Sword Moved the Ninth Heaven

Many shadow undead were captured in the barracks, specially used to train recruits. .

Undead have no emotion at all, fighting and killing are the only meaning of their existence, and it is impossible to surrender, so capturing such a thing alive is actually at least ten times more difficult than killing it directly.

Even the barracks didn't have many live undead, just thirty cages. Now Ni Anbei has to take out ten of them at a time, so he really thinks highly of Zhou Heng.

However, the horror of ten undead is also for newcomers. Any veteran who goes to the battlefield has to deal with more than a dozen undead at the same time, and sometimes even dozens of them!

But that would be more ominous, and only a few strong ones can survive.

There are only ten undead, and Ni Anbei is absolutely sure that Zhou Heng will only be severely injured at most and will not die. Of course, this serious injury means lying in bed for at least half a year!

——If you don’t take the pain a little deeper, how can you experience the cruelty of the war in the Demon Sea? Now it's just a serious injury, if he really wants to go to the battlefield, it may be a matter of dying in battle!

Not long after, all ten cages were brought over, and each cage contained a dead spirit.

Knowing that the captain dispatched ten undead at once, many veterans came to watch the fun and formed a circle outside the training ground.

Come and bet how long this kid can last!

If ten of them come out together, they will definitely be hit hard if they meet each other!

Don't underestimate him, at least he is also the top winner of this baptism contest!

Hahahaha, the level of spiritual power has not yet reached the comet level. Although his physique cannot be seen, he does not have a single dragon scale on his body, let alone partial dragon transformation. What kind of physique can such a bloodline possess?

If you want me to say, I'm more optimistic about that big beauty! Look at the dragon's head, that dragon's beard, that dragon's nose, that dragon's horn, every inch is so beautiful that it makes a dragon want to die!

Fuck off, this is what I saw first!

What's the use of looking at you, people will look at you?

Ha ha ha ha!

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, ten cages were placed in a circle, with Zhou Heng and Ni Anbei in the middle, and a formation around them to prevent these undead spirits from moving in groups and running outside.

Ni Anbei can't go outside the formation, otherwise, if Zhou Heng is in danger, he won't have time to rescue him.

Newcomer, are you ready? Ni Anbei asked Zhou Heng, but before Zhou Heng could answer, he had already opened all ten cages with false control, In the battlefield, there is no time for you to prepare!

boom!

All ten undead spewed out. These undead were completely different from the white bone skeletons. They had almost no entity, but more like a cloud of smoke-like ghosts. This is why they were difficult to kill. Only runes could hit them. !

Everyone's eyes widened, eager to know how long Zhou Heng could last.

There must be something unexpected about the first name!

Zhou Heng didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, and suddenly his whole body erupted, and the phantom of a purple sky dragon floated up behind him, roaring furiously, like an emperor coming, with infinite power!

Huh!

Those undead spirits paused together, and then made a move that made everyone unimaginable—they gave up on attacking Zhou Heng, but all rushed towards Ni Anbei, who was floating in the air and was farther away from them. go.

puff!

Ni Anbei almost spat out a mouthful of blood, what the hell is going on?

Undead have no emotion, or even wisdom. They only have one thought of killing, and they don't care whether the person standing in front of them is strong or weak. As long as they have vitality, they will attack brazenly, even saints. rushed up hesitantly.

Therefore, whoever is closest to them must be their first attack target, and then they will attack the second and third farthest, until there are no more living creatures in their perception.

But they actually attacked Ni Anbei without Zhou Heng who was closer, this is too exaggerated!

It wasn't just Ni Anbei who wanted to vomit blood, the others were also dumbfounded, completely unable to figure out what was going on!

why why why?

Will the undead be afraid?

But Zhou Heng knew it in his heart, because Ziyan Tianlong specializes in conquering evil things!

Although it may not be possible to defeat these high-level undead, it is not difficult to change their attack order! In other words, even if a saint stood with Zhou Heng, these dead spirits would attack that saint first instead of Zhou Heng.

Ni An ran from east to west, with ten roaring dead spirits chasing behind him, and another person in the field was yawning idly.

This scene is beyond everyone's expectation!

Originally, Ni Anbei wanted to use Zhou Heng as a negative teaching material, and use his tragic situation to let the newcomers know how terrible the war in the Demon Sea would be, but he never expected that he would be chased by his ass!

Of course he is not afraid of these ten undead, but if he makes a move, what is the point of arranging this battle?

But although he is powerful, this place is too narrow, and he can't stretch his figure at all! Moreover, the ten undead spirits are also at the Comet Realm level, and all of them are at the same level as him in terms of realm. If he just runs away blindly, he will be extremely embarrassed, and sometimes he has to make a move to avoid being hit by the undead spirits. .

