Fantasy: Sign in at the beginning of Yanyun Eighteen Riders

After the arrival of the human army, the people of the Dark Eldar looked at the huge phalanx. Under such pressure, some old, weak, sick and disabled actually started to sob.

"If I knew today, why should I be in the first place!"

Lu Yu looked at all this and said lightly to himself.

"boom!"

But the next moment, above the city of the Dark Spirit Clan, a figure appeared.

Needless to say, it is naturally the ancestor spirit of the dark spirit family.

He was floating in the air like a puff of smoke.

It looked very strange.

And just after he appeared.

It was rushing towards Xiang Yu, because he could feel that the other party's body was full of the blood of the tribe.

The ethereal body is almost integrated with the space.

After seeing such a scene, Xiang Yu didn't dare to hesitate.

The halberd in his hand blocked the front.

It collided with the short blade of the dark spirit ancestor spirit.

" boom!"

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Yu felt a huge force hitting him.

The war horse neighed and kept retreating towards the rear.

And the ancestral spirit, after the blow, retreated back into the city again, looking extremely strange.

Let the soldiers of the race show vigilance in their eyes.

Because, in the brief fight just now, everyone could see that the ancestor spirit had the upper hand.

However, at this time.

In Lu Yu's mind, the system voice sounded at this moment.

"Ding, may I ask the host, have you checked in at the mythical battlefield?"

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"Sign in!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Yu spoke directly.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining three eighth-rank spiritual veins, please accept the host!"

After hearing the voice, Lu Yu seemed quite satisfied.

After all, what the human race really lacks today is the foundation.

The most important reason why the coastal land is called a barren land is that the land is too barren.

It cannot be nourished by a huge amount of spiritual energy.

Today, it is no longer what it used to be.

Now, the most important thing for Lu Yu to do is to enrich the land of the human race.

Two eighth-rank spiritual veins, no matter where they are placed, are very important resources.

Therefore, Dang even put it away.

His purpose is to turn the land of the human race into a holy place for cultivation.

But at this moment, the ancestor spirit of the Dark Spirit Race spoke.

His voice was extremely cold.

With amazing killing intent.

said slowly.

"Human race, retreat now, we have no grudges, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

There was a hint of coldness in his voice.

There is also a strong sense of warning.

And just when his voice just fell.

At this time, Lu Yu said lightly.

"Let's attack the city, use the Wanren chariot directly, and don't leave a single one alive!"

When the voice sounded, there was a hint of coldness.

Just when the voice just fell.

"boom!"

The Myriad Blade Chariot started in an instant.

In an instant, beacon smoke billowed from above the chariot.

There are even sharp knives in the middle, and the surrounding space is cut.

Above the chariot, a tornado of weapons howled.

He hit the city directly.

Wherever they passed, the city gate was broken by the front of the soldiers in an instant.

Then, there are people from the dark spirit family above the city.

They screamed and roared, but there was nothing they could do.

It can only be resisted at this time.

However, he was sucked into the tornado of soldiers in an instant.

After a while, the body turned into blood mist.