The voices gradually became quiet, and the scattered shouts and roars returned to silence, and the smoke of gunpowders in the open battlefield was curling. The heat of the charred pits was steaming, and such pits were scattered everywhere. If you look down from the air, the giant's footprints became riddled with holes.

But at this time, no one paid attention to these.

Everyone sat on the ground, panting and breathing in the air greedily. Even the smell of gunpowder in the air seemed so charming, it was the best taste in the world.

Around them, there were minced meat everywhere.

It's great to survive.

They looked a little dull and their minds were full of this thought.

Iron soldiers patrolled the battlefield, patting the surviving soldiers to boost morale.

The battle was more intense than imagined. Even if they completed the encirclement, the enemy's tenacity was more outstanding than they thought. I have to say that this was somewhat ironic. These soldiers were ordinary soldiers from the Five Elements Heaven in the past, not even considered veterans. They had a very shallow strength and low fighting will, but now they have become an elite.

Even the iron soldiers who are enemies are full of admiration for them in their hearts.

He was a little confused.

He couldn't understand why in the Five Elements Heaven, he was just a group of wandering soldiers and brave men, and why when he arrived at the Blood of God, he could become an elite who was in desperate situation and did not collapse, but was a crazy counterattack?

Why?

Is the Five Elements Heaven so bad? No one is willing to work hard for it?

He didn't have the joy of victory at all, but was shrouded in a layer of haze. Thinking of Mrs. Ye and the open and secret struggles between the cities, he felt inexplicably irritated.

OK, what does it have to do with yourself?

He is just the radical of the Military and Human Resources Department and has no power. But can he turn it around by himself? No.

The iron soldier looked up at the sky, and the silver mask reflected the sky covered by gunpowder.

"A Tie."

Kunlun's reminder alarmed the somewhat distracted iron soldier. He withdrew his gaze and saw Shi Xueman and others walking towards him.

He immediately adjusted his emotions, threw away the messy thoughts, met them, raised his metal arm, and said solemnly: "Thanks to you this time, otherwise it would be really dangerous. I'm going to put the Iron Soldiers."

This is not a polite word, but the truth.

The Chongyun Spear played a crucial role in this victory. If the Chongyun Spear had not established a defensive position in advance, blocked the enemy's wave after wave of impact, and firmly stuck to the enemy, Tianfeng and the soldiers would have no chance to launch an attack on both wings.

When the opponent's death counterattack was on the verge of counterattack, Shi Xueman took the lead to block the enemy's craziest counterattack and completely destroyed the enemy's morale.

Otherwise, they will have to pay more casualties.

As a local war department, he is under the most dangerous and difficult tasks. The Iron Soldiers admire him very much. The strength of the Chongyun Spear is actually stronger than that of the soldiers and Tianfeng. It really makes people praise him, the general's tiger girl.

Yun Rantian in Shi Xueman's hand raised slightly, greeted the two of them, and said, "You are so kind. Your battle plan and the concerted efforts of everyone are the key to our victory. Shi Xueman."

Kunlun looked at Shi Xueman with curiosity, and raised his sword to greet him: "I am Heng Kunlun."

At the first glance of the two female radicals, they had a bit of affection for each other. Kunlun was the first master of swordsman, who was invincible in the battlefield and was extremely sharp. Shi Xueman came from a famous family and had a great strength far surpassing ordinary masters.

There are countless war radicals nowadays, but there are very few female radicals. There are only two of them who are so young.

The two have different temperaments, Shi Xueman is firm and calm, and Heng Kunlun is sharp and sharp.

"Is Ai Hui okay?"

The sudden question from the Tiebingren surprised Shi Xueman. The Tiebingren actually knew Ai Hui?

She said, "He was injured. When we left, his injuries were not healed."

The Iron Bingren was shocked and asked with concern: "Is he injured? Is he seriously injured?"

Shi Xueman glanced at him, and the iron soldier's tone was not as fake as he asked directly: "You are very familiar with Ai Hui?"

Iron Bingren said: "I have been in Matsuma City for a while."

Shi Xueman suddenly realized and explained: "He was infected with the wormwood fruit. Although the toxicity has been relieved, his body has also suffered considerable trauma."

