After a while, dozens of people below suddenly came back to their senses, and suddenly shouted, "Fight", life and death are sometimes not terrible, what is terrible is that they have lost their will to fight, they use their actions to show that they are unwilling to be dissatisfied and dissatisfied, and it is just a big deal to die.

The slash flew up from the wasteland, the sharp tip of the knife stabbed towards the opponent's body, a white light followed, it had reached the limit speed, and the faint dragon chant came out, and it instantly arrived in front of the young man, and the blade rapidly became larger in the opponent's pupils, submerged from his dantian, and quickly pierced out. He looked at the pale white word 'zha' in mid-air, and his figure quickly disappeared.

After slashing around, it flew into Kang Ziqing's dantian after spinning, and quietly suspended above the golden Yuanying's head, and a spiritual rhyme radiated from the blade, intersecting with the Yuanying Qi and entering the cultivation stage. Kang Ziqing slowly descended, separated his qi from the army, sat cross-legged on the ground, and then entered cultivation.

This area ushered in a silence, the breeze and yellow sand slowly drifted in the air, as if reminiscing about the original time, below, 10,000 sergeants also began to cultivate, the short time of fighting is no less than the usual three days and three nights of fighting, the body is extremely empty, take out the few high-grade source crystals on the body, and restore the source qi of the body.

In the center of the army, a white armor separated him from everyone at a distance, and the aura on his body flickered up and down, but he was ready to be promoted, and at that time, his status would be on a higher level. A top-grade source crystal crossed the top of everyone's heads and fell into his hands, and the rich source qi emanated, making him feel refreshed for a while, and his divine consciousness spread slightly, but he knew the reason, and he was silently grateful in his heart.

The dim light surrounded everyone again, and it was a new day, a pair of bright eyes slowly opened, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a burst of armor clashing sounded in the empty wasteland, and in the center, Luo Fanchen opened his eyes, and the aura on his body suddenly increased a lot, but it was promoted to the late stage of refining.

He didn't wander around the secret room for thirty or fifty years like others promoted, and this is also thanks to the fact that he has accumulated too much in the past five hundred years, and he can complete the promotion with only one trigger point. Lines appeared under his feet, and he flashed in front of Kang Ziqing, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty." Only he knew the importance of the best source crystal at that moment.

A pair of dark eyes quickly opened, looked at the general in front of him, and his lips opened slightly, "Let's go." He didn't mention last night's top-grade source crystal, no matter what, he improved the cultivation of the person in front of him, and his own strength was also strengthening, although he still didn't look down on this improvement.

"March"

Luo Fanchen fell in the center of the military formation, and shouted loudly, but no matter who he was, he could feel his joy, and last night, dozens of people also improved their cultivation, adding a touch of joy to last night's battle, 10,000 sergeants rose into the air and moved forward, last night has become a cloud of smoke.

The march was still as boring as before, and after another five hundred miles, the army stopped, quickly adjusting the surrounding leylines and arranging formations.

Kang Ziqing sat in the formation, his eyes closed and he was not ready to rush out of the formation as before, his cultivation improved very quickly, and he reached the peak of the Yuanying in a short period of time, which was also thanks to his continuous fighting, which raised his body instinct to the peak of the Yuanying, so that there was not too much gap between the mood and the body.

However, with the battle, some hidden injuries inevitably appeared in his body, and he could only rely on the self-regulation of the primary demon body to heal it. At the dantian, the golden infant sat quietly, his hands were in the shape of holding the dan, and there was a blood mark on his forehead, which added a trace of evil intent. And the top of the Yuan Infant is close to the dantian barrier, if the barrier is automatically broken, and the Yuan Infant transforms into the Yuan God, then he will be promoted to the god.

If there are tiny cracks swimming in the body of the golden infant, it is the hidden wound formed by excessive fighting, and the inexplicable rules are hovering in front of the golden infant, this is the rule that belongs to the demon alone, everything has rules, and the ultimate form of the demon is also the rule, and at this time, these rules slowly repair the dark wounds left by the infant, so that he has no worries about his future promotion.

As the night fell, the soldiers sat cross-legged on the ground, seizing all the time to cultivate, waiting for the army of remnants to come, as they got closer and closer to the center, the remnants they encountered became stronger and stronger, which is also the reason why the city would die without too many accidents, after all, the resources they took became more difficult.

The Dao Phantom came to the front of the army with the sound of the wind, and with the roar, many remnant spirits attacked the formation in front of them in disorder, and the hard earth platform was shattered by the remnant spirits, and the large array was suffering great damage.

"Report, the east side of the large array will hold out for a quarter of an hour at most. ”

"Report, the west side of the large array will hold out for a maximum of two quarters of an hour. ”

As the warriors recounted, the emergency alarms made the army more solemn and solemn, and the sword at his waist was clenched in his hand, ready to attack at any time, and after the large array was broken, the attack was far better than the defense. On the outside of the large array, one attack after another blasted towards the formation, and above the army of remnants, two figures were quietly suspended, their strength was similar to that of the young man with the broken arm before.

Under the command of the commander, all the sergeants also attacked outside, but compared to the attack light and shadow of tens of thousands of remnants on the outside, their attack was particularly weak, after all, their cultivation was too weak, even if they were combined in several places, the sharp sword light only sporadically cut off nearly a thousand heads.

"You also go over. ”

Luo Fanchen said to the ten people in front of him, this is the reserve he left, now is the right time, I hope to be able to hold on for a long time, and wait until the moment when the king wakes up.

"The subordinates obeyed. The ten men made a change and flew towards the east side of the great array, where it was most urgent.

Kang Ziqing suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the leader of the remnant spirit on the outside of the large array, and the slash appeared in his hand, and a thirty-zhang long sword fell straight to the east, facing a pair of pale white palms, and the huge palm print hit the blade, the blade shattered, and the palm print only left a faint light, falling on the formation, like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, and the big array shattered.

"Array"

Luo Fanchen shouted suddenly, the surrounding sergeants immediately reacted, gathered towards the middle, and the remnant attacks hit everyone, his body flashed, and the bright white sword light shone one brightly, shattering most of the attacks, but there were still dozens of people who couldn't dodge, and were hit by the residual light and shadow, and the brittle body was scattered into several pieces, and the blood-colored mist fluttered in the sky above everyone.

"Roar" Many remnants were agitated by the blood mist in front of them, and they rushed towards the military formation, their mouths wide open, trying their best to absorb the blood mist in the air, and the pale white face hooked up a series of sluggish lines, and the blood-colored eyes suddenly turned to look at the army not far away.

Luo Fanchen was suspended again in the center of the army, and Kang Ziqing galloped to the front of the army, his hands clenched and slashed, and a series of fantasy chains formed on everyone's body, and then enveloped Kang Ziqing.