Under the clouds, many soldiers died on their knees, and this was the most dignified way they could choose! At this time, on the battlefield of the new world, everyone used their strength, whether it was a powerful big man or a so-called small character, they were fighting with their best strength. And when the first and second units suffered heavy casualties, the same thing happened with the third unit!

Lu Lanqing, as the captain and as a strong man, has to observe the battle situation while fighting, fortunately he is more sensitive to sound, so he doesn't need to spend too much time on observation, but the battle here is much more difficult than he thought.

The Twin Star God Strongman was not enough to fight against the black-armored warriors one by one, so many black-armored warriors began to kill. In this terrain surrounded by mountains on all sides, the Black Armor Army rushed into the coalition camp, and all that was left was countless hot blood discarded bodies.

As more and more coalition soldiers' bodies lost their temperature and turned into stiff and cold corpses, Lu Lanqing squinted, and his wrinkled face showed his old age. The warriors around him were still fighting, but all he heard were countless pleas for help.

In the face of death, life is fragile, and at this time, those single-star god warriors shouted in a gloomy voice:

"Save me, save me. ”

"Ah...... Who can help me? I don't want to die. ”

"Why did it end like this?"

"I don't want to die yet......"

"Wife, I'm sorry ......"

Lu Lanqing's hearing has always been very good, after all, he is a battle master who relies on sound waves, but in this battle, his strength seems to have awakened unprecedentedly, and he is stronger than ever.

"I'm sorry. ”

As he muttered, he turned around and opened his mouth, unleashing a powerful sonic blast that followed forward, delivering a fatal blow.

As the captain of this unit, Lu Lanqing knew very well that his emotions could not fluctuate too much, but he still had a complicated mood for a moment before. He stopped it in time, and then began the next battle. In the face of those wounded, he had nothing to do, there were no witch doctors here, and there was no sufficient medicine, from the moment they set foot here, they either won or died, there was no third choice!

Tomorrow's Dream and Imido are the main forces of the third battlefield, and this is also the strongest of the three troops, because there are three general-level war divisions!

At this time, Lu Lanqing and the three of them exerted their strength to the limit, and they didn't need the cooperation of others at all, and they kept discarding their heads in the team of black-armored warriors. But at such a speed, it still can't withstand the rhythm of the death of the coalition army.

The cane in his hand was pestled on the ground, and Lu Lanqing grabbed the arms of the black-armored man, and then ordered the living cane behind him to emerge from the side of his shoulder, and then opened his mouth to it.

"Roar—"

The sound wave was filled with flames, blasting the head of the black-armored man.

"Ahem!"

The attack that slammed into his side caused Lu Lanqing to cough up a mouthful of blood, and the sound waves around him spread out, and when he began to defend himself, the black-armored man had already walked away. Looking at the black shadow, Lu Lanqing let out a shout, and it turned into an arrow, passed through the black gunsmoke, and chased after it.

Kilometers away, the black-armored man jerked back, then turned around and kicked the arrow away, causing it to dissipate in the air.

In the process of scurrying, the black shadow turned into by the black armor man was like a harvester of life, and everywhere he passed, the coalition forces died without exception. This level of black-armored man is almost like a Luo God, and his strength is extraordinary, and when Lu Lanqing stepped forward and was about to launch a further attack on him, tomorrow's dream next to him came out with a sword.

"Leave it to me. ”

In the name of the narrow sword in his hand, under the urging of Tomorrow Dream, the inscriptions on it were all urged, releasing a sharp and shining light. She moved like lightning, vanished in an instant, and then disappeared towards the shadows.

Tomorrow could see the movements of the black shadows at high speeds, because these black armored men were fully armored, and the steel fingers on the fist armor reflected the cold light, and it pierced into the chest of the coalition army, stained with blood, and pulled out a demonic flower that bloomed on their chest.

"Damn it!"

When he scolded in Tomorrow's dream, his body flashed to his side, and the narrow sword in his hand pulled out a sharp sword aura.

Qiang –

The black-armored warrior held it with one hand, and his body retreated thousands of meters, and the sharp and violent sword qi scraped the battle armor in front of him into dense marks. The sword aura was chaotic, and it moved like a snake, occasionally turning an arc towards the neck of the black-armored warrior, but the latter moved quickly, leaving only scars on his face as he moved.

The black-armored warrior held the sword in his left hand, and swung his right arm violently, unleashing a wave of wind-shattering qi. Tomorrow Dream withdrew his sword to block, and then stepped forward, stabbing out in his hand.

If a move fails, it will go to its side, and when it is in the hand, it will slash, split, and stab at the same time. When the sword qi set off a huge wind and wave, the black armor man's body rotated, scattering it, and then blasted his fist towards Tomorrow Dream.

"Eight Styles!"

Keep your feet together, your left hand behind your back, and your right hand holding your sword. When her two star gods were urged, the air around her was sliced open, and eight incomparably sharp sword qi blades were condensed. The moment they froze, they all shot out of the corner of Atsumi's eyes, and she followed, the narrow sword in her hand aimed at the throat of the black-armored man.

"Boom!"

The arms of the black-armored man were like windmills, whirring and whirring, constantly shaking off the solid blade. Each collision of the blade and the armgear caused a loud noise, and when the blade was flung aside, the ground was immediately split with a crack. When the earth cracked, the narrow sword in Tomorrow's hand reached the throat of the black-armored man. Although the latter pressed his chin to suppress it, he dreamed in his heart tomorrow: You're finished!

