When the golden corpse rushed down the mountain, there were Nangong Yuanyu, Qingling and Li Cheng from the Freemasons who were fighting out of the A02 base and arrived together.

This is not the end. After Li Cheng and the others rushed down, the time travelers who had been under the protection of Whale Island were all killed under the leadership of Liu Dezhu, Nan Gengchen, Zhang Tianzhen, Li Tongyun, and Shinguji Temple!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Although all Shikigami Shinji Maki's Shinji are sealed, she is also a real knight demigod!

The Legion of the Dead is pouring into the battlefield continuously, and reinforcements are also pouring into the battlefield continuously!

No one is absent from this human catastrophe.

As Qingchen expected, this world no longer needs someone to save it, but everyone is here, struggling for that glimmer of hope.

This is the most worthy moment for human civilization to be written.

At this time, the people who controlled the Dead Legion seemed to realize that something was wrong. If the continuous heroic spirits were allowed to come out, the Dead Legion would probably suffer heavy losses!

But more than 4,000 dead giants rushed up and quickly pushed forward with the Legion of Dead, blocking the heroic spirit at the door of the key door.

No matter how many heroes there are in the Northwest Army, it will be useless if they can't escape.

In order to prevent more parents from dying, Zheng Yuandong directly placed the key gate in front of the position to allow the heroic spirit of the Northwest Army to shelter the members of the parent-members from behind.

But in this way, he was blocked by the Dead Legion.

Luo Wanya whispered loudly: "Boss Zheng, leave with the Key Gate and go to a place far away from the battlefield. As long as the war can win, we are fine!"

However, Zheng Yuandong just replied: "No, the reinforcements are not the only ones."

Luo Wanya was stunned. Yes, how could Boss Zheng make a low-level mistake? He must have a backup plan... But where is the backup plan?

The Whale Island Time Walker, Lian tribe, and Freemasonry are not enough to determine the situation of the battle for the entire battlefield.

It is not enough to help the heroes of the Northwest Army open the charge channel, so who is Boss Zheng waiting for?

"Look at the sky! Green cow!" Xiaowu shouted.

Everyone looked up and saw Uncle Li sitting on the side of the green cow flying from a distance, his sharp temperament was like a crescent moon in the sky.

The demigod took a deep breath in the snowy night, and the wind and snow rolled back like a dragon, as if even the gorgeous aurora and galaxy in the sky were about to be sucked into his mouth.

Breathe heaven and earth!

Haven't you seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky!

It flows to the sea and never returns!

I saw a breath of clouds pouring down from the sky, like a river and a waterfall, wrapped in the wind and snow all over the sky like a knife.

The dense legion of the dead on the ground was washed away by the clouds when the clouds were charged, and all turned into white bones and scattered on the ground.

This is not enough. Li Shutong actually took out his power bank and repeated the terrifying Tianhe just now!

Snowflakes washed the mountains, rivers and land, opening up a charge for the heroes of the Northwest Army. The wind whistled in the battlefield like a song of the sky!

Luo Wanya's eyes were a little wet for some reason. He just felt that when you don't want to give up, the world will definitely be singing for you.

The next moment, more and more heroic spirits of the Northwest Army rushed out of the Key Gate, and set foot on the battlefield to save the world again, just like they did a thousand years ago!

The boundless gold collided with the gray defeat of the Kings Legion, but the gold was extremely brilliant, extremely brilliant, and radiant!

However, heroic spirits will also die. After being fatally injured, they will turn into a golden light and fly to the northwest, returning to the Temple of Heroic Spirits to recuperate.

Zhang Xiaoman rushed to the front and laughed loudly, "Go ahead!"

The big fool swept across the battlefield like a tank. He was A-level during his lifetime. At this time, he used the blessing of Ren Xiaosu's Yingling Temple to break through the shackles of A-level early: "I'll hold on for a while!"

During the battle, heroes turn into flowing light and leave the battlefield, like Leo meteor showers in the sky, like weavings, and are as bright as the extreme.

The heroes rushed to death with a smile. When they met the living humans, they would smile and say, "We can't die, let's go first!"

Luo Wanya observed the situation and suddenly said, "How many heroic spirits are there in the northwest?"

Zheng Yuandong said: "There should be 278,911 people, but there are actually 278,911 people."

Luo Wanya said: "That won't work. The number of the Dead Legion is higher than that of them. The heroes of the Northwest Army will be wiped out sooner or later. Boss Zheng, we have to find a way to find the Duke of Storm. Only by finding the controller behind the Dead Legion can this war end."

Zheng Yuandong took out the black true vision eye from his hand and raised his hand to freeze Qianli: "Don't worry, someone has already gone to find it. These Northwest Army are not here to save the world for us, but to help us delay time."

Luo Wanya was stunned. He immediately recalled what happened on the battlefield and recalled who was missing the battle. Those who were absent must be on the way to find Duke of Storm at this time.

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There is snow on the mountain road. When the snow covers the Black Mountains, it is like a young man's head is white.

