Even without opening his eyes, Zhang Fan could feel his body being swayed back and forth by the wind!
???
This feels wrong.
Zhang Fan opened his eyes suddenly!
The next moment, Zhang Fan's pupils shrank sharply!
Because at this moment, there were about ten people in front of him.
The extremely powerful aura on everyone's body made Zhang Fan's scalp numb.
Jian Kuang told him that the ultimate realm of life and death is actually also called the realm of calamity!
There will be nine tribulations in total!
Every time you survive a calamity, your strength will increase exponentially.
The sword madman is a strong man in the Three Tribulations!
This is the reason why Jian Kuang was able to easily kill a person in the extreme realm of life and death when he was in the dark palace.
And the aura of each of these people in front of me is more powerful than the aura of Jian Kuang!
Damn it, what is this place?
Am I not dreaming?
Moreover, right in front of me, it seemed that I was in a bottomless abyss, with no light at all under my feet.
What's going on!
Moreover, he seemed to be trapped and hung on a cliff.
Hold!
Am I not in the Immortal City?
Didn’t I get the only qualification to inherit?
Are you kidding me? Is this?
The murderous aura on these people in front of me was very strong, which meant that they were the ones who killed people.
Damn it! Are you playing with me?
At this moment, in Zhang Fan's mind, ten thousand alpacas were running wildly.
More than twenty strong men who have exceeded three tribulations are staring at me, what a joke!
"Haha! Boy, are you awake?" A middle-aged man looked at Zhang Fan, squinting and smiling.
"Uncle, what are your orders?" Zhang Fan said quickly.
I'm only at the Realm of Territory Sovereign, so I can't beat him.
Hey, wait a minute...
How did I break through to the extreme realm of life and death?
Damn it! When did it happen? Why didn’t I know?
"Where are you from?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Captain, he's a fool. He doesn't have a pass, so just kill him. No normal person would come to Jie Yuan." One person said coldly.
"That's right! Just kill this piece of garbage that has just entered the realm of life and death. We still have to patrol it for ink marks!" said another person.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan's face turned green.
Wocao, is this what people say?
The garbage that just stepped into the extreme realm of life and death?
Damn it!
In the extreme realm of life and death, in the nine mountains and ten seas, you have top-notch combat power, okay!
Jie Yuan?
What the hell is this place!
team leader?
A team with more than three tribulations?
What are your backgrounds?
"Brother, I came from the City of the Undying. If you have anything to say, please tell me. I am an alchemist." Zhang Fan said immediately.
Really, Zhang Fan is really scared!
The group of people in front of me all had fucking knives out.
This is a rhythm that really kills people.
"Brother, kill him! This kid is not honest at all! The Immortal City is in the ancestral land. Damn it, do you think we are stupid?"
"Kill him, Captain. This grandson is dishonest. He is probably a spy raised by Wanzu."
A group of people, the weapons in their hands glowed with cold light!
At this time, Zhang Fan was confused! Completely confused!
Ancestral land?
A spy from all races?
Lying on grass! Lying on grass!
Damn it! This isn’t the frontline that Jian Kuang and the others talk about!
"Brother, is this the front line?" Zhang Fan said with a numb scalp.
At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed fiercely: "Are you really from the ancestral land?"
"My day, it's over, it's over! Wu Mo, Master Jian Kuang, you lied to me! How could there be a passage to the front line in the Immortal City? I'm going to pick up my wife in half a fucking year!" At this moment, Zhang Fan's face turned ashen.
!
The front line, really the front line!
Damn, no one has gone back for tens of thousands of years. Now that I am here, can I still go back?
"Wu Mo? Jian Kuang? Do you know them?" At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes burst out with an extremely dazzling light.
"Brother, this grandson is confused! The passage to the ancestral land has been blocked for tens of thousands of years. Moreover, Wu Mo is a weapon refiner, and that idiot Jian Kuang is a sword cultivator!
This grandson, who can make elixirs and has a golden body, is completely incompatible with Wu Mo and others. Just kill him, I really don't want to waste my time.
In half an hour, the boundary wind is coming, and we still have to check the boundary!" said one person.
