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894 , Demigod Autumn Leaf Knife

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Qingchen's body and spirit were both on the verge of destruction.

It's not that he couldn't hold on, it's that he held on for too long.

The land outside Baiyin City is no longer intact, and there are craters everywhere.

He carried Boss He on his back, and his 18-year life had entered the final stage.

But the strange thing is that when I started to go through life, the master was sitting at the place where my dream started and said... you can't die.

Qingchen slowly opened his eyes in the battlefield. There was a blue light all around him, and there was someone beside him... Zheng Yuandong.

Boss Zheng held the black Eye of True Seeing in his hand, and his whole body was as sharp as an unsheathed sword.

It turned out that Boss He had already given the Black Eye of True Sight to Boss Zheng before this time travel, and asked Boss Zheng to pass it on to Qingchen.

However, they saw ice walls constantly condensing above their heads. Boss Zheng stood there motionless, blocking all incoming artillery fire.

At this time, Boss Zheng turned to look at He Jinqiu on Qingchen's back.

But for some reason, Qingchen had never seen such a complicated and sad look in his eyes. He only looked at it for a second, but it seemed like ten thousand years had passed.

During those ten thousand years, things and people changed, the seas and fields changed, the mountains turned into plains, and the birds disappeared without a trace.

At this time.

"Boss!" someone shouted excitedly: "Your limited skin looks a bit miserable!"

Qingchen looked down and saw Zard's head sticking out of the soil.

Zard saw that Qingchen's body was covered with shrapnel, and there was gurgling blood flowing out of his abdomen. Although it was a bit miserable, he actually felt a bit cool...

Qingchen smiled reluctantly: "Why are you here?"

Zard said: "We tried the key door hundreds of times one by one, and finally opened the door in Silver City. In the end, you have already typed it out."

Zheng Yuandong said in a solemn voice: "Now is not the time for small talk. I am afraid that all the enemy's artillery fire will be directed here."





A moment ago, in the Silver City Group Army, Lao Wu stood in the command vehicle and looked coldly at the holographic sand table. The place was covered in gunpowder smoke and it was impossible to see whether Qing Chen was dead or not.

But it doesn't matter, after a base amount of ammunition, Qingchen will definitely die.

However, at this moment, Lao Wu's pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw at the edge of the area covered by artillery fire, a layer of ice wall suddenly condensed rapidly, forming an icy blue cover in the smoke.

With a roar, the howitzer that was supposed to hit Qingchen actually hit the ice wall and exploded, and a big hole was blown out of the newly formed ice wall.

However, there is actually an ice wall inside the ice wall.

Moreover, on top of these two ice walls, there is a new layer of ice wall that has re-condensed, as if it is endless and cannot be cut off.

Soon, the outer ice wall re-frozen, and the hole was repaired in the blink of an eye.

No one knows how this ice wall appeared or why it is strong enough to withstand artillery fire.

When the huge, layer-by-layer ice walls appeared, the entire Silver City Army was shocked.

In their opinion, there should be no living people in this position. Everyone plowed the ground mechanically with artillery fire just to vent their anger to Lao Wu.

However, there are really living people in this battlefield!

But Lao Wu knows that Joker must be there!

He loudly said: "All artillery units obey the order, adjust the muzzle, and bombard the ice wall."

On the position, the artillerymen quickly adjusted the parameters, only to see the muzzles twist rapidly on the motor track, all aiming at the target.

In an instant, the artillery shells flew out with a roar. In the history of human wars, it has rarely been the case that hundreds of self-propelled artillery bombarded the same direction at the same time. This kind of hatred-filled attack regardless of the cost is the most ferocious.

Hundreds of cannonballs landed on the ice wall, and the layers of the ice wall were instantly disintegrated and shattered into powder.

In the smoke of gunpowder, the ice wall at first glance stood like a target on the battlefield, attracting all the firepower.

Just after the twelfth cannonball fell, a total of three layers of ice walls dissipated.

But it wasn't over yet, as hundreds more shells fell together like a last-ditch attack.

Lao Wu didn't speak anymore. He waited silently for the smoke to clear. He wanted to see if there were Joker's bones in the huge crater.

