Fantasy: Sign in at the beginning of Yanyun Eighteen Riders

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He's only here to sign in.

As for the battle, just leave it to your generals.

The head of the Frost clan stood on the top of the city, staring down, with a look of helplessness on his face.

After all, Su Nu didn't send anyone.

It seemed that he could only do his best.

After thinking about this.

It's about the people around you.

"Get ready to fight.

The human race has fought bloody battles in the wild for several years, except for some big clans that they have taken a fancy to, they have never left anyone alive.

Don't be lucky, just work hard! "

"As ordered!"

After receiving the order, the surrounding generals all said respectfully.

Above, a flash of madness flashed.

Their Frost Clan still has masters. If the Human Clan really wanted to fight, they would not hesitate to fight to the death.

And at this time, Huang Feihu, who was in charge of the army, issued an order at this time.

"Siege!"

When his voice sounded, a dozen XingXiu generals led the army and charged directly towards the city.

The shield is raised, the blade is dancing, releasing endless killing intent.

On the top of the city, the Frost patriarch looked at this scene and said slowly.

"Frost is flying all over the sky!"

The voice sounded, and the palm was slowly raised.

The sky turned blue in an instant.

The surrounding temperature is dropping.

Then, I saw that the heaven and the earth were covered.

Many soldiers of the human race lost their way before rushing to the city gate.

Being hindered by Feishuang, he couldn't move forward.

At this time, it is almost about to collapse.

Don't know what to do.

And that Feishuang patriarch flew down from the city, paddling his figure from the flying frost all over the sky.

When he came to Deng Jiugong's side, he struck out with a palm.

"boom!"

The other party just saw a figure fly by.

Then I felt a huge force coming.

The figure couldn't help but retreat.

Then, blood spit out from the mouth.

fell to the ground.

It has to be said that the Frost patriarch can become the overlord of this wild land, and he still has some strength.

And just when she was criss-crossing the battlefield and preventing the army from attacking the city.

In Lu Yu's mind, the system sound sounded again.

"Ding, may I ask the host, are you signed in at the elite level, the ancient battlefield?"

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"Sign in!"

Lu Yu said lightly.

Then, the system voice sounded in my mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining the design drawing of the third-rank Wanren chariot! Note: It can strangle the strong in the sky!"

After the sound fell.

A smile appeared on Lu Yu's face.

Then, his eyes focused on the battlefield again.

When seeing the charging army covered by flying frost.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Then, he said slowly.

"Who will fight!"

The moment the voice fell, Ma Zhong, who was standing beside him, exuded a powerful aura at this moment.

Then he stepped forward and said respectfully.

"The end will fight!"

After the sound sounded, he stood in front of him.

The powerful aura from his body diffused out, covering the whole world.