"Brother, I said I have extraordinary talents, do you believe it? I know how to refine weapons, and I can only practice physical fitness for fun. In fact, I am really a swordsman. I won't lie to you!
Wu Mo and Jian Kuang are really my masters!" Zhang Fan felt happy and said quickly.
Do these people know Wu Mo and Jian Kuang?
One of our own!
Damn it, you scared me to death!
"Brother, I can't stand listening anymore. Damn, since this guy is an alchemist, how can he be a weapon refiner?
Who can develop a golden body, but also a sword cultivator?
I've been through four fucking tribulations and I haven't even developed a golden body yet! Damn it!" A burly man, with eyes like daggers, stared at Zhang Fan.
Listen, is this what people say?
Golden body? Practice casually?
hehe!
Who are you insulting?
The light of the sword is hesitant!
"Brother, no, please put me down and I will prove it to you!" Zhang Fan said quickly.
Damn it! Just talk, don't always think about taking action.
Wouldn't it be better for us to be civilized people?
"I'll give you three minutes to prove it!" the middle-aged man said.
"Okay!" Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and broke the rope around his neck.
Damn it, who is so wicked, trying to trick others around their necks?
Is this fucking good for hanging?
And hang me on the tree?
That’s too much!
The next moment, Zhang Fan took out the Fish Gut Sword, his eyes shining like a sword.
In an instant, Zhang Fan's body suddenly erupted with an extremely fierce aura!
The next moment, a sword light rose up in a shocking way!
At this moment, the abyss seemed to light up.
"Wucao! Wucao! What a swordsman!"
"Jian Kuang's unique move is shocking!"
"Nah, this power is almost as powerful as that of the Three Tribulations Sword Cultivator, Japan!"
"Fuck, artifact!"
"Brother, kill this grandson! Damn, that grandson of Jian Kuang is so annoying!"
Twenty or so people were stunned, stunned, and shocked!
Zhang Fan:???
Damn it, what did I do to you?
Is it good to be a human being?
Dog!
But at the same time, Zhang Fan was also a little surprised.
Can a sword with 80% of my strength compare to the Three Tribulations Sword Cultivator?
Not bad!
This time, in addition to the power of blood, sword intention and so on were all used.
After all, Jian Kuang and Wu Mo had said that Hellfire was on the front line, and once discovered, it would be hunted to death by all races.
Moreover, who knows if the people on the front line are from all races.
The dog’s life is at stake!
"You said you can also refine elixirs and weapons? Are you true or false?" The middle-aged man stared at Zhang Fan.
Today, there are extremely few alchemists and weapon refiners on the entire front line!
It has been fighting for millions of years, millions of years, and the various races have sent countless spies here.
The goal is just one, to kill the alchemist, the weapon refiner, the formation master, and the inscription master!
They don’t even look at the geniuses of the human race!
If the boy in front of me is really an alchemist and a weapon refiner...
No, even if it’s just a ninth-grade alchemist! This is good news for the entire front line.
"Genuine goods!" Zhang Fan nodded.
"Follow me first, and I will take you back to the alliance later!" the middle-aged man said.
"Oh!" Zhang Fan nodded.
Although Zhang Fan didn't want to stay in this miserable place at this moment, he finally came to the front line and had to take a look.
"By the way, my name is Ying Zheng, and I fought with Jian Kuang. If that kid hadn't been so impulsive, he would have been alive for seven calamities by now. What a pity." The middle-aged man said.
"What, what's your name? Say it again?" Zhang Fan suddenly stopped, turned his head, and stared at Ying Zheng with a look of disbelief on his face.
Ying Zheng, as a Chinese, how could I not know this name?
It's simply a legend.
"Jian Kuang told me?" Ying Zheng said with a smile.
"No, no, no! I have been with him for several years, and he only drinks and sleeps." Zhang Fan stared at Ying Zheng with his eyes.
The next moment, Zhang Fan took out a pen and paper and handed them to Ying Zheng!
"What, can you sign your name for me?" Zhang Fan asked.
This is Ying Zheng! The living Ying Zheng!
"Ah?" Ying Zheng looked confused!
