In the current situation on the battlefield, orcs have an absolute advantage, and the greatest reliance of human beings is their ancestral weapon.

The accurate casualty report was reported bit by bit, and Zhao Ji and others looked increasingly ugly. Similarly, in this battle, they also re-understood the combat power of orcs. Although orcs were better at dealing with individual soldiers than before, humans with fewer killing tools had reduced their lethality to orcs. If it weren't for the ancestral weapon.

Keeping in the battle, it is very likely that the orcs will be killed out today. "In fact, we have certain advantages." Lan Yunxiao suddenly said, "We will be affected by energy in the ancient battlefield, and orcs can do it. Now orcs occupy the commanding heights, and they will not give up that place at all.

This means that they must always maintain a certain amount of troops in the ancient battlefield, and we are different. We can withdraw and recuperate at any time."

"I was wondering, since we can completely withdraw and they are inside, can they directly strike them?" Someone raised this point. "Looking for death." Kuangzi sneered, "The energy in the ancient battlefield is mixed, and now it connects two continents. If you detonate the energy in the ancient battlefield is mixed, believe me, no one wants to see such a result, and there is no need for orcs to appear.

One third of the world will be destroyed." Chai Jiuming smiled bitterly, "This method has been thought of for a long time, and it is impossible to achieve it. The energy of this ancient battlefield has had an impact on our world. I wonder if you have discovered that the glaciers around us now

, is it already melting? The energy from the ancient battlefield is already leaking. I can guarantee that once we do something extraordinary, the energy from the ancient battlefield is completely leaking, we will be finished."

"The only thing we can do now is to delay the orcs and wait." Lan Yunxiao looked outside the tent, "Wait for him to come back."

Wait for him to come back... Now, all hope is placed on one person. If he can bring back the ancestral weapon, it will become the biggest turnaround for mankind. But no one knows when he will come back, and no one will urge him, because at this time

Everyone knows in their hearts that everyone is working hard for one goal.

"Come on, gather!" Zhao Ji stood up and wiped out the cigarette in his mouth.

The square formation was lined up again, and as the flags were waving, the large army entered the ancient battlefield again. The fog was shrouded in thick corpses and blood flowing into a river.

Two days passed in this battle, and every minute and second, life disappeared.

In the hot summer, in a remote mountain village.

Zhang Xuan carried the package and stepped on the muddy path. The package behind him was even more exaggerated than before, and he obviously had gained more ancestral soldiers.

Zhang Xuan's pace was not fast, but it had an absolute rule. His breathing even began to fluctuate with the movement of his pace.

In front of Zhang Xuan, a little girl fell to the ground and kept kowtowing to Zhang Xuan.

"Uncle, I beg you, save my mother, she will die."

The little girl looked only six or seven years old, and her eyes were swollen from crying, and her originally smooth forehead was completely purple. Zhang Xuan looked at the little girl without stopping at all. He didn't even look behind the little girl. The pale-faced woman glanced at the pale woman, even if Zhang Xuan now only needed to help a little favor and spare for more than ten minutes.

In a while, she can save her life.

"Uncle, I beg you!"

The little girl kept kowtowing, and the blood flowed down from her forehead, making people feel unbearable to watch.

But Zhang Xuan walked over from the little girl as if he hadn't seen anything. The moment Zhang Xuan passed by the little girl, the world in front of him completely changed. The mud under his feet turned into a rock. The little girl who could not bear it at one glance turned into a glimmer of light and disappeared in front of Zhang Xuan.

In front of Zhang Xuan's eyes, it turned into a darkness. In this darkness, nine children's corpses were scattered around.

Zhang Xuan looked at everything around him and suddenly laughed.

"Old man Lu, it turns out that I have never walked out of here."

Zhang Xuan felt the weight of the package behind him. When he opened the package, all the things that were originally placed in the package disappeared, and the rest were just some gravels.

Zhang Xuan threw these things away, and the only one behind him was the dark sickle. "The moment I returned to the entrance of the cave, I was already in the illusion, right? In these few days, you made me experience despair, made me cold again, relentless again, and cruel again. Everything in the illusion is actually me

What is afraid of, right?"

Zhang Xuan touched the grip of the sickle. The effect of this life sickle is to elicit what people fear the most in their hearts. All Zhang Xuan's illusions are caused by this life sickle. "You are gone, and you can still make this life sickle affect me." Zhang Xuan looked at the engravings on the stone wall in the cave, "Old man Lu, how strong are you? Now, I'm back again. You want me to face my heart. Actually, I think about it.

There is nothing scary about the first things. Everyone is selfish, and the same is true for me. Back then, I was just to survive. If they don’t die, I will die.”

When Zhang Xuan said this, he suddenly took a step forward. In front of him, a skull fell there alone. Zhang Xuan's feet stepped onto the skull and slashed the skull. At the moment the skull was crushed, a dull sound came from the cave, and a light lit up from the depths of the cave. The stone wall that was so hard that even the Demon Sword of Destruction could only bring a scratch, slowly opened, and the light was from that

Appearing out.

Zhang Xuan followed the light and walked in. After this cave, there was a unique world. There were weapons on the shelves, just like the ancient blacksmith shop selling goods. There were annotations under each weapon.

Modao, taken from the Yingcun Masashi family.

The Blue Jade Sword is taken from the Huang family in Yanxia.

"The Huang family is gone." Zhang Xuan's eyes swept over the Blue Jade Sword. He destroyed the Huang family.

The Bagua produces copper hammers, taken from the Golden House of Goryeo.

The Axe of Death is taken from the hands of Mark Wells, a free country.

The weapons were presented in front of Zhang Xuan. These were all the ancestral soldiers sealed by Lu Yan back then. At this time, all of them were left here. This is the biggest treasure house of this surface civilization! The separation of energy and soldiers has reduced the strength of the surface countless levels. Many years later, these ancestral soldiers once again saw the light of day!

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