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Five hundred and thirty-five chapters true red blade

Looking at the corpses and blood on the ground, Lin Xiaowu couldn't help but cover her mouth, whined, and said: "This blood plain is really not a place where people should come..."

Ran Min held up the battle ax: "Any monster's skill attack, archers, and musketeers cannot touch it, otherwise they will be killed!"

Not far away, Yan Zhao Wushuang came over, leading a group of players from Prague, and said: "The attack power of level 1 strange demons has exceeded the range of our current players. Generally speaking, if you want to kill monsters here without damage,

, at least the warrior type's health must be over 4W, and the archer and spiritualist's health should be over 2W, but at this stage basically few people can achieve it."

Yue Qingqian nodded: "So it's still difficult for Brother Xiaoyao to be alone here with 2.5W of energy and blood."

Li Mu smiled and said: "The leader of Yanzhao brought many people and killed many people. What do you think of this map?"

Yan Zhao Wushuang raised the corner of his mouth: "What else can you say? The points here are all hidden. How many NPCs you helped, how many strange monsters you killed, these cannot be seen, and we don't know anything about the final reward for the time being.

, we can only wait like this, but one thing is certain, the reward for those who survive to the end will definitely not be bad."

Jian Fenghan smiled from afar and said: "What, is the leader of Yanzhao still desperate for that artifact?"

Yan Zhao Wushuang couldn't help but smile: "I'm not that wishful thinking. Despair is a mission item. How can we players get our hands on it? Even the Lord of Bahuang City dreams of getting this artifact. Don't think about it. You want to talk to NPCs?"

Are the city lords fighting for the divine weapons? This is asking for death..."

Jian Jian held the staff and said: "Don't talk about this, right? Hurry up and go, we are less than 20 minutes away from the Heroes Cemetery. We don't know what is in the Heroes Cemetery yet!"

"Um!"

I stepped forward, nodded and said with a smile: "In this expedition to the Heroes' Cemetery, the disparity in strength between our players and the strange demons is really huge, so... we might as well make an agreement that this mission should not cause any further conflicts between the players."

In any PK, you must work together to kill monsters and bosses, so that you have a chance of winning the mission!"

He nodded simply: "I agree with Leader Xiaoyao, we must work together to have a chance to complete this mission!"

Jian Fenghan said: "Then let's advance and retreat together!"

Li Mu: "OK!"

"Let's go!" I held the Longchi Sword and looked forward: "Luo Lin, Liushuang has gone far. Let's follow up quickly. If we get away from the NPC, a wave of strange demon attacks can kill thousands of us.

Got it!"

"good!"



A group of players geared up and set off. Nearly 5,000 people walked on land they had never set foot on before, carefully walking through the jungle.

I opened the big map while walking, and only a few small maps were displayed and marked. Among them, the Heroes Cemetery had already appeared. It was indeed only 20 minutes away from us, but the map was full of blood, presumably the level of the monsters.

, the strength has surpassed mine.

Not long after we walked forward, the surrounding environment had changed from a lush dense forest to a lifeless wilderness. Broken swords appeared on the roadside. The corpses of ancient warriors and war horses were also everywhere, and piles of remains lay just like that.

In the wilderness, the wheels of the ancient chariot are as huge as disks, and gray wild grass pokes out between the wheels, releasing a coquettish fragrance.

"careful!"

Liushuang in front suddenly pulled out his sharp blade and said: "I feel a strong breath of violence. The Heroes Cemetery has been covered in dust for many years, but we are not the only survivors!"

In the deserted battlefield, a decayed battle flag fluttered in the wind, with the image of a tiger tattooed on it. I don’t know which ancient empire’s battle flag it was, and it is impossible to verify. Under the battle flag, a general sat cross-legged.

There, the corpse had completely decomposed, leaving only a pile of white bones, but it was still wearing a golden armor, holding a blood-red sword in its right hand, and sitting there quietly.

Suddenly, the warlord Wang Xuan in the crowd trembled. Looking at the remains, he said in horror: "Oh my God, could this be the ancient hero Nan Shen? The sharp blade in his hand is the legendary True Red Blade, right?"

Oh my god, that is a sub-artifact created by the master craftsman Lu Gong. The legendary true red blade actually appears here, it is simply unbelievable..."

As he spoke, Wang Xuan's eyes were full of greed, and he couldn't help but stepped forward and reached out to touch the hilt of the True Red Blade.

"stop!"

Luo Lin shouted: "Wang Xuan, don't disturb these dead. They were all heroes who sacrificed their lives for the survival of mankind. Don't touch the True Red Blade. Our only mission is to obtain despair!"

However, Wang Xuan still did not listen to Yu Luo Lin's words. He stretched out his hand and grasped the handle of the True Red Blade. Suddenly his whole body trembled, as if he was possessed by a demon. His eyes were full of greed and conquest.

, laughed and said: "The True Red Blade is really the legendary True Red Blade! I, Wang Xuan, will take the True Red Blade back to Bahuang and conquer the southern barbarians with the True Red Blood.

The territory of Bahuang City extends to the south of Zhenguan, so that everyone in the world will know my name, Wang Xuan!"