What does it mean?
But Ying Zheng did not refuse!
"Is there Di Xin here? Bai Qi? Wang Jian?" Zhang Fan asked!
"Do you know them?" Ying Zheng's eyes flashed.
Isn't this kid really a spy?
How could people from the ancestral land know Di Xin and the others?
"That's necessary. In the ancestral land, your legends are everywhere. Mom, why is there no signal here? I'm going to post on Moments to show off." Zhang Fan looked uncomfortable.
"Oh? Legends about us? Tell us about it!" Ying Zheng became interested!
Soon, Zhang Fan started talking about the things he remembered about Ying Zheng.
"It seems that if I have a chance in the future, I must go to the ancestral land." Ying Zheng's eyes were full of murderous intent.
Looking at this scene, Zhang Fan was speechless!
Tsk tsk tsk! Sure enough, some things are made up.
"I see that you are not very old, and now you have the strength to reach the ultimate level of life and death. Your talent is quite good," Ying Zheng continued.
Zhang Fan nodded: "It's almost twenty-four, okay?"
In an instant, Ying Zheng's figure suddenly froze. He turned his head and stared at Zhang Fan with a look of disbelief on his face.
"It's almost twenty-four?" Ying Zheng's voice was trembling a little at this moment.
Although he can feel that Zhang Fan is not very old, but, damn, twenty-four, are you fucking bragging?
Twenty-four years, for them, this is just a snap of their fingers.
This kid, at the age of twenty-four, has reached the extreme state of life and death?
You know, he is considered a super genius, but when he was in the extreme state of life and death, he was already over two hundred years old.
The most frightening thing is that the strength that this boy Zhang Fan has just exploded is enough to last three tribulations.
You know, in the extreme realm of life and death, it is very difficult to improve your strength.
He has been on the front line for more than 100,000 years, and this is only five calamities!
Mom, have you practiced all these years on dogs?
At this moment, Ying Zheng had some doubts about life.
"Is this nothing?" Looking at Ying Zheng's dull look, Zhang Fan said in a low voice.
"Hahaha!" Ying Zheng's sneer sounded almost like it was squeezed out from between his teeth.
Nothing?
You!
Are you pretending to be cool in front of me?
OK!
I have remembered this grudge.
With a dark face, Ying Zheng reached his maximum speed and wandered in the abyss.
"Uncle, why is it so big here? We have been flying here for more than ten minutes, why haven't we bottomed out yet?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.
You know, his current speed is extremely fast.
Ten thousand meters is the blink of an eye.
It's been more than ten minutes, and I haven't seen the bottom of the ground. Is this abyss really a bottomless abyss?
"Here, millions of years ago, the Heavenly Court used its secrets to blast it like this. Anyway, I have never seen the bottom in more than 100,000 years here!
This is the last barrier left by Heaven for us. Without Jie Yuan, our human race would have lost long ago. Didn't Jian Kuang and the others tell you this?" Ying Zheng asked.
Zhang Fan shook his head: "No, I've been watching them for just over three years. Most of that time was busy practicing and I didn't have time to ask. Moreover, I didn't expect that I would suddenly come here."
Zhang Fan really wanted to curse.
I never even thought about coming here.
Half a year! Only half a year.
I have to go back to pick up my wife!
Mom, what on earth is the Immortal City, and why did you bring me here?
Making trouble?
"Huh? You have only followed them for more than three years?" The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched violently!
"What was your strength before?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Let's go to the first level of Guiyuan! No, at that time, it seemed to be the ninth level of Qi Acupoint!" Zhang Fan said.
"Open the acupuncture point???" Ying Zheng's face was completely expressionless at this moment.
It took more than three years to go from acupuncture to the extreme state of life and death?
Hold!
Are you fucking kidding me?
Do you think I have no brains? Who the hell can go from opening acupuncture points to the extreme state of life and death in more than three years and let me call him daddy!
Damn it on purpose!
It must be intentional!
It must have been told by Jian Kuang!
Fuck you, you dare to show off in front of me, you are a swordsman, right? When you come, I will kill you, my grandson.
