Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

Under the blood moon, inside the battlefield.

Qin Ye's eyes were cold, and his whole body was covered with a layer of faint blue aura. On the green edge in his hand, cold light flowed, and a solid murderous intention swept over him.

As soon as he raised his sword and put it down, several figures fell down without any resistance.

Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace behind in a thousand miles!

On the side, Cheng Yong directly transformed into a small whirlwind top, swinging the Xuanhua ax and turning it wildly. Let’s not say whether it is powerful or not, but it seems that Niu 13 is finished.

Compared to Qin Ye and Qin Ye, Chen Yi seemed to be particularly low-key. She was seen constantly traveling around every corner, treating every injured soldier.

Another trial place in the east.

Chu Weiyu, who had been running for a long time, hurriedly arrived. When she saw the scene of the spiritual tide pressing down on the formation, her face became even more gloomy, and she joined the battlefield without any hesitation.

The flowers bloom brightly and the flowers fall ruthlessly.

The blade blooms, cutting off all evil and darkness, and with the posture of a woman, she surpasses all men...

As for other battlefields, in the series of monsters, except for Zhao Feifan, who was lying half-dead on the bed, everyone else also rushed there one after another.

In the east, Qin Ye Chu Weiyu; in the west, Ye Tian Jia Wu; in the north, Xu Yuan and Shen Moxuan...

At this point, the battle is settled.

At the same time, in the base.

"The geniuses have all joined the battlefield. Those people in the Mingxu must be unable to hold on any longer." Feng Chengyun squinted his eyes and took a sip of tea before speaking calmly.

Hearing this, Zhao Wenlong put on a smile and boasted without hesitation, "Hey, Old Feng, it's you as expected. It's exactly what I thought."

"hehe…"

Feng Chengyun glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I will help you guard a place."

"Haha, that's interesting!"

Zhao Wenlong couldn't help but clapped his hands and said, with a smile on his face that he couldn't hide, "When this happens, I'll treat you to tea, and I'll make sure you drink it until you're full..."

"Oh, goodbye." Feng Chengyun immediately waved his hand to stop, "Leave your tea for others, I really can't bear it."

Can you fall for the same trick twice?

Having said that, before Zhao Wenlong could speak, he immediately walked out the door without turning his head, not forgetting to glance at the 'limited edition' tea before leaving.

This thing must be the source of all evil.

After Feng Chengyun left, Zhao Wenlong immediately couldn't help laughing loudly, "I know you like to watch the excitement. I'm sure you can enjoy the excitement this time..."

…

"Wine is coming!"

Qin Ye pointed his right hands together, and the gossamer rippled, condensing into a spiritual sword that exuded coldness. Then he dodged and disappeared in an instant.

The strong wind swept across, as if entering a deserted place.

In a daze, Qin Ye's figure was divided into two, three, five, and dozens, omnipresent, shuttled through every corner of the battlefield.

The wind seemed to be still for a moment.

Only the "thumping" heartbeat and heavy breathing could be heard, echoing quietly for a hundred meters around.

Qin Ye looked back, sheathed his sword, and walked towards the distance step by step, as if there was no one there.

The faint breeze came from the distance, and seemed to be mixed with a whisper, going straight into the depths of the soul.

As for what the words were, it was hard to hear clearly. It seemed like... let’s not stop drinking.

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, countless tangible strong winds rolled up from the surroundings. In just a moment, the cold aura enveloped countless black figures.

Immediately afterwards, the bodies of those evil spirits were covered with blue sword marks, and they spread at an extremely fast speed, covering their entire bodies in a short time.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

The next moment, energy surged up, and their bodies collapsed uncontrollably, turning into blood clots and fly ash flying around. It was terrible to see.

With the realm of the middle stage of Candlelight, coupled with the identity of the epic legendary warrior god, it can be said that as long as the peak of Candlelight does not come out, no one can stop Qin Ye, and these so-called elites in the early stage of Candlelight are also the little Karami in the middle stage. , Not to mention, if a matter is solved with one sword, there will be no second sword.

When Qin Ye was killing all sides, the morale of most of the Spirit-Suppressing Army also increased. Their fighting spirit became even stronger, and they seemed to have the upper hand for a while.

Glancing at Qin Ye and the others, Lu Shi's smart eyes were filled with a hint of relief. These geniuses were growing up a few hundred million faster than they thought.

After just one glance, she immediately put away her gaze and looked around cautiously. The geniuses had appeared, and those people must have taken action...

And things were just as Lu Shi thought.

Behind the spiritual tide, passing through hundreds of miles of desolation, a huge dragon warrior stood impressively. It was more like a small palace than a dragon warrior.

Around the palace, two huge black dragons hovered intertwined, with their heads raised high and their eyes wide open, staring straight into the void ahead.

Above the palace, a dragon chair exuding terror was placed in the middle. A man in a general's robe sat majestically on it, with a smile on his face and deep eyes. His fingers were tapping on the sides of the dragon chair little by little.

In front of him, under the dragon chair, dozens of figures stood respectfully, all exuding an extremely powerful aura.

"General, all the geniuses in the world have already entered the game, shall we..." On the side, He Wannian lowered his body and asked tentatively.

The man smiled. These geniuses appearing now had indeed aroused his interest, but if he were to take action, it would not be enough.

To put it simply, there are not enough chips.

Without waiting for He Wannian to speak again, he casually nodded to a few people below and said jokingly, "You guys, go and learn from the current 'geniuses'."

"yes!"

"yes…"

Several people clasped their fists and said in unison, and then their bodies flashed, turning into black light and flying forward.

After a few people left, the man stood up slowly and walked out of the palace step by step. Below, dense figures stood around the palace.

The moment they saw the man, everyone's eyes were filled with enthusiasm and they all shouted.

"See General."

"See General."

"See General..."

Seeing this, the man chuckled, looked at the bloody red moon, and said meaningfully, "I don't know what happened to my good-for-nothing dad. If he saw his good son achieve such an achievement, would he die again?" Woolen cloth…"

On the front line, Qin Ye stood on his own with a sword, standing in the void, with aura all over his body and flowing lines, making no effort to hide his aura. Such pure life force soon attracted countless greedy eyes. Driven by instinctive desire Next, countless evil spirits frantically approached Qin Ye, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, in a dark and dark place.

"What is he going to do?"

Below, a group of Spirit-Suppressing Army soldiers looked at Qin Ye in confusion, with a hint of confusion in their eyes, but more of a deep worry.

In their opinion, Qin Ye was only one level higher than them or at the same level. Even if he had the status of a genius, he would not be able to kill so many evil spirits by himself.

The essence of this war is to guard the geniuses, and the second is to suppress the mutations in the Netherworld. If a genius falls, everything will be lost...

After reading this, some people shouted loudly.

"That kid, come back quickly!"

"That's too dangerous, come back quickly!"

"..."

For a moment, the shouts spread throughout the battlefield.

"Damn it, why is that boy so reckless!"

An older man said excitedly, and even wanted to pull Qin Ye down directly. However, before he could take any action, a hand landed lightly on his shoulder, "Don't worry, uncle, he It’ll be okay…”

"He is Lao Qin..."