The two sides fought for three minutes, the Yao City Lord lost his left arm, and Zhang Wu had seventeen sword wounds on his body, fortunately Zhang Wu had a petrified talisman body, and he did not hurt the vital point, plus the moth-like blocking of the slave army, he did not let the three people of Tiankui Academy cross the thunder pool one step.

"Zheng!"

A high-pitched sword roar resounded throughout the battlefield, and I saw the sword slave who fell to the ground stand up solemnly, picked up the remnant sword on the ground, and the aura emanating from his body increased instead of decreasing.

The target was Shen Yanxi, and the remnant sword in his hand stabbed directly over.

Shen Yanxi faced the sword issued by the spirit weapon slave, there was no way to avoid it, the long sword in his hand directly met it, and the moment the two swords collided, the sword slave was forced to retreat, and then he met the Mo knife that came from the Yao City Lord one after another, and fell into a passive situation with one enemy and two.

The army of tool slaves around him followed one after another, and Shen Yanxi waved his long sword, although the large pieces of tool slaves that came like moths to the flames were damaged, they still couldn't deter the rest of the tool slaves.

"Senior Brother Shen, hurry up, remember to avenge us. One of the Tianhua Academy students shouted.

Zhang Wu had already separated the two students of the Qi Martial Realm Tianhua Academy, and the army of weapon slaves was fighting one of them, and he was dealing with the other one.

Shen Yanxi raised his long sword, and the Yao City Lord and the sword slave once again slashed together, and the target was the key point on Shen Yanxi's body.

Shen Yanxi is worthy of being a genius in swordsmanship, with one enemy and two enemies, he is not left behind, but he understands that it is difficult for him to win.

It was not easy to deal with the sword slave just now, and at this moment, with the Yao City Lord, the winning rate was zero, after thinking about it, Shen Yanxi forced back the two weapon slaves with a sword and fled alone, but the last glance at Zhang Wu was full of resentment.

Zhang Wu did not let the two slaves chase after him, but combined the forces of the two to quickly suppress the other two people of Tiankui Academy with lightning speed, and the two of them smashed the letter one after another, and bravely took justice.

The petrification charm failed, and Zhang Wu had dozens of bright red wounds on his body, but fortunately it was not fatal.

The next moment, the sword slave walked up to Zhang Wu and knelt on one knee.

"Get up, cripple but not extinguish, you are a sharp blade. Zhang Wu endured the pain and sat on the ground.

In terms of frontal fighting ability, he is really not an opponent in the middle of the Qi Martial Realm. Of course, this result is limited to the game, and if it is on a real battlefield, it is definitely not yourself who dies.

Whether it is the sword slave or the Yao City Lord, they can only convey simple messages, but they can't speak.

Zhang Wu rested for a moment and treated the wounds on his body briefly: "Is there any existence of the same level as you around here?"

The Yao City Lord and the sword weapon glanced at each other, and at the same time looked in the other direction, Zhang Wu guessed from the awe they showed that this was obviously a big guy.

A flash of excitement flashed on Zhang Wu's face: "Everyone rest on the spot and set off in a while." ”

The sword slave inserted his remnant sword into his body and stood motionless beside Zhang Wu. At present, this battlefield is worth fighting for only the broken arm of his old opponent Yao City Lord, and it is obvious that this idea cannot be realized.

The lord of Yao City picked up his broken arm and directly inlaid it, and his left arm seemed to have taken root on the ground, twisted a few times, and it had returned to its original appearance.

For the weapon slave, as long as the divine consciousness is not extinguished and the weapon carrying the divine consciousness is not broken, the battle will never end, and the divine consciousness of these two spiritual weapon slaves has been blessed by Zhou Tian Yiluo, and the combat effectiveness is much stronger than before.

The other armies of tool slaves are competing for joy at the moment, grabbing a leg, fighting for an arm, and trying to optimize the parts on their bodies, which has achieved the purpose of strengthening.

The only pity is that there is no small minions around the sword slave, otherwise his army of weapon slaves can grow again, and in the battle with Shen Yanxi just now, he lost at least 5,000 of his own army of weapon slaves, but counting the men of the city lord of Yao, plus the people who have been incorporated along the way, the current army of weapon slaves is still maintained at 30,000.

