This is the battlefield!

Although there is no tragic picture of millions of heroes fighting bloodily, there is no earth-shaking shouting and roaring, but there is blood, there are killing knives, cracked swords, fierce fists, dead hands, flying flesh and blood, and broken heads

There are all the conditions that a battlefield should have, so, this is a battlefield!

The most important thing is that there are endless hearts here.

The dissatisfiedness of the human heart, throughout the past and the present, has promoted the development of the world, and also bred all the darkness in the world.

"Hey!"

Lan Luo let out a sigh.

She was never sure if the broken person sitting in the cross-legged was her blood relative, she had doubted everyone, and she had secretly observed everyone, and in the end, she threw all her suspicions at Qin Zhang in the golden dragon plate in the distance.

"Is it him? Is it him?"

Lan Luo clenched her palm, and in the palm of her hand was the dull Qianyuan ancient coin.

"Damn, if the Qianyuan coin could still exert its power, I wouldn't have to worry so much. I've tried all kinds of tricks, but this man has always been covered with a veil that blocks all my probe. ”

"Even the power of this bloodline can't do it. ”

Lan Luo clenched her fists, and a trail of blood slid over her pale skin, falling to the ground drop by drop.

"No way!"

Lan Luo's eyes instantly became firm: "I promised my mother that I would definitely bring Ah Man back safely, I can't give up, yes, I must not give up." ”

Can't give up!

How can I give up when my mother fought bloody battles to kill the children who were saved by the world's talents! I not only want to find him, but I also want to protect him and help him achieve that supreme position.

How dare you detain their mothers in a dark prison of thorns?

At that time, look at them still have this dog guts!

Lan Luo's eyes passed through hundreds of people, projecting straight onto Qin Zhang's body.

Since you can't be sure, you can just take a drop of his blood to verify it.

Lan Luo clenched his fists and opened his mouth to let out a coquettish shout.

"Get out!"

Get out!

Lan Luo's words were rude, but on this battlefield of fighting, it was difficult to attract attention. However, rude words do not attract attention, and the figure that hits the front will be blocked by hundreds of people.

This obstruction is slashed with a knife, stabbed with a sword, and paid for blood and even life.

"I said it,!"

On the complicated battlefield, Lan Luo's graceful figure attracted everyone's attention at once. This attention is not because of her beautiful appearance, nor because of the few bluegrasses on her chest that represent the Qianyuan Lan clan.

This attention is because of the decisive killing, because a woman did not show a trace of panic in the face of the bloody battlefield, but floated in a light posture and broke the head of the person who was blocking the way.

At this point, there are only three of the nine golden plates left, and there are only more than 30 people left who can stand and fight on the field.

These more than thirty people are now staring at Lan Luo with a shocked expression, watching this woman use her beautiful hands to break other people's heads, and she is about to continue moving forward with a calm face.

"Damn, you little slut, you actually killed my junior brother!"