Commanding Wind and Cloud

The warrior who died first didn't react, but then the other warriors did. The god of killing who killed the prince had already appeared in front of them!

Soul fighting! The strength of the fighting spirits rushed again and again, the blood power began to wake up and roar in their bodies, but the vigorous fists were faster than their speed, and the fighting skills of Lianzhu arrows were in full bloom at this moment, and countless fists enveloped several barbarian warriors. Hundreds of punches fell on them in one second, directly smashing their bones, and their bodies rose into the air.

Time is faster than lightning across the sky

Several Beamon blood warriors with peak fighting spirits brought by Farak all died under the energetic fist.

Mu Nazhence stared blankly at the tall and energetic figure, is this really an ordinary soldier? Holding a super fighter in his hand, he actually overthrew a genius blood warrior of the same level who was holding a sacred weapon in his hand!

Farak is a genius, a truly genius fighter! Not only does he possess extraordinary strength, but what is even more frightening is that his will to fight has never been extinguished! Even after the death of the real body, the remaining will urged the second fighting body to continue fighting.

He is a truly talented fighter, and his combat experience in the fierce battle just now clearly demonstrated all of this, but it's a pity...he encountered an inhuman drive.

Mu Nazhence really wanted to know if he met the female undead that day with his current energy, would he be able to take that holy blow head-on without suffering any damage.

"Damn! Comrades, your battle just now was really exciting!" Duanfeng Buer stepped forward with a smile and said, "Unexpectedly, after you absorb the essence of Lucifer's heart, your strength is so powerful. Maybe you won't be defeated by the real saintly powerhouse! Your performance like this puts me under a lot of pressure!"

Duanfeng Buer said he was under a lot of pressure, but there was no hint of pressure on his face. The essence of Lucifer's heart was not only absorbed vigorously, but he also absorbed and digested it after the last war. No one knows what his current strength is.

Ke Jin looked at the gloves in his hand: "This is suitable for me, so I won't share it with you."

Fentu Kuangge shrugged his shoulders, this thing was brought down by Qiqi desperately, so naturally it belongs to Qiqi. It's just that it's really hard to imagine that the strength of motivation is so powerful. The upcoming rookie king competition is really getting more and more interesting.

"Go, go up the mountain!"

Qian Jin looked at the glove carefully for a long time, and after confirming that this sacred weapon was not like a dark magic armor, but a unique sacred weapon suitable for a certain kind of blood power, he put it on his hand with confidence.

After getting the sacred artifact, Jin Jin suddenly understood why all the strong would not wear the sacred artifact on their bodies. This thing can indeed stimulate the potential of the holder, but it also consumes the battle energy at a crazily high speed. The consumption is like a huge water pipe pumping water from a washbasin, and the washbasin can be completely drained in a short time.

This way of consuming grudge? Qian Jin doubted that he would not be able to reach the top of the mountain, and estimated that all the fighting energy in his body would be drained, and even the fighting spirit might be drained away.

It doesn't need to be deliberately activated, the sacred weapon absorbs the battle energy so terrible!

Vigorously and carefully probing the ability of the holy weapon, he soon realized that this thing could enhance his soul power.

Improving the ability of the burning soul domain and the violent soul domain in an instant... I really want to try it, what kind of power state is it for me to strike with all my strength in that state.

Sacrifice this holy artifact when entering the sanctification? An inexplicable impulse surged in Jin Jin's heart. If he used this holy artifact to become a saint, then its power would enter his own soul domain. At that time, his violent soul domain and burning soul domain would not be the original soul domain from the very beginning.

After taking a few more steps with vigor, he still took the holy artifact from his hand and put it directly into the Doujie, and then continued to carry it on. He really needed to be carried up the mountain by Duan Fengbuer.

"It's a pity..." Duanfeng Buer sighed again and again: "Comrade comrade, the power of your knife just now was too strong. Not only did it kill Farak, but the grudge that rushed into his body also completely blew his body to pieces. How many good things should there be in the fighting world for such a guy!"

