The dark realm, regardless of life and death, only looks at success or failure, advocating force and killing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The strong are respected, and the name of the ordinary soldier is called: Xuantie soldiers, also the black-armored soldiers encountered on the road, squad leader level, this team is all there, which big man's personal guard should be.

Above the Xuantie soldiers are bronze warriors, and the brown-haired man barely reached this realm after transforming, so he can defeat the captain of the black armor soldiers.

Above the bronze warrior is the silver general, which is the lord level, has an exclusive fief, governs many soldiers, and belongs to the intermediate combat power on the battlefield.

Above the silver generals are the golden commanders, all of whom have experienced a hundred battles, dominate one side, and there are not many demon kingdoms, they are the elite of the elite, the trump card of the trump cards, and they are also the decisive factors that dominate the war in the battlefield.

Above the golden commander is the Purple Jade War King, the strongest combat power in the Dark Realm, controlling the land of a country, living in the Demon Capital, and mastering the life and death of countless species.

There are seven kingdoms in the Dark Realm, namely, Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and Qin.

The Seven Kingdoms have been fighting for years, and they have coexisted for endless years.

Strength is like fine wine, the more he drinks, the more drunk he becomes, he longs for more power, a few days later, a squad of Xuantie soldiers was silently wiped out, the death was strange, the blood and qi all over the body were dry, skin and bones, the first soldier only touched the corpse with his weapon, and the remaining bones turned to ashes.

After a few days, the tragic situation reappeared, another team was destroyed, rumors spread, saying that the dark god cursed the earth, there was no evidence, and the cause of death became a mystery.

As the death toll soared, it finally alarmed the upper echelons, and the lord Silver Warlord was furious and sent a large number of his men to investigate the matter thoroughly, so the vast land was often haunted by bronze warriors, searching for the source of evil.

Carefully sail the ship of ten thousand years, there is often confusion in the hurry, he is more cautious, he will not shoot easily without the certainty of victory, and he has killed several groups of people one after another, and he has become stronger again.

When he pulled the sword out of the belly of a captain, the magic sword fed back a powerful force, directly injected into his body, he was completely intoxicated, unable to extricate himself, this glass of wine was too tempting, the power was emanated, the last trace of black that belonged to the Xuantie warrior was finally gone, replaced by bronze, and he became a bronze warrior.

After receiving the baptism of power, he disappeared into the moonlight again, attacking new prey, like a lone wolf foraging in the night, coming and going without a trace, but anyone who is left alone is his prey.

The killing is not stopped, and the law is gradually becoming clear.

The difference in strength between the Xuantie warrior and the bronze warrior is twice that of the bronze warrior, and the difference between the bronze warrior and the silver warrior is five times.

Ten days ago, he ambushed a silver warrior here, and the result was unexpected, and he was seriously injured in three moves, if he wasn't much stronger than ordinary soldiers, I am afraid that he would have died here.

According to his speculation, the difference between the silver war commander and the gold war commander is even greater, it should be more than ten times, and the lord of the country, the legendary purple jade war king, is not something he can speculate.

There is only one life, and the disparity makes him have to be cautious. Wander between darkness, hover on the edge of life and death, and harvest life.

I don't know how many bronze warriors have been killed, and the armor has changed from bronze to silver, and there is still a trace of cyan in the heart mouth, and the quantitative change has not produced a qualitative change, because no matter how many bronze warriors are killed, it will not be able to make the heart mouth armor change color, and the peak of the person has cold eyes.

Today, he will cross the limit and challenge the nearest Silver Warlord here, and the nonsense is only superfluous, only killing is the main tone.

Battle! Battle! Battle! The battle is inseparable, the sky is dark, and the battle is exhausted!

The tragic ending, the two who were also killed, at the moment of life and death, the silver warrior fiercely inserted the weapon into the enemy's abdomen, but the other party ignored the pain and inserted the long sword into his body, and it was the glory of the warrior together, but this was not the case.

Bright red blood spurted from the wounds of the two, and under the moonlit night, the opponent suddenly smiled strangely, and the white teeth reflected silver light.

The silver general's thoughts were confused, he didn't understand why the other party was laughing, but this smile made him a little creepy, what kind of laughter are you laughing at?

