War is a freak.

It breeds many, many dirty and ugly things.

Death, betrayal, cowardice, and all sorts of dark emotions lurking in the human heart.

It was only the beginning of the war, and the social order in Middle-earth had not yet collapsed.

When the Old Gods opened the passage of the unspelled path and began to sweep across the entire continent, it was the most difficult time for Middle-earth.

At that time, there were countless betrayers like the Qi family in Liaodong, and there were countless exorcists who were contaminated by their souls.

I closed my eyes, not daring to imagine what would become of Middle-earth.

But I heard Zhang Sanfen say: "Don't think too much. ”

"Although Middle-earth has only been established for more than 70 years, it is the most glorious and powerful era in thousands of years."

"War is ugly, but it's also a litmus test. Only those who can withstand the test of this war are eligible to enjoy the dividends of the times brought by the war. ”

Suddenly, I heard an exclamation coming from all around, and I opened my eyes suddenly, only to find that the black soul flag representing the Iceberg Prison Master had quietly dissipated.

Only Qin Yaming's banner commander was left holding a rune war knife like an angry-eyed King Kong, standing on the battlefield.

Suddenly, a yin wind blew, and Qin Yaming's body suddenly made a crisp click, and then, a fine crack appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

The sound of clicking and clicking was endless, and soon, dense cracks appeared on Qin Yaming's body.

The number of cracks is constantly increasing, like a humanoid sculpture of glass products, accidentally dropped by someone, forming a thousand cracks.

My heart jumped, Qin Yaming's body couldn't be saved!

As soon as this thought came to mind, Qin Yaming's body was like a broken glass sculpture, shattered.

This is caused by the freezing of internal water in the body at extremely low temperatures and the influence of external forces.

The body was shattered like this, even Da Luo Jin Immortal couldn't restore it.

Qin Yaming's Three Souls and Seven Spirits quietly appeared, he looked at his broken body blankly, then looked at his translucent soul body, and then smiled bitterly.

He killed the Iceberg Prison Master, and his soul flew away, leaving not even a wisp of spirit.

But his body was also completely destroyed due to the damage of extremely low temperatures.

Wei Wuguo shouted: "Welcome back to the Heroic Soul Qin Yaming!" ”

The surrounding demon suppression soldiers came to their senses and shouted loudly, "Welcome back the heroic soul!" ”

When he went out, he was still a demon suppressor in Middle-earth, but when he returned, he was a heroic soul without a body.

But so what?

Middle-earth would not treat Qin Yaming as a revenant soul just because he was in a soul state.

They are not orphans, they are heroic spirits who died fighting for Middle-earth.

No, if the Heroic Spirit is still alive, it is not considered dead!

Qin Yaming's emotions all fluctuated slightly, and he exuded his own soul fluctuations: "Heroic Spirit Qin Yaming!" Kill the Iceberg Hell Hellmaster! Apply to return to the team! ”

Inside the light and shadow runes, there were demon suppression soldiers who ran over quickly, they were collecting Qin Yaming's soul fluctuations, and then entering them into the light and shadow rune defense system.

In this way, even if it is a soul body, Qin Yaming can freely enter and exit the light and shadow rune defense system.

In the first fight, Middle-earth won.

Although Qin Yaming lost his body, the three souls and seven spirits are still there.

On the contrary, the Iceberg Prison Master's soul was scattered, and he completely disappeared from this world.

The soul fluctuation of the snake goddess suddenly came: "Pick a new iceberg prison master." ”

"Prison Master of the Oil Pot, you go!"

Another black soul flag floated over.

I squinted my eyes and looked closely, and the Oilpot Prison Master turned out to be a zombie.

This is very strange, the oil pot hell is ranked ninth among the eighteen layers of hell, and the location is relatively remote.

With the exception of souls, the living, zombies, and spirits rarely make it through the cracks in the bumpy underground to reach the Oil Pot Hell.

Not to mention, zombies are easily parasitized by revenants when they encounter revenants and become ghouls.

But it's really strange that this guy can become the prison master of the oil pot hell.

I hesitated for a moment and asked, "Boss, is this a ghoul or a zombie?" ”

Zhang Sanfen replied: "It's not a ghoul, his body seems to be Huangquan unsinkable corpse." It's strange, but it has some characteristics of a water ghost, you look at the water flow on his body, it's not oil. ”

This guy is slimy, the boss doesn't say it, I really have a preconceived idea, thinking that the prison master of the oil pot hell must have some oil on him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfen actually said that this is water.

The boss's vision is naturally good, but how can a Yellow Spring from the River Styx become the prison master of the oil pot hell?

Just as he was thinking about it, someone suddenly said loudly: "Deputy Envoy of Qinghai Demon Town!" Founder, apply to play! ”

My face changed dramatically and I said, "No! He's not an opponent! It's going to die! ”

The Qinghai Demon Envoy has died in the depths of the Uncursed Road, and is said to have been devoured by the Goddess of Snakes.

But this deputy envoy knows that he is the nephew of the Qinghai Town Demon Envoy, and his strength is only B-level.

In this kind of fighting general that is related to life and death, a B-level to mix something!

Wei Wuguo was also hesitating.

If he agrees, Fang Zheng's strength is insufficient, and I am afraid that he will die in this battle.

If you refuse......

Just kidding, in front of the more than 20,000 demon soldiers in the whole army, does he not want to lose face?

This young man in his twenties stood at the head of the city and said seriously: "Wei Juza! The era of the end of the law is coming, won't my demon suppression soldiers grow up? ”

He pulled out the rune war knife suddenly, only to see the rune light flickering, and the stirring soul swept around with the rune, and the entire city suddenly burst into light.

Someone exclaimed, "A-class! Class A! ”

In an instant, the whole army was in an uproar.

The current number of A-level in Middle-earth is not very clear, because there are many masters in the folk who are relatively low-key. For example, Shaolin Temple, Maoshan Mountain, Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and some other family exorcists.

But in general, plus those who play for the country, there are more than 100 A-levels.

And strictly speaking, whether it's me, Zhang Baiqiang, or Dongyi, it's not A-level.

Although we have an A-level soul strength, A-grade is a comprehensive assessment.

Soul strength, physical fitness, reaction speed, strength, as well as knowledge of runes and accumulated knowledge, etc.

Seriously, a young man in his twenties shows A-level soul strength, no matter what, he can be regarded as a genius in Middle-earth!

Now this genius is going to fight the oil pot prison master.

I immediately said angrily: "Nonsense! ”

"With such a talent, as long as you accumulate it for a period of time, it is possible to become a genuine A-level, and even embark on the path of conscience!"

"What can we do now? It's too embarrassing to die here! ”

Zhang Sanfen said faintly: "The edge of the sword is sharpened. If he is afraid of war, cowardly, and afraid to fight, his state of mind will definitely be affected. ”

"If you want to go further, you can only keep challenging and keep walking on the edge of life and death!"

"Genius? There is no shortage of geniuses in troubled times! A true genius must have no fear in his heart! ”