Sword God

In a small wooden house on the edge of Dongying, a figure condensed on the wooden bed, his eyes opened, and he got up instantly.

"I've died once, don't know if Brother Chen got out?" Duan Lingkong was at a loss, then straightened his thoughts and said to himself.

He blew himself up, in order to stop the demon clan and fight for Chen Zong to get away.

Why do you do this?

One is that there are three signs of death, equal to three chances of death, so it will not really die.

The second is to recognize Chen Zong as a person. After many exchanges, he has already understood Chen Zong's human nature, treated him as a friend, and as a loose repairer, Duan Lingkong has his way of survival. After countless life and death, it is not so easy. Being blinded, once recognized people will give the greatest trust.

Third, Chen Zong walked out of the camp earlier than himself. He should have accumulated some trial points. If he dies, he will lose half of it, which is a waste of time.

For various reasons, it flashed in an instant, making Duan Lingkong willing to sacrifice. After all, his own trial points are only three points.

After checking it, Duan Lingkong suddenly found that his trial points were a little less, and there were two points left. Although he said that the death was reduced by half, there was no point.

Immediately summoned to Chen Zong, and soon, Duan Lingkong received Chen Zong's message.

"Great Brother Chen, it seems that you got out in time." Duan Lingkong already knew the time of resurrection after death, just one day. If Chen Zong did not get out of death, there should be no resurrection, or just resurrection, It is impossible to reply to your information in a timely manner.

Moreover, Duan Lingkong keenly felt that Chen Zong's breath was different, and seemed to be more tyrannical.

"Brother Duan, Daen doesn't thank you." Chen Zong said solemnly, if he was to sacrifice Duan Lingkong's sword salute, he wouldn't be able to go without Duan Lingkong's self-destructive sacrifice.

In turn, it was precisely because of Duan Lingkong's sacrifice that he seized the opportunity to kill the demon clan and obtained a large number of trial points before he was able to redeem Vientiane's second merit and restore more strength.

This is indeed a great kindness.

"Brother Chen doesn't have to be like this." Duan Lingkong smiled, waving his hands, not very concerned, and immediately showed a hint of curiosity: "My self-explosion, it is estimated that I can't kill the demon clan, but fortunately, Brother Chen is able to withstand and get out in time. ."

"No, I killed the demon clan." Chen Zong said not to be sick.

"It turns out that Brother Chen killed..." Duan Lingkong was originally a plain look. Immediately, his face changed greatly, his eyes widened and his face was shocked: "Brother Chen, what do you say...you...you say you Killed the demon clan?"

"Dangerous strike." Chen Zongwei smiled, Yun Danfeng light.

Chen Zong said lightly, but Duan Lingkong still could not restrain his inner shock, and it took a while before he recovered.

"Brother Chen, it seems that I was absolutely correct at the time." Duan Lingkong laughed.

"From the demon clan, I got a lot of trial points, and after killing some young corpses, I got 100 trial points, and I exchanged the second weight of Vientiane's true merit, and my practice was successful." Staring at Duan Lingkong righteously, "Next, I will enter the trial site again to kill the demon, and get 100 trial points as soon as possible and hand it to Brother Duan."

"Haha, then wait for the good news of Brother Chen." Duan Lingkong laughed, and didn't intentionally humbly give anything, that's not his style.

True friends are not unilateral contributions, but voluntary contributions from both parties, so that they can be sustained and lasted for a long time.

Next, Chen Zong and Duan Lingkong did not form a team, because Chen Zong's strength returned to 1/1000, while Duan Lingkong was only 1/10,000, a ten-fold difference.

Today, Chen Zong can completely hunt the growth monsters, but Duan Lingkong can't, but can only deal with the young monsters. When the strength is not equal, to form a team, Duan Lingkong can only follow the mixed points.

At this point, his self-esteem is unacceptable. He can accept Chen Zong as a gift point, but he is not allowed to become a burden. In case of a strong enemy, he has only one way to die.

The two immediately set off and went outside the camp again.

Duan Lingkong went to hunt the larvae and slowly earned points, while Chen Zong went to hunt the larvae and earned more points.

When Chen Zong and Duan Lingkong walked to the gate of the camp and were about to leave the camp, a murderous eruption suddenly broke out. The murderous monstrous sky seemed to turn into a darkness, with a trace of indescribable fiery breath sweeping across.

This breath spread and shock, Duan Lingkong couldn't help but tremble, only felt an indescribable cold invasion, as if wrapped in darkness, and in that cold there was a blazing heat, which was very manic, as if to ignite a certain heart These negative emotions are average.

Not only Duan Lingkong was hit, but Chen Zong was also hit, but Chen Zong was not affected.

"Damn lower life, you completely angered me." With the cold, dark and hot breath, a anger and murderous voice also passed through the air.

