The name of the Death Wilderness is very true, above the barrenness, death is always with you, full of all kinds of unknown dangers that can make people lose their lives.

The Secret Path is a relatively safe path in the dangerous land, it runs through the Dead Wilderness, and it is the only way for the Sword Clan to connect with the outside world.

Now, a scarlet army of more than a thousand people is slowly advancing north along the secret path, and they have only one destination, the Sword Clan.

The gray sun radiated a malevolent ray, scorching everything in the Wilderness of Death.

The sporadic trees have withered and carbonized, the heat continues to rise, and sweat continues to overflow from the pores.

The leader of the Scarlet Red Army is named Li Huai, who is burly and has a heavy step.

He was tightly wrapped in strips of cloth to prevent sunburn from the vicious sun, revealing only a pair of vicious eyes.

How many days is this? Li Huai didn't know.

He and the red army behind him walked in this boundless wilderness for a long time, and it made people feel irritated and wanted to kill.

He still remembered yesterday's hailstorm and the storm the day before yesterday, and before that there was thunder and lightning, all of which were the forces of nature that really killed people.

This damn place is cursed.

There is not a trace of the aura of heaven and earth here, everything is like dead, the bad weather is constantly changing, night and day, and I don't want to take people's lives all the time.

Li Huai took the scarlet army across the ocean to this continent, from south to north, through half the world.

The Crimson Army was silent behind them, not living creatures, but made up of things called blood golems, who did not eat, drink, sleep, feel tired, or suffer from the harsh climate.

For a moment, Li Huai was very envious of them, and he was immediately startled by his terrible thoughts.

Blood golems are dead, empty of human bodies, thoughtless, unable to eat, drink, or enjoy, just like this dead wilderness.

To be them is to live rather than die.

The endless road and the continuous high temperature made Li Huai a little discouraged, and he simply ordered the army to stop.

He picked a few tall blood golems to line up a wall.

He lay in the shadow of the human wall, pulled the strip of cloth from his mouth, and poured a few sips of wine.

When the wine came up, his thoughts unconsciously returned to the Lord of the Blood God Temple.

Every night, Li Huai couldn't sleep thinking about the hall master's smile, which made him have a sickly dark circle under his eyes.

Li Huai remembered that day, he was summoned to the throne of the hall master, and the peerless beauty on the throne opened her lips slightly, spitting out pandan.

Until now, the voice of temptation of the hall master still lingered in his mind.

"My henchman, this undead army is handed over to you, will you be loyal to me and fight for me?"

Li Huai remembers that at that time, it was difficult to suppress the urge to kneel.

"Never give up. He muttered repeatedly.

The order given by the Lord of the Blood Temple was to cross the ocean to the Northern Wilderness, and at the end of the North, cross the Death Wilderness to reach the Sword Clan's hermitage.

Li Huai made sufficient preparations before entering the Death Wilderness, but it was useless after entering the Wilderness.

No matter how wild a horse is, it will stop at the edge of the wilderness of death.

Moreover, it is forbidden to use spiritual power in the Death Wilderness, which will summon death, so Li Huai can only rely on two legs.

The primitive way of rushing was a waste of time, and there had been no information from the hall master on the two-phase stone for a long time, which made Li Huai very uneasy.

He couldn't understand at first, why cross a continent to slaughter a reclusive race, they were so heavy?

But after the baptism of the wilderness of death, the reason doesn't matter what it is.

Li Huai began to curse the Sword Clan, what kind of person would choose to live in such a place, causing him to suffer so many sins.

He had already begun to imagine how he would torture those Sword Clansmen to make up for the sins he had suffered these days.

It is said that those damned sword clans are one of the legendary Seven Ancient Clans, once reigned on the earth, and their children were born out of the reach of mortals, and no one could be the enemy.

But now it's not their world, in a closed environment, those people have probably degenerated into monkeys, and the world belongs to people who are prepared and constantly evolving.

And Li Huai is the one who is fully prepared, and the scarlet army behind him is an evolutionary thing.

The blood golems are uniformly red, with a small red snake devouring its tail branded on its forehead.

Ouroboros, the symbol of the Blood Temple, is only worthy of being a high-level blood puppet.

When he took over this army, Li Huai was extremely disgusted in his heart, when did the Blood God Temple play the lowly Maoshan technique.

Along the way, he won battle after battle and witnessed the strength of the blood golem.

There is a big difference between the blood puppet and the Maoshan corpse chasing technique, their birth is more like a combination of some kind of science and magic, maintaining the best state before life, indestructible and indestructible.

With this army, Li Huaijue's self is invincible, and those who were killed by him have also been transformed into new low-level blood puppets, and now there are some pale and unfamiliar faces in the red army.

Li Huai's heart was surging, when the scarlet army grew to a certain extent, the Blood God Temple would be his, and the stunner would be his! Even the world would be his.

His eyes were full of longing, and the voice of seduction lingered in his head.

"My henchman, loyal to me..."

"Be true to me. ”

Li Huai looked back at the blood-soaked eyes of the army, which seemed to be staring at him as well, making him shudder.

"I will be faithful to you, Goddess, but, on an equal footing with you, in the name of your husband. Li Huai muttered, the disgusting expression behind the cloth barely disappeared.

After resting almost, Li Huai stood up again.

The scarlet army of thousands of people behind him gave him full confidence, and every blood golem had a strength comparable to the pinnacle of the Extraordinary Realm.

Li Huai himself is also an immortal cultivator of the Third Realm Ning Dan Realm, so it is naturally easy to solve the Sword Clan.

With a wicked smile on his face, he gave an order. "Let's go. ”

As if a strong wind was blowing the grassland, the blood-red army woke up and took lifeless steps.

Li Huai became excited.

The Crimson Army continued to move north, walking in the shadows.

Advance.

advance

The Crimson army marched for a day and a night, with extremely hot days and extremely cold nights.

In the wee hours of the morning, Li Huai saw the mountain leaking out of the horizon, and he smiled. "Is this Zhenlong Mountain? It seems that I am not lost. ”

Calculating the distance, estimating the time, and having a day to go, the bloodthirsty in his heart can be satisfied, and he feels that his crotch is tighter.

The world belongs to those who are prepared, he comes prepared, and he knows everything about the Sword Clan, that mountain.

Looking at the black mountain tip at the end of the horizon, Li Huai couldn't help but smile cruelly.

Did the person who answered him wait at the foot of the mountain?

"Come on, sword clan miscellaneous, your god of death is coming, and if you are offended these days, I will pay it back a thousand times over. ”

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