Return from the second dimension

Life and death fighting on the real battlefield will never take place until the strength of the two sides is equal. After all, this is not a duel between gentlemen.

Regardless of whether it is strong or weak, as long as a duel takes place on the battlefield, it will inevitably need to do its best to defeat the enemy. In order to obtain the final victory, you can even do whatever it takes when necessary!

History has always been written by victors, and there is no need to say more about the fate of losers.

This situation is especially obvious in the world of Loucheng. In countless years of change, one after another has been annihilated in the dust of history. Who can remember them after thousands of years?

Another example is the battle that happened before us. To put it bluntly, it was actually the ultimate duel between the two towers. Sacred Dragon City belongs to the invaders, and Lingyan City is not necessarily the weaker who needs sympathy. Once the two sides go to war, they will inevitably have a victory. Only negative!

There must be a city that is defeated and becomes a stepping stone for the successful.

Sacred Dragon City was confident of victory and initiated a war on the initiative, but the monks in Lingyan City couldn't help themselves because they had been controlled by the Zerg!

Neither side had any scruples, so blood was shed immediately!

Qianlong was holding a high-level magic warbow in his hand, constantly shuttled through the enemy's camp, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and every time he wielded the war bow, he would bring a splash of blood!

The sharp thorns at both ends of the battle bow cut iron like mud. When the Lingyan City monk's battle armor was swept by it, it was cut like paper, and the body under the protection of the battle armor was directly divided into two!

Fighting in just a short period of time, the Lingyan City monks who died under him had already passed one hundred, among them there were many new-born insects who tried to sneak attack.

When the battle was in full swing, Qianlong, who had not personally participated in the battle for a long time, looked up to the sky and smiled. It seems that he has found the bloody years when the Holy Dragon City was first built, and every battle must fight to the death.

The past days are vivid, and it turns out that I still like the feeling of fighting on the battlefield the most!

Glancing at the cultivator team surrounding him to protect him, Qianlong smiled helplessly. Instead of continuing to penetrate the enemy's line, he raised the bow of the demon soldier and shot out a series of deadly arrows continuously, rushing the giant insects on the battlefield. Run through the key!

After seeing this scene, the Holy Dragon City monk who was in charge of protecting Qianlong finally breathed a sigh of relief, covering him back to a safe position.

Today's Qianlong is one of the few powerful figures in the Holy Dragon City, commanding the existence of hundreds of thousands of monks at every turn, and together with Tyson is the right-hand man of the Lord City Lord.

It is said that when this kind of battle occurs, he is definitely not the commander's turn to play, but perhaps his heart is suppressed with a strong anger, and he needs to use this battle to vent, so Qianlong will choose to kill the enemy!

Fortunately, he also knew how to measure, especially after Tyson and the Holy Dragon City were sealed together, his responsibilities were heavier, and he must not ignore the overall situation because of a whim.

Qianlong reluctantly retreated from the battlefield, but the other Sacred Dragon City cultivators did not have these scruples. Right now they were grinning and beheading the enemy in pieces.

In a corner of the battlefield, dozens of giant insects were surrounded together, waving their knife feet constantly, trying to drive away the hundreds of ogres who were approaching, but the mace and chain hammer came from time to time. , But they can only shrink back after eating pain.

I don't know why, these giant worms that have almost devoured everything have a natural fear of ogres, and they also cringe when fighting.

"Kill them and make your food!"

A big black bear in heavy armor touched his bald head, and gave orders to the group of drooling ogres, and at the same time there was a faint smile on his face.

Because of the abundance of food and special training, two of these ogres ruled by the big bear have reached the rank of lord, which is extremely rare in the ogre race.

As for the other ogres, they were stuck at the fifth-level threshold, but there were no signs of advancement. I don't know why?

The ogre who has advanced to the lord level has become stronger, and has a lot of brains, and can execute the commands issued by the big bear more perfectly!

Although with the continued strength of the Holy Dragon City, the combat power of the ogre army has been slightly behind, but its special physique is still worthy of the title of meat grinder on the battlefield, at least not for a long time in the future. Be eliminated!

