The gloomy forest is also a special beauty in the secluded world, with a gloomy and strange atmosphere covering tens of thousands of miles in all directions.
This is a first-level theater, a restricted zone that no one dares to set foot in.
It is said that people who come here can't get out, and they will become a piece of bone within a few days.
Cut off the death place of living beings, it can strangle all power.
However, at this moment, there were dozens of figures rushing out one after another.
All of them were dressed in black robes and talked as they walked.
"It's been silent for so long, it's time to show up, otherwise, everyone thought, we disappeared, Jiejie!"
This is a hoarse voice, like a ghost from hell!
However, each of them has an entity, and is still the top of the Star Demon Race, a powerful body that has been tempered from pieces of star essence.
"It's a pity that the decree of the true god is really tricky."
"Then get active in the first-level war zone, get rid of a few human evildoers, and warm up!"
They shuttled away like ghosts, and this dark forest, known as a dead place, could not hurt them.
This group of people, go to the Northern Territory Demon Race Ultimate Camp...
Lanfeng Army, Luo Xingchen alone, holding a piece of grass, sat on the ground leisurely, watching the formation of the Blood Guard exercise.
Su Mengyao was still a group of female heroes, shouting loudly, causing everyone to constantly change their formations.
The power of the human formation can make warriors who don't understand the formation method converge into gods, and they are enough to strangle a dozen quasi-celestial demons.
Now, there is nothing wrong with him.
He looked at this blood-killing formation blessed by Su Mengyao Qingluan's fighting spirit in surprise, a blue-luan phantom, flapping its wings, this big formation, like a tiger with wings, like wings, has become fast.
Blood qi, fighting qi, the fusion of the two wills, are flawless.
The blood makes a person fierce, and the fighting spirit makes a person's will surpass the sky.
The Qingluan clan is not a tribe of sacred beasts. During the prehistoric period, Qingluan and a human royal-level force formed in-laws.
Later, the Qingluan fell.
The human race left their bloodline and became the blood of Qingluan.
Qing Zishan also approached him inexplicably, watching the blood guard training as intently as he did, his eyes seem to be condensed in one place intentionally or unintentionally.
"What is the relationship between you and this girl Su?"
When Luo Xingchen heard this question, he smiled bitterly: "You are so smart, you can't fail to see it."
Qing Zishan curiously asked: "You already have a confidante?"
"Baitang is married."
Luo Xingchen's expression was extremely depressed.
"She is in charge of you and will not let you three wives and four concubines?"
Qing Zishan joked, somewhat gloating.
Luo Xingchen glanced at him with a black line: "I just wanted to ask, can't you be alone? This kind of thing happens, why do you all ask me the same question? Three wives and four concubines? I am not here! Enough. She, I can only say sorry."
Qing Zishan looked embarrassed and couldn't help looking at Luo Xingchen in surprise, and sighed secretly: It's really love.
Boom!
With one foot on the ground in front of them, Su Mengyao had already come over at some unknown time, staring at Luo Xingchen, and said solemnly: "Commander, do you want to try, can you easily break the blood killing formation now?"
Luo Xingchen touched his nose, a little embarrassed.
"Cough... OK."
He got up, looked at a group of blood guards, with a serious expression and infinite fighting spirit.
Qing Zishan also watched Luo Xingchen's steps curiously.
He wanted to know how capable Luo Xingchen, the eighteenth place in the Record of Heroes, was.
Su Mengyao pouted and stared at Luo Xingchen. Luo Xingchen stepped into the formation. She smiled triumphantly: "If you want to break the formation, first destroy the blood guard you trained!"
She is so confident.
Luo Xingchen entered the formation, and the terrifying power of the ten blood killing formation began to be revealed.
The energy of everyone is condensing, attacking anyone is equivalent to attacking everyone!
The blood killing formation composed of 1,500 blood guards is equivalent to the combined strength of 1,500 people. Even if it cannot break through the limits of the true god's decree, it is difficult to break.
