Xiang Ji felt a little dizzy, and suddenly relaxed after a series of fierce battles, and the string in his heart seemed to break all of a sudden. He sat on the ground www.biquge.info looked at the corpsed white-armored soldiers around him, and he didn't want to move.

He didn't want to move, the enemy wouldn't be polite to him, these living puppets were not tired and fearless of death, and there was no such thing as being afraid of being beaten. As soon as Xiang Ji's side relaxed, the corpse soldiers behind immediately rushed over to reoccupy the position, and some guys rushed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they had rushed to Xiang Ji's side, and they were a stick.

Xiang Ji also wanted to move, but he was so tired that his head was drowsy, and he just wanted to sleep like this. Anyway, these guys won't hurt me for a while, and it's not a big problem for me to lie down and take dozens or hundreds of sticks from him.

Xiang Ji thought so willfully, and really lay down very comfortably in the midst of the ten thousand armies! He slept peacefully as if he were sleeping on his own bed, snoring loudly. This scene made Lao Hu, who rushed to the rescue, speechless, why are you so awesome?

As everyone knows, Xiang Ji is not completely uncertain, before he fell asleep, the corner of his eyes had already narrowed to the figure of Lao Hu running wildly, and his back had just touched the ground for a while, and two strong hands grabbed his arm.

It was the eldest brother of Lao Hu and the bald monk, and the two of them supported Xiang Ji on the left and right, and carried him back and retreated quickly, and Eric's suspended metal knife array cooperated to make a way. Xiang Ji, who was aware of this, completely relieved his mind and fell into a deep sleep.

"Hey, wake up, wake up, don't sleep!" Xiang Ji seemed to feel someone slapping his cheek in a daze. What kind of person? I really hate it~, no matter what he is! The world is big, and he sleeps the most! He waved his arm angrily and removed the hand on his face, turned over and continued to sleep.

"What to do?" another somewhat familiar voice shouted.

"Keep pouring! He didn't suffer any major injuries, but he was out of strength. The voice from before said.

"Potion Three! Another bottle!" As the voice sounded, a large hand swept over his body, pinched his chin, and the cold potion was somewhat rudely poured into his mouth, down the throat and into the stomach pouch.

"Wake up the master, don't let him sleep again! Damn! These things are so powerful, why haven't the support arrived yet? There was an angry roar from the front, and it looked like it was under pressure.

Damn! It's really inhumane! Still trying to catch me Zhuangding? Xiang Ji was a little annoyed in his confusion, and he really wanted to fall asleep, but under the stimulation of the cold liquid, he finally couldn't continue to sleep, and struggled to open his fluffy sleepy eyes.

"Great, I've finally woken up!Big master, I've fed you three bottles of No. 3, it should be better, right?" was the bald brother in the stick monk duo, and he said as he threw an empty medicine bottle aside, and the bottle label prominently said No. 3 Energy Recovery Potion/Nutrient Solution.

"How long have I been asleep?" Xiang Ji still felt sore.

"Well, a little over a minute. "The bald brother is a little embarrassed, and Xiang Ji is mainly tired and lying down. But now that they have just fallen asleep, you wake them up, which is really not very authentic.

"I can't help it, the battle situation is tight, I can't let you rest anymore, master, you can understand. The bald brother said apologetically.

"You're polite, my name is Xiang Ji, what's the situation now?, hasn't the support person arrived yet?" The title of the big master is indeed quite cool, but Xiang Ji still wants the other party to call him by his name. And he remembered that the sound he heard before he fell asleep should have been from the morning light, and the plane passage should have been opened.

"Who knows! Dawn, this parallel import! It's really unreliable!" The familiar voice full of resentment was none other than Eric, who was controlling the suspended metal knife array. This Sichuan-born "Magneto" brother has a deep resentment towards Chenxi as always.

Xiang Ji propped himself up and looked back at the lake, where there was still a huge piece of ice that exuded a slight chill, sealing the exit of the plane crack under the lake, and so far there was no movement at all.

However, it doesn't seem entirely right to say that there is no movement at all, and Xiang Ji somehow feels that this piece of ice doesn't seem to be as strong as before. Not so sturdy? He rubbed his eyes, wondering if it was his own delusion.

At this moment, there was a sudden hissing sound on the surface of the iceberg, and although the sound was not loud, it was enough to attract the attention of the reincarnation warriors near the shore of the lake. Before everyone could react, in the next second, the huge iceberg suddenly turned from a hard solid to a flowing liquid with a bang, and the waterline suddenly rose a little upward.

There was not even a single slag of ice left, and hundreds of thousands of cubic meters of huge ice were completely restored to their original lake water in an instant. If there is an infrared thermometer working here at this time, you will find that the temperature of these liquids that have just melted from the ice is actually the same as the surrounding lake, and there is not a trace of cold left.

"The people who are supporting are coming!" everyone reacted, and a large stone was finally removed from their hearts. At this time, the reincarnation warriors could finally be sure that they had really survived this time, and that they were safe.

A figure pierced through the deep water, shot out, and finally landed lightly on the shore of the lake. This is a tall young man dressed in an ancient samurai suit, with short robes and tight sleeves, a heroic posture, and a long slightly chestnut hair tied back casually.

The young man is very tall and strong, his posture is like a pine, and he is dressed as an ancient man from head to toe, and his unique strange temperament is also very conspicuous, whether it is compared with real humans or reincarnation warriors, it looks completely different.

This is simply a warrior who has come out of a martial arts novel, and his momentum is so compelling that the reincarnation warrior on the side wants to say something, but when the words come to his mouth, he wants to stop talking, this person's momentum is too strong!

How can you be alone? What is this enough for? Many people were going to say this, but for some reason they couldn't say it. People seem to instinctively feel that this is inappropriate, and Xiang Ji even has an illusion of facing thousands of troops, no!

But soon, Xiang Ji knew that this was not an illusion at all.

"Your knife formation is withdrawn first, and it stops. The young man glanced at the entire battlefield and lightly ordered Eric, "Well, those people outside should come back too, right away." These words were said by Lao Hu and the others who fought before the battle, and it was completely an unquestionable command tone.

Eric was stunned for a moment, but the next moment he understood that these two sentences were more than orders! As soon as the second sentence fell, Eric was horrified to find that he had lost control of the dozens of metal blades in front of him, and the metal stopped flying uncontrollably and flew back to Eric's side.

Lao Hu and the others, who were fighting, also suddenly found that their bodies were completely controlled, and even moving their fingers became a luxury! They were involuntarily dragged back from the battlefield to the battle formation of the reincarnation warriors.

"Capture the dragon and control the crane skill?!" someone couldn't help but exclaim.

Xiang Ji only felt a flower in front of him, and the next moment the young man appeared in the position of Lao Hu and the others just now, he raised his right palm and pressed it lightly against the overwhelming sea of corpse soldiers, boom!

It was a very strange sound, as if the whole air had turned into a big bell, and the low roar of the yellow bell resounded throughout the battlefield, and also resounded in the hearts of Xiang Ji and everyone, boom!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, and there was no powerful shock wave in sight, but the dense sea of corpses melted and collapsed silently like snowflakes under the scorching sun, and then disappeared!

In less than a second, there was nothing left of the entire battlefield, and a light wind whistled by, rolling up a cloud of smoke and dust.

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Xiang Ji was dazzled.

"Huh?" seemed a little surprised, and the young man paused for a moment, as if he had thought for a moment before replying:

"Eighteen palms of the dragon, sort of. ”

"Sort of?"

"Yes. ”