The fierce battle lasted for a whole month, the monsters were slaughtered in half, and finally broke and fled, and the golden-armored warriors were a full third, the dead were gone, and all the warships sounded with long horns, like a wail.

After a month of fighting, the surviving monks experienced a metamorphosis, a metamorphosis from their hearts to their strength, looking at the bones of their former classmates and friends in the battlefield, they had no tears, only a deep hatred for the world-destroying race.

Fighting is the best way to improve strength, especially in such a battle where you can face life and death at any time, the surviving monks have all made breakthroughs, and Zhu Tianpeng is naturally no exception.

However, Zhu Tianpeng's merit value is far less than he imagined, and after upgrading the two supernatural powers to perfection, there is not much merit left.

Witch Body Level: Witch Level 7 (Witch Level 8 requires 80,000 merits)

Cultivation level: mid-stage Jindan (60,000 merits are required in the late stage of Jindan)

Divine power: upright without shadow (consummation)

Archery (Perfection)

Merit: Forty-five thousand six hundred and thirty-one

After standing without a shadow, the scope of Zhu Tianpeng's divine exploration was close to thousands of miles, but he didn't dare to try arbitrarily, there were many strong people in the sky, and it was likely that he could easily discover his demons.

I didn't try the archery technique of the mountain, and I don't know how powerful it is.

The witch body level and cultivation level have both been upgraded by one level, but after watching the next battle, I can only feel that I am even more insignificant, and in front of the real masters, I am just a slightly stronger ant.

The real battle seemed to have just begun, and the steel puppets controlled by the Yuanying Monk officially entered the field, the number was much less than that of the gold-armored warriors, but the combat power was a hundred times more than his.

This time, the opponent was an extremely tall humanoid creature, and it confronted the steel golem head-on, and it did not fall behind in the slightest.

"Don't the World-Destroying Race have steel golems like the Terrans?

Zhu Tianpeng felt that he was much older, and even his speech became silent.

Li Muzhi's understanding of him has changed again and again in the past month, if it weren't for this young man brought from the world, his gold-armored warrior might have turned into food in the stomach of the monster, and even he might not be able to escape.

He snorted, the battle belonging to the Golden Armor Warrior was over, and it was the choice of many people to use alcohol to anesthetize or relax themselves.

"Whether it's a gold-armored warrior or a steel golem, it's a last resort, the world-destroying clan advocates to improve themselves in killing, they don't bother to do this, in the eyes of high-end combat power, these things can be easily crushed. ”

Zhu Tianpeng's eyes lit up, these days he often has nightmares, dreaming that Longhua Kingdom has become a battlefield, dreaming of monsters running rampant, dreaming of people being slaughtered, dreaming of relatives and friends disappearing in front of him one by one with tears in their eyes.

The battle in the sky was even more tragic, but seeing this steel puppet, Zhu Tianpeng had his own thoughts.

If there are such steel puppets in your own world, then even ordinary people can compete with these monsters and even kill them.

With such thoughts, Zhu Tianpeng has an incomparable desire to return to that world.

After Li Muzhi heard this, he also kept nodding, and after he found Elder Lingyun, soon, a memory crystal was handed over to him, which had both the operating principle of the golden armor warrior and the production method of the steel puppet.

Not only that, Li Muzhi also brought him good news, the top of the legion had decided to send a death squad to the rear of the world-destroying clan to blow up the passage to the world.

Zhu Tianpeng was extremely excited when he heard the news, and this was the only chance he could go back.

The battle in the sky is no easier than that on the ground, and the dazzling variety of combat techniques are dizzying.

From time to time, steel golems fell, some of the primordial monks were able to escape back to the battleship, while others were torn apart by the other party, and the humanoid creatures of the world-destroying race were also killed and wounded, and the battlefield was still in a stalemate.

The death squad was quickly formed, and targeted training began.

How to hide traces, how to evade the other party's search, how to place the hedron ban and detonate it, how to determine the authenticity of the spatial passage, how to escape after the mission is completed, etc., etc., there are so many things to learn, but the time is only twenty days.

Li Muzhi also joined the death squad, and his entire family had already been slaughtered by the Exterminating Clan, in his words.

"We're all going to die in battle with the Destroyers, but sooner or later, if we can do something more meaningful, it's a happy death. ”

In the same group with the two of them was also a genius monk, named Wang Chongming, his Taoist companion had just fallen in the previous battle, and he wanted to die with deep affection, but the end of the ground battle gave him no chance to die.