He glanced at Duan Fengbuer weakly. If Farak didn't have the prototype of the soul domain and the holy weapon, he could directly capture him alive. However, he not only had the prototype of the soul domain, but also had the holy weapon, and he also had a second fighting body that surprised him.

Although it was not a matter of luck to kill him, it was impossible to catch him. Fortunately, he was not given a chance to shatter the prototype of the Soul Domain, otherwise it would be even more troublesome for the power to clean up by himself.

Everyone chatted and quickened their pace, and soon reached the top of the mountain, only to find that it turned out to be a volcano! extinct volcano...

White snow piled up around the top of the mountain, and there was no boiling magma in the mountain. There were only rocks, which were probably stronger than many fighting soldiers. This was almost one of the strongest rocks in the world, but it was a pity that it could not be used to forge equipment.

"There's a cave there." Duanfeng Buer walked towards a place in the mountain pass: "I can feel the power inside..."

Everyone walked forward with him, and everyone present could clearly feel the power of the holy artifact.

Walking into the cave, there is a stone chamber that is not too big and is obviously carved by hand.

In the center of the stone room, there are several pieces of equipment shining with special brilliance.

Mo Jin couldn't believe his eyes. Before entering the cave, he thought there would be some treasure guards here, such as tyrannical monsters, or powerful magical monsters, but he didn't expect that there were no guards here.

Yes, it's just a stone platform and colorful murals on the walls, engraved with battle scenes that are more gorgeous and shocking than what the bard said.

It was a confrontation between the main army. The faces of the leading soldiers were carved very vaguely. Perhaps it was because of the long time that the carvings had corroded a lot.

Even so, when seeing this scene, everyone's spirits were still shocked at the same time, and the roaring sound of the battlefield where the golden horses and iron horses were fighting for life and death immediately came to their ears.

Those pictures, originally carved on the wall, seemed to be completely alive at this moment, floating in the cave like a magic projection. In fact, different pictures flashed in everyone's minds. Everyone even merged into it without knowing it, and turned into a warrior fighting among them.

The stone room was incomparably quiet, and everyone stood quietly. It didn't take long before beads of sweat began to appear on the vigorous forehead, and not long after, a trace of blood began to ooze from his body, and his complexion turned even redder.

puff!

Mu Nazhence spat out a mouthful of blood, backed away with sweat dripping all over his body, his eyes regained their original clarity, and stared blankly at the carved murals all around, whispering to himself: "Terrible! I actually participated in a battle I don't know what it is."

pain! Mu Nazhence felt that his body was about to fall apart. He looked up at the others feebly, wanting to wake them up, but knew that he couldn't do anything at this time.

Although it is just a situation similar to an illusion, it is too real. If it is real, people will know it is false, but they will still be unable to extricate themselves!

Moreover, the stronger the fighting spirit, the easier it is to sink into it and not be able to withdraw.

"Undead..." Mu Nazhence recalled the previous situation, the surroundings were full of undead, all kinds of undead, magic fighting spirit flying all over the sky, and there was a scene of death everywhere. A strong man holding a hammer led several soldiers to fight together with a warrior with gray skin.

The gray-skinned warrior looked very beautiful, and the gray badge on his forehead flashed a strange light that made people want to worship. Many warriors who rushed towards him would automatically kneel on the ground as soon as they entered his soul domain.

Emperor Soul Realm! The Emperor's Soul Realm that only exists in rumors and has never really appeared!

Mu Na Zhen Ce knew exactly what it was, and the imperial aura added to him! Those who enter the soul realm will kneel down and worship the emperor! Even if fighters of the same level enter it, they will also be affected by the soul domain, and the power cannot be truly displayed.

The gray warrior seems not afraid of pain, not afraid of injury! In addition to the fanaticism in his eyes, there is also this indescribable guilt, as if he is struggling, but he doesn't know what he is struggling with.

