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Four days later.
Xiao Yi was already one hundred and fifty miles deep in the Panlei Mountains. After the Panlei Mountains penetrated a hundred miles, the number of middle-level desolate beasts gradually increased. Among the ten desolate beasts, one reached the middle-level realm.
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After truly entering the rank of captain, Xiao Yi's combat prowess reached another level. In just four days, the number of mid-level wild beasts that fell under his gun reached twelve. Twelve mid-level wild beasts, although in the middle
He is not considered a strong one among the desolate beasts, but he cannot be underestimated. The blood energy of the twelve middle-level desolate beasts has brought Xiao Yi's cultivation to a peak. He is only one step away from being able to penetrate the ninth heavenly vein again.
Bloodstone Tribe.
In front of the green and black gables, nearly two thousand soldiers were roaring. They were rehearsing their tactics, their fighting spirit was surging, their majestic blood energy was rising into the sky, and their murderous aura could clearly be heard even ten miles away.
This year, some people grew old and left the battle division, some young people grew up and became new blood, and some broke the shackles and were promoted to corps commanders. However, the number of centurions has not changed. From the minor blood refining to the great blood refining,
Another hurdle, not only an increase in strength, but also two different levels in terms of realm.
Woo!
There was a horn sound. In front of the Bloodstone Tribe, the sun was rising. The vast and vast horn sound echoed across the sky and the earth. All the sounds of fighting and dancing stopped abruptly. Every Bloodstone Tribe member had a look of incomparable reverence and fanaticism on his face.
Divine color, that is the trumpet of the heavenly weapons, the heavenly weapons raised by the strong men of the human race, and the human body warriors.
It was the fifth day. Xiao Yi returned to the tribe. In front of the towering mountain wall, Shi Gong's rickety figure supported the mottled stone wall. His eyes were brighter than ever.
"The trumpet of the heavenly soldiers, this is the human warrior that every strong human being must breed. One of the one hundred and eight heavenly soldiers must have this war horn." Shi Gong's voice trembled slightly, "It belongs to my human warrior master.
With the sound of the trumpet, even if the whole battle is over, all souls will be dispersed, and the sky will be stained with blood!"
Staring into the distance, Xiao Yi seemed to have a fire in his heart at this moment, and the blood belonging to the human race was boiling. Even if it was not in the same time and space after an eternity, the same blood was flowing in his body.
The era of the ancient ancestors was lost in the vast years, unknown to everyone, and buried in dust. What happened in the past? Later generations of immortals asked, Hell Spirit Mountain, ancient temples, Taoist temples, and temples hidden among famous mountains and rivers,
No one knew what it foreshadowed. At this time, Xiao Yi's mood was ups and downs. He vaguely understood that in the near future, he might reveal a big secret.
"Go." Shi Gong's voice sounded, with a smile on his lips, he patted Xiao Yi's shoulder, "I know you have been working very hard. If you can, let me see what kind of power the Barbarian Elephant Power Technique has. Shi Gong has practiced it
I haven't practiced it in my whole life, but I can see it before I leave, and I am already satisfied."
With a slight pain in his heart, Xiao Yi looked at Mr. Shi. His wrinkled face was already like a dead tree. The vitality in this old man was very thin. The smile on his face made people feel heartbroken. In another time and space, Xiao Yi had
Concerned about relatives and friends not knowing when they would meet again, and in this vast land, Shi Gong also gave him the same mood.
Nodding deeply, Xiao Yi took off the Zixia bow and arrows from his back and hung them on his waist. With the black gun in his hand, he knelt on one knee with his back to the old man and said in a deep voice: "Shi Gong, I will bring you
Go and see."
Mr. Shi, I will take you to see it!
The fire completely burst out in Xiao Yi's heart. What he wanted here was not to become famous or to be powerful among the people. What he wanted was to go home, and he only wanted to be seen by one person!
The old man's body trembled slightly, and the smile on his face became wider. His hands were trembling slightly, and he put his hands on Xiao Yi's shoulders and stood up slowly. He almost didn't feel much weight. Xiao Yi knew that this was the strength of the old man's blood.
With exhaustion, the essence of the body is also passing away, and in the end, all that is left is an empty shell.
The person who sounded the horn of the Heavenly Soldiers was Captain Shihu, one of the three great captains of the Bloodstone Tribe. In the Bloodstone Tribe, every tribesman who wanted to join the human warriors had to let all the warriors see this. This was to be delivered in the future.
The brothers at the back, they are facing the powerful clans from all over the world, and what they want is a fighting spirit that is not afraid of life and death.
Walking to the front of two thousand soldiers is a kind of pressure. Facing two thousand soldiers, even if no one takes action and there is not even a trace of energy and blood fluctuation, there is still an extremely depressing atmosphere, because this is a human warrior.
Everyone's hands are stained with blood. They fought against the aliens and survived. No one has evil energy on them. Even if they suppress it with all their strength, two thousand people together will give people the illusion of a mountain falling apart.
The horns of the Heavenly Soldiers whined, reaching dozens of miles away. The Bloodstone Tribe was silent for ten miles in all directions, and all the nearby wild beasts were dormant. This was a suffocating oppression, and an invisible trend was spreading.
