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The energy vehicle was driving at a high speed on the highway, and from time to time, a huge roar could be heard from far away, which made Qin Ming feel as if he was in the depths of a battlefield with millions of troops.

Along the way, he could still see that many villages and towns were empty, leaving only a messy environment. It is likely that the residents here would have panicked and run away on the eve of the war.

Damaged and overturned energy vehicles can be seen everywhere on the road, which seems to be a car accident in a panic.

"There is a third-level small city twenty kilometers away. If you are lucky, you may find an armory." Tian Lanlan glanced at the map in her hand and said.

"Okay." Yang Ji was in charge of driving the vehicle, and after getting the coordinates, he changed direction and accelerated.

If you want to return to Mingxia Kingdom only by relying on energy vehicles, I am afraid that there will be many difficulties, and it will be impossible to do it in less than ten days.

They want to find a plane that can carry them, which is the ideal means of transportation.

boom!

Listening to the movement, Qin Ming turned his eyes to another direction.

Judging from the sound at present, there are probably no fewer than five main battlefields in this area, or even more.

They already knew that the hostile camp was the No. 7 ethnic group, but they didn't know which ancient ethnic group they were attacking.

Along the road, after half an hour, everyone saw the shadow of the third-tier town.

A large piece of gunpowder smoke filled the sky over the city, as if telling a few people that a huge disaster had just been experienced here.

Seeing this, Yang Ji did not approach rashly, and parked the energy vehicle far away.

"There is no movement, go in and have a look." Mu Yang said.

Everyone got out of the car and headed towards this third-tier town.

He didn't rashly release his mental power perception. If there were enemies in the city, they would expose themselves too.

Entering the city, the eyes are devastated, as if bombers dropped missiles one after another.

I thought I would see corpses strewn all over the field, but surprisingly, among the ruins, there wasn't even much blood.

As several people went deeper into the city, they saw a few sporadic human corpses buried in the ruins.

Pang Xiao pulled apart the broken steel bars and confirmed the identities of these corpses, they were undoubtedly the No. 7 ancient people.

Qin Ming looked around, and found the body of a person who died in battle under a wall.

"This is the costume of the No. 8 ancient tribe." Qin Ming saw a red flame-like mark engraved on the light armor worn by the corpse. This is the unique symbol of the No. 8 ethnic group, which looks like a family emblem. Existence is not difficult to identify.

"So, this is the battlefield between the No. 7 and No. 8 groups," Yang Ji said.

There is basically nothing wrong.

It just seems that after a fierce fight just now, both sides had their own losses and carried out a strategic transfer and evacuation, so there were no ancient people left in this city.

At this moment, Tian Lanlan released her mental power to spread out, "It's true that I didn't perceive the ancient people."

"It's not the best, I don't want to cause extra problems." Sun Mingli said, jumped onto a ruin, and also released his spiritual power to conduct a carpet search.

Several people dispersed separately, intending to find the location of the armory in the city first.

Searching around the city, Qin Ming suddenly found a steel square building still standing in the north.

The surrounding high-rise buildings have all collapsed, but although this building is also in a crumbling state, at least it has not completely collapsed.

"It looks a bit like an armory." Qin Ming thought, and several of them jumped to the bottom of the building.

The thick black iron gate looked distorted and no longer fit tightly.

He stretched out his hand to hold the door, and with a little force, he directly tore down the heavy door.

Looking inside the building, the air is filled with various metal smells and a faint smell of gunpowder smoke.

Armed tanks were neatly lined up on one side, and the various gun barrels were disassembled. Some were hung on the wall, while others fell to the ground scatteredly.

Further inside, there are semi-finished chariots, some parts of the helicopter, and various shells.

The weapons and equipment in the armory of the third-level small town are not so powerful, but they are not particularly shabby either.

Generally speaking, there will be other sub-bases outside the city to store more equipment and weapons.

If there is no armed aircraft they want in this arsenal, then they will go to the sub-base outside the city to search around.

Just when Qin Ming was about to enter the armory, a message from Tian Lanlan suddenly came from the micro-communicator next to his ear.

Frowning slightly, she moved towards Tian Lanlan's position as soon as she moved.

Passing through several ruins, Qin Ming stood on the top of the upside-down steel bars on one of the ruins. Looking up, he saw several figures, and Tian Lanlan was wrestling with them.

The stature immediately accelerated to support.

Muyang and the others in other directions rushed over quickly.

"Damn it, this is a member of Team Qinghong!"

These people were not from the ancient tribe, but powerful practitioners from other countries, so they quickly recognized Tian Lanlan's identity.

"Retreat!" One of them also knew the combat effectiveness of Qinghong's first team, so he decided to retreat immediately.

However, Tian Lanlan was not going to let them go, and dragged Qin Ming and others to arrive with her own strength.

These people also have the cultivation base of the sixth realm, and they can be regarded as top powerhouses in various countries, but they are still slightly inferior to Muyang and others, let alone Qin Ming's help.

Ten minutes later, a total of seven people were beaten to the ground.

"These seven people are the special forces of Beiyuan Kingdom." Tian Lanlan directly revealed the details of these people.

"Northern Yuan Kingdom?" Sun Mingli was taken aback.

The Beiyuan Kingdom is just one of the countries that now openly stand in the camp of the hostile ancient clan. It is no wonder that Muyang and others showed strange colors after hearing their identities.

They are now enemies.

"In addition, they should know the whereabouts of the remaining three territories." Tian Lanlan gave an important piece of information.

At first, she was only searching the arsenal in the city, but she didn't know this until she inadvertently overheard the conversation of the seven people who came here.

Mu Yang and Yang Ji's eyes lit up.

Undoubtedly, if they knew where those three territories were stored by the hostile faction, their camp would be able to make targeted layouts, snatch the territories faster, and even end this shocking war early.

This is the result that countries in the world most want to see, to reduce losses and casualties as much as possible, and to send these ancient people away.

Only in this way can they restore the peace of the past, and at the same time re-establish a more solid and stable order and rules, instead of being so turbulent now.

Obviously, if this information is true, it is very important, but the problem is that they are still unable to determine the authenticity of the information.

There is a price to pay for certification.

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