The rosefinch soldier who killed red eye saw him.
Clothes are different. They must be enemies.
Don't say a word, come up and kill.
The cultivation of these soldiers is basically in the nine star Zun state.
Zhang Xing was really scared!
Ordinary soldiers have such high accomplishments. Those leaders, commanders and so on are not all saints!
It seems to be in the right place.
However, he felt that his cultivation was suppressed to the realm of Seven Star saints.
That is to say, it has been suppressed to a whole level.
According to the Xuanwu continent, that is, Zhang Xing has just reached the later level of the holy land.
This situation not only did not make Zhang Xing depressed, but also made him more excited.
If we can break through the divine realm on this continent, it is a real divine realm.
Zhang Xing has just arrived. He doesn't know the situation of the two armies and doesn't want to participate in it.
But the rosefinch soldiers all killed, and he had to fight back.
But not too much.
Pretending to kill the enemy with all one's might, he also made some stab wounds and blood stains for himself.
He fought and retreated and lost to the left.
The battle of a million people was not much of a shock to him.
He knew which direction had fewer people, so he could go quietly.
But unexpectedly, a group of white tiger soldiers suddenly appeared behind him and "saved" him!
Then Zhang Xing was taken back to the barracks as a foreign mercenary of the white tiger army.
Through understanding, the so-called foreign mercenaries are not in the white tiger clan. Beautiful book bar www.mailishuo.com
But before the war, they temporarily requisitioned some scattered repairs, and gave a considerable amount of top-grade spirit stone as a reward.
Of course, these people are actually used as cannon fodder.
Very few people survive.
They also know what their destiny is.
But as long as you survive, you can join the white tiger clan.
According to the realm of cultivation, he was assigned to be a disciple of different elders.
In this way, you can have no worries about food and clothing, and you can also get a training resource every month.
This is a shortcut for the monks to change their fate.
Even though it's only a few thousandth of a chance, they still want to turn bicycles into motorcycles.
"Zhang Xing, who is twenty-one years old, is the first level of the first level of state Saint level."
Lin Huxiao, commander of the 10th battalion of Qianfeng battalion, looked at the report presented by his subordinates and stopped for a moment.
Twenty one years old... The beginning of the Holy Level...
MMM! Good quality!
And then he looked down.
"He was the only one who survived. When he was found out, he was not hurt. He was drenched in blood and broke his clothes."
Seeing this, Lin Huxiao laughed.
Interesting!
"This man was surrounded by more than a dozen rosefinch soldiers, including three in the early holy land, and the rest were the peak in the later period of zunzhe state.
He fought and retreated, intending to retreat to the west side to escape... "
below is Zhang Xing's speech and behavior along the way, which were written in the report.
The income of the white tiger clan is not as simple as the rumors outside.
They have to go through strict scrutiny.
Especially these loose repairs.
Who knows if they have spies of the rosefinch sect.
"Well... Put Zhang Xing into our camp temporarily and continue the test.
After fighting for three days, he didn't capture an identity token of the rosefinch soldier.
He is either a soldier or a spy. Give him a task to cast his name on the head of a hundred rosefinch soldiers! "
"Kill!"
With an order, millions of soldiers from the forward camp of the white tiger Corps yelled slogans, waved their three meter long tomahawks and rushed out to the soldiers of the front camp of the rosefinch Corps opposite.
Zhang Xing is one of the million soldiers in Qianfeng camp.
He found a gate of time and space in the starry sky.
Come in and you'll be on this battlefield.
The rosefinch soldier who killed red eye saw him.
Clothes are different. They must be enemies.
Don't say a word, come up and kill.
The cultivation of these soldiers is basically in the nine star Zun state.
Zhang Xing was really scared!
Ordinary soldiers have such high accomplishments. Those leaders, commanders and so on are not all saints!
It seems to be in the right place.
However, he felt that his cultivation was suppressed to the realm of Seven Star saints.
That is to say, it has been suppressed to a whole level.
According to the Xuanwu continent, that is, Zhang Xing has just reached the later level of the holy land.
This situation not only did not make Zhang Xing depressed, but also made him more excited.
If we can break through the divine realm on this continent, it is a real divine realm.
Zhang Xing has just arrived. He doesn't know the situation of the two armies and doesn't want to participate in it.
But the rosefinch soldiers all killed, and he had to fight back.
But not too much.
Pretending to kill the enemy with all one's might, he also made some stab wounds and blood stains for himself.
He fought and retreated and lost to the left.
The battle of a million people was not much of a shock to him.
He knew which direction had fewer people, so he could go quietly.
But unexpectedly, a group of white tiger soldiers suddenly appeared behind him and "saved" him!
Then Zhang Xing was taken back to the barracks as a foreign mercenary of the white tiger army.
Through understanding, the so-called foreign mercenaries are not in the white tiger clan. Beautiful book bar www.mailishuo.com
But before the war, they temporarily requisitioned some scattered repairs, and gave a considerable amount of top-grade spirit stone as a reward.
Of course, these people are actually used as cannon fodder.
Very few people survive.
They also know what their destiny is.
But as long as you survive, you can join the white tiger clan.
According to the realm of cultivation, he was assigned to be a disciple of different elders.
In this way, you can have no worries about food and clothing, and you can also get a training resource every month.
This is a shortcut for the monks to change their fate.
Even though it's only a few thousandth of a chance, they still want to turn bicycles into motorcycles.
"Zhang Xing, who is twenty-one years old, is the first level of the first level of state Saint level."
Lin Huxiao, commander of the 10th battalion of Qianfeng battalion, looked at the report presented by his subordinates and stopped for a moment.
Twenty one years old... The beginning of the Holy Level...
MMM! Good quality!
And then he looked down.
"He was the only one who survived. When he was found out, he was not hurt. He was drenched in blood and broke his clothes."
Seeing this, Lin Huxiao laughed.
Interesting!
"This man was surrounded by more than a dozen rosefinch soldiers, including three in the early holy land, and the rest were the peak in the later period of zunzhe state.
He fought and retreated, intending to retreat to the west side to escape... "
below is Zhang Xing's speech and behavior along the way, which were written in the report.
The income of the white tiger clan is not as simple as the rumors outside.
They have to go through strict scrutiny.
Especially these loose repairs.
Who knows if they have spies of the rosefinch sect.
"Well... Put Zhang Xing into our camp temporarily and continue the test.
After fighting for three days, he didn't capture an identity token of the rosefinch soldier.
He is either a soldier or a spy. Give him a task to cast his name on the head of a hundred rosefinch soldiers! "
RECENTLY UPDATES
Fantasy
CEO
Action
Action
Action
Action
Action
Action