Maybe nothing can be seen. Under such a fierce artillery fire attack, the opponent should be broken into powder.

The smoke dispersed in a gust of wind, and Lao Wu was suddenly stunned when he looked at the holographic sand table transmitted from the satellite.

The charred crater looked like it had been hit by a meteorite... But under the charred crater, a tunnel more than two people wide was revealed!

Lao Wu was stunned. What happened? Why did a tunnel suddenly appear under the crater?

Who dug the tunnel and when was it dug?

"No, Joker is not dead, someone saved him!" Lao Wu said angrily: "Quickly, send all the drones out to investigate, go to the woods, he must be there! Search for me! Once you see it

He, report the coordinates immediately!"

The army troops of the three divisions immediately moved and headed towards the vast forest.

The drone appeared with a buzzing sound, sweeping towards the forest like a swarm of wasps.

On the battlefield, when the number of soldiers exceeds 10,000, an endless sea of ​​​​people can be seen. There are 30,000 people in these three divisions. When they divide into three groups and encircle the woods, the overwhelming force is like a tsunami.

At this moment, Zard sneaked out of the ground and looked at the surrounding woods: "Safe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingchen and Zheng Yuandong also emerged from the tunnel, while Dayu, Qingji, Li Tongyun, and Black Spider had already been waiting here.

Li Tongyun asked: "Brother Qingchen, how are you?"

Qingchen did not answer, but turned to look at Zheng Yuandong: "Boss Zheng, Boss He will leave it to you."

After saying that, he fainted. Qingji supported his fallen body and said, "Spread some leaves on the ground."

After everyone had finished laying the paving, he slowly placed Qingchen on the ground.

Qingji silently looked at the shrapnel on Qingchen's body, and it was hard to even imagine what the other person had just experienced.

He opened the Shadow Door and saw Chen Zhuoxu, Hu Jing and others carrying three door panels out. Behind each door panel was the key door to the Forbidden Forest!

At this time, the giant prophet and the second master came out of the key door first.

This was the first time they met this friend in the great prophecy, but they didn't expect that the first time they met, the other party would be so miserable.

The second master asked curiously: "What happened to the first master?"

Dayu had a dark face: "Who taught this? A good regular army was suddenly called a bandit. Is that ridiculous? Zard, did you teach it?"

Zard was stunned for a moment: "How did you guess that you were in my belly..."

Dayu interrupted expressionlessly: "I am the rebel behind your head."

Zard: "..."

At this time, Zheng Yuandong explained to the second master of the giant: "They had experienced a big battle before and killed the Duke of Silver. Now, in order to bring back He Jinqiu's body, he was bombarded by the Silver City Group Army."

The giant prophet nodded: "That's it."

The next second, the parent-teacher association member who was responsible for the investigation ran back: "The Silver City Army Group has entered the woods!"

Zheng Yuandong looked at He Jinqiu's body silently, and then at the bullet marks on Qingchen's body: "They used an aerial fortress, hundreds of airships, and tens of thousands of soldiers to besiege two people. Until now, He Jinqiu is dead.

I can’t even find a complete piece of skin on Qingchen’s body...but there are many of them, and there are also many of us."

At least there are more than the enemy imagined.

Zard squatted down and pointed beside Qingchen, not knowing what he was doing.

Dayu frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zard suddenly said in a low voice: "I was counting how many shrapnels there were on him, but there were too many shrapnels. I would lose count if I counted... Let's go kill people."

Dayu was even a little surprised when he saw that he was rarely serious, but he was silent for a few seconds and then replied: "Okay, kill them all."

A group of people carried the key door and walked outside. People kept coming out of the three moving key doors.

One by one, burly and huge figures emerged from inside, and then followed the team.





Qingji had already obtained ointment and surgical tools. While using tweezers to remove the shrapnel from Qingchen's body, he kept cleaning Qingchen's wounds with alcohol.

Black Spider asked from the side: "Shall I help? I am also very skilled in this."

Qing Ji raised his head and glanced at her: "I don't trust you yet. At this time, no one is allowed to come within three meters of Qing Chen. Stay back!"

Qing Ji is a martial arts fanatic. When he was a child, he asked his father why he practiced so hard and what was the meaning of practice? Is it just about becoming stronger?

