Facts and events have proven that the fate of being hit by the pretty girl next door while walking on the street and making her secretly fall in love is just an absurd but beautiful wish that exists in daydreams.【】

Around the lake, which seemed incompatible with the wilderness and had an atmosphere of a fairyland on earth, not to mention any rare treasures, not even a special spiritual herb was found. It was boring for Feng Yang to search for one.

Even my long-cherished wish to pile up monster excrement could not be fulfilled.

In addition to the rich and pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth that can speed up cultivation in this place, the only thing worthy of Feng Yang's nostalgia is perhaps the rather sweet lake water. At least drinking the lake water here will not cause stomach upset.

After staying here in the lake for a whole month, Feng Yang was honored to break through the barrier of the third-grade Martial Immortal and reach the level of the fourth-grade Martial Immortal by relying on the rich and pure energy here.

Although the attack power of such pure spiritual energy is not ideal, Feng Yang has no worries in this regard. His attribute energy is a kind of physical potential and can assimilate most types of energy in an instant, including this spiritual energy. The inflow of spiritual energy

In his body, the body's potential can be assimilated into attribute energy, and his attack power naturally increases instead of decreasing.

A month here, the air is fresh, the environment is elegant and secluded, it seems to be able to cultivate a person's sentiments. A month of ordinary cultivation life, let Feng Yang sum up an equally awesome life principle, that is, things fall from the sky.

It may be possible to reach the sky in one fell swoop, but only after a population of billions falls on one’s own body.

On his own head, the odds are as slim as the chance that Xiaoqiang, who is occasionally shot to death with a shoe, is actually an ancient monster that has not yet awakened. He is sitting back and enjoying the fruits of the pie with the idea of ​​​​having a pie from the sky. It is not certain whether it can hit him on the head. Even if

If you really smash a piece of pie, you will probably be smashed to death or become a brain-dead patient.

All of this can be summed up in one sentence: to be a down-to-earth person.

So the simple and honest Feng Yang began to walk down to earth step by step, focusing on the ground to see if there were any treasures left behind by a strong man.

After a month, all the powerful men from major cities gathered in the Sunset Mountains and entered the Sunset City. In the context of the life-and-death battle between the entire human race and the warcraft, everyone's heart was stronger than that of a certain person who was hiding in the lake and practicing leisurely.

Each animal has a greater sense of national mission and responsibility. No matter how much grudges and hatreds he had before, he has put them aside at this moment and concentrates on fighting against the army of monsters.

There are at least tens of millions of cultivators gathered in the Sunset Mountains, most of whom are masters of the Martial Emperor level. There are millions of Martial Immortal warriors, but there are only tens of thousands of Martial God warriors, and there are only a handful of warriors above the fourth grade Martial God.

There are hundreds of people. As for the Martial Saints, only three are known to others.

All three martial saints were present, directing the battle and assisting in killing the monsters.

In a population of billions, there are only tens of thousands of Martial Gods and three Martial Saints. After the war between humans and demons thousands of years ago, many powerful men fell with various peerless skills, resulting in their skills and martial arts being reduced by several

It can be said that the tiger is not at home and the monkey is the king.

This shows how low the probability of producing a Martial God is, especially for a Martial God of Grade 4 or above. It takes tens of millions of people to produce just one. Each of them can be said to be a human dragon, a dragon tyrannosaurus, and all are limited editions.

This person cannot be hurt by any god of war.

This battle between humans and demons could be said to be shocking, and the fight lasted day and night in darkness.

Although the personal combat power of the strong Martial Emperors is not worth mentioning, the offensive combined by the huge number of tens of millions of Martial Emperors is something that even the strong Martial Saints cannot ignore. Think about the scene where tens of millions of attacks are launched simultaneously,

How spectacular and terrifying that would be.

No cultivator should be underestimated. As the saying goes, a thousand-mile embankment is destroyed by an ant nest. If there are too many ants that can bite people, they can also tear apart huge monsters.

The war between humans and demons lasted for a whole month. The Sunset Mountains were a river of blood. The corpses of flying monsters and land monsters were everywhere. Human corpses could also pile up into a mountain. Without awakening the ancient monsters, the army of monsters was doubtful.

He is the leader of the group and has not organized a few beautiful offensives.

On the human side, there are three great martial saints who are guiding the country, cutting through thorns and thorns, morale is high, and the combat power value has soared for a time. Without the ancient monsters to command, the leader of the army of monsters can finally withstand the desperate offensive of humans and is beaten.

The army was defeated, and in the end they could only step on the corpses of the same kind and wander in a pool of blood to retreat, and each returned to their stronghold in the Warcraft Mountains.

The flying monsters suffered the most serious casualties. At least more than half of the millions of flying monsters were damaged and eventually left one after another. These flying monsters were extremely fast, they came ferociously, and they retreated ferociously, and they quickly disappeared from human sight.

The first battle between humans and Warcraft was successful, but is this really a perfect ending?

It turns out that this was just the beginning of a killing spree.