Captain Shihu, this is a middle-aged man, he is dressed in green leather armor, holding a red war spear, the war spear is like blood, glowing with scarlet blood in the sun, in his hand, a dark spear
The horn has the shadow of a wild beast branded on it. It is a cow with a triangular head, each of which curls toward the sky.
In front of Captain Shihu, there were dozens of people including Shi Lei, Shi Qian, Yunshan, and Shi Yuan, and dozens of young men. Facing two thousand soldiers, even if they had experienced blood, they couldn't help but tighten their hearts and hold their hands.
The soldiers' hands were strong, their blood was boiling, and their hearts were burning.
The two thousand soldiers were motionless when the horn sounded. Even their eyes were staring straight ahead. In front of them were nearly a hundred corps commanders and more than a dozen centurions. Among the thousands of soldiers, Shi Hu was the only one.
Some of the powerful men above the rank of corps commander are in retreat, some are in the wild ancient forest, and some are responsible for patrolling the tribe to prevent foreign invasion.
The sound of Xiao Yi's footsteps was not loud, but it was clearly heard at this moment. Captain Shihu's eyes fell on him, and then he was slightly startled, with a strange look in his eyes.
Shi Lei and Yun Shan looked at each other, puzzled but did not say anything. Xiao Yi carried Shi Gong on his back and walked straight over, regardless of the looks of these young men. After half a cup of tea, he walked up to the two thousand soldiers.
An overwhelming force as heavy as a mountain suddenly rushed towards him. He suddenly turned around and stood alone in front. The aura belonging to two thousand soldiers suddenly hit him. He remained motionless and endured it alone. His eyes were calm and not timid at all.
, looking at each other with two thousand soldiers.
Shi Gong!
Many soldiers looked behind Xiao Yi, and they were shocked. This was an old tribesman. He was also a soldier many years ago. When many of them were still young, the middle-aged Shi Gong
Waving war swords, covered in blood, there were many seniors who were also fighting thousands of immortals in front of this mountain wall.
And such a veteran soldier who has been fighting for his whole life has actually reached a certain stage today. His energy and blood are exhausted, his face is wrinkled, his back is stooped, his thin body is almost like a rotten wood, and his vitality is like a bonfire that is about to go out.
It was swaying in the cold wind.
Some middle-aged soldiers sighed in their hearts. Unknowingly, decades have passed like this. Unknowingly, they have also grown old. I don’t know how many scars have accumulated on their bodies. The old ones are gone, and the new ones have appeared.
Now that we are here, there are not many old people around us anymore, and there are many new faces.
"Xiao Yi." Captain Shihu's voice sounded. He looked at this young man, whom he hadn't seen for a year. He had almost undergone earth-shaking changes. The frail figure had disappeared, and he could feel the blood stained on this body.
, its richness is still higher than that of many warriors.
"You want to join our human warrior division."
"Yes!" Xiao Yi's voice was calm and loud.
"Okay." Captain Shihu nodded, then he glanced at the many young men and said, "If you want to join the warrior division, you need two things, strength and archery skills. As long as you have the strength of the Ten Jun, and the archery skills reach the breaking point,
If you are in the Feng Realm and make good progress within a hundred feet, you can join the War Master and become a warrior."
When many young people heard this, their eyes immediately turned to the front. In front of them, stood dozens of dark green stones as tall as one person. The stones had sharp edges and corners, glowing with a faint green glow in the sunlight.
"Blue iron stone, you have to leave a one-foot-deep fist mark on it. Each inch deep is a jun's force. It can withstand at most a full blow from a beginner who has just entered the blood refining process." Captain Shihu said calmly, "
start!"
Many young people were shocked and had been practicing for several years, waiting for this day.
At that moment, a young man stepped out. He took a few steps to a piece of blue iron stone and managed to calm down. It was a kind of pressure to punch in front of two thousand soldiers. The next moment, he exhaled loudly, and his right arm was pale green.
Full of energy, he punched out violently.
Bang!
The green iron stone shook for a while, and the young man's entire fist sank into the stone. When he stopped his hand, Captain Shihu nodded and said: "The fist mark is one foot and two inches, pass!"
A hint of joy appeared on the young man's face, but it quickly disappeared and he stepped aside. It's not over yet.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One boy after another, the girls took action one after another. They tried their best and passed. No one was surprised. If you want to join the warriors, you must have enough cultivation. Those who come today are all sure of their own strength.
If the basic strength cannot be achieved, becoming a soldier is just a joke.
Shi Yuan also passed by immediately, and the fist mark was one foot and one inch deep. He looked at Xiao Yi with a very ugly look. He didn't believe that Xiao Yi's cultivation level improved so quickly. At the same time, he was also suspicious in his heart. He said goodbye to the Gong Palace that day, but later he looked carefully
Thinking about it, he felt more and more wrong. He didn't want to believe it. He wanted to witness it with his own eyes at this moment. (Please vote for recommendations so that Shi Bu can see that everyone has the same passion as Shi Bu, and Shi Bu's blood is burning.)