"The first floor is the Soldier Forest. I broke the restriction and got the fifth-grade Death Knife. The second floor is the Shu Forest. I picked two warriors with fighting spirit. After fighting for three days, I obtained the warrior's mind. On the third floor, I will know

What is the opportunity?"

Zhan Li stood outside the door, his body trembling uncontrollably from excitement.

Weapons, magic weapons, and martial arts skills are all divided into nine levels.

The first grade is weak, and the ninth grade is strong.

The strongest weapon in the entire Zhan family is a third-grade red tassel gun, which is in the hands of his uncle.

His father, the head of the Zhan family, only had a second-grade long sword as his personal weapon, but it was also one of the rare top weapons in the family.

As the most outstanding person of the Zhan family's generation, he only has a long sword that is close to the second grade.

Once the fatal knife is released, he is confident that it will attract attention from all directions and make people's hearts flutter.

The warrior's mental method was not marked with a level, but he could sense that this mental method was more advanced than any other mental method he had ever seen.

He never thought that a trip to the City of Ten Thousand Battles would not only make him a warrior, but also allow him to maximize his equipment and skills.

He couldn't imagine what this last opportunity would be.

With an anxious mood, Zhan Li opened the door and saw a cloud of mist.

"Nothing? It's really different here."

Zhan Li calmed down and bowed and knelt down: "Senior Zhan Li, come and pay homage!"

He knelt for a long time, but there was no response.

"No one? Do I need to find opportunities by myself?"

Zhan Li stood up, but a mysterious sound sounded in his ears.

"Zhan Li, do you want to join the Wan Zhan Army?"

"Ten Thousand War Army? Do you want me to join the army defending the city?"

Zhan Li murmured in his heart, resisting a little.

Wan Zhan Army guards Wan Zhan City and is responsible for maintaining the security of Wan Zhan City.

Wan Zhan City is a trading city for practitioners, and the strength of Wan Zhan Army is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary armies.

But the strength of ordinary soldiers of the Ten Thousand War Army is only in the spiritual bone realm. The strength of the generals in all directions is only in the realm of real bones.

If he were asked to join the Ten Thousand War Army and become an ordinary soldier, he would naturally not want to.

But before he could respond, the scene in front of him changed and turned into a vast and majestic ancient city.

The ancient city was unusually tall. Standing under the city wall, he looked like a grain of sand.

On top of the city wall was a monster several feet tall. The aura just swept over it, and Zhan Li felt like he was being shattered to pieces.

He didn't even dare to look directly at the person riding on the monster beast, as if just one look could destroy him.

"Where is this place? Why are these people so powerful? Oh my god, these monks can control the air. What did the monster do? Swallowed a mountain?"

Before he had time to think too much, the enemy had already rushed forward. Zhan Li could only follow his teammates and fight with the enemy.

But before he could take action, he was knocked to the ground by a sword energy.

He struggled a few times but could not stand up.

"How could this happen? Why are these people so powerful?"

Zhan Li was completely stunned. Even the soldiers wearing the same clothes beside him gave him a stronger feeling than any strong man he had ever seen.

"Are these people soldiers of the Wan Zhan Army? Each of them must have surpassed the realm of Eternal Bone, right? Is the Wan Zhan Army so powerful? Something is wrong. Grandpa Zu said that the old city lord of Wan Zhan City is the most likely to break through to the Eternal Bone realm.

The existence of the Bone Realm. Then the old city lord is also the Life Bone Realm..."

Just when he was thinking wildly, a scolding came from the side: "In the Ten Thousand War Army, only those who died in battle are not fallen. You are not worthy of being a soldier of the Ten Thousand War Army. If you win, you will be deprived of your status as a Ten Thousand War Army."

"Stand up or die!"

The surrounding soldiers looked over together, some scolded and some encouraged.

"I, I'm too weak."

Zhan Li responded tremblingly.

"A warrior is invincible, how can you say you are weak? You call yourself a weakling. You are not worthy of being a warrior, let alone a warrior!"

"You are not worthy of being a warrior!"

"You are not worthy of being a warrior!"

Zhan Li's vision blurred, and only these two sentences were left in his ears, stimulating every nerve in him.

He is a warrior, a rare genius in the Zhan family.

He is now only thirteen years old and has become a warrior. Is he a weak one?

No, he is not weak, and he cannot accept being weak.

The enemy is strong, but he is not weak either.

"I am not a weakling, I am a warrior, and a warrior is invincible!"

Zhan Li roared, jumped up, and slashed the enemy in front with the Jue Ming knife in his hand.

He is a warrior, he only needs to fight, so what should he do if he thinks about it so much?

Death? Mortals are afraid of death, practitioners are afraid of death, but warriors are not afraid of death.

The warrior is invincible!

Zhan Li was like a crazy beast, hacking and slashing.

Each sword took away countless of his powers, and each sword took away an enemy.

I don't know how many people he killed and how many scars were all over his body. Zhan Li finally fell to the ground exhausted.

A large amount of blood flowed from the wound, taking away his life.

"Am I going to die? What's the point of dying? I'm just in the realm of spiritual bones, but I've killed so many people who are much higher than me. Even if I go underground, I still have the face to stand in front of my ancestors."

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhan Li's mouth. He saw countless comrades fighting beside him, guarding his body. He also saw the kind and gratifying eyes in the sky.

"The army of thousands of warriors is invincible, and the warrior is invincible!"

Screams echoed across the sky, and countless warriors broke out one after another.

It was only then that he discovered that three levels of his comrades were actually warriors.

Some people have lost their arms, and some people have their bellies opened and their internal organs flowing all over the floor, but they are still fighting and advancing one after another.

Zhan Li's eyes gradually bloomed with light, this is a warrior, this is a real warrior!

"A warrior is invincible, and an army of ten thousand warriors is invincible!"

Zhan Li roared and used up the last bit of strength in his body to stand up.

He roared and rushed towards the enemy in front of him.

Without weapons, he still has a body, and he will use his body to defend his final dignity.

However, he missed it and fell heavily to the ground.

The surrounding scene changed, returning to a misty, cold room.

"Was it a hallucination just now? No, it's not a hallucination. It should be the scene of Wan Zhanjun's battle. Wan Zhanjun, there are so many warriors and they are so powerful!"

"Yes, there are so many secret books and weapons here, how can the outside army compare with them?"

Zhan Li looked at himself and saw that his body had not changed, but his intuition told him that his body had changed and became stronger than before.

In front of him, a golden token appeared.

"Are you willing to join the Ten Thousand War Army!"

The dark voice sounded again.

"I do!"

Without thinking, Zhan Li stepped forward and held the identity token in his hand.

The token bloomed with a ray of light, cutting Zhan Li's eyebrows open, and a drop of blood dripped down and fell into the token.
Chapter completed!