originally thought that the trip to the ancient battlefield was a chore, but he didn't expect Zhou Tian Yiluo to make himself fame and fortune.

Not to mention the growth after the tyranny of the town, it is this mighty army of tool slaves, who can stop it? Who can be the enemy?

The entire holy ruins, within a radius of dozens of miles, Zhang Wuhao's mighty army of tool slaves is like locusts crossing the border, and the tool slaves encountered along the way are either absorbed by Zhou Tian Yiluo or absorbed by Zhang Wu.

In an hour, the army of slaves expanded to a thousand.

The only regret is that in this holy ruin, Zhang Wu only found one student.

In addition to the final survival time, the number of students defeated in this competition also accumulated credits.

After Zhang Wu found the student in the holy ruins, he beckoned the army of slaves, rushed up, and surrounded him in an instant.

A strong man in the Qi Martial Realm, although he was under siege, he was not shocked by the humiliation he performed, and the golden tripod embroidered on his chest showed his identity. Zhang Wu didn't expect these weapon slaves to defeat the latter, and with the containment of the army of weapon slaves, the latter would at least not escape.

"Are you Zhang Wu from the Ming Capital Mansion?" the besieged students recognized Zhang Wu for the first time.

Zhang Wu's achievements in the exchange meeting are always in the top ten, and he is the head of the Chaotian Palace of the Ming Mansion, which is still well-known. Zhang Wu clasped his fists and saluted: "Zhang Wu of Mingdu Mansion, please advise." ”

There are a total of twenty-four colleges participating in the exchange meeting, although Zhang Wu can't remember the name of every student, but every college has heard Wen Qianyang, a jack of all trades, nagging, and introduced in detail the key figures of each college, like the first person in Jinding Academy, named Zong Wenjing, currently ranked fifteenth in total, and his personal combat effectiveness is on par with Su.

"Dong Wenkang of Jinding College. ”

Dong Wenkang returned the courtesy, looked at the instrument slave controlled by Zhang Wu, and couldn't hide the disbelief in his eyes: "Your Excellency, what kind of means is this, can you people from Mingdu Mansion still cheat?"

Zhang Wu put away the talisman pen, stepped directly on the army of instrument slaves, and walked in front of Dong Wenkang: "What kind of means is this, you go and ask the leader of your academy in a while, if he doesn't know, you can form a group to come to Mingdu Mansion to take classes and study." As for whether the Mingdu Mansion will give you a chance, it depends on your ability. ”

"You?" Dong Wenkang was furious.

Time is tight, and greeting is courtesy of the home field.

Although his letter is invalid, this kid's re, there must be more than one old guy watching the game outside, and he can't make Dang Wu and Yu Ruiyuan's faces too ugly.

The swift talisman and the petrification talisman urged at the same time, his fists were clenched, and the whole person rushed out like a sharp arrow, and smashed the sword in Dong Wenkang's hand.

Dong Wenkang snorted coldly, although Zhang Wu's total score made him unattainable, but when he really fought, he was not afraid at all, although he had just entered the Qi Martial Realm, he was a big realm higher than Zhang Wu anyway.

The sword is unsheathed, and it is stepped out in one step, and the speed is very fast.

This Dong Wenkang's swordsmanship and body martial arts are obviously not ordinary, if it weren't for the army of weapon slaves, if the latter wanted to leave, it would be really difficult for him to hunt down.

Where the long sword came, the wind and clouds gathered, and the air around them quickly gathered towards Dong Wenkang, and in a blink of an eye, a tornado was formed, and as Dong Wenkang stabbed out with a sword, the tornado swept Zhang Wu away, and the ground was also blown out of a deep ditch.

The petrified Zhang Wu and the tornado met and were submerged in the blink of an eye.

A beast roar, like a tiger roaring and a dragon's roar, resounded above the barren holy ruins, and then the fist shadow flickered, hitting Dong Wenkang's face and leaving.