Whether it is in terms of combat effectiveness, or the value of Zhou Tianyi Luo and Baxia, this spirit weapon slave is much higher than ordinary human weapon slaves, so Zhang Wu changed his strategy and began to chase the spirit weapon slave on this battlefield.

The army was pulled out, the city lord of Yao and Zhou Tian Yiluo bore the brunt, the sword slave was a lone ranger, following Zhang Wu's side, like a sharp blade to escort, Zhang Wu stayed on the chariot and continued his journey of drawing talismans, the army of millions of weapon slaves is not so simple to have.

When he met a suitable tool slave on the way, Zhang Wu could send a piece of dementor talisman, and attack the city all the way, and when he arrived at the place mentioned by the lord of Yao, the army of weapon slaves under his command was still expanded to 50,000.

Along the way, he also met three students who were assessed, Zhang Wuyi sent them out of the ancient battlefield, what made Zhang Wu curious was that he wandered around the periphery of the ancient battlefield for most of the day, and he didn't see a single person from the Ming Mansion.

Ancient Demon Road!

Zhou Tian Yiluo told Zhang Wu that the area where they appeared at the moment was called the Ancient Demon Dao on the map.

It is more than 100 miles long, with mountains and mountains, dead trees and forests, and groups of monsters.

In addition to the powerful human beings who fell on the ancient battlefield, it was obviously the demon beasts that were indispensable, and for the demon beasts, the body was a powerful weapon, and the bones were worthy of divine weapons.

Under this heaven and earth, after death, people's consciousness is integrated into weapons, and they survive in the form of weapon slaves. The same is true for demon beasts, powerful demon spirits sealed in bones, and can also be reborn.

Appearing on the ancient demon road, Zhang Wu saw a tool slave condensed from bones, with huge bodies and exposed fangs, and it was not difficult to see their bodies before their deaths, each with subtle whistles.

Zhang Wu took the lead, defeating a beast weapon slave and inducing the soul charm to try to control it, and the beast weapon slaves also surrendered, but their self-awareness was much weaker than that of the same level of weapon slaves.

The army of weapon slaves was divided into three ways, advancing along the ancient demon road, and the beast slaves Zhang Wu who encountered along the way were selected and absorbed, and those who really couldn't be used let the beast slaves that had been accepted dismantled and strengthened themselves.

Thirty miles along the ancient demon road.

The roars of beasts one after another suddenly resounded throughout the ancient demon path, and with a dragon roar, a giant dragon rose into the air and flew directly towards him.

It was a real dragon skeleton, fifty meters long, the ribs on his body were thicker than Zhang Wu's thighs, and the bones were crystal clear, not corroded by time at all.

The lord of Yao City and the sword slave felt the appearance of the bone dragon slave, and each raised their weapons, these three are obviously not the first time they have met, maybe they were also old enemies before their deaths, and today because of Zhang Wu's appearance, they broke the three-legged stand, resulting in the current situation of one enemy and two enemies.

Below the bone dragon weapon slaves, powerful beast weapon slaves were chasing each other, although they did not reach the level of spirit weapon slaves, they were obviously more than a star and a half stronger than ordinary weapon slaves.

Zhang Wuleng was on the spot, a little overwhelmed, not frightened by the scene of the bone dragon and ten thousand beasts coming out together, but the moment he heard the dragon's groan, the vitality in his body seemed to start boiling uncontrollably, the beast god's strength did not lead to automatic, and the crazy beast god's will climbed in his body.

It's just that today's beast god will did not attack Zhang Wu's divine soul, but wanted to break out of the body.

The heart of the beast god that had been on Zhang Wu's body seemed to have been summoned by something, and it trembled non-stop.

Feeling Zhang Wu's high will to fight, the Yao City Lord and the sword slaves, including the tens of thousands of weapon slaves behind him, all raised their blades in their hands, and the crowd was excited.

Zhang Wu's mind moved slightly, and he ordered them all to retreat, and he only stepped forward.

