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The desert was dry, and the prickly wind kept pouring into Wang Zhe's mouth. The three villains above the head were also messy in the wind, grabbing Wang Zhe's scalp desperately.

Not long after, Wang Zhe approached this ancient battlefield again. The smell of blood coming from the pavement could not be covered up even the dry wind and sand in the desert in a short time.

Wang Zhe jumped off the horse at this time, and rushed over with a horse and the target was too big, so he had to be careful.

"By the way, Lord Giant King, what's going on now?"

Hearing the rare wind war master Chen Mu, who spoke, Wang Zhe thought about it and told these three little Doudings about everything that had just entered this battlefield.

"So, the situation is now a veteran's difficulty starting?"

"Yes, compared to that Paladin, I think even if we all cooperate with the bearded man, it will be a dead end. But all the clues now lie in the bearded man.

Although he asked me to go to the Vatican, first, I don’t recognize the way, second, I don’t have any tokens, how can I go?

So this made me more sure that the bearded man was the key to breaking the deadlock, and he must be survived!"

Wang Zhe took a deep breath and explained his insights. He still had some ideas about his current situation.

"Is that guy that strong?"

Yan Xiao looked disbelief. You should know that the three little Doudings present were all level 4 strong men! Although they have all shrunk a hundred times...

"You will know later!" Wang Zhe glared at the uneasy little Douding fiercely.

"Is there any way?" Wang Zhe looked at the three little beans in front of him and asked again.

"I have a plan, I wonder if you, the Giant King, dare to give it a try!"

"Tell me."

Wang Zhe's eyes lit up. The powerful warriors who have been through the battlefield in this Tiantu Continent are indeed well-deserved.

Wang Zhe slowly leaned over to Chen Mu's plan, listening to Chen Mu's plan, but Chen Mu's face was stagnant as he was halfway through, but he still listened to Chen Mu finishing the plan.

Finally, in front of the other three little Doudings, he nodded with difficulty...

Wang Zhe lay behind the sand dune, breathing a sigh of relief, and below the sand dune was the edge of this ancient battlefield.

In the middle of the battlefield, there was wind and sand everywhere, mixed with the interweaving of light and shadow. Just a glance made Wang Zhe feel trembling.

It’s really a fight between gods and mortals suffer.

Just like what was more popular before, Jiaduobao and Wanglaoji fought, and they were gone...

In the distance is a golden sand dune.

In the distance of the rolling sand dunes are larger sand dunes.

Countless golden gravels are endless and the edges are not visible, and there is a more intense battle in the center of the battlefield.

There, Wang Zhe even saw an old vampire with black wings fighting with another paladin with white wings.

And there were also Heiduo with fangs swimming around the two of them, looking fiercely, as if he was sitting in the mountains and watching the tiger fight...

"Where did the bearded man and that paladin go? Have you gone to drink?"

Wang Zhe narrowed his eyes, slowly raised his foot, and touched the battlefield. The sunlight filled Wang Zhe's whole body.

But I didn't feel any warmth, but instead felt a burning feeling of flames, as if the blood in my body was boiling.

The body of this blood clan is still a bit weaker than those in the middle of the battlefield!

I guess I just transformed...

After the spiritual energy recovery of the entire Xuanguo Federation, it has its own system of combat power assessment. At the current level of the world, there are four levels: mortal, transcendent, extraordinary, and snake-level…

The strength of the two men in the central battle on the battlefield should be in the middle or even the upper level of the snake level.

And I am just a young Arab who has just transcended... twice as much as a normal human body attribute.

And the snake-level is at least ten times the physical attributes of humans. I am like a little quail in front of those people...

As the rustling shoes trampled on the gravel, Wang Zhe walked forward step by step and walked towards the highest point of a sand dune in front.

Then he quickly put the hood on the linen clothes on his head. The thin and worn linen clothes played a little shade. Wang Zhe did not feel stuffy, but felt a hint of coolness spread throughout the body along the blood vessels.

The huge hood covered Wang Zhe's appearance and quickly shuttled through the battlefield. Perhaps because of his thin figure, he did not get too many obstacles along the way.

The sand was filled with corpses of soldiers or fugitives who died in battle. Among the corpses that were like sandbags on earth, there were also pools of smoke and dust like black gunpowder powder. It was the only thing left in this world after the death of the blood clan.

Wang Zhe picked up a gray-brown linen clothes from the ground and put them on his body, as if this was the only way to completely ignore the heat feeling brought to him by the sun.

Bang!

Suddenly, a huge dull sound rang out on the edge of the battlefield, and the rolled up sand and dust swept around.

A fair figure flew out of the sand and dust, and the man was already covered in blood.

The wound on his body was like an open mouth, rolling and wriggling. What was particularly noticeable was the thick bearded beard.

"Hahaha, please feel good! I am really worthy of being the Paladin of the Holy See... Cough cough cough..."

Hissing... The huge sword blade dragged the ground, and a knight wearing armor and with small wings with faint wings behind him slowly walked out of the sand and dust.

Compared to the bearded man, the paladin was really almost without any injuries. The bauhinia-patterned armor had at most several scars about inches deep.

"Asamay's blood-sucking scum, you will pay the price you deserve for your clan!"

Wearing a Corinthian helmet, I can't see the specific face of the knight.

However, his burly figure even if it is covered with a plate armor, it cannot be concealed at all. The height of standing alone looks 1.9 meters tall.

In contrast, although the bearded man on the opposite side was nearly 1.8 meters tall, he still had a shorter head in front of the Paladin.

And if you watch from a distance, the wings behind the Paladin are just blurred light wings.

If Wang Zhe compares the two men who are in the middle of the battlefield, if he compares them with himself, he is probably a powerful man with extraordinary combat power...

The power of five people...

Five times the physical attributes of a normal adult, hiss... Wang Zhe was so scared that he pulled the hood robe on his body again.

"So what? The rookie has brought things to the Vatican. Once he integrates into the crowd, you should know that you can't find him!"

The bearded man looked relaxed. As a blood clan, he had no idea how many years he had lived.
Chapter completed!