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Starfield Battlefield.

The debris was everywhere, and the air was filled with billowing gunsmoke.

The breath of death seeped into every corner, took root, and the heavens and the earth were barren, crisscrossed by deep ravines.

This is the battlefield where two civilizations fight, and countless strong men have fallen here and sublimated here.

It was vast and heavy, as if something was falling heavily on the heart, and everyone who set foot on this land would feel the same way.

Where blood is sacrificed, the living seem incomparably small.

Chaotic air currents, contradictory energies, constant firefights, beyond vision, chaos, impenetrable divine consciousness, unknown worst results, sudden danger.

Nimbus!

Heaven and earth aura!

The body was slightly excited, greedily absorbing the slightest tyrannical air current, spending more time than ever before to decompose and peel them off, filter out the purest parts, run the true element, and precipitate in the dantian.

The so-called Inquisition of Heresy, like the papal eagle dogs, is dangerous, not only facing the targets they are targeting, but also has the same problems itself, if it is not a difficult bone to gnaw, how can it be pushed on their heads.

The shock of the Odin Continent came faster than imagined, the contradiction between the Protoss and the Immortal Race has been brewing for too long, what is needed is just an opportunity to ignite the fire, in the eyes of the people of the Odin Continent, they are suddenly involved in the war, unprepared, and feel innocent, but in the eyes of the ink dyeing clothes, even if they face this situation at night, they can be called lucky.

After the end of the week, the practice stopped, and the ink-dyed cloth chief exhaled and removed the prohibitions around him. With a slight force on his hand, the spirit stone that was absorbed cleanly turned into smoke and dust and scattered.

She and her colleagues were on the same mission, strangling the cultivators at the same time. Cut off the so-called heresies recognized by the Holy See.

The latter is even more important than the former, and to put it simply, they are here to fight in the nest.

The people in the arbitration office, who do not believe in collective cooperation, automatically and consciously disperse the moment they are teleported to the star battlefield.

The underground sound suddenly sounded, and the ink dyed clothes' heart moved. The cracked crack pushed violently in all directions, like a fierce beast opening its bloody mouth, but instead of swallowing it, it spit out......

The person who was thrown out was covered in dust and described as very wolf, and just as he reluctantly got up to escape, he was suddenly nailed to the spot by the sudden stabbing of the ground, and his face still retained the panic before death.

Ink-dyed clothes walked over. After a closer look, he removed the space bracelet from his hand.

The use of spatial magic in the Magic Continent is very developed, not only in the teleportation array. There are also space props, the application rate is very wide, but the size of the space inside is very unsatisfactory, compared with the storage bags commonly used by cultivators, it is still a little smaller.

Judging from the residual magic on the space bracelet, this should be an earth-based magician, so he will find another way to sneak attack her from the ground.

Don't ask why they are all from the same force, and they will assassinate each other. Could it be that there is no killing among cultivators? In this star field battlefield, many people died at the hands of the enemy, and many more died at the hands of "their own people".

Her alchemy level is not good, and in the face of this kind of magic props, there is only one way to demolish it.

Belch. If she is unlucky, she will damage the things stored inside, but in this hellish place, where can she go to find an alchemist who specializes in space props? Or wait for the magic of the original owner on it to dissipate? Tsk, her youth, don't waste it so much!

In a few moments, several nodes on the bracelet were destroyed, and as if by magic, a pile of things suddenly appeared in front of him, and the pile was about half a person high.

Warcraft Crystal Nucleus...... Spirit Stone ...... Magic Crystal Ball...... Gold...... A few flying swords......

The two boxes contained the magic scroll and the talisman used by the cultivators.

Unfortunately, the two boxes were probably not in a good position, and they were cut in half, leaving only one side of each of them, and the scroll talisman was scrapped.

Pick and choose, pile up the remaining clothes and items belonging to the earth magician's personal collection with his corpse, and throw a fireball at random.

The sound of the explosion sounded continuously, "boom" was like a small atomic bomb explosion, destroying the corpse and destroying the traces, in the star field battlefield, life and death can not be done silently, whether it is the magic of the magician or the spell of the cultivator, it is performed here, the sound effect is first-class, plus its own visual effects, the picture of the two strong fighting each other, is more enjoyable than watching many D blockbusters.

Here the special energy is stored zài, decided, fighting, and will never be unknown.

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"Nangong Zangfeng, I hope you know how to stop in moderation!" Situ Lian shouted coldly, the accumulated anger could not be suppressed, and a strong anger burst out of his eyes.

Izumo Peak's senior sister ink dyed clothes are not there, as the second elder, Situ Lian has to provoke the big beam, but in fact, this big beam is not so easy to pick, not to mention, the Ethereal Peak's Nangong Zangfeng is like a mad dog biting indiscriminately, losing the clear goal of ink dyeing clothes, everyone up and down Izumo Peak has become the object of fire.

Among the disciples of each peak, Izumo Peak has the best equipment and the strongest personal combat effectiveness, but the defect of a small number of people has not been solved so far, even if the Mo family joins and supports it, in terms of quantity, it is still not as good as other spirit peaks.

In this regard, the senior sister has considered it before, and the large-scale recruitment of disciples through guò is enough to solve it, the Hanyu Palace occupies the entire Qibei Mountain Range, and there are not many people who have spiritual roots and have no way to enter the sect, as long as they open the door, the lack of numbers will be solved.

But with the return of Nangong Zangfeng and the departure of ink-dyed clothes, the situation of Izumo Peak's swagger did not last long, and the Ethereal Peak spared no effort to suppress it, and the attitude of each peak stood by and watched, making the days of Izumo Peak increasingly difficult.

The contradictions, just after the repeated conflicts, intensified.

Even if the peak lord is powerful, it can be related to the disputes of the juniors below, as an elder, it is really difficult to come forward, without the leading eldest sister, Izumo Peak will inevitably suffer losses when facing the Ethereal Peak who has the Jindan stage cultivation as the chief disciple.

This time the clash is in the mountain furnace!

As the best refining furnace in the entire Cold Jade Palace, the mountain furnace became a gathering place for all the disciples who practiced the way of refining tools and alchemy.

The high ticket price did not fade everyone's enthusiasm, a good refining furnace is half the success, especially for the disciples who practice the refining skills, it is really good to be able to choose the materials that fit the heart nearby, then again, the forging level of the disciples of Izumo Peak is really not enough. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )