The reason why the number of people who go out of the secret realm every year continues to decrease is also because of the contradiction between the upper echelons of the two legions, which leads to the arrogant lion targeting the blood sword, and the proud lion, who is known as the royal legion, is not only a military uniform, but also their monthly salary and benefits are also the best among the four major legions, and they are close to the capital city at the peak of power, and the military rank is also promoted very quickly.

The Proud Lion has always been a place that geniuses yearn for, so there are many talents, and every year when they arrive at the Blood Corpse Secret Realm, they will crush the blood sword to death, and even take pleasure in hunting the Blood Sword Warrior.

And this year's situation is even more difficult, after all, there is a ninth-order warrior in the Proud Lion team, maybe he has already stepped into the warrior rank with half a foot, and when he arrives in the Blood Corpse Secret Realm, he will be the king and hegemon, and the team of the Blood Sword is not at his disposal.

Therefore, although Dong Guo Qi's words were ugly, all the Blood Sword Warriors were full of worry and had no courage to fight back.

Even Qian Xiu pursed his lips and stopped talking, he had heard that the proud lion's Dong Guo Qi was a complete little demon, and his cultivation talent was extremely extraordinary, he only joined the proud lion last year, and this year he was ranked as the seventh demon of the ten demons of the proud lion, but he didn't expect the proud lion to let him participate in the secret realm of the blood corpse this year, which is the rhythm of this year's bloody sword team.

"Hahaha!" Yan Zheng laughed heartily when he saw that no one was talking to the Blood Sword, "Go back quickly, otherwise it will be a dead end to go in, originally there are few of your Blood Swords that can be cultivated, twenty a year, I am afraid that the top of your house will jump up." ”

The other two legion teams all looked sympathetically at the blood sword team that was pressed by the proud lion and bowed their heads and was silent, Qian Xiu has always been bad at words, and the blood sword is also a fierce military style, and generally quarrels will be solved with fists, so at this moment, he was holding his breath in his heart, and he had no way to refute it, but at this time he heard someone behind him speak indifferently.

"I've heard that the Proud Lion Legion never uses a knife to cut in battle, just by relying on a mouth, the foaming star can kill the enemy and lose his armor, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation!"

This sentence caused all eyes to converge on Han Ming, and even the other battle masters of the Blood Sword Team looked at Han Ming in shock.

Only the arrogant lion team stared at Han Ming with fierce looks, Yan Zheng had a gloomy face, and roared angrily: "What are you, dare to insult the arrogant lion like this! Believe it or not, I will kill you on the spot?"

Yan Zheng's voice was cold, and the killing intent was revealed, even if it was not the Blood Sword Warriors who were not facing the killing intent head-on, they all felt a chill all over their bodies, and they unconsciously shrank their necks, and the other two legion teams all looked at Han Ming with a sneer.

"What are you again, dare to insult the Blood Sword like this? Do you think that with the threat that you have the courage of a general, you will scare the iron courage of my Blood Sword man, and you will beep less if you can do something!" Han Ming sneered, took a step forward, staring at Yan Zheng with dark eyes, and every word was full of momentum.

"Good ......" Yan Zheng's face turned red with anger, his voice trembled, and the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger, but before he could make a move, Qian Xiu, who was standing in front of Han Ming, warned with a cold face.

"I'll just say one thing, you have to do it, you and I can only live one today!" Although Qian Xiu is not good at words, he has never been a lie, Yan Zheng constantly challenges his bottom limit, so when this sentence is spoken, Qian Xiu already has the intention of fighting to the death, and the blood sword has never been a bad seed!

"You...... Blood Sword ......" Yan Zheng was dumbfounded, unable to speak, and his face was flushed with anger.

Dong Guo, who was standing on the side, stared at Han Ming with murderous intent, and sneered and comforted: "Lord Warlord, don't be angry, anyway, the people of the Blood Sword are just acting in a majestic manner now!

"When you get inside, you can't help it!" Han Ming grinned at the corner of his mouth, looked at the arrogant lion genius Dong Guoqi with a smile, and said coldly.

Na Dong Guo raised his eyes and breathed fire, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Wait and see!"

Han Ming laughed at it, not taking Dong Guo Qi to heart at all, although the ninth-order battle master was powerful, it was not strong enough to make Han Ming afraid.

Qian Xiu patted Han Ming's chest very happily and said, "Very good, it has the bloodiness of our blood sword." ”

As he spoke, he put a half-palm-sized bone fragment in his big hand into Han Ming's clothes without moving, and only Han Ming and Qian Xiu knew about this matter.

Han Ming glanced at Qian Xiu in surprise, this serious and cold general smiled at him, and said in a low voice: "Use it again in an emergency, and come out alive!"

"Hmm!" Han Ming nodded heavily.

At this time, two gray-robed old men came from a distance, and when they saw these two gray-robed old men, the leading generals of the four major legions all stood up straight with solemn expressions.

Although Han Ming couldn't tell the rank of these two gray-robed old men, judging from the reactions of the generals, these two gray-robed old men must be strong men whose strength exceeded his imagination.

"Now that we're all here, let's go. One of the gray-robed old men glanced at all the personnel, and then said in a hoarse old voice, and then the two gray-robed old men led all the people of the four major legions towards the entrance of the Blood Corpse Secret Realm.