Following the big bear's order, the two lord-level ogres in the lead let out a wild roar, and took the lead to pounce on the panicked giant insect, while the other ogres also moved their hill-like bodies upon seeing this. , Rushed into the screaming giant insect swarm.

In the excited roar of the ogre, the body of the giant worm was torn apart by brute force, and the wound of the ogre that was attacked would heal quickly in a very short time.

After devouring pieces of the worm's flesh and blood, under the command of the big bear, the group of ogres who are not afraid of pain began to wield huge weapons, and continue to fight with the giant worms. The excitement of the ogres kept coming from the battlefield. Roar!

In another area of ​​the battlefield, there are many young monks wearing black armor, forming a team of monks, fighting the enemy inextricably.

Although their cultivation bases are basically below the lord level, they are extremely well-organized, cooperative, and well-founded in their battles. Although they are not as violent and quick as other monks in the castle, the efficiency of killing the enemy has not fallen at all.

These young monks are all rising stars of the Holy Dragon City, and after the careful teaching of Mr. Mo, they have now grown up continuously.

Compared with their elders, these new generation of Sacred Dragon City residents admire the combination of technology and training, especially after repeated trials of blood and fire, their performance is enough to impress everyone!

The last time a million cultivators came to another world, Sacred Dragon City sent two hundred students with excellent grades to participate in the trial. As a result, they escaped by mistake, and their classmates were all sealed by mobile phones.

In the squad of monks headed at this time, Murong Ziyue, wearing a black armor, wielded two red long knives, cutting through the enemy camp like a whirlwind, leaving a passage of flesh and blood.

Because of his extremely talented talent, coupled with his eagerness to compete, Murong Ziyue has always played the role of a pioneer, and always rushes to the forefront in every battle!

In order to prevent her from having an accident, Mr. Mo specifically designated four outstanding students as her teammates, thereby protecting Murong Ziyue's safety to the greatest extent.

The little girl disagrees with this approach, but she also knows the importance of good teammates, so she did not reject Mr. Mo's kindness.

As Murong Ziyue's cultivator team rushed into the hinterland of the enemy group, other students who followed closely followed, like a pool of boiling water flowing in the snow, quickly emptied a large area of ​​the enemy!

"Hahaha, the little girl did a good job!"

A rough laughter came, and then a figure riding a weird beast rushed forward and chopped a large worm man to the ground.

Behind him, there was also a group of Holy Dragon City monks who controlled various war beasts, who were slashing the Lingyan City monks and turning them on their backs, and there were almost no enemies under him!

Glancing at the awkward chicken wings on that war beast, Murong Ziyue rolled her eyes and roared angrily: "You are the little girl, Captain Silly Hat!"

Except for Tang Zhen, Murong Ziyue would not have a good face to anyone calling her little girl.

The brawny man named "Captain Stupid Cap" by Murong Ziyue was taken aback, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, turned his head to look at the monk of the Holy Dragon City beside him, and asked in a puzzled tone: "Su Laojiu, what is a stupid hat? ?"

Su Laojiu curled his mouth, and said in a huff, "I don't know, you can ask the bone cat!"

Hearing the words, the strong man looked at another monk of the Holy Dragon City in the distance, and yelled and asked: "Bone Cat, do you fucking know what a dumb hat means?"

The Bone Cat, who was fighting with a monk in Lingyan City, heard the words, shook his hand and chopped the enemy to the ground. He turned his head and shouted: "I know, this is the word from the hometown of Lord City Lord. Mindful!"

As soon as the bone cat's words fell, a burst of laughter immediately sounded, and many of the monks in the Holy Dragon City all showed jokes.

The big man was not annoyed, but pointed out Murong Ziyue, who made a face with his tongue out, with a look of helplessness on his face.

At this moment, a voice came from the communicator in the strong man's hand: "The local tyrant captain, immediately lead your beast troops to the right side of the battlefield to support them, and kill all the enemies trying to flee!"

Upon hearing the words, the local tyrant captain immediately waved his hand at the monk of the Holy Dragon City under him, and galloped away with billowing smoke and dust!