I picked up the treasure chest in the hands of the goddess

Chapter 535 If you don't do it, I will do it!
Groups of ancient warriors were arranged to one point at a time, towards each point, the Qi in the ancient warrior's body was injected.

As each point was infused with the Qi of the ancient warrior, Shi An's pale complexion gradually turned rosy.

He didn't feel so strenuous anymore, and his whole body seemed relaxed.

In the temporary prefabricated room, Ning Chuan lay on a Simmons mattress, resting in a relaxed manner.

No one disturbs, no one surrounds, no one is outside the temporary prefabricated house.

This was an arrangement made by an ancient warrior who was familiar with Ning Chuan.

They knew that Ning Chuan was really tired, not only physically but also mentally.

The best help for Ning Chuan at this time is these points.

Therefore, Ning Chuan was able to rest well in the temporary board room.

The 'World Tree' that turned into a human form was horrified to find that it couldn't see the scene further away, as if the world had been cut off.

The mental communication between one hundred thousand death knights also disappeared.

One hundred thousand death knights, like a kite with a broken string, disappeared in front of the 'World Tree', and even disappeared in the perception of the 'World Tree'.

'World Tree' was a little panicked, but it didn't make it lose its sense of proportion.

There are also the corpses of the ancient warriors who died in battle, which have not been absorbed.

'World Tree' continued to absorb the corpses of ancient warriors who died in the battle without any hurry.

In the phantom formation, one hundred thousand death knights were running around like headless chickens.

They can never find the enemy, and they can't always tell the direction.

"Stand by where you are!"

Having lost the spiritual connection with the 'World Tree', the commander of the Hundred Thousand Death Knights had no choice but to issue an order.

Its eyes are empty, without eyes.

All around are unreal scenes, making it impossible to judge where this is.

Following the order given by the commander of the death knights, hundreds of thousands of death knights stopped in unison and lined up in place.

The death knights command and know why they exist.

However, no matter what the reason for their existence is at this time, it is no longer important.

Their situation can be described as very difficult.

I don't know where the enemy is, I don't know where this place is, and I don't know how long I will be lost in this place.

The surrounding scenes, the surrounding air, and the surrounding atmosphere are nothing to them.

However, if this continues, the death breath on them will sooner or later be exhausted.

Without the breath of death, what kind of death knights are they?
Shi An saw the hundreds of thousands of death knights waiting in line.

Shi An was extremely relaxed, he could move around freely.

After checking every point, there is no problem.

Only then did Shi An start to think about why the qi in the ancient warrior's body could maintain the phantom formation and make him feel relaxed?

Why does Ning Chuan know that the Qi in the body of the ancient warrior can be injected into the phantom array?

Why, one hundred thousand death knights will stand in line and wait?
Wait, many questions surrounded Shi An's mind.

Zou Yuxuan gathered twelve disciples of the 'Nantian Gate', all the disciples who left the island where the 'Nantian Gate' was located!

Many disciples who left the 'Nantianmen' island died on the battlefield, leaving only 13 of them.

"My understanding is that an island can be built in the phantom array, and the island can be used as a stronghold, so as to hold back or even kill the strange creatures rushing out of the beam of light."

"Islands are built, and we need to sit in them!"

"Once you sit in it, you won't be able to leave the island for the rest of your life!"

"Should you build an island, sit on the island, and see how you decide!"

"My decision is that an island must be built, and an island must be located!"

"If you don't do it, I will!"

Zou Yuxuan looked ruthless, completely righteous and ruthless.

In fact, he is most afraid of sitting on an island, and he will not be able to leave the island for the rest of his life.

He just wants to make money, make money to buy a house, buy a lot of houses, and then collect rent.

However, reality and facts can be difficult to accept.

Maybe, no divination.

He would not find someone to attack Ning Chuan, so he would not be found by Ning Chuan.

If Ning Chuan hadn't come to his door, nothing would happen later.

Nothing happened later, even if the 'World Tree' appeared, he could still pretend he didn't know anything and be the boss of the 'Nanjin Hotel'.

There are so many ancient warriors guarding this land, one more is not more, and one less is not less.

No?
Lu Xiaoming is the oldest among the 13 of them.

Lu Xiaoming is 68 years old this year.

In terms of appearance and spirit, it is completely impossible to tell that Lu Xiaoming is a 68-year-old man, more like a 38-year-old middle-aged man!
Lu Xiaoming sneered endlessly: "You youngsters are hesitant and don't know what to do. Don't you know that if the 'World Tree' breaks through the phantom formation and all of us ancient warriors die here, will this world still exist? ?”

"This world doesn't exist. What's the difference if we sit on an island or not?"

"No matter what you think, my opinion is the same as Junior Brother Zou's."

"I just don't know how many people are needed to sit on this island?"

"The 13 of us are all sitting on the island, is there enough manpower?"

Zou Yuxuan wished he could hold Lu Xiaoming in his arms, and shouted: Brother Lu, Gao Yi!
The construction of an island requires materials and time. There is no hard requirement for the number of people who sit on the island, but there must be one person who sits on the island.

If Lu Xiaoming is willing to sit on the island, then Zou Yuxuan doesn't need to sit on the island.

The flowers and plants in this world are still related to Zou Yuxuan.

"At least one person can sit in the town, and at most countless people can sit in the town!"

"Of course, how many islands we build and how many people need to sit on the islands, this matter still needs to be discussed in the long run, and we have to report to Ning Chuan!"

"This batch of death knights is worth a hundred thousand!"

"I feel that the sum of all our ancient warriors is not enough to kill them!"

"Then what kind of perfect special modified bullets should have no effect against death knights. Otherwise, why would Ning Chuan give up the tenth line of defense?"

"I think, we'd better build an island and try the effect first!"

"To build more islands, one is that there is no time, and the other is that there are not so many materials!"

With Lu Xiaoming expressing his opinion, Zou Yuxuan talked more.

In the final analysis, Zou Yuxuan hoped that after the island was built, he would not have to sit on the island.

The other eleven people looked at each other in blank dismay.

They could all hear the hidden meaning in Zou Yuxuan's words.

The head of the Lost Sect, smoking dry tobacco.

The smoke is lingering, and a face that has experienced vicissitudes of life is neither happy nor angry.

Luobamen, except for a few disciples who were not full, left here and evacuated as seeds.

The rest of the Luobamen disciples all died here.

Even his own son and grandson have died.

(End of this chapter)