key to come

What big Zhou Shixian, who's personal heir, what the only miscellaneous family, she felt that she was not worthy of Shen Lang.

The current Shen Lang can afford to seek the Holy Zhou!

"Kill!" Shen Lang rode his horse up, and Xing Tian was right in front of him.

He swung Fang Tian's painted halberd, and slashed heavily at Xing Tian's body.

Sun Ce and Zhao Yun followed behind, and their weapons also stabbed in.

brush brush...

Countless arrows shot towards Xing Tian.

"Roar!" Xing Tian roared angrily, and his evil spirit spread out as if he didn't want money.

Even if the army formation has been completed, every single ax he strikes makes hundreds of soldiers hate him.

These heroic souls themselves also understand that after this battle, they are not even eligible to be reincarnated.

They are all heroic souls who died in frontier battles. They want to defend their homeland and their descendants.

For the sake of Huaxia, why not lose your soul?

While attacking Xing Tian, ​​Shen Lang was relieved to see those soldiers who were trampled to death by Xing Tian's foot in the desperate charge.

I have been going back and forth for decades, not in vain.

Although there are people like Sun Taiwei Li Zikang in Dazhou, don't they also have these people?

They don't even want reincarnation, so what if I wasted 52 years in Shenlang?

Shen Lang didn't care that much about Da Zhou Mie Immortality, but what he cared about was Huaxia's inheritance!

Everything, for China!

boom!

At this moment, a spray of blood exploded around.

I saw that Code Four couldn't bear the evil spirit entering his body and the host at the eye of the array, so he exploded and died.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth, three people would be sacrificed randomly in this battle, he didn't know who they were, and he didn't deliberately control them.

Sorry, I'm not capable enough to take you all out alive.

He tried many times, and also tried to ask Ji Nanxian to ask some fourth-rank warriors to come in.

Here, it is the same for less than the third rank, and the role played by the fourth rank and the seventh rank is not much different.

A third-rank warrior is not a Chinese cabbage, and General Zhenbei is only a third-rank warrior.

This is not the time when you can easily reach the first and second ranks in the past. The third rank warriors cherish it very much, and they are all in high positions. It is not that Shen Lang can come if he wants it.

Moreover, he does everything one by one, and every link must be missing, so he doesn't have so much time to cultivate and develop friendship.

Shen Lang's solution to Wuhuluanhua was completely a race against time.

Not to mention E Qingyao's side, she can only bring a third-rank warrior at most.

It can be said that this formation is the only feasible formation.

bang, bang, bang...

"Oh!" Xing Tian's speed was getting slower and slower, so what about the first-rank powerhouse?

In this army formation, in this enchantment full of evil spirits, the gap between everyone has been shortened a lot.

There is the best evil Qingyao in the world, there is Wu Yi, there is Ji Nange, there is Shan Qingyao, there is Zhong Shenxiu, there is Shen Lang, there is the residual heat of mirage, there is the heroic soul of Huaxia, even Xing Tian can't do it!

His hand wielding the huge ax became weaker and weaker, and fewer and fewer people were hacked to death.

He stared at Shen Lang closely, and the giant ax slashed towards Shen Lang.

With this axe, Shen Lang was unavoidable, unstoppable.

"Lu Fengxian, Zilong go first!"

Zhao Yun rode up, the spear in his hand seemed to have turned into a giant dragon, and met the Xing Tian's giant axe.

He knew that all the heroic spirits present could die, but Shen Lang could not.

Such a person must live to protect China.

boom!

Zhao Yun disappeared without a trace like fireworks.

His strike bought some time for Shen Lang, allowing him to avoid the blow.

boom……

The youngest Qi, who may have more potential in the future, also exploded at this moment.

Those soldiers found that their strength was getting weaker and weaker, and they rushed even more desperately.

A fake is a fake, after all, this is not really an army formation composed of human flesh and blood.

There were more than 5000 people, and in less than a moment, there were only less than 1000 people left.

Fu Lan watched all this from a distance, and couldn't help letting go of the hand holding the military flag.

If Da Zhou Erlang was like Shen Lang, he would probably live forever!

As soon as she let go of her hand, the pressure of the formation doubled. The old soldier who was called Mr. Shen Lang before exploded and died.

"It's the last, hold on!" Shen Lang swung Fang Tian's painting halberd, and he didn't look at the disappearing Chituma anymore.

He slashed at Xing Tian's severed head.

In a trance, Sun Ce seemed to have entered a dream, and lived his life as the little overlord of Jiangdong in an instant.

Although short, but bright.

"Brother Shen, I leave it to you."

Sun Ce showed a smile, spotted Xing Tian's navel, and stabbed it with his spear.

boom!

Xing Tian's shield slapped hard, and Sun Ce died in battle.

Shen Lang felt hot all over his body, as if he had endless strength.

He knew that this evil spirit had entered the final stage, and if he continued with a cup of tea, he would explode and die.