Dong Wenkang's sword went sideways and landed on Zhang Wu, and Zhang Wu's fist also fell on the latter's chest in no particular order.

Wounds for injuries.

Under the heavy blow, the two separated, Zhang Wu patted the shoulder that was hit, Dong Wenkang's blow was not enough to break through the defense of the petrification talisman, but the strength of the strong man in the Qi Martial Realm should not be underestimated, if he resisted a few more swords, internal injuries could not be avoided.

Dong Wenkang fell directly to the ground, Zhang Wu's fist fell, and he clearly heard the sound of his chest bones collapsing.

His chest tightened, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat, and he swallowed it forcibly.

Dong Wenkang's hair was a little scattered by the wind, and he was very embarrassed: "You have so much strength?"

Zhang Wu clapped his hands: "It's okay, what's the matter, do you leave by yourself, or will I send you on your way?"

If Dong Wenkang faces himself squarely and doesn't give himself a chance to punch hard, the latter will not fall behind within ten moves, and the arrogance of genius has led to his defeat today.

Dong Wenkang let out a few wry smiles, picked up the letter talisman in his hand, and the moment he exploded, the space where he was was torn apart, and his big hand reached out out of thin air and grabbed him.

Zhang Wu looked at the torn space in a daze for a long time, Zhou Tian Yiluo was right, the one who controlled the ancient battlefield was indeed a spatial soul master.

A tiger-shaped slave walked over, its whole body was shaped by a broken sword, and it looked extremely imposing: "Let's go! One day, you will be stronger than them." ”

Of course, this tiger walking weapon slave is Zhou Tian Yiluo, he is a dove occupying the magpie's nest, and he temporarily stays in this tool slave, so that he can act cheaply in the ancient battlefield.

In this ancient battlefield, there is a divine consciousness replenishment, but it is not worried that the consumption of the machine spirit will be too large after leaving the Tianchi.

Zhang Wu was a little anxious: "Let's hurry up and move closer to the middle, those students are obviously in order not to run away in the later stage, there are very few people who come to the periphery, if the number of people I eliminate is not enough, there is no point in surviving to the end." ”

Sword Tiger roared angrily to express dissatisfaction:" Stinky boy, this is a radius of eight hundred miles, more than two hundred people thrown in, you think they are the same as you, you can detect the situation within a radius of one mile in an instant, taking the initiative to find someone is not as easy as you think, if it is not too lucky, you will not meet others if you stay here for two days, the real battle should be the last day, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, let's go to a few fierce places on the periphery first, rest assured, I am risking life and death to help you pass the test in the Phantom Demon Fang, how can I be sloppy here. ”

"You'd better tell the truth, otherwise the exam will be over, and I'll ask you. Zhang Wu said suspiciously.

This is obviously Zhou Tian Yiluo's excuse, but the latter's growth is also good for himself, as long as it does not affect the final results, it doesn't matter if he gets fewer points.

The slaves within a radius of dozens of miles from the holy ruins were emptied, and under the guidance of Zhou Tian Yiluo, Zhang Wu rushed to another murderous place.

Mausoleum of the God of War!

Compared with the desolation of the holy ruins, there are three more points of magnificence here, the mausoleums are cast highly, countless, around the mausoleum, the pine and the cypress stand, add a scenery to the Mausoleum of the God of War.

Zhang Wu led more than 1,000 weapon slaves to appear on the first mausoleum, and the Mausoleum of the God of War, which had been sleeping for an unknown amount of time, woke up instantly, and skeletons carrying rusty weapons poured out of the tomb and rushed directly to kill.

These skeletons and weapons were obviously burial goods, and in this specific space, they were reborn as tool slaves, and Zhang Wu followed behind Zhou Tian Yiluo, waiting for an opportunity to move.

After Zhou Tian Yiluo came into contact, the weapon slave who could not fight directly turned into a pair of dry bones, and unfortunately he took a fancy to him, Zhang Wu directly sent a soul charm and incorporated it into the army of tool slaves.

