"Uh, it hurts so much!" Luo Shaoqiang fainted the moment he accepted the seal.

Luo Yang took a few breaths and used his skill to throw Luo Shaoqiang out. While Niu Yanfang was still able to support him, he used his eyes to scan the battlefield again and nodded and said, "Okay, the space in front and back has been blocked. It has become difficult to teleport remotely. The enemy's speed of increasing troops has slowed down by 70% to 80%. Pay attention to cooperation, I will go back and rest for a while."

The rolling dragon smiled and said, "Uncle Luo, go and rest quickly! This small scene is enough for us juniors."

OK! This guy is familiar with him and thinks that Luo Shaoqiang is a nephew of the Luo family. Since everyone has the friendship of running for life side by side, he also wants to become a second-generation god.

"Don't copy the divine pattern of the ancient god of war. It contains a lot of private goods inside, which will make you a time and space coordinate. Use the Xuantian war pattern to add it to confuse the public! This way there will be no problems." Luo Yang pointed at the rolling dragon before leaving, and was full of expectations for the four people.

"Damn, I knew there would be no good thing about a pie falling from the sky. There was indeed something wrong." The dragon rolled the ground to curse, and was lucky to get the mansion of the God of War, but his luck was too good to be suspicious. As a fat man with only quality, he often looked at the world with a skeptical look.

Money is exhausted, but the results are beyond imagination. The magical weapons carried by the gods! Treasures! They are all put into their pockets. Meng Weiyang doesn't like them, but she is very rare.

"It seems that the boss has made a lot of effort." Meng Weiyang looked at Luo Yang's back. It was absolutely unusual to leave the battlefield at this time. You should know that Zhang Xiaoman is still fighting. If he had not fallen to a certain level, he would have been able to hold on.

"Uncle Meng, hurry up! Don't stand stupidly. Aguli in the north is about to rush out. There is a powerful marrow in their spines. We will continue to confuse them." Qian Lailai shouted loudly, already addicted to robbing the battlefield.

The storm was surging and the battlefield continued to heat up. The Dayan Dynasty and Yanhuang University invested a lot of power. As soon as these two major forces moved, they took the lead, and many masters began to gather on the battlefield.

The enemies are not easy to get along with each other. Even the core members brought by Luo Yang were damaged, killing the sky and the earth, causing the earth to be covered with magma and fire lines, like a flame fishing net.

"Luo Yang!"

A tragic roar came from the battlefield, and the undead tribe Zhang Xiaoman fell into a disadvantage. There were divine patterns flowing in the air, gathering into circles of wheel-like divine rings to suppress them. Zhang Xiaoman seized the opportunity to shoot out two wooden flying knives.

"Stinky woman, are you forcing me to change my body? Then I will lose my last trace of humanity." Zhang Xiaoman, the undead tribe, looked at the wooden flying knife inserted into his chest, with hatred in his eyes!

"You have no chance." Zhang Xiaoman turned his back and said lightly: "Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, go with the weather! It is scattered in mainstream time and space, and you have not disappeared, we will merge into one!"

"Hmph!" The body of the undead tribe Zhang Xiaoman was raised up like a bamboo, but the wooden flying knife inserted into his chest suddenly burst out from his body. Countless green buds drilled out of his body and instantly turned into green divine vines, interspersed with figures that were constantly lifted up.

"No, everything witheres and the Ganges decay, my realm can reverse vitality."

"You are wrong. From birth to death, it is a cycle. Only death but no life can only be considered half a cycle. Come back! Your consciousness is filled with spiritual light, life and death are one, so why bother to divide each other?" Zhang Xiaoman faintly accepted the other party, not a real death in the normal sense, but a redemption, and the two form a perfect circle.

"You? The benevolence of a woman..." The life bead flew high and suddenly shattered. The undead clan Zhang Xiaoman broke it on his own. She didn't even know how much she had paid for this battle and whether she had used her heart. But there was one thing she could confirm that she had no hatred for Luo Dingtian to throw her out, but there was a kind of relief deep in her heart.

"Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, it is perfect!" Luo Yang had returned to the Pure Land, and found a place to sit cross-legged. He saw the life beads rising from afar and muttering to himself. The mainstream time and space and war nest time and space have a huge interference effect. Even if a person with intertwined fate is involved in the undead tribe, he will form a bond. After all, he still loves and loves, and cannot or is unwilling to break free.

Luo Yang corrected his expression and said, "Since it was exposed in advance, more people will try their best to enter the sea of ​​artistic conception. They have different purposes. Some want to kill me and make famous, while others want to take advantage of the situation to make waves and make blood and fire more violent! From today on, the God of Xuantian War will be in charge of the Pure Land."

The transmission of the Hongyin made many people terrified and put away those little thoughts. The development of human race is so fast that it is definitely not a solid piece of iron. Foreign races have used great power to erode, hoping to grasp the trends of the human race at the highest level through their eyes.

With Zhang Xiaoman returning to his position, many median gods on the battlefield lost their backbone. It was obvious that Luo Dingtian was eliminating dissidents and purifying the battle nest team.

However, this magical war did not stop, but became more and more intense. The war nest time and space sent a large number of troops to launch an offensive against the areas around the Pure Land, forcing the human camp to continue to shrink. In the end, all outside the Pure Land fell, and there was no other stronghold or town.

Luo Shaoqiang woke up after half a month. Of course, this is the time of the sea of ​​artistic conception. Now, except for the god level, only the true body can enter!

"Hiss, it hurts so much! What's going on?"

"Oh, Qiangzi, you finally woke up. Mom, the idiots in the medical team said they were in a coma for up to five days, but they ended up delaying it."

"You are the Rolling Dragon? Where are we?"

"Hahaha, I'm rare to remember me, and I don't jump out a little bit. Tell you, we're on the cliff near the edge position. Grandma, I've been fighting so far in the past half month. It was originally a plain that was a place that was forced into an abyss. You might as well return to the team quickly! Uncle Luo said that many god-level projections were sealed in your body and needed to fight to refine those projections. Your power should be very great now, just like a constant super-powered barbaric dragon power in the magical period."

The fat man looked at Luo Shaoqiang enviously and complained in his heart: "The second generation of God is indeed the second generation of God, with all kinds of small stoves, various help, and all kinds of envy and jealousy, so this is a golden thigh, I have to hold it firmly."

"boom……"

The camp tent shook a few times, and then he heard a loud voice shouting: "Ugly fat man, come to the battlefield with me, are you a woman? You have been resting for so long and still staying in the tent."

Lin Tianbao entered the camp and saw Luo Shaoqiang awakening. He said, "What are you doing when you are stupid? The battlefield needs manpower, so you can wash your face and get your spirits. The next batch of people will enter the main attack team."

"Yes!" Luo Shaoqiang and the rolling dragon hurriedly saluted.

There was a loud rumbling sound and hesitating. From time to time, beast roars came, and many holy beasts and mechanical beasts came to the battlefield, but the battle nest was more time and space.

I fight every day and rarely have a rest.

The level promotion is certainly gratifying, but then I put the joy behind me. The human camp was damaged at the beginning, and as I adapted to high-intensity combat, a group of war emperors and war saints emerged.
Chapter completed!