When the monsters were repulsed and humans no longer had any worries about their lives, the greedy and cruel nature of humans began to be fully revealed.

As a result of this war between humans and demons, at least millions of monsters died, including many level seven or even eight-level monsters. This is definitely a huge amount of wealth that many powerful people cannot imagine and are crazy about.

What does wealth mean?

It represents identity, status, strength, power, and everything.

So with such huge wealth in front of you, what can most inspire is the greed hidden deep in human hearts that is not often revealed.

Everyone feels that they are indispensable and have contributed in this war between humans and demons. All the corpses of the monsters left behind also have their own share. Those superpowers want to monopolize these wealth, which others cannot tolerate.

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Therefore, after the war between humans and Warcraft, the passionate collision between humans and humans was inevitable. Several foreign forces and the local superpowers in Sunset City fought for the huge wealth left behind.

Some individual gangs are also trying to get a share of the pie. Naturally, these individuals are not alone. They all have many brothers and companions. These people have relatively strong team fighting capabilities. They have many advantages in small battles and have robbed many Warcraft, but nothing can be done.

Those super powerful forces, with their large numbers of people, often choose to attack individual gangs who have robbed many magical beasts. This cycle leads to an unprecedented bloody battle.

The major forces use murderous intent to arouse human beings, and their methods are more brutal and cruel than the methods used to kill monsters.

At first, the purpose was to fight for monsters in exchange for wealth, but gradually when relatives and friends around them were killed, everyone was aroused to the anger in their bodies, and eventually it turned into a naked killing.

If you kill my sister-in-law, I will kill your brother-in-law and your brother-in-law's wife, plus his brother-in-law's wife's parents and parents' parents.

"This is humankind." Bai Jie, one of the three great martial saints, is a strong man in his early thirties, but no one knows his actual age. He and the other two martial saints are standing on the edge of Sunset City.

After this battle, I couldn't help but shake my head in disappointment.

"So the battle between humans and monsters has never been truly victorious. The bloody lessons of the battle between humans and monsters thousands of years ago still failed to awaken these people." Chifeng old man Tang Zhuo, also known as Lan Long's

The master's appearance also betrays his true age. He looks like a mature and steady man, and his expression is exactly the same as that of the master Bai Jie.

Ruthless Sword Lu Yi is the most powerful and handsome of the three martial saints, but his influence is not as influential as that of Saint Bai Jie and Chifeng Old Man Tang Zhuo. After all, Bai Jie and Tang Zhuo are miraculous doctors who can bring people back to life.

One is an eighth-level Talisman Technician. Although the ruthless sword Lu Yi has the most powerful combat power, it is not as valuable as the Miracle Doctor and Talisman Technician.

He had an indifferent temperament and said coldly: "I like to deal with Warcraft. At least Warcraft does not have the dark side of humans. They will not kill each other for profit without resorting to any means. Humans just destroy themselves again and again."

"To be honest, once the Warcraft launches its attack on Sunset City thousands of years ago, I may choose to protect myself wisely. There is no need for me to be a so-called national hero for such a human being. Even if the mainland will eventually fall into the territory of Warcraft, but

At least it can maintain a relatively dark-free atmosphere, which I like even in Dancing with the Devil."

"When a disaster is approaching, who can survive alone?" Tang Zhuo, the old man from Chifeng, smiled, not at all aware of the imminent war or heaviness, but rather as if he was expressing his normal calmness in a duel between two children.

"The Ruthless Sword really lives up to its name, but you are here this time." Bai Jie, the holy hand, smiled calmly: "I can cure any disease in the world, but I can't cure your heart disease."

Speaking of this, Saint Bai Jie remembered an interesting thing. He said with a teasing smile: "Before, a person used the method of pulling the soul power to deliver a message to me. That soul power is really terrifying. It will definitely be with you, Tang Zhuo."

Above, but I don’t know where he is now. I really want to see what kind of person he is."

Is the soul power superior to Tang Zhuo?

Tang Zhuo is an eighth-level talisman technician, and his soul power is definitely among the best in the mainland. The soul power above Tang Zhuo is so powerful that even Jueqingjian and Tang Zhuo can't help but be a little surprised.

"For such a powerful person, I hope he won't fall into this catastrophe of monsters." Tang Zhuo said with a smile.

"I'm more curious about who fired that shocking arrow that allowed dozens of martial gods to escape a month ago." Jueqing Sword has an almost paranoid fanaticism for terrifyingly powerful martial arts. This is an innate

He has a thirst for knowledge and always wants to obtain more powerful martial arts to make his combat effectiveness stronger.

The killings here were in darkness and blood flowed like rivers, but the person who caused the catastrophe of the Warcraft was living a peaceful life leisurely in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

Feng Yang continued to practice day after day in this place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, no birds chirping, but the flowers were indeed fragrant. He occasionally practiced lung capacity in the lake, and otherwise wandered around the lake. The flame of the loser who picked up the treasure in his heart was always there.

It was not extinguished, and the days were lived peacefully and fulfillingly, with some hope.
Chapter completed!