The fighting spirit released by the warrior with the hammer was very similar to the energetic hammer fighting spirit, except that there were three different soul realms on the hammer fighting spirit, while there was only one soul realm on the energetic hammer.

"Pfft! My mother!"

Duanfeng Buer sat heavily on the ground with his buttocks, looking at the blood that kept gushing from his left arm: "I almost died!"

"puff!"

Chekfleet spit out a mouthful of blood almost immediately. In the state of the fallen demon warrior, he woke up from that weird state. The fallen angel wings on the back had lost a lot of feathers. It is estimated that they will not be able to recover until the next transformation.

In the quiet stone room, only Qi Jin and Fen Tu Kuang Ge remained.

Duanfeng Buer looked at Fentu Kuangge in surprise, he thought that this soldier would withdraw earlier, but he didn't expect that he was wounded in more than a dozen places all over his body, and he didn't intend to withdraw yet.

Chekfleet looked worriedly at the motivation that was also injured in the body. This is the place where the fighting spirit can only withdraw after the collapse of the fighting spirit. The fighting spirit of motivation...

That is no longer a fighting spirit that can be described as strong and firm! But this kind of fighting spirit also makes it difficult for him to quit the battle!

What's more troublesome is that the way of a vigorous warrior is a special fighting style of never retreating forward, forward, forward!

If his will to fight collapses, even if he withdraws, his strength may not only not increase, but may even decline again!

boom!

Fentu Kuangge's body flew upside down, directly out of the cave, rolled dozens of somersaults on the hard rock and stopped backing up, he slowly raised his head with a happy smile in his eyes.

What does this smile represent? Duan Feng Bu Er knows, Mu Na Zhen Ce knows, and any warrior with strength can understand that it is a performance of burning the road after being injured, learning more things through the injured battle, and becoming stronger as long as the body recovers.

Dual fighting spirits! Every time Mu Nazhence thinks of Fentu Kuangsong's twin fighting spirits, he feels incomprehensible. The inheritance has always been only the inheritance of fighting spirit and golden fighting spirit. He has never heard of the inheritance of fighting spirits, but Fentu Kuangxiao did it. I don't know if this is the method that the third brother Changkong Zhence came up with? Or did Bahuang Wusheng hand it over to Fentu Kuangshou?

There are too many secret techniques in the world, and Mu Nazhence can only admire them. With the continuous passage of the world, fighting skills can really be said to have entered a new era of prosperity compared to thousands of years ago. Although many fighting skills have been lost, more new fighting skills have been created.

Fentu Kuangge set his sights on Mo Jin, this comrade who only knows how to advance in the battle, can he withdraw safely?

Time passed by every minute and second, and Qian Jin was completely immersed in this battle. The once broken Saber was back in his hand, and the surroundings were filled with endless undead, and countless undead formed the sea of ​​undead.

The warship that can only be seen on the sea is actually flying in the air at this time. It is not one, nor several... but hundreds of huge battleships floating in the air. Brilliant magic spews out from the side of the battleship, and the roaring explosion explodes on the opponent's hull.

The huge fleet of battleships blocked the sun in the sky, and a large number of fighters flew into the air under the blessing of the magician's flying magic, fighting to the death with the winged undead flying out of other warships.

The blood was like pouring rain, dyeing the sky red, the ground red, people red, and even the heart red! Dazzling bright red blood, it makes death crazy, and it also makes the whole battlefield crazy.

There were undeads constantly appearing beside Qian Jin, and the horse-chopping knife raised and lowered the undeads one by one, and they were attacked by more powerful undeads again and again.

They are not sanctified, but they are not afraid of pain! They can risk their lives, confront each other with Qi Jin, and exchange their own deaths for even a little injury of Qi Qi.

The gray aura in the center of the battlefield forms a huge crown, it covers an unbelievably huge area, it is the emperor's soul domain!