The entire palace is huge, many royal boys and girls are looking at them with surprised eyes, the royal family is the most respected clan in the Xingyue United Republic, the royal family's bloodline is very strong, and the strongest people in the clan occupy almost one-ninth of the entire United Republic of China, so they can rule the entire Xingyue United Republic.

Although the Blood Corpse Secret Realm is used by the four major legions, the entrance is firmly controlled by the royal family, which is enough to show the power of the royal family.

The more you walk behind the palace, the more dim the light becomes, behind the huge palace is a primeval dense forest, and in this dense forest, the essence of heaven and earth is extremely abundant, if you cultivate here, it is definitely far better than outside.

Since entering the dense forest, there has been a faint and powerful spiritual sense that has swept all the people who enter the forest from the depths of the dense forest, and even the leading legion generals have obediently accepted the detection of these spiritual senses, without the slightest temper.

"Han Ming, what kind of hero do you say you are pretending to be, this time you offended the proud lion, I'm afraid we will all be killed by you!" On the way, Zhao Heng deliberately walked with Han Ming and reprimanded in a low voice.

The other Blood Sword Warriors were also very worried about the revenge of the Proud Lion, after all, the other party had the existence of a ninth-order warrior, and if Han Ming offended him, he might also be angry with them.

Han Ming glanced at Zhao Heng and sneered: "Do you think that if you swallow your anger, they will give up, hmph, don't worry, I will naturally act alone when I go in!"

"You ......" Zhao Heng was annoyed and angry by Han Ming's words, and roared with hatred: "You want to be beautiful, when you get inside, our accounts will be settled slowly!"

"Do you think," the corners of Han Ming's mouth rose slightly, looking at Zhao Heng like a fool, he shook his head and said, "I'll be afraid of you!"

Han Ming was not even afraid of Dong Guo Qi, the little genius of the Proud Lion Ninth Order Warrior, and he was still iron-clad in front of Yan Zheng, the Proud Lion Leader of the Warrior Division, how could he be afraid of Zhao Heng's wine bag and rice bag!

"Okay, Lao Tzu won't kill ...... if he goes in."

"It's here!" Before Zhao Heng's words were finished, the footsteps of the two gray-robed old men suddenly stopped, and the old man's voice sounded softly.

Han Ming looked up, and saw a clearing open in the middle of the dense forest, and the void in the middle more than a meter high from the ground was actually cracked like a vertical eye, and the crack diffused a bloody and sinister blood-colored essence from the inside out.

This essence qi is many times richer than the ordinary heaven and earth essence qi, and if it can be refined and absorbed in large quantities, the speed of raising the level will inevitably increase greatly.

"It's still the old rule, the team of each legion is randomly assigned a position when entering the Blood Corpse Secret Realm, if someone wants to go alone, you can also tell the old man in advance, but the lowest-level blood corpse in the Blood Corpse Secret Realm also has ninth-order soldiers, and I don't approve of acting alone, and I warn you, everyone is a sergeant of a country, not an enemy of life and death, I hope that when you get inside, you will not act willfully, and increase the killing and trouble!"

The gray-robed old man, who had just spoken and led the way, spoke again, his eyes cloudy, but as if he could see through everything.

The eighty divisions of each legion all nodded in unison.

The two gray-robed old men glanced at each other, their hands began to seal quickly, and a majestic momentum emanated from the two old men who looked short and withered.

Click!

The spatial crack suddenly opened, and a thick mist-like blood-colored essence poured out of it, and it seemed that the entire Blood Corpse Secret Realm was filled with this kind of blood-colored essence.

"Old rule, the proud lion comes first!" commanded a gray-robed old man.

The warriors of the proud lion did not dare to delay, and one by one they quickly stepped into the entrance of the space where the blood-colored essence gushed out, but when Dong Guo Qi passed by the blood sword team, he turned his face at Han Ming and smiled fiercely: "See you inside!"

After that, Dong Guo Qi strode into the entrance of the space!

"Mingyao continues!"

......

"Hawkeye's keep up!"

"Finally, Blood Sword!"

The two gray-robed old men had been struggling to maintain the entrance of the space for so long, and their tones were a little hurried when they spoke of the blood sword.

"When you get inside, be careful, whatever chance you have, it's up to you to create it!" Qian Xiu's solemn gaze swept over the faces of all the Blood Sword Warriors one by one, and he waved his big hand.

After the twenty warriors of the Blood Sword beat their chests and saluted, they quickly ran into the entrance of the space, and their backs were engulfed by the rich blood-colored essence.

Han Ming was the last to run to the entrance of the space, stopped his footsteps, and respectfully saluted the gray-robed old man who spoke a lot: "Senior, junior wants to have a chance, go alone!"

The gray-robed old man raised his eyes, his gaze swept over Han Ming's body, Han Ming only felt that his whole body was seen through by him, and the ancient characters of the Heaven Cutting in the Qi Hall in his body also nervously lost all his breath.

"Good!" replied the gray-robed old man in a hoarse voice, "Go in." ”

After Han Ming hugged his fists and thanked him, he strode into the entrance of the space, but before he could steady his footsteps, he was directly pulled into the Blood Corpse Secret Realm by a strong suction.

The sky is swirling, and the blood mist is long.