Everyone had weird expressions. Many wanted to laugh, but they were afraid that Ni Anbei would settle the score afterwards, so they forcibly held back.

Looking at the angry Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon behind Zhou Heng, they all guessed in their hearts, maybe this is the reason!

Who said that Zilong is of inferior blood? Is the lower bloodline so fierce?

Boy, shoot quickly, or I will beat you to death! Ni Anbei said angrily. If he made a move, it would not be difficult to kill these ten undead. After all, he has a quasi-black hole-level physique, but he would be a real joke in this way.

Zhou Heng secretly laughed in his heart, he really didn't mean it, who would have known that Ziyan Tianlong's effect was so good? Now that Ni Anbei has spoken, he can no longer stand and watch the play.

Hum, his right arm turned into a dragon, and the annihilation rune circulated.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

He circulated the Tyrannosaurus Fist, his strength surged, ten punches blasted past, and all ten dead spirits were turned into flying ash, completely annihilated! What is strange is that one of the undead actually left behind a round bead the size of a soybean, the whole body is black but translucent.

Get it done?

Everyone was dumbfounded again. Are you sure this guy is not a black hole class?

Even if Ni Anbei took action, could he kill these undead so easily? The answer is obviously no, Ni Anbei is only at the quasi-black hole level, and has not yet formed a black hole. How could it be possible to kill these undead so easily!

Veterans can give a more precise answer in their hearts: more than an hour, but at the same time they have to pay the price of at least three wounds! You must know that the attack of the undead carries the breath of death, and it is the most difficult to expel. The three wounds will take at least ten days to heal, and they will leave scars that will never disappear!

——Which veteran is not scarred, but this is by no means a disgrace, but a medal of merit!

But, but, but but, Zhou Heng just threw ten punches, and the battle was over!

It cannot be ruled out that this is because the attacks of the ten undead spirits focused on Ni Anbei, but these undead spirits do not have intelligence does not mean that they are fools, they all have an instinctive sense of crisis, they will dodge attacks, and they will eliminate threats as much as possible greater presence.

Everyone carefully recalled that those dead spirits did turn around and attack, but after Zhou Heng's punch, they were not qualified to fight at all. With one punch, they disappeared in smoke!

Easy and fun! !

The newcomer this time... has an incredible character!

Ni Anbei looked at Zhou Heng for a full five seconds, and suddenly said: Squad Ninth, take this kid away, you can take him to the battlefield tomorrow!

Yes, Captain! Haha, and thank you, Captain! A thin man ran over and patted Zhou Heng on the shoulder, Newcomer, come with me!

Wait! Ni Anbei said suddenly, Newcomer, what's your name?

hiss!

The captain actually asked the rookie's name now? You must know that the captain would only ask the newcomer's name after returning from the battlefield. In his opinion, only the brave are worthy of him remembering the name!

Zhou Heng!

Go... try to save your life, don't be a hero! Also, this shadow bead belongs to you too! Ni Anbei threw the black bead left by the shadow undead on the ground to Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng took it. He didn't know what the shadow orb was for, so let's put it away first.

Seeing Zhou Heng being taken away from the training ground, everyone looked surprised. This had never happened before. A rookie went directly to the battlefield without training! Generally, rookies have to train for at least half a year before they are eligible to go to the battlefield!

But seeing Zhou Heng's amazing attack, who else could say anything against it?

What can this training teach Zhou Heng?

The people who were most surprised were those who participated in the final baptism contest. Because they were stopped by Long Haixing, they didn't know how terrifying Zhou Heng's combat power was, and they always thought that Zhou Heng had something to do with that old dragon.

But now they finally know that Long Haixing is really thinking about them, otherwise...Thinking of those ten ashes-turned-dead spirits, anyone would fight a cold war!

Yan Lindong clenched his fists tightly. Zhou Heng's performance gave him a heavy blow, so powerful that he felt desperate!

No, we must kill him!

There was a sinister look in Yan Lindong's eyes. Looking at Zhou Heng's receding back, he couldn't help showing a sneer, because he had already thought of a good idea.

Unlike Yan Lindong, Shui Yuqi's eyes flashed with splendor.

A beauty loves a hero, especially when the beauty itself has great strength, to make her love the hero needs even stronger strength. Undoubtedly, Zhou Heng has shown such strength now.

Lower blood?

Just kidding, how could this be a lower bloodline! Is there such an awesome lower bloodline?

Moreover, she herself has a quite pure golden dragon bloodline, and if she combines with Zhou Heng's mutated dragon bloodline, how amazing will the offspring she give birth to be?

Thinking about it, she showed a charming smile on her huge dragon head, and all the dragons were amazed. (To be continued.)