At this moment, Ying Zheng felt that it was better not to talk to Zhang Fan.
Otherwise, I will really be tempted to take action later.
"Boohoo!"
The wind howls, roaring from the bottom of the abyss!
It was at this moment that five sword rays suddenly struck.
"Lying on the grass, there's an ambush!" Zhang Fan's scalp felt numb.
The sword light is extremely powerful!
The momentum is like a rainbow!
Even if these attacks were not directed at him, at this moment, Zhang Fan felt that all the hairs on his body stood up.
Strong! Super strong!
"Hey hey hey, Ying Zheng, we have been waiting for you for a long time." The strange laughter made people shudder.
Five figures slowly emerged from the abyss.
"Five of the five calamities, you really think highly of me." At this moment, Ying Zheng's face was also very ugly.
He is only five calamities away!
One V5, he has no confidence!
Anyone who can break through the abyss and squat here must be prepared.
The most important thing is that I have a dragster next to me now.
Even if you want to run away, it's impossible!
That's Jian Kuang's disciple.
"Run first!" Ying Zheng said coldly.
"Oh!" Zhang Fan nodded and ran away.
Five calamities, you have absolutely no chance of winning, okay?
If you don't run away, you'll die!
In an instant, Zhang Fan disappeared.
"Fuck! He ran so fast!" The corner of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched.
Damn, is this the disciple of Jian Kuang?
That bitch Jian Kuang is so tough, how come he has such a dog’s apprentice!
Why don't you try your best to ask if you need help and just run away?
"Haha, a piece of garbage in the extreme state of life and death can run away in front of me. I, Wu Sheng, will commit suicide here." A middle-aged man sneered, and the next moment, a pair of black wings flew out from behind him.
Even if they are at a lower level, their speed can be completely explosive!
Zhang Fan is in danger!
"Beast, if you have anything to do, come to me." Ying Zheng waved his hand, and an extremely bright sword light suddenly flew out.
However, at this time, the Wing Clan member had already disappeared.
"Ying Zheng, are you still in the mood to care about Wu Sheng? Haha, you treat us as human beings." A burly middle-aged man walked out with a sneer.
In his hands, extremely sharp silver needles suddenly appeared.
The next moment, these silver needles, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, flew directly towards Ying Zheng!
The moment each silver needle flew out, its size suddenly increased dramatically!
The time it takes to blink is extremely huge!
It was like Optimus Prime, carrying an extremely heavy momentum, crushing towards Ying Zheng.
At the same time, the other three people also took action.
At the same time, Zhang Fan looked at Wu Sheng in front of him with an extremely shocked expression!
Damn, it’s so fast!
"Birdman?" Zhang Fan looked at Wu Sheng's black wings, his eyes dull.
Damn it! Is this okay?
"Haha! Go ahead and commit suicide, kid. You're a piece of trash, you're not worthy of me." Wu Sheng sneered.
Birdman?
This is already considered polite.
When humans meet them, they basically call them beasts!
He really wasn't in the mood to do anything to a piece of garbage in the extreme state of life and death.
Too rubbish.
"I think I can still save him!" Zhang Fan's eyes flashed.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's shoes suddenly emitted a purple light.
"Dragon Walk!"
In an instant, Zhang Fan disappeared from Wu Sheng's eyes.
"Huh?" At this moment, Wu Sheng was dumbfounded.
What the hell is this kid?
How did he disappear?
Shit, where are the people?
Wu Sheng closed his eyes and felt the fluctuations of spiritual power. In an instant, his wings vibrated!
"Boohoo!"
"The artifact is easy to use, Mom. Fortunately, I was well prepared." Zhang Fan was thankful.
At the same time, Zhang Fan was emptying his warehouse.
In the past two years or so, he has not only been practicing.
In order to refine the artifact, he spent countless spiritual stones to go to the Trial Gate.
Later, his strength was stuck at the ninth level of Domain Master. When he was bored, he built a lot of things.
For example, the trumpet appeared in Zhang Fan's hand at this moment.
Artifact!
And it has inscriptions carved on it.