His father's answer surprised him: We practice cultivation only to protect the bloodline of Qingzhen's ancestors. Whoever has the bloodline will be protected by us, because he will be the true foundation of the Qing family.

Qingji didn't understand it before, but later he followed the old man and gradually understood it.

Now, he has to protect the new head of the family.

Qingji treated one wound after another, but saw that he had taken out hundreds of shrapnel from Qingchen's body, large and small, and thrown them aside.

If it weren't for the A-level transcendent's powerful recovery ability, Qingchen would have died by now.

Qingji applied Qing's own special black ointment on Qingchen's wound, and suddenly asked: "How many pieces of shrapnel?"

Black Spider answered without thinking: "161 pieces."

At this time, Black Spider squatted down to inspect He Jinqiu's body, only to find that the other party had experienced so many rounds of artillery fire, but his body was completely intact without any wounds.

Black Spider didn't believe it, but she searched He Jinqiu's body again, but still couldn't find a single shrapnel.

Qingchen protected Boss He very well.

"Why does the boss want to protect a corpse?" Black Spider asked: "I have heard a lot about him and know that he is a... good man. But, since He Jinqiu is dead, how can he use his own life to protect a corpse?

Does the corpse have any meaning? He is now in a high position, and it is the most glorious time in his life..."

Qingji said lightly while suturing Qingchen's abdominal wound: "It's meaningless. If it were me, I would definitely use He Jinqiu's corpse as a shield and rush out of the battlefield. Instead of protecting a corpse so stupidly.

.”

Black Spider was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Qingji to say that.

However, Qingji changed the topic: "But this is the difference between him and me, and it is also the reason why so many people follow him, but no one follows me. It is a kind of spirit that supports him in the darkness."

The only motivation to keep going.”

Black Spider watched silently, feeling a little weird.

But thinking about it from another perspective, the Storm Duke she followed before could humiliate and abandon her at will, but Qingchen had to protect even the corpse of his comrade.

A world of difference.

At this time, Qingji suddenly said: "By the way, let me correct you, now is not the most glorious moment in his life. His glory has just begun."





The Baiyin City Army divided into three groups and entered the woods.

There were so many of them that the grass and shrubs they stepped on were exposed to bare soil after they passed by.

Moreover, there were even specialized scavengers in the mechanized troops at the rear. However, huge mechanical engineering vehicles were approaching, and they were able to cut off rows of large trees like bulldozers to make way for armored vehicles and main battle tanks at the rear.

go through.

The original forest has been carved out with smooth roads.

There is no road in this world, but when there are more people walking on it, it becomes a road.

At this moment, Lao Wu was sitting in the command car with a gloomy expression.

He really didn't expect that He Jinqiu, whom he captured from outside, would transform into a heavenly swordsman who could bring disaster to them.

He also did not expect that the brothers who were still fighting each other a day ago would now be the only ones dead!

He never thought that now that He Jinqiu was dead, he bombarded Qingchen with artillery fire regardless of the cost, but he still didn't kill him!

How can it be!

Lao Wu looked at the holographic sand table. A drone accompanied the troops and transmitted everything on the front line back in real time.

In the communication channel, an officer suddenly said: "Sir, fresh footprints were found on the ground, and the moss on the ground had just been trampled to pieces. You are right, the other party fled here."

Lao Wu breathed a sigh of relief: "Keep chasing, the fighter jets in our northern air force base have already set off, they can't escape."

However, at this moment, Lao Wu suddenly saw a figure appearing in front of the team.

A young man walked out of the darkness alone and shouted: "Kill!"

The soldiers looked at the young man in front of them with a sapling on his head with some surprise. Then, their densely packed soldiers looked at each other alone and laughed out loud: "What is this man doing?"

However, the next moment, deafening footsteps suddenly came from the woods, heavy and dense.

Those footsteps were like drumsticks made from the leg bones of mammoths, and the drumhead was made from the skin of the belly of an ancient dragon, and then hit hard by the burly giant.

With a thump, the hearts of those who hear the footsteps will tremble!

In an instant, countless burly figures rushed out of the darkness with steps that could cross mountains and seas: "Kill!"



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