A middle-aged man and a young man were following behind a pure golden pangolin in heavy snow. This pangolin is a golden beast in the hands of the Taboo Court, and is specializing in finding taboos to eat.

Along the way, the cute and cute gold-seeking beast was taking two people to the top of the mountain, where hundreds of taboo objects had appeared. The smell of the taboo objects made the gold-seeking beast salivate.

"Mr. Yunjing, can we really find the enemy?" Zhang Mengqian asked.

Li Yunjing replied calmly: "The old man on Ginkgo Mountain said yes, that's sure."

"Do you trust him?" Zhang Mengqian asked curiously.

"Li Yunshou and the old man Li Xiurui both trust him, so I trust him too," Li Yunjing replied.

It was at this time that the two met 12 A-level drama masters who were going down the mountain toward the battlefield.

The two sides stood across hundreds of meters of mountain road. Li Yunjing, who is also A-level, suddenly rolled up his sleeves: "You go and kill the main master, these people will be given to me."

Zhang Mengqian knew that Mr. Yun Jing was serious. The last time the other party rolled up his sleeves and snatched the tripe from the hot pot with him. Apart from that, nothing else is worthy of the other party's treatment.

Zhang Mengqian tightened the white cloth tape that he had covered his eyes, passed by the master of the opera as if no one was around, and walked up the mountain road: "Give it a minute."

After saying that, the drama masters really made a way out. They knew that this young man was invincible.

Li Yunjing looked at Zhang Mengqian's back and recalled that when he saw this boy, he felt that the other party was a little embarrassed, a little cold and a little pitiful.

Now he has a grand master's demeanor.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Mengqian didn't care about the sound of killing behind her, but just followed the golden beast to the top of the mountain and 'looked at' the Storm Duke holding a tall scepter.

The Duke of Storm no longer focused on the battlefield, but looked back at Zhang Mengqian and said bluntly in Chinese: "The courage is commendable."

But the Duke of Storm took a closer look.

When Zhang Mengqian stood on the top of the mountain, it seemed to be in harmony with the heaven and earth. He is the heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are him.

Even if time passes, years change, mountains and seas change dramatically, only the young man remains unchanged.

The Duke of Storm narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly he felt that this might be the most difficult opponent he had ever encountered. The young man was clearly blind in his eyes, but he felt like he was seen through it.

Before the decisive battle, he thought that he would meet Qingchen, Li Shutong, and siege.

But I never expected that the final battle would be with an unknown blind boy.

But when the other party appeared in front of him, Duke of Storm subconsciously felt that it was reasonable.

"Okay, I'm in a hurry," Zhang Mengqian said with a smile, and then attacked Duke of Storm.

As soon as the Duke of Storm fought, he felt something was wrong, just because he had the initiative to defeat the enemy and could foresee Zhang Mengqian's move. Zhang Mengqian's sixth sense seemed to be integrated into the will of the world.

Every time the Duke of Storm takes action, Zhang Mengqian can feel it in advance.

This is different from Li Ke's use of a replica backpack to get the lead, because Li Ke borrowed it, but Zhang Mengqian was his own.

After only a dozen breaths in the fight, the Duke of Storm faintly realized that the young man's ability to defeat the enemy seemed to be on the front line faster than him!

How is this possible? The master of the drama is clearly synonymous with the initiative to defeat the enemy!

Unlike the fierce paths of other knights, Zhang Mengqian's attack was more like a gentle breeze and drizzle, like a wisp of blue smoke in the sky. When you see it there, you can dodge it as soon as you reach out.

The Duke of Storm only felt that two breezes were around him, and his heart was illuminating the moon.

He sneered and took action like thunder.

With two bangs, Duke of Storm actually hit Zhang Mengqian's left shoulder and right shoulder with one punch, almost knocking the young knight down the cliff.

The master of the drama knows better how to restrain the master of the drama. When your attack is so fast that the other party cannot dodge even if you see it, it is enough.

The bloodline born by the female giant and the demigod of the drama master made the Duke of Storm extremely talented. He has the physical advantages of the giants, and his physical strength is even better than that of the knight after the demigod.

I have to say that the predicted by the Actors family is correct. Giants and new humans are like evolved species, which are the more certain futures.

Zhang Mengqian rolled on the ground for a few times and stood up, not discouraged: "It turns out that he is hiding his strength. No wonder he is fearless and comes back."

But he didn't know that the giants were all racially gifted, and the Duke of Storm was no exception.

His racial talent is simpler and purer, just to make his body stronger.

This trump card was originally left for Qingchen, but unexpectedly it was forced out by Zhang Mengqian.

Under Zhang Mengqian and Shadow attacked each other, Duke of Storm was still able to handle it with ease.

Just because the opportunity to defeat the enemy is about to come out of the line is not enough to make up for the gap in speed and strength between each other.

Both sides were as fast as lightning on the top of the mountain, and sometimes thunder came.

The mountains shake and the sky breaks.

The true peak battle between the demigods actually unfolded in this corner where no one noticed it.

But every time the thunder flashed, Zhang Mengqian suffered a severe blow.
To be continued...