As soon as Luo Xingchen entered, he was passive, with only one sword, spear, spear and halberd, shining brightly!
The dense formation, the lines cover the sky and the earth, and there are few gaps to be found.
Luo Xingchen used the way of flowing light, like a flowing shadow, wandering horizontally and horizontally, dodged repeatedly, looking for opportunities.
He stared at the nearest person, the aurora swept away, and hit out with a palm!
"Boom!" The palm prints covered the sky and covered the sun, spreading.
This palm is extremely fast, and it stands to reason that they can't hide it.
"Four elephants are trapped and killed!"
I saw the wind, fire and thunder and lightning, where the energy was added, it was easy to smash his palm prints, he became faster, and the blood guard turned so fast.
Luo Xingchen looked solemn, and continued to try, invading every corner with his palm power, but returned to no avail.
But the power of the blood killing array is growing all the time, and the shadow of a blood dragon swiftly shuttles towards him, covered by the shadow of a huge Qingluan!
This is the power that makes the wind and cloud change color, the battle energy and blood rise, and the dragon with its wings appears to be faster.
Luo Xingchen frowned and yelled: "Huangbei Hand!"
He didn't dare to use his full strength, and only used 70% of his strength to tear the dragon's body with one hand and pat the phoenix wings scattered.
"Later, the good show is behind!"
"boom-"
A wave of cyan mysterious air condensed into a sharp spear, and the huge sharp spear pierced Luo Xingchen, Luo Xingchen's eyes were solemn!
He hurriedly drew his sword violently, opposing with the first sword intent of Tianhuang!
After the collision, the gun shadow shattered, the sword qi broke, and both sides broke apart!
Luo Xingchen was violently retreated by a huge force, and a group of people behind him besieged him, strangling him, and the chaotic light almost passed through his chest!
Luo Xingchen used the Streamer Extreme Speed Avenue again, whirling around his body, swept out his flying legs, and stepped on the swords of everyone.
"Through the heart!"
"Boom boom boom boom..."
He swept across with one foot, rushing through the clouds, and kicking a group of people in a blink of an eye! However, the person who landed instantly stood up again, aggressively, and wanted to continue!
"stop!"
Luo Xingchen kicked his feet to the ground, raised his palms, and signaled to pause!
Su Mengyao triumphantly, holding her arms, curled her lips: "Why don't you continue? It's not over!"
Luo Xingchen said in a condensed voice: "The formation is good. If I want to break the formation, I also need to do my best. But if I continue to fight, I'm afraid I can't control it and hurt everyone.
So, I said to stop, I gave up. "
Luo Xingchen downplayed, his tone was beyond doubt.
Su Mengyao turned her head, didn't even look at it, and mumbled: "Pretend!"
Luo Xingchen looked embarrassed, and he scratched his head in helplessness.
"The commander is really amazing! What kind of rank should our formation be considered?"
Everyone was abused, and they all smiled and asked in a low voice.
"This kind of force should be invincible in the world in a first-level theater."
Qing Zishan sighed.
Su Mengyao raised her head, giggling, still passing by Qing Zishan with a triumphant appearance, snorted coldly, revealing a kind of disdain.
Not far away, a flying arrow shuttled over, and it happened to be nailed to Luo Xingchen's left five inches.
Luo Xingchen's gaze flickered, with a trace of vigilance, suddenly insight into the four directions.
With the spiritual power of the transformation stage, he probed the movement in a radius of a hundred miles.
As a result, he found nothing.
At this time, Su Mengyao frowned, her face was cold, and she squatted down, trying to pick up this arrow.
Qing Zishan shouted: "Hold on!"
Su Mengyao was shocked by this violent shout, and her body trembled and stood still.
Qing Zishan looked at this faint purple arrow, which had a piece of paper, lingering in the faint purple evil cold air.
With a solemn expression, he said solemnly: "This kind of thing looks so evil, I'm afraid that the Yingui tribe doesn't have this kind of evil.
