Battling Records of the Chosen One

Chapter 687

The tenacity of the grey shadow man's vitality is indeed extremely abnormal. In addition, he also has many magical secrets, and his combat effectiveness is unusually fierce and treacherous.

Such a person made it difficult for Lintian to kill him immediately. It can be imagined how distinguished he would be among the Witch and barbarian.

In this bloodkilling battlefield, if it is allowed to live, it will only bring unpredictable hidden dangers to the imperial camp.

Because the other party is still a natural assassin who is proficient in assassination!

Lintian was completely spared, even if he knew that in this dangerous blood killing battlefield, continuous physical exertion would be disadvantageous to himself, he would not hesitate.

Collapse!

Another spirit arrow shot out like a soul locking rainbow outside the sky. It was ethereal and unpredictable. In a moment, it exploded half of the other party's body and splashed blood.

The grey Shadow Man screamed, blackened with pain and almost fainted.

Since his debut, he has never been chased and killed like this, nor has he experienced such an embarrassing and dangerous encounter.

This made him mad with anger and tremble with fear. At this time, he deeply realized the horror of the so-called strongest way.

Even though he was about to touch this realm, he had not arrived after all. Because of this, he underestimated Lintian's horror.

Shua!

Lintian's figure was flashing and rushed forward madly. The other party was almost collapsed and could not support it. This was the best time to kill.

But on the way, Lintian suddenly stopped, and his black eyes stared at the distance with some surprise.

"Shit!"

Lintian finally couldn't help scolding, and then without hesitation, he retreated decisively and fled in the opposite direction, three points faster than before!

Boom!

Just after Lin xungang left, a terrible breath came down to this area, like a master approaching, which changed the color of heaven and earth and set off a terrible wind.

"Little Lord!"

Accompanied by a startling cry, an old man with thin figure, dark complexion and filled with rolling gray air flow suddenly appeared.

Looking at the miserable gray shadow man whose half body was blown open, the old man's face turned blue and a pair of terrible beams of light burst out from his eyes.

"Young master, be patient for the time being. The old slave went to kill the thief first!"

In an instant, under the old man's terrible mind, he immediately found Lintian who was running away in the distance.

"Don't go!"

Only when the old man was about to start, the gray shadow man roared to stop it.

"Little Lord, the opportunity is fleeting!"

The old man is in a hurry.

"I said, don't go!"

The grey Shadow Man roared and looked very bad.

He opened his mouth and swallowed a pill. Suddenly, surging blood appeared all over his body. The original broken half of his body recovered in the blink of an eye.

But his face was pale, almost transparent, and his breath was weak to the point that the oil lamp was dry, as if he would fall at any time.

"That boy is my prey. No one can touch him except me!"

The grey shadow man clenched his teeth and showed a cruel color in his eyes.

Today's defeat was a great humiliation for him, and he was holding back his anger.

More importantly, since he practiced, he finally saw the strongest path in the legend for the first time, and even realized that if he wanted to step into this realm, killing the Terran youth was the most effective means!

That's why he stopped the old man.

"Young Lord, who could hurt you just now?"

The old man knew that the best time to kill the enemy had been lost at this time, but he was puzzled that there were still people who could defeat the young master in the bloody battlefield.

This is incredible!

But he knows very well that as the prince of the dark man's line, the young Lord is so amazing in talent that he deserves to be the first person of the young generation of the dark man's line.

Even the king of dark barbarians once said that with the posture of less masters, he can have his own place when the dispute of the great world comes!

But now, the young Lord has failed. He has failed so miserably that he is almost in danger of death. How can the old man not be surprised?

If this kind of thing goes back to dark man, it must cause a big earthquake!

Even if it is known by other eight pulse groups of wuman, it will be shocked!

They are dark pretty, but they are the most detached and mysterious among the nine veins. Now their most gifted Prince is almost killed. Who can not be shocked?

At the thought that if he came later this time, the old man would be in a cold sweat, which made his face more ugly. He wanted to rush over and kill the enemy immediately.