"What!"

He witnessed the scene of his life, smiling at his opponent and pulling out his weapon in his abdomen, which was still on the ground like scrap metal.

His body was getting colder, his consciousness was blurred, and the magic sword quickly sucked his blood, and after a while, the essence and blood in his body were eaten away, and he was already weak, so he fell to the ground and looked up at his opponent.

The powerful aura burst out from the opponent's body, and the variegated color in the heart finally disappeared, and since then, he has broken away from the bronze category and successfully stepped into the silver ranks.

The eyes of the Silver Warlord to the Death were still wide open, and he saw with his own eyes that the blood was sucked up, turned into pure power, and poured into the opponent's body, and he became someone else's sacrifice.

He was like a monster, his eyes were red, he frantically absorbed the power of feeding, the wound on his abdomen was visibly restored, and the terrifying power spread from his body, and the boulder under his feet could not bear it, it exploded and turned into powder, which was the unique breath of stepping into the silver stage.

The latter, lying in a low place, was dying, and he had felt it before, but the glory of the past had become a stepping stone for others.

The Silver Warlord is dead, and he has taken his place as the new lord and takes over all the power of the other side, which is the Dark Realm, and the soldiers kneel down to welcome the new lord as a sign of submission.

Pause the killings and meditate on the moon.

Now there is no point in killing the Darkiron Soldiers, only the Bronze level or higher can make him continue to grow in strength, and if he wants to advance again, he must kill an opponent one level higher.

Golden Commander!

After nine days of silence, a ruthless slaughter unfolded again, everyone must die, he has become the strongest among the silver generals, famous, the most powerful man in the dark world, his story has evolved into a legend, those who have heard his name, as many as carp crossing the river, have followed, accompanied him to expand the territory, and there are countless people who have surrendered, even beyond the ordinary golden commander.

The sea is inclusive, the team is getting bigger and bigger, even the silver generals have more than 20 people, in the dark world, he has a charm that others can't resist, violent, bloody, ruthless, ruthless, created a perfect him, he is the son of darkness.

Those who descend live, and those who resist die!

The ranks have grown to the point that there is no end to it, and he has become the largest lord independent of the country, the pinnacle of the sea of people, he is proud of independence, the wind blows blood, evil and bewitching.....

Today, it is the period for him to challenge the golden commander, accumulate enough, the armor flashes with bronzing color, the idealistic mouth is slightly inferior, the blood-colored long hair hangs down waist-high like a waterfall, the long bangs cover half of his cheeks, and a pair of bloody eyes look at the sky from afar, is this world enough to accommodate my ambition?

Moonlit nights, people and demons.

With the long sword in hand, the strength and beauty are perfectly displayed, and the killing makes him more compatible with the sword. The long sword pointed at the sky, the divine soldiers were like waves, surging out, the sword was pointing, invincible, and the sky trembled.

The raging waves, the two torrents collide fiercely, save useless words, turn into the strength of fighting, the blood of the enemy will be the best reward, and the head of the enemy is the sacrifice of war.

The blood-colored figure, the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, the blood in the body is boiling, the thousands of troops are applauding, and the man's ambition is like this!

He likes the feeling of blood eruption the most, delicate and magnificent, evocative, it is fragrant, the beauty of the moment, and the bloody eyes are dyed with war intent.

When the fighting spirit reached its peak, he finally took a step.

Blood is flying, stepping into the air, with his current realm, it is not difficult to take off, a little void, like walking on the ground, completely ignoring the battle on the ground, although all beings are destroyed, what does it have to do with me?

The speed suddenly increased, and he could only barely see a blood line piercing through the air, his body rubbing against the air, and there was a burst of air explosion.

In the distance, the shadow of the towering tyrant stands, as high as Song Mountain, with two horns of destruction on the top of the head, surrounded by ancient lines, the opening makes a thunderous sound, and the two pale yellow fangs extend beyond the mouth, which is hideous.

The behemoth body is like a god general, holding a giant axe that splits the mountain, it is square, the back is round, and the power of recklessness impacts all directions, and it is fierce and powerful.