The next moment, Zhang Fan gathered his spiritual energy and said: "Help, thousands of people are coming to kill you. Five of the five calamities."
An extremely violent sound wave suddenly erupted in front of Zhang Fan.
At the same time, a deafening sound vibrated rapidly.
"Help! Ten thousand tribes are coming to kill you. Five of the five calamities."
The sound vibrated throughout the abyss.
"Hmm? Ten thousand races? Five and five tribulations?"
The expressions of the people patrolling in other parts of Jie Yuan suddenly changed.
Isn't that voice that disciple of Jian Kuang?
"Fuck, the bastards of all races are squatting on the captain!"
"Liu Zi, you go ask for help, we will rush over quickly." A group of people rushed directly in the direction of Zhang Fan.
At the same time, Ying Zheng, who was locked in a bitter battle, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Damn! Why does that boy have such a strong voice?
Moreover, you haven’t been caught up by that beast from the Wing Clan yet?
There is something!
The Wing Clan of the Five Tribulations, really, Ying Zheng never thought that Zhang Fan could still be alive.
"Help! Ten thousand tribes are coming to kill you. Five of the five calamities."
Wave after wave of sound waves, impacting!
In an instant, it directly broke through the abyss.
Above Jie Yuan, a steel city wall about one hundred meters high stands on the edge of Jie Yuan!
On the city wall, every thousand miles, there is a strong man holding a spear, his eyes are like a torch, hunting!
The moment they heard this voice, their expressions suddenly froze.
????
The sound coming from the abyss?
All races? Five and five tribulations?
In an instant, dozens of strong men, armed with spears, swooped down and rushed straight into the depths of the abyss.
"Damn it, damn it!" Wu Sheng's face was extremely pale at this moment.
How can this bastard run so fast!
He is just a piece of garbage in the ultimate state of life and death.
I have five calamities!
I am still from the Wing Clan!
The Wing Clan is the fastest in the world.
Who is the Wing Clan?
Moreover, you are yelling at NMB!
How can you make your voice so loud?
Paralysis, the people stationed by the human race won’t hear it, right?
What on earth did this grandson change?
The sound of the roar clan here from Wan clan is not as good as one ten thousandth of this.
Damn it!
"Help! Ten thousand tribes are coming to kill you. Five of the five calamities."
The sound became more and more violent.
The expressions of the four people fighting with Ying Zheng became more and more solemn.
"Wu Sheng, that trash, why haven't you killed that boy yet? Where did this sound come from?" One person gritted his teeth.
At this moment, waves of air came from the sky above Zhang Fan.
Extremely powerful!
It seemed to penetrate everything, making Zhang Fan's scalp numb.
It seems that as long as this owner thinks about it, he will be stabbed to death.
"Beast, die!"
Two golden light pillars fell directly against Zhang Fan.
"Fuck! Watcher!" Wu Sheng's face was pale and his voice was extremely frightened.
The next moment, he wanted to escape!
However, the moment he was about to turn around, the two golden light pillars pierced through him.
At this moment, dozens of sounds and shadows, like shooting stars, passed by Zhang Fan.
The expressions of the four people who were fighting Ying Zheng also changed suddenly.
"The watchman is coming, run." A horrified voice suddenly sounded.
However, the next moment, four beams of light pierced through them.
Looking at this scene, Ying Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at the figures passing by with an extremely strange expression.
Aren't the watchmen on the city wall? How could they come?
You know, there are millions of miles from here to the other side of the city wall.
How would the Watcher know he was squatted?
Suddenly, the corners of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched and his eyes suddenly widened.
Fuck! No way!
Zhang Fan's voice didn't reach the wall, right?
This is an exaggeration.
The next moment, Ying Zheng ran wildly.
Mom, Zhang Fan won't be killed by the watchers.
This guy doesn't have a patrol order.
Watcher, that's someone your relatives don't recognize.
Soon, he saw Zhang Fan whose neck was being twisted.
"Lord Watcher, please show mercy. This man is from the ancestral land and is a disciple of Jian Kuang." Ying Zheng shouted.
Mom, this kid Zhang Fan was really killed by his own people. That would be really embarrassing.