"Huang Yun, you know the purpose of my experience in the bloodkilling battlefield in recent years is to set foot on the real top road with the help of killing."

The grey shadow man took a deep breath and said slowly, "today, I saw it! I also personally experienced the power of the Jue Top Road... It's absolutely beyond imagination. It's like the king of a territory. It can be invincible in this territory!"

At last, his eyes burst out a fiery look: "what I want is such an opponent. Only by killing him can I get the opportunity to set foot on the top!"

The opponent is a king in the Terran cave!

The old man also took a breath of cool air secretly. He was a little shocked. For many years, he had never heard of such a strong man born in the Empire.

How could one suddenly appear today?

Suddenly, the old man felt a strong regret. If he had known this, he should have shot him and killed him immediately!

Once such a guy rises, it will be a great disaster for their wuman family!

"Pretty nine, I need you to do one thing."

Suddenly, the grey shadow man said, "go and help me collect some information about this person. To be the most detailed, I need to fully understand this opponent!"

The old man called manjiu asked, "young Lord, what does this man look like, how old is he, and are there any specific characteristics?"

The grey shadow man thought about it, described Lintian's appearance, and then said, "it should be easy to find him, because he is definitely no more than 20 years old, and he is still a teenager! If nothing happens, he should have just arrived at the blood killing battlefield."

Boy!

Step on the top path in the cave?

Pretty nine hearts trembled and his face changed slightly. It was terrible for such a young boy to set foot in the realm of king!

"Remember, you are only responsible for the news. If you dare to do something to him, I will never spare you!"

The grey shadow man opened his mouth coldly, and his eyes stared at pretty nine. There was a taste that could not be violated.

He knows manjiu's ability. He has stepped into the realm of "manwang" with one foot. He can be called a half step king. If he does it himself, he can certainly kill the young man.

But that's not what he wants!

"The old slave understands."

Manjiu took orders. Although he disagreed, he had to obey.

It can be imagined that the status of the grey shadow man in the dark man is so lofty.

"Here comes the opportunity... This time, I must seize it!"

The gray shadow man murmured and flashed in his eyes.

……

Hundreds of miles away.

Lintian looked gloomy, and there was a strong reluctance in his heart.

Lintian almost killed the grey shadow man, but he was destroyed by a terrorist who suddenly arrived, which made Lintian want to swear.

"Although that terrible breath is slightly weaker than the real king of the realm of life and death, it's not much worse. I'm afraid one foot has set foot in the realm of the king..."

Lintian was also a little wary. There were some important people at the king level of life and death in the blood killing battlefield, which became more and more dangerous.

However, Lintian also knew that in general, such roles would never be deployed easily. Even if they were deployed, they could only deal with the existence of the same level as them.

"It's getting dark..."

Lintian was awed and didn't dare to think more. He hurried to the place where the sunset sank.

When the night comes, the bloodkilling battlefield will be ten times more terrible than the day, and there will be many unpredictable robberies and dangers. Generally speaking, neither the enemy nor the practitioners on the imperial side rarely choose to go out at night.

This is what Zhao Tailai specially told.

Shua!

Lintian's figure flickered forward, and there was a cracking sound in his hand from time to time, which was the sound of the high-level Spirit Crystal breaking powder after being absorbed.

Lintian also consumed a lot of energy in a fierce battle just now, so he had to hurry up to replenish.

At this moment, it showed that the environment of bloodkilling battlefield was bad. There was no spiritual power at all, and it could only be supplemented by spiritual crystal and spiritual medicine.

The most fatal thing is that Lin Xunxiu is powerful and unparalleled, which may enable him to fight for a long time, but similarly, the number of high-level spirit crystals he needs to consume to restore his strength has become amazing.

According to Lintian's estimation, the high-level spirit crystals he brought were only enough for him for seven days at most. If there was a fierce battle, the consumption would only be faster.

The only thing that reassured Lintian was that in the imperial camp, he could get the corresponding material supplement by virtue of military merit.

These include Lingjing and danyao.