The demon clan, the demon clan that was killed by Chen Zong, also came back to life, and after walking out of the log cabin, he saw Chen Zong and Duan Lingkong and pursued them.

In the depths of his dark and deep eyes, there is endless anger and murderous surging, which is about to turn into a substantial spout, burning everything and slaughtering everything.

This time happened to be in the morning, and it was time for the testers to rest and prepare to leave the camp and step into the test site again. Therefore, many testers were going out of the camp but were shocked.

Two human races from the third sequence of the void!

A demon clan from the first sequence of void!

Higher life forms and lower life forms!

Now the situation is very clear. The devil clan is full of killings and angry killings, almost condensed into a substantive general, and the killings are targeted at those two lower living human races.

What did those two human races do to make a devil of higher life so angry?

"Moroye, what the hell is going on?" a demon clan asked.

"These two damn lower lives attacked me." Moro Ye said angrily, the others around him suddenly realized, and at the same time secretly panicked, the courage of these two lower lives was too big to dare to attack. The demon clan seems to have lost a lot, otherwise it will not be so angry.

Loss is one thing, but more importantly, it is dignity. I feel that I am the higher life of the first sequence of emptiness, but was killed by the lower life of the third sequence of emptiness. That is a shame, a great shame.

The shame must be washed with blood. These two lower living bodies must die. It is a real death, a death that can no longer be resurrected.

"Oh, even dare to attack you, then kill them and kill them completely." The demon clan who opened the inquiry immediately showed a cruel smile, and a pair of dark eyes looked at Chen Zong and Duan Lingkong, full of cruelty. Killer: "Mo Luoye, do you need my help?"

"No," Moro Ye said angrily. Before that, it was only his carelessness. He thought that the two lower living bodies were in front of themselves, and they could only cooperate well. They did not dare to have any changes. Dare to explode, one dare to take the opportunity to kill himself.

A moment of carelessness led to his own death.

"Then I'll wait to see your performance." The demon clan crossed his arms in front of his chest, and looked tall.

Celestials look indifferent, seeing everything as ants.

The Giants are not very interested.

The ancient beasts are full of jokes.

No one even came out as a human race, because they did not dare to dare to provoke the demon race. The gap between the real power of Vientiane practiced in this period of time made people understand the terrible demon race.

Suddenly, a figure flashed and appeared beside Chen Zong and Duan Lingkong. He was a man with a ghost mask.

The demon of the eternal battle fort!

"There are people who dare to come forward, I really don't know what to do."

"It's just more death."

The war demon did not say a word, but stood on the side of Chen Zong and directly expressed his position with action.

Chen Zong's eyes swept away, and when he saw the surroundings, he also saw Yuan Chongshan, Li Xianyun, as well as Huo Jie and Wu Kongming and even Luo Wusheng and Zhen Ye.

"Do I need to do my part?" Yuan Chongshan Chuanyin asked. He is now only the first weight of Vientiane's true power. He can feel the arrogance of the demon clan. Therefore, he did not come forward immediately, but asked.

Chen Zong did not respond, but shook his head slightly.

As for the others, Li Xianyun bit his lip and seemed to be struggling to hesitate. The fire robbery looked expressionless, but there was a ray of flame burning in his eyes, and Wu Kong was eager to try. Indifferent, but his hand was pressed against the long knife around his waist, and a wisp of murderous opportunity quietly condensed.

Chen Zong also shook his head at them, saying that he did not need to come forward.

"Very good, there is a lower life, then let you understand that my Demon Race is not humiliating." Moro Ye's eyes slightly sink, and he becomes more angry.

"Your nonsense is too much." Chen Zong's eyes condensed, bursting out an incomparable sharpness, as if penetrating through the void, contacting Moro Ye's murderous and angry eyes, without giving up: "To fight , Then fight."

After a word fell, Chen Zong immediately turned around and strode out of the camp.

In the camp, no hands are allowed. This is a rule and no one can violate it, otherwise it will be punished.

Well, as to what kind of punishment is still unclear, but Jiuzhong Tianhuan has already warned that punishment is definitely not a good thing.

As he walked out of the camp, he sent a voice to Duan Lingkong and War Demon, so that they didn't have to intervene and hand it to themselves.

Because even if it is a war demon, it has not yet exchanged the second weight of Vientiane's true merit.

Outside the camp, Chen Zong stood, turned, and his body was straight, as if the long sword pointed directly at the dark sky, a sword was intended to quickly condense, and a ray of sword gas also spread out, spreading around, surrounding Around the corner, the strong edge also fluctuated, running through all directions.

Eyes, as if condensed with countless sword lights, penetrated the void, and gazed at the Moro Ye of the demon clan, it seemed to be going through it.