The voices of the people faded into silence, the sporadic shouts and roars fell silent, and the smoke of the empty battlefield curled. The blackened potholes www.biquge.info the pen are steaming, and such potholes are scattered everywhere. If you look at it from the air, the giant's footprints become full of holes.

But at this point, no one is paying attention to this.

Everyone sat on the ground, panting and greedily breathing air. Even the smell of gunpowder in the air seems to be so charming, the best in the world.

Around them, stumps and flesh could be seen everywhere.

It's good to be able to survive.

Their expressions were a little sluggish, and their minds were full of this thought.

Iron soldiers patrol the battlefield, patting the surviving soldiers and boosting morale.

The battle was fiercer than expected, and even though they completed the encirclement, the enemy's tenacity was even better than they thought. I have to say, this is somewhat ironic. These soldiers were all ordinary warriors of the Five Elements Heaven in the past, not even veterans, their strength was shallow, and their fighting will was low, but now they have become an elite.

Even the Iron Soldiers, who are enemies, are full of admiration for them in their hearts.

He was a little dazed.

He couldn't understand why he was just a group of guerrilla warriors in the Five Elements Heaven, and why he could become an elite who was in a desperate situation and did not collapse, but fought back wildly?

Why?

Is the Five Elements Heaven so bad? No one wants to die for it?

There was no joy of victory in his heart, but a layer of gloom shrouded him. Thinking of Mrs. Ye and the open and secret battles between the cities, he felt inexplicably irritable in his heart.

Well, what does it actually have to do with yourself?

He was only the head of the Soldier Department, and he had no power. But even if you have the power, can you reverse all this? No.

The Iron Soldier looked up at the sky, his silver mask reflecting the sky obscured by gunsmoke.

"Ah Tie. ”

Kunlun's reminder alarmed the iron soldier who was a little distracted, he withdrew his gaze, and then saw Shi Xueman and the others who were walking towards this side.

He immediately adjusted his emotions, put those messy thoughts behind, greeted him, raised his metal arm, and said solemnly: "Thanks to you this time, otherwise it would be really dangerous." Under the Iron Soldiers. ”

This is not a polite remark, but a truth.

The Spear of Heavy Clouds played a crucial role in this victory. If it weren't for the Heavy Cloud Spear to establish a defensive position in advance, block wave after wave of enemy onslaught, and firmly stick to the enemy. The two divisions of Tianfeng and Bingren had no chance to launch an attack on the two wings.

And when the opponent was dying to counterattack, it was Shi Xue who took the lead, blocking the enemy's craziest counterattack and completely destroying the enemy's morale.

Otherwise, they will have to pay more casualties.

As a local war department, he has to bear the most dangerous and difficult tasks, and the iron soldiers are very admired in their hearts. The strength of Chongyun's spear is even more powerful than that of soldiers and Tianfeng, which is really praised.

The cloud in Shi Xueman's hand raised slightly, greeted the two of them, and said, "It's too polite, Your Excellency's battle plan and everyone's concerted efforts are the key to our victory." In the lower division of the snowman. ”

Kunlun's eyes looked at Shi Xueman with some curiosity, and the long sword raised in greeting: "I am Heng Kunlun." ”

At first sight, the two female radicals had a good impression of each other. Kunlun was the first master of swordsmanship, invincible and incomparably sharp in the battlefield. Shi Xueman was born in a famous family, and his strength far exceeds that of ordinary masters.

Nowadays, there are countless war departments, but there are very few female leaders, and there are only two of them who are such young female leaders.

The temperaments of the two are very different, Shi Xueman is firm and calm, and Heng Kunlun is awe-inspiring and sharp.

"Is Ai Hui okay?"

The Iron Soldier's sudden question made Shi Xueman a little surprised, the Iron Soldier actually knew Ai Hui?

"He's wounded, and when we left, he wasn't healed," she said. ”

The Iron Soldier was taken aback, and hurriedly asked with concern, "Is he injured?"

Shi Xueman glanced at him, and the tone of the iron soldier did not seem to be fake, and asked directly: "Your Excellency is very familiar with Ai Hui?"

Iron Soldier said, "I spent some time in Matsuma Castle. ”

Shi Xue was stunned and explained: "He was hit by the moth fruit, and now although the toxicity has been resolved, his body has also suffered a lot of trauma. ”

Hearing the moth fruit, the iron soldier's eyes showed a look of horror, and then he was relieved when he heard that the poison was lifted. He shook his head and said, "He used to get injured a lot, and he always made himself bruised all over his body, even in cultivation. ”

When I thought of Matsuma Castle, Ai Hui and Duanmu, who were rescued naked outside the Hanging Gold Pagoda, unconsciously bloomed with a smile on their faces behind the masks.

A gentle figure just broke into his memory.

The smile froze behind the cold mask, and the unspeakable sadness and pain, in that moment, made him forget to breathe. The smile melted bitterly behind the mask, and after so many years, he tried his best to forget, but it still didn't forget.