Along the way, the trace of the enemy began to be scarce, which meant that it was not far from the imperial camp.

Even so, there were more than ten battles on the way, but they were all spies and outposts of the Witch and man alien side. They didn't have any powerful characters. They were pushed by Lintian all the way, and unexpectedly gained a lot of booty.

Before long, night finally fell. Between heaven and earth, a layer of depressing silence suddenly shrouded.

The wind stopped, and the smell of blood and putrefaction in the air was like stagnation and freezing. There was a creepy dead silence, quiet and terrible.

Lintian suddenly turned around and felt the huge power of the spirit, which made him realize that there seemed to be many "horrors" in the desolate world behind him.

"Sure enough, the bloody battlefield in the dark night is the most terrible..."

Lintian was also shocked. Without hesitation, he strode forward.

In front, there is a watchtower, thousands of feet high, on which lights are lit, just like eternal light, which is very eye-catching in the dark.

Further away, you can clearly see that rows of lights are like fire dragons, winding around a mountain layer by layer, illuminating a night sky.

An obsidian flag is hung on the watchtower and illuminated by lights. Each flower is like soaked in blood and blooming in the night, with a solemn smell.

This is the Empire camp!

The strongest defense line of the Empire, in which the elite division of the empire is stationed and many different practitioners are distributed.

They are stationed here, defending the imperial territory behind them, fighting here and surviving here.

When Lintian saw the light, the flag and the barracks buildings as dazzling as a fire dragon, Lintian remembered that sentence again——

"The Obsidian flower is invincible because of killing blood, and the Empire survives because of war"!

……

"Who's coming!"

There was still a thousand feet away from the watchtower. A big drink sounded. At the same time, a light column came and lit up Lintian's figure in the night.

Lintian narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately found that there were close guard forces around the blockhouse, all of them were strong and fierce.

"Eh, a little guy? Who brought it? What about your family? Why did you arrive at the camp after dark?" A guard poked his head out of the watchtower and asked loudly.

But soon, his eyes were frozen and he noticed that there was a huge backpack like a hill on Lintian's back, which seemed to have great impact.

"Boss, it seems that there are......" someone whispered.

"God, I smell the bloody smell of witch's miscellaneous. I can even judge that there are gold's miscellaneous teeth, fire's miscellaneous breast, earth's miscellaneous arms... A lot!"

There was a whisper near the watchtower.

Almost at the same time, Lintian was keenly aware that his eyes were sweeping at him recklessly, especially when he noticed the luggage on his back, he took a touch of greed more or less.

"Little guy, put your backpack down. We need to check it. Otherwise, we can't let you into the barracks."

The Guard commander on the watchtower spoke.

Lintian's eyes flashed, and there was an invisible killing opportunity on his face.

The place where the imperial barracks are stationed can be said to be as solid as gold, and the defense force is strict. However, they should be vigilant against witches and barbarians, not imperial practitioners like him.

Similarly, Lintian had never heard of it. He had to check his belongings even when he entered a camp gate.

Whether it was the Guard commander or the nearby guards, it was clear that they were deliberately making things difficult, and the greed in their eyes also made Lintian realize that the other party would have no good intention to do so.

Lintian had almost killed all the way since he entered the blood killing battlefield today. He thought he could have a good rest when he arrived at the camp. Who thought he had encountered such a thing.

This made him feel a little bad.

He was not afraid to kill the enemy, but he hated the strife and provocation between practitioners in the same camp.

Lin Xunli stood there motionless, which made the Guard commander very upset. He was only a young man with no hair, but he dared not listen to orders alone, which made him sink in face, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and shouted: "little fellow, why don't you listen to orders? Are you pregnant with a ghost? When the night is coming, you are the only one who is late, which seems too strange."

Then he waved his big hand and said, "come on, go and bring him here. I have reason to suspect that this boy is a spy sent by the witch bastard. You must check it carefully!"

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PS: after reading this chapter, I hope children's shoes will not forget to vote for Tianjiao as the "best work".