Standing beside the undead was a woman, that woman was very young, with a crest shining on her forehead that she was too familiar with, Queen of Undead!

It looks so good! Not only the coat of arms is very similar, but even the appearance is 90% similar to Hai Qing'er! The only difference is the strength of both sides!

The strength of this undead queen is much, much stronger than that of Hai Qing'er.

Qian Jin didn't know how tyrannical Gan Zhanxuan was, but he instinctively felt that the strength of this undead queen was even higher than that of a strong man like Qian Zhanxuan.

However, the undead with the huge gray crown soul domain steaming behind him is even stronger than the undead queen!

Ascension peak eighteen hammers! Momentum saw that in the gray crown soul domain, a huge, red Eighteen Hammers rose up!

The person who used the Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers was extremely fast, and he attacked the handsome gray undead repeatedly. With his vigorous eyesight, he couldn't see the appearance of the attacker clearly. He could only know that the proficiency of this person's Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers was much higher than his own.

Ascension peak eighteen hammers! Go all over the world with one blow!

After starting to learn Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers, Mo Jin has always had the idea that as long as he learns one of the hammers, it will be enough to sweep away many, many strong men.

Thousands of troops! The enthusiasm was shaken again, and someone's body shook. There were thousands of the same fighters on the battlefield. They formed a strange battle formation, and the power they exerted was so powerful that the earth was shaking.

attract! Enthusiasm was completely attracted by the battle, he wanted to get closer to the center of the battlefield, to see clearly what kind of battle scene it was, and the sword in his hand swept across all the undead standing in front of him.

Go, go, go...

He ran wildly all the way, but found that he was still unable to approach the center of the battlefield. The visual distance seemed not that far away, but when he really got close, it was very far away. The only thing he could know was that he was indeed approaching the center of the battle circle, because...

As they approached the center of the battle circle, the surrounding pressure became more and more intense, and the strength of the undead gradually increased. Their madness even reached a terrifying extreme. Instead of launching an attack, they directly burned and shattered all the fighting marks of the entire fighting spirit, sending out the peak blow.

Attacks with that kind of ability can be blocked once, twice, or three times...but they can't be blocked ten, twenty, or thirty times in one second...

If it weren't for the body protection of Fengyun's golden body and the shield's special fighting skills, all of Qi Jin's bones would have been shattered, and he was even beaten to death.

Facing unprecedented pressure, he knew that he could not retreat at all! Retreat at this time, maybe I can get out of this weird state, but my warrior way...

"No matter what time, no matter what space! The stars are always above, always looking down on the earth, and watching the changes of history!" Qian Jin raised his saber again, and the star seal of life and death began to rotate again. The stars in the sky seemed to cast light from the sky and landed on the sword of Qian Jin: "Starlight guides me, stars open the way for me, and Xinghe rushes me onto the red carpet leading to victory!"

Chang He Guanri's shocking slash split open the path of life and death in front of Qian Jin, and countless undead fell under the aura of this slash.

The sword in Qian Jin's hand shattered at this moment, eyes opened on the gray crown soul domain, six eyes...

Six eyes looked at the direction of enthusiasm at the same time! The radiance is like electricity and arrows, possessing real and substantial lethality!

This is six eyes? The moment he was surprised by his enthusiasm, his chest was severely injured and his body flew upside down... It's a pity... It's a pity that he didn't see the user of Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers...

Qian Jin's body also flew upside down like a cannonball, but behind him was not the entrance of the cave, but the solid wall of the cave.

Boom!

A few meters later, the wall of the cave was completely pierced by the retreat of energy, and his body rolled from one side of the crater to the other side of the crater before really stopping.

What the hell was that just now? Sitting vigorously on the rock, recalling everything he saw before, the similar hammer fighting spirit, the familiar Eighteen Hammers of Shengfeng, the countless fighting skills of thousands of troops, and those six eyes?

What exactly is Endless World? What is he? Did you really get this hat by accident?