"What the human race lacks now is this kind of sharpness!" Zun Po looked at the soldiers of various races coming and going in the camp and sighed, "Don't you feel that because of that kid, there is something on them?"

Wu Lie was stunned when he heard this, and he quietly observed in silence, and sure enough, those clan soldiers were really different from before.

Of course, it's not that they also have a breakthrough or anything.

But in their conversation, in addition to the obvious look of envy and jealousy, there was a glimmer of light in their eyes.

That is, hopefully!

In the discussion where eyebrows fluttered from time to time, the people of all races who had long been accustomed to standing still were all in high spirits at this moment, and the heat in their eyes was so hot that even Wu Lie was very frightened when he looked at it.

Awakening the bloodline, which was once out of reach in the eyes of these ordinary qi and blood body soldiers, is now shrinking in the distance between heaven and earth in their hearts.

If we talk about an awakening, it means that a clan has opened the door to the clan. But that goal may have been too far away for them.

But now it's different, they've all seen thirty-nine qi and blood bodies awaken at the same time! In their eyes, the mysterious veil of awakening bloodlines has been revealed, what else is impossible?

Not to mention the half-aged men in their forties among them... He can grow old trees, phew! Iron trees bloom, why can't we!

Of course, more young people are targeting Ouyang Ting. Isn't that the character who stands in the center of the clan and leads the clan awaken forward is exactly the existence they often fantasize about in the dead of night.

Live as your own protagonist!

At this moment, Zuo Daying, under Wu Lie's dumbfounded gaze, burst out with a heavy light of hope.

"As long as he is on the battlefield of my clan's wall, no one's hand will want to reach in!" this is the whisper of the Zun Po, and it is also her position.

"I see. Wu Lie seemed to have an understanding.

....

When the morning sun rose again, Ouyang Ting, who was looking at the thirty-nine clansmen who had awakened the bloodline on the clan wall, was full of excitement. I saw black clothes and black armor appear again with a thick rope on their shoulders.

The two people who were in front of him before leaving were still the Cao brothers, and after these years of cultivation, their bodies had already recovered, and they grinned and shouted at him: "Hey! Thunder boy, won't you go down the wall?"

This scene is like a world away.

Soon, more than 50 people belonging to the Zuo Daying Martial Pavilion all went to the wall. Moreover, none of the five commanders remained.

The mission was dangerous, and the fifty-four samurai were divided into five groups, and the five commanders personally assumed the position of captain.

Ouyang Ting, the lake on the map, had been there before, and according to the proportion of the lake on the map, he had to go out of the wall at least thousands of miles beyond the clan wall this time.

It's hard to imagine how those Spirit Clansmen could single-handedly roam in such a deep beast world. But it is not difficult to guess that this information is not easy to come by.

"The news from the right camp has come, and it is estimated that it is almost time to start leaving. Cao Kun handed the rope to Ouyang Ting and said, "Hey, we have to hurry, don't let that group of animals take the lead." ”

In this Killing Martial Pavilion, he can be regarded as familiar, the left and right camps are a little twisted and turned, and Ouyang Ting has also touched a lot of side attacks.

The pavilion master over there is also surnamed Wu, and this Wu Yan Wulie's room is a cousin in the next room, but this relationship... It's hard to put into words.

It is said that when I was a child, the two pavilion masters did not get along very well, and they often fought, and they didn't cry and didn't stop fighting.

The two of them came to this Longkou Pass almost at the same time, and entered the Killing Martial Pavilion on the left and right. The years have changed over the years, and they have successively come to the position of the pavilion master.

Then, this Longkou Pass will be lively.

It's not that the battalion is lively, but the signal troops who come and go are miserable.

As long as you have something to be happy about, you must write it down immediately and send it over.

Anyway, one is happy and the other is not very happy, between you and me, even the warriors with the martial pavilions on both sides have the idea of competing.

Last time you went out and killed a few orcs, and killed a few traitors of the beast tribe. That's not good, I have to go out here, and I'm not allowed to come back if I can't kill enough...

Take this operation as an example, the comparison is that under the same brave circumstances, there are more people on who can come back alive!

Although this is an alternative expectation for the Martial Pavilion, it also just shows that the strange antagonism between the two Pavilion Masters never discriminates between time and occasion.

In order to ensure the absolute airtightness of the clan wall, the Wanli clan wall never has a door. Therefore, Ouyang Ting had to take the rope handed over by Cao Kun again with some reluctance.

Although this product looks like he is smiling again, Ouyang Ting always feels that his Yin Tang is black, and he is going to be unlucky.

"Prepare to go down the wall!" Liao Fan is the first commander, and he will be the commander-in-chief of the Martial Pavilion who came out of the wall this time.

"He's going too?" Ouyang Ting touched Cao Kun and asked the Zhang archer who was packing up in the distance.

Cao Kun turned his face to look, and then whispered: "This kind of action must definitely have him joined, not only on our side, but also on the right battalion." They..."

Saying that, he leaned over and whispered to Ouyang Ting's ear: "Don't get too close to them, anyway, you will know slowly in the future." ”

Ouyang Ting nodded as if he didn't understand, this archer is called Zhang Pofeng, a very archer name.