"Hayabusa!"

I saw that at the tip of the sword one centimeter away from the throat of the black-armored man, a sword qi shot out violently, and it brought up a wave of qi that shook the ground and shook the mountain, and slammed towards the throat of the black-armored man.

"Huh. ”

With a low shout, Tomorrow Dream appeared behind the black-armored man. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she sheathed the time in it. Behind him, the monstrous sword qi gathered around the black-armored man, and after the latter's head slowly fell to the ground, tomorrow's dream could be considered at ease.

"Yes, it feels?"

Lu Lanqing's voice appeared in his ears, and tomorrow Meng said lightly:

"It's probably the last battle of my life, so I'm back at the top of my game. ”

"Don't be so pessimistic. ”

"If you're not optimistic, so be it. ”

"What the hell is going on?"

Tomorrow Dream didn't answer, she continued to kill the enemy, Lu Lanqing saw it, and had to lean on the side of the meadow.

"What's going on?"

"Hmm...... Tomorrow's dream?"

"Hmm!"

They were separated by more than a hundred meters, but they could hear each other's voices, and Lu Lanqing had such an ability. He can make his voice reach others from a distance, and he can hear what the latter says from a long distance.

"You didn't communicate well before the war?"

Mised don't know how to answer, Tomorrow Dream has been waiting for him to come back, she said that she is waiting for her loved one to come home, but Mised has been running around with the leader. In the seven months from his departure in May last year to his return in January this year, Mido couldn't imagine what kind of torture Tomorrow Dream was experiencing.

She lost Helemi Romilox, but the latter's letter made her truly realize the true heart of Emedo, and when she was about to give her all to Emedo, and make her the spiritual pillar of her life, Medo left her. He left with his mission, leaving behind only a letter.

At first, the letter touched Tomorrow Dream very much, she knew that she was not a homeless person, she knew that there was someone who had loved her for a long time. But...... Why hasn't he come back yet?

Seven months, those were the most desperate months of tomorrow's dream, her consciousness gradually fell in those seven months, her hopes were dashed little by little, and when she needed it most, he was far away and could not be reached......

In January of this year, Imidol returned, and appeared in Vodevdo without saying a word. When facing tomorrow's dream, the latter felt extremely unfamiliar, in fact, only Amido himself knew his thoughts. He felt that Tomorrow's dream was so good to him only because of Romilos's letter, and to this day, he didn't know what it was about, and he gradually lost interest. He still loves Tomorrow very much, but now she is not the same she used to be.

She was very entangled, could she really accept her, but she didn't love herself at all. Tomorrow's dream had been explained many times, but it was all in vain, and she couldn't change the heart that Imido had already believed.

Therefore, at the moment of meeting, there were no tears, no hugs, only silently coming together and asking:

"How's it going?"

Tomorrow smiled and nodded:

"It's fine. ”

After that, there was silence again. They are all generals, and that arrogance makes them unbearable to let go of their last dignity, so everything is just like this, and there is no progress.

"Herbaceous?"

Mised was distracted, and the head of the black-armored man he was stepping on had been blasted to pieces by him.

"Huh?"

"What's going on?"

"Nothing. ”

"I said, didn't you communicate well with Tomorrow's Dream before the war?"

"Hmm...... No. ”

"It's been a busy time, but you should know that she's anxious when you're away, and she's been waiting for you to come back. ”

She said she was fine, I guess it would be the same with or without me, after all...... We're just colleagues. ”

Lu Lanqing was silent for a moment, and then said:

"I know what your problem is, you need to communicate, communicate adequately! No one is a god, it's not so easy to guess each other's minds, if you don't say it, how can you experience each other's feelings?" What do you think?"

The two are extremely fast, but they are not slow. He urged the star god, the aperture, to shift the black-armored man on the right into the distance, and then turned around and slapped the ground with both hands.

"Incantation—Myojin Demon Gate!"

A black gate one or three meters high suddenly rose from the ground, and the gate was like a mountain with clenched teeth, blocking the attack of the black armor man, biting it down and controlling it in place.

"I think...... Makes sense!"

With that, he rushed forward and urged the aperture to teleport back the black-armored man from before. With a single punch, the armor of the black armor shattered.

"Twelve Fists - Light Cherry Red!"

Another punch, the heat rushed to the head of the black-armored man, but he dodged it.

"Ming, I'll talk about tomorrow's dream later, let's solve the battle in front of us first, as long as I'm alive, the love between children and daughters can always continue!"

"Good. ”

With that, Herba reached out with his left hand to the black-armored man who was controlled by the Myojin Demon Gate, and his right hand resisted the attack of the black-armored man. As the palms of their hands twisted, ten turrets slowly emerged from the aperture above the Black-Armored Warrior's head, and they controlled their cannons aimed at the Black-Armored Warrior's head before beginning to bombard.

Rumble!

Under the bombardment back and forth, the black-armored people kept struggling, and the light of the Myojin Demon Gate was dim under them, but they still persevered.

"Damn it!"

The body of the Herb retreated, he could not catch the attack of the black-armored man with his right hand alone, at this time, the latter's arm was like a spear, although he grabbed it, but the fingertips still pierced into the chest of the Herbace.

Emidore lowered his head, then quickly observed the left hand and feet of the black-armored man, he should now be looking up to attack himself in order to attack himself and then trip himself to deliver the fatal blow. Using the aperture, it shifts to the side. Then, turn around and punch again!