Zhang Wu carefully observed that the weapons controlled by these weapon slaves were immeasurable in the past, and under the passage of time, they were now almost equivalent to middle-grade human martial arts, and they were all damaged to some extent. At present, none of the weapons that Zhang Wu has come into contact with are intact.

Under normal circumstances, a martial artist picks up a weapon, takes it out of the ancient battlefield and then uses the vitality to conceive, and it won't take long to become a brand-new human martial art, but for Zhang Wu, there is no such idle time at all, not to mention the broken human martial arts, that is, Lingwu, Xuanwu, in his eyes, it is just the nourishment of Zhou Tian Yiluo.

After a while, Zhang Wu cleaned up the slaves around the first mausoleum, and the army of slaves grew stronger and stronger.

"Do I want to go inside this mausoleum?" asked Zhang Wu.

Zhou Tian Yiluo: "No need, the originally powerful existence in this mausoleum has been cleared away by the people of Mingdu Mansion, and now there is nothing in it." ”

"The map marks that there are a total of 360 mausoleums in this God of War Mausoleum, you continue to draw the soul charm, after drawing 10,000 copies of the first-level soul charm, start to try the second-level soul charm, in case a big guy appears, it can be useful. ”

Zhang Wu returned to the door panel and began to draw the soul talisman, and Zhou Tian Yiluo continued to sweep the Tomb of the God of War with an army of weapon slaves. If you encounter something suitable for fighting, Zhang Wu will take action and take it for your own use.

Until the one hundred and seventy-second mausoleum, Zhou Tianyi Luo finally smiled, and he finally met a big guy.

Under the instructions of Zhou Tian Yiluo, Zhang Wu sacrificed the tyrant to the town ruler, and at the same time urged the swift talisman and the petrification talisman, and the battle possessed by this weapon slave was no worse than Zhang Wu.

The golden armor was not damaged at all, and the skeleton horse under him was tall and mighty, and the most dazzling thing was obviously the Zhangba spear, and the golden pattern was very mysterious.

Behind the Golden Armor Weapon Slave, followed by hundreds of Weapon Slaves, holding all kinds of weapons, it is obviously a force that cannot be underestimated in this God of War Mausoleum.

"Is this a spirit weapon slave?" Zhang Wu was slightly regretful, due to the limited time, he had not yet tried to draw a second-level soul talisman, so this spirit weapon slave could only be cheap Zhou Tian Yiluo.

Sword Tiger nodded, feeling like he was drooling: "The armor is Lingwu, and the spear is a top-grade martial art, stinky boy, work hard, and I'll let you know what it means to be on a good track." ”

With a wave of the golden armor weapon slave's spear, the weapon slave behind him rushed directly towards Zhang Wu.

"Fight for the little brother, in this ancient battlefield, who can fight me now!" Zhang Wu jumped up, carrying the ruler of the town and rushing directly to the golden armor slave.

It seems that Zhou Tian Yiluo let himself make dementors, recruit troops and horses, and his selfishness is very large, and his real use should be to deal with these army of weapon slaves, so that he can collect them.

The golden armor slave galloped on the horse, although the skeleton horse looked thin, but the speed of running was not ambiguous at all, and the ruler in Zhang Wu's hand fell like a mountain, rubbing the spear of the slave, and sparks flew everywhere.

Not to mention the spear, even the skeleton horse under him did not shake for half a minute, but Zhang Wu's arm was numb for a while.

After Zhang Wu landed, he immediately whirled around and smashed the horse body under the golden armor slave, but the golden armor slave returned the horse pistol, directly sealing the Baxia town ruler in Zhang Wu's hand and picking him away.

Zhou Tianyi Luo explained to Zhang Wu in detail that although the divine consciousness and weapons of these weapon slaves themselves are weak, their combat experience during their lifetime cannot be ignored, and the powerful weapon slaves can even perform some of the martial arts practiced by the deceased during their lifetime.

This golden armor slave is even more difficult to deal with than he imagined.