Zhang Wu's eyes stared at the giant dragon and the galloping beasts flying towards him, raised his head with his chest straight, which was conducive to the heaven and earth, and involuntarily raised the sky and let out a long roar, and the will of the beast god that could not be suppressed in the body finally found a place to vent, and as the sound came into the nine heavens, the aftermath could not be dispersed for a long time on the ancient demon road.

"Bang!"

The soaring bone dragon slave fell directly to the ground as if it had encountered a thunderbolt from the sky, and its body trembled, and those beast slaves who charged forward regardless of life and death were even more frightened and prostrate on the ground, and their bones fell apart directly.

Zhang Wu looked around, not only the beast slaves, but also the army of tool slaves behind him were also prostrate on the ground one by one, motionless, as if worshipping his own king, extremely pious.

"This is the true will of the beast god!" Zhang Wu looked around, and his heart was shocked.

The roar just now was anger from the heart, anger from the depths of the blood, but seeing the scene of the surrender of ten thousand beasts, his mood was inexplicably much more comfortable.

The majesty of the beast god is inviolable!

This is the dignity of a king. Staring at the ancient dragon slave who fell to the ground and kept groaning, Zhang Wu strolled forward, and every time he took a step closer to the latter, his voice was three points high, not angry, but excited.

Coming to the bone dragon slave, Zhang Wu raised his hand, put it on its dragon head, and stroked it gently, and the latter's throbbing emotions slowly quieted down.

This bone dragon weapon slave doesn't need to use the soul talisman to control it at all, and he cultivates the beast god transformation, and he has the will of the beast god, and he is regarded as a beast god by them, and he is happy and convinced.

Zhang Wu restrained his breath, the will of the beast god dissipated, the bone dragon rose into the air again, the dragon roared to the sky, and the ten thousand beasts behind him felt excitement from its dragon roar, and for a while, the entire ancient demon path began to rejoice.

Zhang Wu's goal was to look at the end of the ancient demon road, where something was still calling him, because the heart of the beast god had not subsided until now.

Zhang Wu's mind moved slightly, and the bone dragon leaned over, then jumped up and landed on the latter, and then motioned for the latter to fly in the direction of summoning the heart of the beast god.

The speed of the bone dragon flying in the air was very fast, and it arrived at the destination in a blink of an eye, Zhang Wu looked around, this should be the place where the bone dragon is buried, the old nest of this ancient battlefield.

Zhang Wu landed, the bone dragon disappeared, and a moment later it appeared in front of Zhang Wu with a red spar in its mouth, the spar was only the size of a fist, and the blood-colored silk thread in it made up for it, and it had a very powerful bloodline power.

"Ancestor, do you know what this thing is? it's summoning the heart of the beast god. Zhang Wu asked the sword tiger beside him.

Sword Tiger said: "I feel the breath of dragon blood from it, if I guess correctly, this should be its essence blood, from the formation of the ancient battlefield to the present, this skull dragon has at least reached the level of a holy beast before its death, this is the essence blood of the holy dragon." ”

Zhang Wu raised his hand and took the holy dragon essence blood in the mouth of the bone dragon weapon slave, the hand was very heavy, at least there was a force of ten thousand catties, Zhang Wu immediately attracted the beast god strength, the beast god's will was rekindled again, and the holy dragon essence blood felt the beast god's will, and instantly became a lot lighter.

"What do I need to do now?" Zhang Wu asked Zhou Tianyi Luo.

Zhou Tian Yiluo said: "The blood of the Holy Dragon is the best natural treasure for refining the body, and the value of the Yun Shen Pill is even higher than the value of the Yun Shen Pill you took that day, you try to cut through the palm of your hand, hold the Holy Dragon Essence Blood, and then try to cultivate." ”

Zhang Wu did so, pulled out a severed sword from the sword slave beside him, cut his palm, sat cross-legged, put the red spar transformed by the holy dragon's essence blood in his hand, and immediately turned the beast god transformation.

The indestructible blood of the Holy Dragon Essence stained his own blood, like ice melted by fire, and instantly melted into his body.

Although there was only one drop of the Holy Dragon Essence Blood, the energy contained in it was very powerful, more than a grade higher than the source power that Zhang Wu absorbed in Gentle Township.

Zhang Wu felt that his meridians were expanding, and he had a feeling that he would immediately explode and die.