The terror is overflowing, the strength is low, not to mention the battle, it is difficult to even raise the head, the strength of the golden commander can be seen, the momentum is like a rainbow, when the time comes, the blood slaughter comes, and the soldiers will be killed and retreat.

His heart was beating faster, not because he was afraid, but excited, eager to fight the strong, and this was the first time he had fought against the golden commander.

Feel the strength of the enemy, the eyes suddenly show a fiery color, the heart is beating, the blood is burning, the body is blazing, extinguishing this Yan, you need the enemy's blood, fight!

The sword follows people's hearts, the magic sword trembles fiercely, and it is also thirsty for the blood of the enemy!

The two powerhouses finally clashed, and the magic sword and the giant axe collided. When it is strong, it is strong, its strength has skyrocketed, and the sword is shocking! Unexpectedly, the seemingly domineering attack was easily defused by the other party.

And the other party did not do it with all his might, but with the axe lightly knocked, he was like a kite with a broken string, flying out of the distance, blood stained his eyes red, some were not afraid, but more high-spirited fighting spirit, although he was shot away, but also let him know that the two sides were not a heavenly chasm.

Wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his speed soared again, and he rushed towards the golden commander, an amazing scene was produced, he was like a beast licking blood in the air, crazy and angry, no matter how the opponent resisted, how many times he was knocked away, as long as there was still a breath, the attack never stopped.

Sometimes, actions are better than silent words, and his actions infect the entire battlefield, and the generals are still not sparing their lives, and the soldiers are ruined, killing red eyes, and killing demons.

Thousands of remnants, constantly appearing around the golden commander, life is endless, the battle is endless, as long as the mind is not extinguished, he will destroy the opponent, and those who stand in my way will die! No one can stop me.

The fierce battle continued to heat up, there was no sunrise and sunset, only the lonely moon was always accompanied, the blood on the ground had begun to dry up, nearly half of the casualties were lost, and the corpses were thousands of miles away.

There are no words to persuade, no actions to stop, only to bathe in the blood of their opponents that they can be completely calm.

The number of deaths under the golden commander is even more, because the enemy is crazy, not only the commander is crazy, even the ordinary soldiers are crazy, as the golden commander's troops, they have always been arrogant and attacking, looking at all directions, but today is different, it is not people who fight with them, but demons, they are hurt, they are afraid, and they can no longer raise their arrogant heads.

It's just because of the unyielding figure in the sky, the man with bloody hair, the man with the pitch-black magic sword, the figure that stands up to the sky and the earth.

In the past years, the golden commander has always been a powerful and invincible existence in their hearts, a god-like figure, but now the god in their hearts is injured, or injured by a low-level silver general, and in an instant, something that has been erected in their hearts for a long time collapsed.

The armor was torn in many places, the shoulders were not very broad, and the long hair was stained with blood and dripping. The sword body is red, as if he understands the master's thoughts, if he doesn't succeed, he will become benevolent, the magic sword roars, the blood is like a waterfall, his eyes are cold, and some kind of belief is completely resurrected, a kind of thing called persistence, a thing called madness.

The golden commander has long put away his contempt, the opponent's difficulty is beyond imagination, after endless years, he has experienced a lot of wars, never thought that a silver warrior would be able to force him so embarrassed, what makes him even more jealous is not the strength of the other party, but the kind of dedication that sees death as home, madness.

Time flies, the soldiers are tired, the long-term fight consumes too much physical strength, the soldiers on the ground have slowed down, many soldiers are even tired and faint, let the opponent slaughter, even if the soul returns to the nine heavens and does not know it, both sides are like this, standing is still unstable, let alone killing?

Coincidentally, the soldiers on both sides lay neatly on the ground, trying to open their eyelids, not allowing them to close, staring at the sky, it is okay to die, but not to close their eyes, otherwise they will regret it for the rest of their lives.

As far as the eye can see, it is not the mythical golden commander, but the handsome young man opposite, at this time he has countless wounds on his body, saying that the scaly wounds all over his body are too light, tragic, he is heavily injured, he can barely stand with the magic sword in his hand, despite this, his eyes are still persistent, like a wounded lone wolf, licking blood and fighting!