Liu Shuang looked at Wang Xuan indifferently, then looked at Luo Lin, and said: "Something is not right. There is no holy atmosphere in this hero cemetery. Instead, it is full of death. Could it be that the souls of the 17 heroes have been demonized?"

?”

Luo Lin nodded: "It's very possible, just look at Wang Xuan's virtue..."

Wang Xuan suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with blood, he glared at Luo Lin, and shouted: "Ignorant boy, I want you to taste the power of the true red blade, go to hell!"

When he exerted his strength in his arm and held up the true red blade to kill Luo Lin with one sword, Wang Xuan found that he could not pull the hilt of the sword. He turned around and saw that his soul was gone. The skeleton holding the sword hilt slowly began to shake. A pair of

There was blood in his eyes, and he even let out a low and ferocious laugh: "If you dare to take away my weapon from Nan Shen, you are looking for death!"

With that said, Nan Shen just touched him lightly, and suddenly Wang Xuan's hand bone broke, and he fell out with a miserable howl. With the sound of his skeleton clattering, the ancient hero stood up directly, and his level was also displayed, 110.

Level Saint Yun level BOSS!

"Come and accept your fate!"

Nan Shen raised the true red blade and jumped up. The edge of ancient combat skills appeared on the blade.

"careful!"

Luo Lin yelled and stood in front of Wang Xuan. He moved his long sword horizontally and a mesh shield appeared. With a bang, Nan Shen fell down. It could be seen that Luo Lin had a power that was close to that of a saint.

He was indeed on top of Nan Shen. He drew his sword closer and cut off one of Nan Shen's arms three times in a row. All the players were stunned. No one thought that the prince Luo Lin would possess such tyrannical strength.



"Quack quack..."

Nan Shen roared ferociously, raised his long sword, and shouted loudly: "All of you, boys from the southern tribes, wake up from purgatory. Let's kill. Ten thousand years of sleep is enough!"

Sure enough, the dead within a radius of several hundred meters were summoned one after another. The ancient heroes have now become our formidable enemies!

Wang Xuan hurriedly backed away: "What...what's going on?"

Luo Lin looked angry, raised his sword and said: "This is the result you want! Everyone, prepare to fight!"



I raised my Longchi Sword to protect Lin Xiaowu and several girls in Dongcheng Yue. Ran Min, Li Mu, Wang Jian and others all had very good combat awareness, and they all started to protect the leather and cloth armored players in the guild.

Only by protecting them can we ensure adequate DPS and treatment.

Not far away, around a damaged ancient chariot, a total of 7 warriors driving the vehicle slowly stood up and looked at us one after another. These warriors all had the same name, but they were divided into sword hands, ax hands and so on.

Hands, etc., but the attributes are exactly the same——

[Battlefield Wandering Soul] (Type: Level 1 Strange Demon)

Level:105

attack:???

defense:???

Qi and blood:???

Skill:???

Introduction: The wandering souls of the battlefield are a group of warriors who died in ancient battlefields. Over the course of thousands of years, their souls have been refined by the strange demon monarchs, and eventually they became members of the strange demons.

Because they possess powerful combat skills, the strange demon monarchs want to strengthen the power of the north through the wandering souls on the battlefield.



"Be careful, strange demon!" I shouted in a low voice: "Pay attention to defense and treatment!"

A swordsman rushed over with a low roar. He raised his broadsword and struck me with a fierce blow. It was an air-shaking attack. I could only block it by raising my swords horizontally, but I felt my arms suddenly sink.

Severe pain came——

"7298!"

It's terrifying, this attack power!

Beside me, the two dragon-slaying swordsmen were instantly killed. They were completely unable to block the attack of the strange demon. Matcha, the hero quickly took over his position for a second, and then he could barely withstand it. Lin Xiaowu, who was behind,

Dongcheng Yue, Xueyu Qianyang and others worked together to kill the strange monsters one by one. This time, there was an explosion rate, and some equipment and gold coins exploded. Yes, the gold coins were exploded directly, and no more gold coins were released.

Silver coins, the monsters in the Heroes Cemetery are not ordinary generous!

In the distance, Yan Zhao Wushuang stood in front of the Prague team with his sword raised, and shouted: "Come on, kill monsters, the points are hidden. This is the territory of strange monsters. You can get very good points by killing every strange monster.

Don’t retreat, hold our position!”

All major guilds have begun to defend and counterattack in their respective positions. Guilds such as Edge, Soldiers at the Gate, and Blood Contract also occupy a piece of territory. As for Thousands of Tombs, Xiongba Fengyun, Longxiang and other guilds, they have smaller numbers and can only be regarded as inferior.

It is enough to defend a small area of ​​territory, but there are strange monsters to kill. Of course, in fact, they are killing each other, and the strange monsters kill people much faster than the players.



Luo Lin, Liu Shuang, Su Ke, and Dalin surrounded Nan Shen and attacked him. Although Nan Shen's energy and blood were very thick, he could not withstand such a violent attack. Not long after, he fell to the ground with a miserable howl.

, was killed by NPC, nothing happened, but our mission progress increased by 15%. It seems that we don’t need to kill too many bosses to obtain the artifact Despair.

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