In a pile of rocks in the desert, Chuandong moved the tail of the demon rat he was stepping on and looked at the blood stained on the sword. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The blood on the body of the stainless steel long sword and the blood splashed by the demon fox on the ground began to fly out a little milky white point of light, and as the light point flew out, the blood continued to decrease and disappear, as if it had volatilized.

Immediately after the demon fox and the demon rat's tail there were also points of light flying out.

The light spots on the demon rat's tail and the blood on the ground all flew upwards, but in addition to most of the light spots flying upwards, a small part of them flew to the east.

The points of light that flew towards Chuandong all entered his body and disappeared, but he didn't seem to have changed much.

The points of light that flew upwards became fainter and fainter, and after flying to a height of several meters, they completely disappeared.

As the light points flew out, not only the blood was decreasing, but the broken tail and the demon fox corpse were decreasing, they were like candles at this time, and their bodies were burning with dense flames formed by the convergence of light points, and the body was the fuel, which was burned and rapidly reduced.

The speed at which the blood disappeared was extremely fast, and the blood on the long sword disappeared almost in a breath, and even the largest puddle of blood on the ground only stayed for a short while, followed by a broken tail, and when the broken tail disappeared, there was still most of the body of the demon fox, but it was completely disappeared in the end.

In the end, except for the mark left by the demon fox when it fell, there was no trace of the existence of the fox and the rat in the pile of rocks.

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In another part of this space, on a rock formation, a slender blonde young man, with both hands on a two-handed greatsword with the tip of a sword inserted into the rock formation, the upper part of which was slightly above his waist, looked at the desert below.

He was wearing a knight's uniform that seemed to be a mixture of dark blue, white, and red, and the reason why it was said to be a vague true color was because his clothes were torn in many places at this time, and they were stained with a lot of sand and blood.

Through the tattered clothes, it can be seen that he has at least seven or eight wounds on his body, large and small, especially on his back, which slashes diagonally across more than half of his back.

But his face was calm and ruddy, not in the slightest appearance of injury.

And if you look closely, you can see that these wounds are actually very strange and terrifying, squirming and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and by this time several smaller wounds have almost healed, and the largest wound on the back is no longer bleeding.

Behind him were two giant wolves that had died, and a large number of white points of light escaped, and some of them flew towards the young man.

There was a sound of footsteps behind the young man, but he still stood quietly.

"Master Rex, you...... Ran into and killed two giant sand wolves? The man behind spoke, his tone respectful and full of surprise and admiration.

It is naturally the Dawn Warrior who can enter the trial battlefield, and the Dawn Warrior who can become the Dawn Warrior, no matter what his original identity is, should now have a high status, but this person calls the young man in front of him "Young Master Rex" very convenient.

It is worth mentioning that he speaks Chinese.

In fact, all over the world, most of the soldiers of the non-Taixia Kingdom also use Chinese to communicate in their daily lives, not because Chinese has been popularized to this extent in the world, although there are indeed more and more people learning Chinese characters now, but it is still a lot worse than most of them are using it.

The real reason is that people who are proficient in Chinese and have the force have a higher probability of successfully condensing their battle qi, and naturally their proportion among the fighters is higher.

In addition, those who are really upper-class can at least use Chinese to conduct some simple communication, and many of them are extremely familiar with this language and the cultural connotation of Taixia.

There are very few upper-class people who have a language that is related to whether they can become upper-class people in the future, or even whether they can live, and who will always stubbornly refuse to understand and learn.

The young man named Rex turned around and smiled slightly:

"I don't know whether to say it's good luck or bad luck, as soon as I came, I ran into two giant wolves in the wild sand and almost died, but in the end I was lucky enough to kill them."

"Young Master Rex, of course you can kill them with your strength." The latecomer said, then added:

"Of course, Young Master Rex, your luck is naturally excellent, but for you with strong strength, it doesn't matter if you are lucky or not."

Rex shook his head, smiled lightly, and said no more about this, and instead asked:

"Warren, do you think we can kill that big guy today?"

"This time, under your call, all 15 of our 15 warriors in Gambida City have temporarily put aside their hatred and entered the trial battlefield at the same time, and with your leadership, naturally no enemy can resist our soldiers!"

Warren said with certainty that it didn't seem like a compliment, or at least it wasn't a flattery, but he really thought so.

"It's hard to say......" Rex wasn't as confident as Warren:

"We don't know how many people we can gather, and I don't know if we can cooperate a little better after gathering, and in the end, that big guy is really powerful, and after another day, I don't know how much he has grown."

As he spoke, Rex smiled again:

"Of course, we're not weak, and there's still a good chance of killing it, but I'm curious if it can leave something good."

Warren followed with a smile:

"Even if we don't kill it or even find it, it doesn't matter, we can teach those arrogant Taixia people a lesson."

Speaking of the latter sentence, there was already a bit of gnashing of teeth in his tone.

"Hehe, that's natural!" Rex's eyes also turned cold: "I also want to see the powerful warriors of Taixia!" ”

"That's ...... Seems to be Miss Philomena? Warren was about to say something when his gaze moved from Rex's face to the desert behind and below him, and he said uncertainly.

Rex turned around, looked at it, and showed a soft smile:

"It's really her!" As soon as he said this, his face changed: "No, someone appeared behind again, and Philomena was running away!" ”

"Let's go!" Rex stretched out his right hand, single-handedly drawing the two-handed greatsword that had been inserted into the rock formation, and leaped downward.

Warren jumped down after him, a spear in his hand.

The two of them rolled up two saloons in the desert, and quickly leaned towards the two figures chasing and fleeing in the distance.

At the same time, there are still many warriors and monsters fighting and chasing and fleeing in this trial battlefield, and the excitement of the warriors who belong to the earth is gradually entering the eastern vision of this place.

Perhaps the warriors on the earth, both in terms of quantity and quality, are negligible compared to the Purple Cloud World, but they also have their wonderful. (To be continued.) )