"Oh? Are you from the ancestral land? Aren't the passages to the ancestral land closed? Oh, you're a good boy. His clothes, pants, and shoes are all artifacts, and they're blessed with inscriptions.
Is the ancestral land so rich now?" The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Fan's clothes, pants and shoes, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
What an artifact.
And it’s blessed with inscriptions!
This is not ordinary.
This kind of equipment is simply top-notch.
But soon, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on the speaker in Zhang Fan's hand.
"You!" the middle-aged man began to curse.
Are speakers also artifacts?
Are you a dog?
"team leader!"
"Brother!"
A group of people from the patrol arrived belatedly!
"I've seen the Lord Watcher!" A group of people immediately handed over.
"Boy, are all the artifacts from the ancestral land gone everywhere now?" The middle-aged man ignored Ying Zheng's group and looked at Zhang Fan.
Artifacts are extremely scarce here on the front line!
There are even fewer artifacts blessed with inscriptions.
And now, this boy has clothes, pants, shoes, and a speaker!
And they all have inscriptions.
This is so irritating.
Didn’t it mean that the spiritual energy over there in the ancestral land was exhausted?
Didn’t you mention that there are no people in the robbery area over there?
Didn’t you say that they are extremely poor there?
Mom, who said that? Come out and get beaten.
At this time, Ying Zheng's eyes also fell on Zhang Fan, looking at Zhang Fan's clothes...
"TMD!" Ying Zheng also cursed.
Damn, no wonder that guy from the Wing Clan didn't kill Zhang Fan.
How fast are the artifact shoes blessed with inscriptions?
Nima B!
This guy is a dog, right?
Is Wu Mo's technology so good?
That's not right, Wu Mo doesn't understand inscriptions.
Inscription and weapon refining are two professions.
It is very difficult to create an artifact with an inscription.
We need an inscription master and a weapon refining master!
The failure rate is very high.
And now, what is happening in Zhang Fan's ancestral land?
"Ahem, this is just something I practiced for fun." Zhang Fan said.
Are the people on the front line so poor?
Are they all so powerful and don’t even have magical weapons?
Not really.
"What, did you refine it?" At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes burst into an extremely dazzling light.
There was an incredible look on his face.
Even his hands were trembling at this moment.
Is this kid a weapon refiner?
Moreover, it is also an artifact that can be refined with inscriptions?
"Yes!" Immediately, Zhang Fan took out a lot of clothes, pants, shoes, pots and pans from the warehouse!
"Lord Watcher, how many pieces do you like?" Zhang Fan said.
The middle-aged man in front of me has a strength of at least six calamities.
Kill the five powerful men in an instant.
Moreover, the title "Watcher" sounds awesome.
You have to hold your thighs tight.
As for the artifact, if this thing is gone, you can just continue to refine it.
As long as there are materials.
I am just missing a few pieces of clothing.
"Send it to me?" Looking at the pair of clothes with inscriptions, the middle-aged man fell into a trance.
The next moment, his face became ferocious.
"Ying Zheng, you fucking idiot, if something happens to him, can you fucking afford it?
If we don't come, we will deal with him in five calamities, just think about it!" The middle-aged man raised his hand and slapped him away.
In an instant, Ying Zheng vomited blood.
"Lord Watcher, I didn't know this guy could refine artifacts." Ying Zheng was about to cry.
Damn it, Zhang Fan just said that he was a disciple of Wu Mo, a weapon refiner, but he also said that he was an alchemist before.
Who doesn’t understand the principle that everything is complex but not refined?
Who the hell knew he was so awesome?
Looking at the pile of artifact clothes in front of Zhang Fan, Ying Zheng really wanted to shoot himself to death.
If Zhang Fan really dies, it will be a loss for the entire human race.
You know, over the past one million years, many people from all races have lurked here.
Their first target is the weapon refiner, formation master, alchemy master, and inscription master!
Currently, there are only a handful of weapon refining masters and elixir masters on the entire front line.
Not to mention being able to create an artifact master with inscriptions, which is of great significance to the entire human race.