Don't touch it lightly, let me have a look. "
He took out a pair of gloves, which were refined from hundreds of poisons that were more than a thousand years old.
Su Mengyao stepped back, staring blankly at Qing Zishan and pulling out the arrow.
Qingzishan first put the paper aside and experimented with arrows.
There is a bush of grass three feet ahead.
He aimed the arrow at the grass and threw it over.
The result was only a moment, these green grasses, instantly withered, wilted, and then shattered and vanished!
Su Mengyao's heart was throbbing, cold sweat came out, and she shuddered suddenly, with lingering fears!
Qing Zishan opened the note, and everyone stared at the note.
"Luo Xingchen, your death date is approaching, and the Necrosphere is your burial place!"
At this sentence, everyone was dumbfounded and took a few breaths!
They looked at Luo Xingchen in amazement, extremely solemn.
Luo Xingchen was expressionless, without saying a word, Qing Zishan frowned, and said in a condensed voice: "Could it be that Lanfeng Army, there is an inner ghost?"
With these words, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and they were full of doubts.
Afterwards, Luo Xingchen shook his head: "It shouldn't be. I can send a message without a word. As long as my soul is strong, I can do it too.
They did not come to take the initiative to attack, but issued a warning, this is a provocation, a demonstration! "
Luo Xingchen clenched his fists, his killing intent was amazing.
"Sure enough, Heroes of the Wind is ranked eighteenth. It's not that easy to do."
Someone said sincerely.
They are worried about Luo Xingchen.
"Necromancer? I have never heard of this kind of formation, but if the enemy dares to put it out, then it must be sure."
Qing Zishan calmly stated his analysis.
At the same time, Xue Hen walked in the wind, went out on horseback, and landed here.
With his hands behind his back and his sharp eyes, he looked at Luo Xingchen, and said in a deep voice: "Xingchen, the general above, the commander of the top ten ace army in the first-level theater, sent me an edict, asking me to find the Lanfeng army. There are people with high levels of knowledge in the formation, and in a few days, an ultimate battle will erupt in the first-level war zone!
The Demon Alliance, the Human Alliance, and the Tianjiao figures are coming together. There are countless strong men. The total number of people fighting on both sides adds up to 6 million. This is a real one-million-lion showdown! They asked me to select elite troops from the army. At that time, you will take the blood guard and go to war! "
Xue Hen's words shocked everyone and extremely excited!
"That said, our Lanfeng Army also has the opportunity to participate in the 100-year ultimate duel?"
Luo Xingchen wondered: "What is the ultimate showdown?"
Xue Hen whispered: "The ultimate showdown is the trial battle between the Human Alliance and the Demon Alliance. Once every 100 years, it represents the rise and fall of the two giants of humans and demons. A large amount of resources will allow many high-level planes, even super planes, to retreat. If you dare to repent, the decree of the true god will surrender the decree and obliterate the five great sages of the demons, fifty strong masters of the realm, and the Demon Alliance. It will all be affected.
Conversely, the same is true for the defeat of the Human Alliance!
Such a result will make the repentant suffer even greater losses. Therefore, no one dares to repent, and the battle of trial is not a joke.
The battle of trial in the first-level theater is once a hundred years, and the second-level theater, the battlefield of heaven and man, is one hundred and fifty years!
The war zone of Wanyijing is five hundred years, and when it comes to Ten Tribulations, it is once every 1,000 years!
As for the domain master realm, the ultimate battle zone is rarely used in the first place. Once the domain master battles against the strong, it will destroy the world and destroy the earth with great destructive power.
The battle of their trial is even more flies away, far away indefinitely.
The battle of trial, even in the first-level theater, will gather talents from all walks of life. There are countless evildoers and countless strong men. Only the most powerful legion can participate in the war. The first-level theater has fifty thousand human alliance legions, and finally can participate in the ultimate. Few of the World War I!
Therefore, it is also an honor for our Lanfeng Army to be able to fight! In the past few hundred years, the Lanfeng Army has survived, but it has never been qualified. Now, it is qualified. "