"I'm going to the State of Death!"

"What?! You're going to the State of Death? Lines said with a look of surprise, his brows furrowed, what kind of place is the State of Death, he knows very well, it is the paradise of Warcraft. I think that at the beginning, more than 100 people from their iron-blooded mercenary group entered, and they were just wandering around the periphery, but the demonic beasts they faced were at the level of the twin wolf kings!

"You also know that my current situation is not suitable for entering the city. What's more, my current strength puts me in a very passive state. I chose the State of Death to be able to improve my strength as soon as possible! ”

Lines understands Hanwu's thoughts, and training in the State of Death is definitely a good way to improve your strength. Since Han Wu chose so, he could only support it.

"By the way, when you pass through the Elren Forest, help me take care of two people, one is my teacher Rochel, and the other is my brother Messi." Han Wu thought of Rochel and Messi hidden in the Allen Forest, and couldn't help but worry about whether they would be targeted by these mutants, so he had to ask Lines to take care of them on his behalf. She believes that with the strength of the iron-blooded mercenary group, she can still take care of Rochel and Messi.

"yes, I see!"

"Well, then, don't say goodbye, you all be careful."

After Han Dance and Lines separated, she hurried towards the State of Death, and now she desperately wanted to become stronger, and she wanted to regain her strength. She understands that even if she cultivates the Demon Swordsman to the peak and really advances to the Demon Sword Saint, it will not be enough to fight against that mysterious person, and for this, she must find the strength that is sleeping and belongs to her!

To the east of Shashuo Village is the Kama Desert, where Han Wu walks alone in this vast desert, looking like a single figure, but her stubborn figure is like a divine needle in the sea, firm and indestructible.

Crossing the desert is an extremely challenging thing for an ordinary person, but Han Wu is a swordsman and has lived in the Sandworm Village, so it is relatively easy to deal with some of the troubles that are common in the desert.

After three days of traveling, Han Wu finally arrived in the State of Death, and she looked at this familiar oasis with a sense of sadness in her heart. At that time, she was brought to this place by the Sand Worm King and stayed for three days, but it was these three days that caused the Sand Worm Village to suffer a heavy blow and the tragedy of destroying the village.

Han Wu clenched her fists tightly, the hatred that had been precipitated in the past surged into her heart again, and she swore that when she left the State of Death again, she would definitely find Basha, as well as the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, and avenge the villagers of Sandworm Village, as well as Grandma Sanfan, Mark, and Uncle Green!

Then, with full of hatred and the belief to become stronger, Han Wu resolutely walked into the State of Death. Here, she didn't know what kind of challenge she would face, but in order to become stronger, even if she knew that Lu Dao was hell, she had to break through.

Rost House.

"Sword Demon, have you taken back the Sword of Shura?" Ryan asked excitedly, his eyes fixed on the sword of Shura in the sword demon's hand.

The Sword Demon pursed his lips, threw the Shura Sword in his hand to him, and said lightly: "The Shura Sword has arrived, and our plan can begin." ”

Ryan trembled and caught the sword of Shura, groping for the soft lines on it, his heart trembled fiercely, and finally, he Rian Rost finally grasped the sword of Shura in his hand.

From now on, their Rost family will be the number one family in Paul City, no, it should be the number one family in the mainland! As long as he mastered the power of the Shura Sword, then 100,000 wraiths would be used by him, and it would be no problem to sweep across the entire continent.

"Don't get too carried away, don't forget, without my help, you can't control the Sword of Shura!" The Sword Demon pursed his lips and said coldly.

Ryan shuddered, knowing that he was a little overly complacent, and there was this mysterious sword demon manipulating everything behind his back, so he had to lower his head with a respectful face.

The Sword Demon nodded in satisfaction, a wicked smile jumped on the corner of his mouth, and his red eyes danced with the flames of revenge!