Gradually, there were less than a hundred soldiers left.

They ran around, attracting Xing Tian's attack, and buying opportunities for Shen Lang.

The flesh and blood on their bodies has disappeared, and they have become skeletons from the beginning.

Shen Lang's spirit, Mirage's spirit, and the formations that Shen Lang had carefully studied for many years were all consumed at this moment.

Shen Lang shouted with the last of his strength: "Qingyao, Shenxiu!"

brush brush...

A few golden needles pierced Shen Lang's body, and his Fang Tian painted halberd was entangled with blood.

Qing Yao's luck was exhausted just now, but her strength was not exhausted.

Shen Lang's body was empty, Qing Yao gritted her teeth, and came behind Shen Lang in an instant, powerful spiritual power poured into Shen Lang's body.

A phantom of Baizhang appeared instantly on Shen Lang Fangtian's painting halberd.

"I'll send you a move called Luan Wu Chunqiu for them!"

At this time, Shen Lang didn't care whether his attack was the most efficient or not, his Fang Tian painting halberd danced like a unparalleled skill.

And Xing Tian was not willing to be caught without a fight, and the giant ax in his hand turned.

bang...

An explosion sounded.

After a while, the smoke cleared.

Xing Tian was holding his relatives, and Shen Lang was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd. The two stood quietly on the battlefield, as if nothing had happened.

bang, bang...

The relatives fell to the ground, and Xing Tian's tall body fell backwards.

Chapter 535 Harvest

Shen Lang raised his head and looked at the dark sky.

At this moment, he seemed to see the shadow of Sun Ce.

He bowed deeply to Shen Lang from a distance, and said softly: "Thank you, Brother Shen, for letting me experience a different life."

…………

Shen Lang was carried out when he went out this time. Although he won this battle, Shen Lang still wasn't happy at all.

In terms of harvest, this time there are only four first-grade materials, phoenix trees, stems, mirage shells, and countless other materials.

Not to mention changing a few lives, these materials are worth it even if they plant a third rank.

But for Shen Lang, the account is not calculated like this.

With so many heroic souls scattered, the people who brought them were not brought back completely. Even if Xing Tian was defeated in the end and the catastrophe was resolved, it would be difficult to make people feel that it was a big victory.

"Go to sleep." Zhong Shenxiu placed her bare hands on Shen Lang's chest, smoking a cigarette, and said softly, "It's too uncomfortable for you to hold on."

"It doesn't matter..." The war between Shen Lang and himself had just begun, he tried his best not to fall asleep, as long as he fell asleep, the save file would be ruined.

Now Shen Lang's body is covered with red lines, which looks extremely terrifying.

Qing Yao followed Shen Lang's side, gently licking Shen Lang's cheek with the tip of her tongue, the bright red line did not spread to Shen Lang's head under Qing Yao's licking.

Now his body is covered with gold needles, and he is wrapped like a mummy.

His whole body has been corroded by the evil spirit. If it was Ji Nange, he would have been blown up. Only Shen Lang's mental strength could barely suppress such a heavy evil spirit.

"You are so reckless, do you know that as long as my needle slows down a little in the next two times, you will explode and die." Zhong Shenxiu had a new understanding of Shen Lang's desperate strength.

I have heard before that when Shen Lang fought bloody in the arena, he almost died in the arena.

At that time, she was still a little surprised, would there be such a stupid person in the world?

It would be fine if Shen Lang was just a fledgling young man, but he is now in a high position, still a Jin Yiwei, how could such a person make such a low-level mistake?

Now it seems that Shen Lang is really a very hardworking person.

Without him, the people in Liaodong County and Xuantu County would have been in a lot of trouble.

For the sake of China, when Shen Lang yelled these words, Zhong Shenxiu's heart trembled fiercely.

In addition, Shen Lang's previous confession in Xueyuan made her mind even more complicated.

Compared with those children who once pursued her, Shen Lang is not very old, but at this age, he can do what others can, protecting Da Zhou and Liao Dong.

This reminded her of a person in history, Huo Qubing.

If Shen Lang leads the army, maybe he can reach that level?

They are all equally young and equally outstanding.

"Isn't this not dead?" Shen Lang smiled.

"Then, are you sure you can win? It's only a hair's breadth away." Zhong Shenxiu said seriously, "Promise me, don't act like this in the future, ahem..."

"Don't worry, I know." Shen Lang focused on Ji Nange: "Senior Sister."

"What's wrong?" Ji Nange's bare hands placed on Shen Lang's face.

She didn't take Qingyao's charm before at all, she was a careless person, let her think about the little girl, it's better to let her fight.

"Don't take these materials back to the palace." Shen Lang said softly.

"Huh?" Ji Nange was stunned for a moment: "Don't tell me you kid wants to have it all to yourself!"

With so many things given to Shen Lang, he can't use them.

It's useless to put it in his place, why not bring it back to the palace?