On weekdays, he rarely communicates with people, he looks cold, and the clan soldiers rarely take the initiative to talk to him.

After all, he is a member of the Zhang clan, and the majesty of the holy clan cannot be completely blocked by a clan wall. If you were in the clan land, you would have to kneel down to talk to them.

Therefore, even the name Ouyang Ting was told by others, and he never talked to him.

Even if, the two have stood together for half a day....

Wu Yan has never been on the wall, I don't know if this pavilion master has some taboos, anyway, he will not go up to the wall to send these martial pavilion members to such a dangerous task.

Therefore, only Wu Lie, the great commander, said a few words to everyone to cheer up.

In this way, under the eager gaze of all the clan soldiers, the black-clothed and black-armored men slowly descended the clan wall one by one along the rope.

"In order to make our whereabouts as unobvious as possible, we split into five groups to sneak. After going down the wall, Liao Fan quickly divided more than 50 people into five columns according to the pre-arrangement.

He then handed the wooden whistles to the other four commanders and instructed: "Remember, try to keep the distance within half a mile so that it is easy to take care of." Remember!

"Don't worry, old rules, can we still know a few brothers. ”

The second commander, Xiao Cheng, nodded and smiled. The five of them are old brothers, and they have all gone all the way like Ouyang Ting, and the tacit understanding between them has long been a habit.

"Brother Xiao, Lao Liao means to let you look at the brothers under him, I guess he doesn't care about your rotten life at all. Yes, Lao Liao. The fourth commander, Feng Rong, smiled and took the words and teased.

"Roll the calves. If it wasn't for ..."Xiao Cheng was annoyed.

"If I hadn't run for more than a hundred miles on your back, you would have been gnawed clean by those brutes. Hahaha. I've said this hundreds of times, and our ears are calloused. The commander of the five battalions, Wang Qizhao, said with a smile.

"Haha..."Seeing that the commander was deflated, a group of heartless martial arts warriors also laughed.

Liao Fan's eyes widened when he saw this, and he said angrily: "Shut up for me, the great commander hasn't left yet!

"I won't say much about the rest, the target snake cave, for the sake of the human race!" Liao Fan finished speaking, turned around and trotted off with a team of people.

"For the sake of the Terrans!" everyone shouted and set off, and no one would look back at the wall, because it was unlucky!

Ouyang Ting's chest was full of pride now, and he was not afraid of going out again this time. The clansmen have followed his footsteps, and if this continues, the Ouyang clan will definitely prosper!

For the sake of the human race is the will of the clan wall, and it is also the perseverance of the clan.

But these clan soldiers even included killing members of the Martial Pavilion.

Which one will not change this slogan slightly in their hearts, birth and death are for the sake of the human race, but in the same way, their original intention is for the people...

Of course, what Ouyang Ting didn't know was that when he rushed into the dense forest with a fire fork. Behind him, more than one pair of eyes looked at his back with complexity.

Wu Lie stood on the clan wall and watched like this, watching them go down to the bottom of the wall one by one and stand guard, and then follow in groups, and finally turned into five black arrows and rushed into the dense forest and disappeared.

"For the sake of the Terrans...," Wu Lie muttered.

.....

"This kid... There are quirks. "In the city of the center of the human race, Zhang Shenghong, the patriarch of the Holy Clan, was a little distracted with the message in his hand.

Originally, he just wanted to check the news of Zhang Miao's outing this time, and of course, he was also interested in the young man who the vulture said had something to do with Zhang Miao.

The Holy Clan controls the Four Domains, and the eyes of the Tianji Pavilion within his own clan are all over the land of the clan, and the things he wants to know are naturally difficult to escape the detection of the Tianji Pavilion.

The name Ouyang Ting appeared more than once in the letters from Tianji Pavilion, which also made Zhang Shenghong have an impression of thanksgiving him.

And this time, the word Ouyang Ting appeared again in the message from Longkou Pass, and most of the entire content was related to this originally insignificant kid.

"In a short period of time, the Weimo tribe has become the leader of the clan. Hehe, interesting. Zhang Shenghong raised his hand and waved the letter paper up, and with a light palm, the letter paper was smashed and fell to the ground.

"What's the matter? Could it be that you're worried that this kid will become another Wu Clan?" said lightly, the blackbird transformed by the Holy Eagle said.

Zhang Shenghong glanced at it and said disdainfully: "The Zhang clan has ruled the clan for thousands of years, and a Wu clan... Don't be afraid. Put away your little abacus. ”

"Hehe, I said that there is a totem beast of your human race that has come down from above with me. ”

The vulture said provocatively: "Think about it with your brain, when has such a genius ever produced in the land of your race? If you really have the help of that Suzaku, when he grows up, I am afraid that you will not be able to cover this little thing." ”

The sage among the dignified beasts, once he stumbled, he hated being controlled by this hateful Zhang Shenghong, and at first, it was in pain.

But slowly, it began to get used to, even... I like this land of the Terrans very much. Of course, it would be better if this Zhang Shenghong could die in front of it...

The vulture's words hit Zhang Shenghong's weakness, the human race, does not need other kings, let alone the miracle of rebirth.

After being silent for a long time, he slowly lifted the red pen...