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At the same time, Qitian Mountains, Sanqingyuan.

The entire Weng City, on the side close to the wild plains, has been completely stained brown with blood. Even standing on the high walls, the pungent smell of blood is as strong as the substance. It seems that the whole person is immersed in the sea of ​​blood. The same.

After several years of **** battles, the monks stationed in Wengcheng changed group after group, and those old people who could survive to now are no more than 30%.

But these 30% have become real warriors, even if it is an ordinary Rank Nine monk, the aura emanating from his body is like a ferocious beast, which is eye-catching.

Hu Shan is one of them!

After squatting in the bunker, Hu Shan moved his body, took out a pot of drunk fairy brew with his left hand, and took a sip.

On his right shoulder, there was a hideous wound, which almost cut his shoulder blade into two pieces. Even though a layer of green ointment had been applied, the blood still leaked out uncontrollably, and his right hand was hanging on the ground. A small pool of blood a few feet has been accumulated.

On both sides of him, two monks fell into a pool of blood in an irregular posture, one was almost cut in the waist, the other was cut off in half, and both fell.

There are scenes like this everywhere on the wall of hundreds of feet long.

When did the new monk see such a scene, and almost everyone was wounded, many of them choked up, mixed with a low wailing sound, as if the sadness and joy from hell, it was chilling.

Hu Shan glanced at the new monks, his eyes full of disdain, but he didn't bother to take care of it, and took a few more sips of wine before he took the flask back.

Spreading out his left hand, there was an ordinary Sumi Ring in the palm of which he was wearing a beast tendon. I pinched it in my hand and played with it for a while, then raised my hand hard to hang it around my neck.

Before the war of chaos, he had only the Nascent Soul Peak cultivation base, but in the past few years, he has the resources for battle exploits, coupled with the perception between life and death, and now it is the third level cultivation base, which is normal. It is a miracle.

But that was only an external statement. Only he himself knew that if he could live to the present, his cultivation base could still make such rapid progress, what on earth was he relying on...

"The boss doesn't know where he is now... the prince from the Xuanlong dynasty came a few days ago, but he doesn't even know where the boss is going. He just heard that he went to Central China..."

"In a few days, I will be able to take turns, and I don't know if I have the opportunity to go to Zhongshenzhou to open my eyes with my military merits..."

"And that little girl, when I heard that something happened to her, I even cried for a while, hehe...the little guy should have grown up a lot now, right?"

"But the barbarians' offensive is getting more and more fierce. In the past few days, even the Nine Mountain Barbarians have been dispatched several times... I don't know if I can survive that time..."

Hu Shan sighed and stretched out his left hand to evenly spread the ointment dispersed by the blood on the right shoulder blade. After the severe pain, the place is now very itchy, which is the feeling of rapid muscle growth.

However, this ointment given by Xiang Yang is indeed wonderful. Without the resources of that ring, he has not known how many times he has died. How can he be promoted to Rank 3?

The barbarians have retreated, and in the passage behind the city, they rushed out one after another, cleaning the battlefield while transporting the wounded. Hu Shan’s injuries are not serious here. Several monks who walked up to him gave it to him. With an apologetic smile, he hurried to the side first and picked up the corpse.

Behind them, there was an old man who described it as a withered, holding a black crystal in his hand. It was a spiritualist who was responsible for collecting soul seals. After these soul seals were collected, there was a special place for placement. If you are lucky or have a hard background, Soon they will be assigned to a body, of course, as for where the object of the looting came from, no one will ask more.

In just a few moments, there were crowds of people going back and forth everywhere in Wengcheng. According to practice, the next attack of the barbarians would have to be at least two hours apart.

After so many years, the two sides have already established customary rules. At this time, the barbarians should also be cleaning the battlefield outside Urn City. After bringing the still alive back, the eagles in the air will take away their corpses, at least for this period of time. Inside, Wengcheng is safe.

Several pretty-faced young female cultivators swiftly cleaned up the wounds of a cultivator a few meters away. After stopping the blood, several low-level cultivators next to him carried him on a stretcher.

That guy's entire arm was shoveled into fleshy by the barbarian's flying shovel, and he couldn't get any connection. Only after he had cultivated to the Three Realms of Dengxian, he had the opportunity to recast his body, but the disciples of this small sect basically didn't. What hope.

Hu Shan took a deep breath and couldn't help but praised his luck. In the past few years, he has suffered countless injuries, but at least his limbs are healthy, which is a blessing.

Just after a moment of pride, a warning message suddenly appeared in my heart. The intuition cultivated by years of fighting made Hu Shan react in an instant. As soon as his divine consciousness turned, he directly summoned a defensive magic weapon at the peak of the treasure, and turned it into a magic weapon. The misty light enveloped him.

Across the cyan light, I saw a sea of ​​fire suddenly passed over the city of Weng, and shot straight in the direction of Sanqingze. The sea of ​​fire was everywhere, even if it was thousands of feet away, the city of Weng was still turned into a **** in an instant.

Not far away, the female cultivators and the low-level cultivators carrying stretchers, even the screams of the screams in the future, turned into torches, blazing flames, and directly tore their vocal cords. , Opened his mouth in vain, let out a scream of'Hehe', and after a few steps, it turned to bones.

Over the entire Weng City, at least ninety-nine percent of the thousands of monks fell directly at this instant, and some were old birds like Hu Shan. They reacted immediately after intuition was wrong, and summoned a magic weapon to protect themselves. .

But ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ not everyone has treasures of the pinnacle level. After a while, among the surviving monks, half of them failed to carry them, and they turned into magic weapons together. ash.

Hu Shan's forehead had already leaked a little oily light. Even with the protection of the pinnacle treasure, the high temperature that could almost melt gold and iron still made the cyan light that the magic weapon transforms to tremble sharply, and I don't know how long it will last.

Fortunately, the sea of ​​fire came and went quickly, and it was just a few moments away, and the temperature dropped in an instant.

In the distance, the sea of ​​fire had reached the edge of Sanqingze, stopped the castration, and in the endless sea of ​​fire, walked out a giant made up of flames, standing on top of the earth, exuding a kind of majesty that you can't directly look at. His eyes were like a bright sun, flashing with dazzling red light, and he quietly bowed his head for a while.

Then, with a fluttering palm, he pressed it down!

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