Entering the death squad, he carried the hairpin of the Taoist at any time, and would take it out and gaze affectionately for a long time after training every day.

The cooperation of the three of them is already very skilled, so they are much more familiar, Zhu Tianpeng wants to find some topics to divert his attention every time, but he finds out, he just shows a kind smile, and his eyes will return to the hairpin.

Li Muzhi said that his heart is dead and cannot be recalled, people have a goal in life, and if the ultimate goal is gone, there will be no people, Zhu Tianpeng knows that he is right, but he still has some unbearable in his heart.

"Why doesn't the top-level combat power start fighting, but gradually start the battle from low to high? If the top-level combat power is directly launched, then Wang Chongming's Daoist companion will not die!

In their eyes, we are just ants, and what is the point of the battle between the ants, and what is the effect of it?"

For these, Zhu Tianpeng was quite puzzled.

"Senior brother, I have asked this question before, but I have also not received an answer, I have often thought about this question for so many years, for the great power, they can crush all of us with one finger, why do they let us fight so hard?

Later, I realized, maybe this is the rule agreed by both sides, if the great power can deal with us and others, both races may be extinct, and there are only some top-level combat power left, what's the point?"

Zhu Tianpeng asked again:

"But isn't it true that the world-destroying race is meant to exterminate us?"

Li Muzhi shook his head again, he also knew very little about such a problem.

"Senior brother, maybe they want to make their people stronger in the killing, and treat us as a whetstone!"

"Could it be?" Zhu Tianpeng suddenly exclaimed, "Could it be that they are facing a more powerful opponent?"

Li Muzhi was also taken aback by this big question, but he really couldn't give an answer.

The battle in the sky has been upgraded to another level, crossing the out-of-body realm, the powerhouses of the distraction realm have made a move, they have refined various clones, and it has become difficult to completely kill them at this time, but their opponents are also more perverted.

In order to avoid affecting the warships of both sides, their battlefield has become higher, and almost everyone's attention is focused on the top.

Some unbelievable attack methods made Zhu Tianpeng fascinated.

The death squad is finally about to set off, and everyone is given a space storage bag, and in the storage bag is a spar prohibition that can blow up the space passage, as long as you input mana into it, you can touch the ban.

They were also taught a set of techniques that could conceal and mimic the aura of monsters, reducing the likelihood of detection.

The death squads consisted of a hundred people, in groups of three, each with their own goal, and the air was so tightly sealed that they could only penetrate from the ground to the rear of the Extinction Race.

The Earth Escape Method was quickly refined by Zhu Tianpeng, and after being properly prepared, the action finally began.

Under the cover of power, they silently came to the ground, which was already covered with monster corpses.

The rotting and foul-smelling corpse was turned over until more than ten meters down, and the soil that had been stained red with blood was not until it was more than ten meters down, and it was only after more than ten meters that the true color of the soil was revealed.

After identifying their direction, they began to perform the art of earth escape.

For more than ten days, they did not dare to show their faces, and they were all underground when they rested.

It wasn't until they were tens of thousands of miles away from the battlefield that they carefully peeked out of the earth, forced away the hordes of various monsters, and they came to a valley.

It has been less than half a month since the passage opened, but fortunately, it is not far from everyone.

After inspecting the entire valley and finding nothing unusual, and then arranging a concealment formation, everyone decided to rest for a day and recuperate before starting to split up.

Now that the space passage is heavily guarded, it is extremely difficult to enter, and the best time to sneak attack is when the passage is about to open, when their attention is attracted by the space passage, and the vigilance is the most lax.

Of course, at that time, all the pioneers who were preparing to enter the world gathered here, and it was most difficult to escape for their lives after they succeeded, but almost everyone chose to forget about this problem.

When night fell, Zhu Tianpeng sat on the top of the valley, his supernatural powers were standing without a shadow, so he was very sure that he could return to his own world, but he still couldn't bear to see the rest of the people go to die.

Li Muzhi didn't know when he had come behind him, and he was always a little relieved about this junior disciple who was superior in strength but obviously still very young.

"Senior brother, I know that you are soft-hearted and can't bear to see us die, but you must remember that this is our own choice.

Moreover, the secrets of the soul have not yet been solved, and who knows where we will be led?

Your responsibilities are much more important than ours, so don't worry about us, you must return to the world. ”

Zhu Tianpeng nodded and looked into the distance.

Within a thousand miles, everything was in full view, and he himself was full of confusion about the road ahead.