Fantasy: My Martial Spirit Is The Ancestral Witch

"The best steel, the boots of the special forces, a hundred-fold copy, the best Hundred-War Horsemanship, the copy is complete!"

In an instant, Jiang Chen's armor and shoes were completely new.

The black leather coat on the assassin's armor has a faint layer of red. Although it has not been completely revealed, you can feel the murderous intention of the assassin when you get close.

An ordinary military leather shoe seems to have "aged" a lot at this moment. Wearing a new pair of boots gives people the feeling of having experienced hundreds of battles.

This pair of boots fits Jiang Chen's legs better than before, because the inside is softer and the metal outside is stronger.

As soon as Jiang Chen put on the military uniform, he suddenly transformed from a newcomer who had just joined the army to a experienced special forces soldier on the battlefield.

night.

The eastern entrance to the Rift Stronghold.

The bright moonlight falls on the white snow, giving people a misty beauty.

Jiang Chen and others gathered together.

"There are students and soldiers among them, but now, you are the spies of the crack base, sending the news back to us.

This reconnaissance team only has one deputy, Guo Juyang.

There are about 200 people in this reconnaissance force.

In such a land of ice and snow, it is not an easy task to find out the news about this city.

However, most people do it out of their own will, or because of the loot, or other reasons. In short, no one will refuse this task.

The reconnaissance team does not have any leader, they are just one person, but teamwork is the best choice.

The Lord of the City pushed open the city gate, and groups of scouts rushed out of the city.

In the wind and snow, it was pitch black.

Jiang Chen decided to be alone.

Jiang Chen held a simple map and flew to the desert.

This time, the place he wants to go is the sand city.

Desert land.

Inside the mansion.

Azhe frowned and asked the housekeeper in an unfamiliar language: "Why hasn't Mr. Rat come back yet?"

"He is an old man with a burly build and dark complexion: "He said he would help you capture the small town in the south. "

"How many cities in the south are I going to capture just by myself? Hehe, he probably escaped."

Azhe knows this very well about his youngest child.

In this city, he has become accustomed to doing whatever he wants. If he hadn't helped him clean up his mess, he would have died long ago.

His head has been chopped off.

"Check it for me! Don't you want to live?"

The steward nodded and quickly arranged for a few people to start looking for his son.

Jiang Chen continued walking north, towards the desert.

In just half a day, they encountered three groups of people from the south, which showed that this time, more troops came.

From the crack to the desert, there is only a distance of more than 300 kilometers.

But in fact, its actual location is more than 3,000 kilometers away.

There is a natural barrier in the middle, which is the Forest of Warcraft.

Jiang Chen found a red fruit in the desert. This jungle was actually a forest of monsters.

This is a huge forest that lies between the desert capital and the Rift Land, blocking the battle between the two sides.

This is why, this point makes everyone a little puzzled. There is no direct conflict between the two parties. In terms of interests, there is a forest of Warcraft, and they can live and work in peace and contentment.

Jiang Chen did not pass through the dense forest, but walked straight towards the desert.

[Copy Points +10]

[Copy Points +15]

[Copy Points +20]

Along the way, Jiang Chen kept killing monsters and gaining copy points.

If it wasn't a monster at the level of King Wu, it would be okay, but if it was a monster at the level of King Wu, he could kill it by himself.

It is difficult for them to judge Jiang Chen's true power.

Judging from his cultivation level, he only has the cultivation level of the middle stage of a great martial artist, but in his Dantian, he actually condensed the martial arts golden elixir, which is a martial master level existence.

His bones are much stronger than those of ordinary King Wu.

And his body, nourished by the red fruit, became stronger.

In other words, even if Jiang Chen was stabbed in the heart, his injury would heal within two hours at most.

After all, in human eyes, it is difficult to tell which one is the real beast.

Jiang Chen was wearing a black reconnaissance cloak, the clothes of a killing god, and a pair of boots from the Hundred War Army.

His cold energy was like a duck to water in this ice and snow, and its power was at least 30% of its usual strength.

"Ouch!" A scream sounded.

A giant white bear suddenly jumped out from a distance. It sniffed the air and then pounced towards Jiang Chen.

The black bear did not sleep in winter, which gave him some understanding of the monsters in this space.

The cold breath penetrated the black bear's chest without any hindrance.

Hot blood splattered on the ground.

[Copy Points +50]

A monster at the level of a great martial artist was nothing to him.

The bright red blood attracted more beasts, and a small brown fox ran next to the giant bear's body, raising its head with a wary look on its face.

After confirming that there was no threat, the big white tiger began to eat the black bear's body, intending to pull it into the cave.

Whoosh!

The three-foot-seven-inch long flying sword stabbed the little fox's body, causing ripples in circles.

This cunning little fox was killed without even a chance to resist.

Jiang Chen used this method to attract all these monsters, and then continued to pursue them.

He is like an experienced hunter, always hiding in the shadows.

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