Sign in early! How can I lose after my rebirth?

Chapter 287

The battlefield at this moment is as quiet as night.

The people in Ancheng stared blankly at the blood dragon in the sky, their brains seemed to have been bombed.

Wait.

Isn't this the dark world where you can hum and ha after learning two secret books?

You are driving a blood dragon?

Cultivating immortals?

What the hell!

Are you playing the same game?

I can't figure it out.

The players can't figure it out at all.

But after they can't figure it out, they are extremely envious.

Step on the dragon and shock the whole audience.

So cool!

A real man is born between heaven and earth, how can he...

Ahem.

Heavenly demon.

That's right, this is definitely the characteristic of the Heavenly Demon.

So, how can you become a Heavenly Demon?

Compared to the shock of the players.

The army is excited.

Keep the peace.

On my side, there are also people keeping the peace.

It is no longer a fight where the strength gap needs to rely on fighting spirit.

As long as the fighting power of both sides is balanced.

Then they will definitely win for you to see!

Kata gradually climbed up from the deep pit on the ground.

Zhang Qing's tail flick did not kill him.

"Zhang Qing, you really dare to come!" Kata said with gloomy eyes.

Zhang Qing looked at him, trying to see something in his eyes.

But it's a pity.

This guy's identity as a cattle tribe did not inherit the temperament of the cattle tribe.

He hid very deeply.

"So, what have you prepared for me?" Zhang Qing asked curiously.

Behind the mountain city, it is either the imperial city or the abyss.

This time, either they are still shrinking or jumping out.

Look at this situation.

It seems that they are going to jump out.

The imperial city dare not jump out.

Then...

Is it the Gui tribe?

The next second.

The battlefield was swept by a strong wind, and the biting cold wind came from nowhere.

The temperature of the battlefield dropped rapidly.

And along with the ice and snow, violent mental power began to spread.

Frost and Snow Weird Clan?

Zhang Qing was stunned.

Shancheng is from the Supreme Mountain Range?

No, if it is the Supreme Mountain Range, the Frost and Snow Weird Clan will have too many opportunities to take action.

"No!"

Yun Xiaoxi beside him suddenly reminded.

"This kind of mental power is too strong. The Frost and Snow Weird Clan is not this way."

"What we see now is fake."

"There is no authority of the Abyss Sequence, only fake celestial phenomena."

"There are only a few upper-level Weird Clan in the Dark Realm who can achieve this level, such as the Sea Emperor Weird Clan of the Blue Sky Sea and the Tearing Weird Clan of the Mingyin Forest."

Zhang Qing suddenly realized.

Yun Xiaoxi is almost an encyclopedia of the Dark Realm.

This is due to her confusion about the future when she was looking for the second signpost after her promotion.

In confusion, he read all the books on the sixth floor, so he had a glimpse of the upper-level Weird Clan in the dark world and the various imperial city sequences.

"The Sea Emperor Weird Clan doesn't like to get involved with the sequencers on land, so the Tearing Voice Weird Clan is most likely behind the mountain city."

Sure enough.

In the blizzard.

Ten figures of the Tearing Voice Weird Clan appeared.

They were huge, humanoid, and almost four meters tall.

The key is that there is a big mouth on the chest.

Zhang Qing knew that the big mouth, once opened, could release a mental suppression that was extremely targeted at the sequencers.

Zhang Qing had seen it in Phoenix City.

"The sixth generation of the Abyss Sequence!" Yun Xiaoxi was shocked;

"The sixth generation of the Abyss Sequence is equivalent to the fourth sequence!"

"With the characteristics of the Tearing Voice Weird Clan, the suppression of the sequencers will be extremely great."

It was in the Tiancheng battlefield at the time.

A higher-level Weird Clan would not send so many upper-level members.

First of all, so many sixth-generation Weird Clans would be targeted.

After all, they rely on blood. The closer they are to their ancestors, the stronger their talents are.

Many powerful sequencers in the Tiancheng battlefield were secretly killed by them.

So in the Tiancheng battlefield, if there are too many sixth-generation ghosts, they will be targeted by the imperial city.

There are Tiancheng sequencers in the Tiancheng battlefield. If a prince is really killed, the truth will be covered up and cannot be found out.

But I never expected that here.

There would be so many sixth-generation ghosts.

This lineup is the lineup to kill the prince of the imperial city.

Yun Xiaoxi quickly said in Zhang Qing's ear;

"The ghost tribe has always been strong, but their high-end power, that is, the direct bloodline of the ancestors, disdains to take action."

"The bloodline is determined at birth, why fight to the death?"

"Enjoying it well is the right way for the upper ghost tribe."

"Be careful of the ten sixth-generation voice-tearing ghosts this time."

Zhang Qing nodded.

Ghosts in the wild, and messy ghosts.

It is indeed not strong.

Even the first and second sequence ghosts are not strong.

However.

Can you gain a foothold in the dark world?, and in the era of the imperial city's separatist rule, the ghosts who have been occupying a piece of land, could it be a 鶸?

If they were really weak, they would have been cleared out by the imperial city long ago.

They have their own unique features.

"Hello, Zhang Qing!"

One of the tearing voice ghosts said.

The next second.

The blizzard covered Zhang Qing completely, like a white cloud.

The blood dragon rolled in the white cloud, which had a taste of a dragon that could only be seen from the beginning but not the end.

However.

Under this taste, there was a fierce murderous intent!

Zhang Qing had no time to think about why the tearing voice ghosts took action, the battle had already begun.

Driving the blood dragon, Zhang Qing did not talk much with the other party.

He rushed directly.

Sure enough.

The tearing voice ghosts came to suppress the formation.

Ten ghosts, the big mouths on their chests opened.

The next second.

A mental force that suppressed the power of the sequence almost formed a domain, imprisoning Zhang Qing tightly inside.

The blood dragon slightly disintegrated.

But its body came from the secret blood of the Daotong level, so it was not greatly affected.

Yun Xiaoxi turned into a miniature and stood on Zhang Qing's shoulder at the first time.

She was greatly affected.

If she didn't hang on Zhang Qing at the first time, she would most likely become a breakthrough.

After seeing Yun Xiaoxi turn into a miniature, the tearing sound strange tribe frowned slightly.

Perhaps, in their thoughts.

Yun Xiaoxi is also their target.

"How do you feel? Do you want to retreat?" Yun Xiaoxi asked softly on Zhang Qing's shoulder.

Zhang Qing grinned;

"Logically speaking, the tearing sound strange tribe should have a bottom line in their hearts."

"After the power of the sequence is affected, who else can be my opponent in close combat?"

Pulling out the long sword, Zhang Qing waved it.

The Dao beacon skill was affected.

There was a blockage in the release.

Well, this is also the real reason why the blood dragon was affected.

Boom.

A figure suddenly rushed over.

It was Kata.

He led the way, and the huge axe in his hand chopped directly at him.

Zhang Qing blocked it with the long sword in his hand.

It bounced back immediately.

At this moment, Zhang Qing's face moved slightly.

This axe was as light as a cow's hair.

Good, good.

You all have your own ulterior motives, right!

Zhang Qing seemed to have returned to the time of Zicheng, and his brain began to work frantically.

After Kata retreated.

The remaining brothers and sisters of Kata rushed over.

Their axes were heavy.

And they didn't hold back.

Zhang Qing was besieged, but he stabilized the situation and didn't fight back much.

This time, it was a siege.

But.

It might not be him who was surrounded.

Someone was using him to set up a trap.

The real target...

Through the clouds, Zhang Qing saw a pair of eyes.

That was the founder of the Trampling Daoism---Kati!