There is no mountain alliance and sea oath, no magnificent waves, only warm sunshine, only a gentle smile like water, beautiful as a dream. So short, so real, so cruel, it is the deadliest poison in the world, lurking in the deepest part of the heart.

All this is what you should bear.

He said to himself in his heart.

"Ah Tie. ”

He woke up suddenly, and then saw Kunlun's somewhat worried eyes and came back to his senses. The pain receded like a tidal wave, quietly hidden in the deepest part of my heart.

How can there be so much hypocrisy in people who are surviving?

Such a beautiful dream has happened before, how lucky it is in this life.

His eyes regained their depth, like a big river flowing quietly, and he couldn't see the waves, and said, "I thought of some things in Matsuma Castle." ”

Shi Xueman thought that the iron soldiers thought of the bloody battle in Songjian City, and Jiang Wei, Sang Zhijun and others looked at the iron soldiers with much softer eyes.

Shi Xueman didn't talk nonsense, and simply asked, "What will happen next?"

Everyone else's eyes were on the Iron Soldiers, and the victory in this battle also made everyone recognize the Iron Soldiers' abilities.

The Iron Soldier didn't say a word, his silver mask-revealing eyes swept across the battlefield, and his tired and sluggish faces came into view, and he sighed softly in his heart. In fact, what is most needed at this time is to recuperate, most of the three war departments are newcomers, and the first battle is so difficult, it is not easy for everyone to collapse without collapsing. Even if it is victorious, it is the end of the crossbow.

However, time is of the essence at this moment.

In a head-to-head battle between the two sides, the blood of the gods has the absolute upper hand. The Five Elements Heaven relied more on the defense line to resist the attack of the blood of the gods.

The shock of this defeat to the blood of the gods was not trivial.

The blood of the gods will definitely respond, they are stationed in the army of the North Sea Wall, and this casualty is not enough to break their bones, but it will anger them.

The Angry Beast is more dangerous, but it also has more flaws.

You only have one chance, and if you lose it, you won't come back.

That's how most things in life are.

At this moment, the pity and pity for life have become meaningless, and his eyes are cold and hard-hearted.

"I have an idea. ”

Matsuma Valley.

Ai Hui, who was wearing the armor of the Demon God, did not dare to waste time and physical strength, he was carefully observing his body. The Demon God Armor was still extremely mysterious in Ai Hui's eyes, but Ai Hui had an extraordinary insight into combat and cultivation.

There is no free lunch in the world, and strength will never come out of thin air. The ancient magic weapon flying sword consumed spiritual power, while today's heavenly soldiers consume yuan power.

What does the Demon God Armor consume?

He guessed that the Demon God Armor consumed life force.

Taking off the Demon God's armor was weak, making Ai Hui feel that he was only one step away from breathing. This is still a situation with bandages, and without bandages, Ai Hui has no doubt that he will be drained by the Demon God's armor. In order to replenish his physical strength, every time he came out, he needed to take a leaf of the Northern Hades Dark King Tree.

Of course, this is just Ai Hui's speculation, he has not yet reached the realm where he can define his life force.

However, from another point of view, Ai Hui was convinced of his own speculation. A demon god who wants to be resurrected and reborn will be friendly?

Ai Hui is not optimistic about this at all.

As long as there is the slightest opportunity to turn against the guest, how can a proud demon god let his body be driven by others?

Guess and guess, at such a time, don't say guess, it is the truth, Ai Hui has no other way to think except to bite the bullet. The Northern Underworld Tree that can alleviate and stabilize his injuries has limited leaves, which means that it is impossible for him to use the Demon God Armor indefinitely.

So once he uses it, he must devote himself to it.

He tried several schemes, but so far, none of them have found the right one. Ai Hui realized that there might be something wrong with his thinking.

Maybe a different way of thinking?

Encountering setbacks in cultivation is common for Ai Hui. Most of his cultivation was groping and summarizing by himself, and he had encountered countless setbacks, and he gradually found some tricks to solve them. Sometimes, changing the angle and thinking can often have a good effect.

He didn't put on the Demon God armor rashly, but thought carefully for a long time, and an idea brewed in his mind to clarify his goal.

With all his thoughts complete, he put on the armor of the Demon God.

The world is different again.

Ai Hui was already familiar with this feeling, and this time he didn't try other powers, but put all his mind and mind on himself.

The flesh and blood are dry, the vitality is dim, and wisps of tiny electric rays swim between the flesh and blood.

These tiny electric rays were the remnants of the last thunder entering his body, and they were also the culprits who destroyed the vitality of his body. It's easy to understand that flesh can't grow in an environment full of electricity.

Thunder is the nemesis of almost all living beings.

Wait a minute!

According to common sense, with so many electric rays swimming away, the flesh and blood that are left of him will gradually wither until they are wiped out. But no, his injuries were very serious, but if he didn't use any strength, Ai Hui's life was not in danger.

Ai Hui noticed that his flesh and blood had become different from before.

A bold idea popped up in Ai Hui's mind.

Could it be that his own flesh and blood has actually become a new, different, and different kind of flesh?