"What a stupid thing! Go and get the punishment yourself!" the middle-aged man said, and said to Zhang Fan with an extremely kind expression: "We on the front line need these things very much."
But looking at those pots and pans, the middle-aged man really wanted to hit someone.
This kid can't be sick, right? What's the use of making these!
Make more weapons.
For a super strong person, if he has an artifact, his combat power will be doubled.
Now, what the entire front line needs most is weapons.
"Ahem! As long as there are enough materials, I can build it. However, I have a request. I must visit the ancestral land once in six months." Zhang Fan said.
Ye Zi and the others must not be delayed in their matters.
Ying Zheng said before, and the middle-aged man in front of him also said that the passage to the ancestral land was closed.
Since it is closed, it can be opened.
The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Fan and took a deep breath: "I'm afraid this isn't going to work.
The ancestral land is the last hope for us humans.
If the channel is opened and our front line loses, the entire human race will be gone.
Moreover, there are spies lurking on our front line. If they go to the ancestral land, the ancestral land may be destroyed.
Therefore, I cannot agree to this request!
This matter must be approved by the five marshals.
Moreover, I guess they will not agree.
Our ancestral land is our last hope.
Moreover, in the past one million years or so, our frontline has been at the end of its tether.
If it weren't for Jie Yuan, we might have died long ago." The middle-aged man's voice became deeper and deeper.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's heart sank to the bottom.
Frontline, can't you stand it any longer?
So difficult?
"I understand!" Zhang Fan nodded.
The channel cannot be opened!
Once it is activated and the front line is lost, the earth will be gone.
F*ck! How could this happen?
At this moment, Zhang Fan's inner world was extremely chaotic.
Three years of agreement, now in the whole nine mountains and ten seas, who doesn't know? Who doesn't know?
Ye Zi and the others must also know.
If you can't go by then, what will Ye Zi and the others think?
How would they see themselves?
At this moment, Zhang Fan was really going crazy. He didn't dare to think about Ye Zi and the others being disappointed in him.
Ahhhhh!
Zhang Fan grabbed his hair and almost went crazy.
"There is nothing we can do. Now everyone on the front line has abandoned a lot of things. They have no choice. For the sake of their ancestral land and their last hope, they must stand up." The middle-aged man patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder and said.
Back then, when the passage to the ancestral land was closed, countless people on the front line went crazy.
In the ancestral land, there are their lovers! Their relatives! Their best friends!
This closure means farewell forever.
At that time, no one backed down.
They have no choice.
Because only if they stay and fight, their relatives and close friends will be safe!
"I know! Wouldn't it be better to wipe out all the races?" Zhang Fan clenched his fists, his eyes like swords.
Go to FMD Wanzu!
"Have ambition! This is our human race man!" The middle-aged man patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder: "Let's go inside the wall! It's not safe here.
If people from all races know that there are masters here who can create artifacts with inscriptions, we will be in danger."
"Then let's leave quickly." Zhang Fan said.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's scalp felt numb.
Even the thighs are said to be dangerous, so they must be dangerous.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Fan flew out of the so-called Jie Yuan.
What appeared in front of Zhang Fan's eyes was a steel city wall hundreds of meters high.
For practitioners, this height is not worth mentioning, but it still looks extremely shocking.
"Here, the flying height cannot exceed thirty meters. You have to remember this, otherwise, you will be attacked indiscriminately! Moreover, you must enter through the city gate, otherwise, you will also be attacked indiscriminately.
Those who defend the city are all above six calamities! Strong men of eight calamities or above are stationed every day!" said the middle-aged man.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan's scalp went numb!
Defend the city for more than six calamities?
Are there still eight calamities stationed there?
Are you kidding me?
Such strong men can be seen everywhere?
Worri!
How terrible!
"After all, this is our last line of defense. There are no weaklings on the frontline! The weaklings are all in the rear.
We, as well as the expeditionary force, are all at least eight calamity strong men." The middle-aged man continued.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan's scalp went numb.
Can't afford to offend!
I must be a good person!
(I have to get up early tomorrow because I have something to do. I have to go to bed. I have 8,500 words today, and I can’t finish writing 10,000 words.) (To be continued)