Su Quan's death was like a drop of water falling into the sea. Even a trace of turmoil was gone without even arousing a trace of turmoil.

People die every day in this world, and countless people lose their lives every second. No one cares how a person who does not know anyone dies, who kills it, and no one cares about these.

Qiulin City is still crowded, but Chen Ming is preparing to leave.

After obtaining the two pieces, he became more sensitive to the other pieces. A faint call always lingered in Chen Ming's ears these days. If he hadn't been to calm down and practice hard for a few days, he would have left Qiulin City long ago.

Now, his Jin Luo battle body has entered the fourth stage of silver strongman, with a strength comparable to that of the third and fourth stages of gold strongman, and there is a piece of fragment. The Jin Luo armor's blessing on Chen Ming's combat power is even more terrifying. Wearing it, Chen Ming feels like he has transformed into an invincible war god, and any enemy appears in front of him and will kill him!

Of course, Chen Ming knew very well that this was just an illusion. In fact, a golden strongman of five or six statutes could make him lose, while a golden strongman of seven or eight statutes could take his life.

So Chen Ming did not think that he was invincible because of this illusion. He still left Qiulin City in a low-key manner, and then followed the sound of summoning and headed towards the northwest of Qiulin City.

...

"Kill~!"

"Come on your life!"

"ah……!"

‘Dingdingding…!’

The shouts of killing were accompanied by a strong smell of blood, which reached Chen Ming's ears and nose. He sniffed hard, and then stopped moving forward.

"There is a battle over there."

Looking in the direction of the shouting of killing, Chen Ming hesitated for a while and decided to go over and take a look.

Everyone has curiosity. Chen Mingyi is very brave and curious, and his curiosity is far beyond ordinary people.

As soon as he approached the battlefield over there, Chen Ming tried his best to hide his breath and approached secretly, but no one discovered his existence.

A minute or two later, Chen Ming was already hiding in the canopy of a big tree. Through the gap between the leaves, he saw the battle below.

It was a battle between a group of werewolfs and a group of human soldiers. The werewolf is an elite-level soldier in the power beast country. The most powerful Xiaoyue Legion is composed of Xiaoyue Demon Wolf among the power beasts. Each Xiaoyue Demon Wolf has the strength of a golden strongman. The legion composed of 100,000 Xiaoyue Demon Wolfs is almost invincible.

Of course, these werewolf in front of you are just ordinary werewolf. If Chen Ming read it correctly, these should be the battle form of the Timberwolves.

The power beasts in the Jinluo world are very strange. As long as they are silver-level power beasts, they all have a strange combat form. Usually they look like ordinary power beasts, but once they enter the combat form, they can become such werewolfs, which is more conducive to giving full play to their advantages in various skills.

At this moment, the battle below was almost in a stalemate, and neither side could do anything to each other. The werewolf wanted to defeat one side of the human side, but the human side first had the advantage of the number of people, while the second was that it had top combat power, which were not available in these two points.

This was the first time Chen Ming saw the battle between the human army and the powerful beast army. He couldn't help but look curiously at the battle below, staring at the battle below, and watching it with great pleasure.

"I didn't expect that the powerful beast would also fight with weapons!"

"Hey~! Does that guy want to attack? Unfortunately, others have discovered him."

"Hey~! This stupid guy, don't you squat down? Standing there stupidly and being chopped up, you deserve to be cut off."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk! This golden tsk is quite powerful and has a very good strength. It should be a golden tsk above the second stage."

"Now these werewolfs are going to lose. Without Golden Lisboa, they are not opponents of the human army at all!"

In the battle below, the human side has already gained a great advantage. Because of the existence of top combat power, the powerful beast side was forced to retreat step by step. In just ten minutes, three hundred werewolfs had lost more than one hundred, and the human side still had more than five hundred soldiers, all of them were silver strongmen, and the worst was the second-level silver strongmen, some small team leaders, squad leaders, and even silver strongmen of six or seventh-level silver strongmen.

On the contrary, although those werewolfs were all silver strongmen, and each one was not less than the fourth stage, the number of humans was more than twice theirs, and two or three hit one. In addition, the golden strongmen was willing to spit out the halberd in their hands, causing the werewolf to suffer heavy losses. The nine werewolf commanders in the head had already died, and the remaining six could only struggle to support them, and they were about to follow in the footsteps of three colleagues.

Boom~!

"Wolf cubs, die!"

The Golden Little One laughed and raised the halberd in his hand, and smashed it down with one pole. The terrifying force burst out and directly smashed a large pit more than ten meters deep on the ground.

The seven werewolf commanders lost two more, and they were directly smashed into meat sauce by the Golden Liss, and they could not die any more.

"Hahaha~! Five of you, come here and die!"

With a crazy smile, he was about to rush forward again, and the halberd in his hand was waving, and the boundless domineering aura deeply shocked the group of werewolfs.

The remaining five werewolf commanders looked at each other, then turned around and ran away. The human strong man was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but scream in anger, and quickly chased after him.

"Don't run away, let me die!"

As soon as the Golden Little Soldier left, the remaining human soldiers could not take over the werewolf for a moment. The two of them were rarely in a balance again, but both sides knew that only the Golden Little Soldier came back, the werewolf was in a miserable state.

Although the human side was happy, the powerful beast side was frowning. The commander's escape in the battle caused their morale to plummet. When they met these high-spirited human soldiers, many mistakes occurred in a while. Even so, the two sides still maintained a certain balance and were not broken.

Inside the tree canopy, Chen Ming shook his head secretly and thought to himself: "This general is too brainless. He only knows how to kill the enemy, but he doesn't know how to save his subordinates. Look, this time, this time he would only lose dozens of people, but now he may lose two or three hundred."

In the Giant Horn Empire, a small team consists of ten soldiers and one squad leader, and a squad leader consists of one hundred soldiers, ten squad leader and one squad leader. This team was originally composed of six squadrons, and the previous Golden Liss was led by the Golden Liss.

Originally, more than 600 people had lost only ten people, but the enemy werewolf troops lost three or four hundred people. Now, after the Golden Little Soldier left, dozens of people were lost in a short time. I believe that in just five or six minutes, there would be only about 300 soldiers left for more than 500 soldiers.

I have to say that the Golden Lisboa is really good, but his brain is not very useful
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