Hearing the moth fruit, the iron soldier showed a look of fear in his eyes. Later, he felt relieved when he heard the poison was relieved. He shook his head and said, "He used to be injured often, and he always made himself covered in bruises, and even practiced like that."

When I thought of Matsuma City, I rescued Ai Hui and Duanmu, who were naked outside the Xuanjin Tower, and a smile appeared on my face behind the mask.

A gentle figure broke into his memory.

The smile solidified behind the cold mask. The unspeakable sorrow and pain made him forget his breathing at that moment. The smile melted bitterly behind the mask. He tried his best to forget it for so many years, but it turned out that he still hadn't forgotten it.

There are no vows, no magnificence, only warm sunshine, only gentle smile as beautiful as dreams. So short, so real, so cruel, it is the deadliest poison in the world, lurking in the deepest part of the heart.

All this is something you should bear.

He said to himself in his heart.

"A Tie."

He suddenly woke up, and then saw Kunlun's slightly worried eyes and came back to his senses. The pain retreated like a tide and quietly disappeared in the deepest part of his heart.

How can people who live so much pretentious?

Such a beautiful dream has happened, so lucky in this life.

His eyes returned to deeper, like a river flowing quietly, without seeing the waves, and said, "I think of some things about Matsuma City."

Shi Xueman thought the Iron Soldiers were thinking of the bloody battle in Songjian City, and Jiang Wei, Sang Zhijun and others looked at the Iron Soldiers much softer.

Shi Xueman didn't talk nonsense and simply asked: "What should I do next?"

The others looked at the Iron Soldiers. The victory of this battle also made everyone quite recognize the Iron Soldiers' abilities.

The iron soldier didn't say anything, his eyes exposed from the silver mask swept across the battlefield, and those tired and dull faces reflected in his vision, and he sighed in his heart. In fact, what he needed most at this time was rest. Most of the three battle units were newcomers. The first battle was so difficult, and it was quite difficult for everyone to not collapse. Even if they won, they would be at the end of their strength.

However, time is life at this moment.

In the frontal battle between the two sides, the Blood of God has an absolute upper hand. The Five Elements Heaven relies more on the defense of the defense line to resist the Blood of God's attack.

This failure shocked the blood of God.

The blood of God will definitely react. They are stationed in the army of the North Sea Wall. This casualty is not enough to hurt them, but it will anger them.

Angry beasts are more dangerous, but they also have more flaws.

There is only one opportunity, but you will never come again if you lose it.

This is true for most things in life.

At this moment, his pity for life became meaningless. His eyes were cold and heartless.

“I have an idea.”

Matsuma Valley.

Ai Hui, wearing the armor of the Demon God, dared not waste time and energy. He was carefully observing his body. The armor of the Demon God is still extremely mysterious in Ai Hui's eyes, but Ai Hui has extraordinary insight into combat and cultivation.

There is no free lunch in the world, and power will never come out of thin air. The ancient magic weapon flying sword consumed spiritual power, while the current heavenly soldiers consumed Yuan power.

What does the Demon God’s Armor consume?

He guessed that the Demon God's armor consumed life force.

Taking off the Demon God's armor was weak, which made Ai Hui feel that he was only one step away from dying. This was still the case with bandages. If there were no bandages, Ai Hui had no doubt that he would be drained by the Demon God's armor. In order to replenish his energy, he would need to take a leaf of the Beiming Dark King Tree every time he came out.

Of course, this is just Ai Hui's guess. He has not yet reached the realm of defining vitality.

However, from another perspective, Ai Hui believed in his guess. Will a demon who hopes to be resurrected and reborn be friendly? That is not a demon.

Ai Hui is not optimistic about this at all.

As long as there is a chance to turn against each other, how could a pride like a demon let his body be driven by others?

Guessing, at this time, not to mention guessing, even if it is the case, Ai Hui has no other way to imagine except to bite the bullet. The limited leaves of the Beiming Dark King tree, which can relieve and stabilize the injuries, means that he cannot use the Demon God Armor infinitely.

So once it is used, he will definitely devote himself to it.

He tried several solutions, but so far, he has not found the right method. Ai Hui realized that something might have been wrong with his thinking.

Maybe a different idea?

It is common for Ai Hui to encounter setbacks in cultivation. Most of his practice is to explore and summarize by himself. After encountering countless setbacks, he gradually found some tricks to solve setbacks. Sometimes, changing angles and thinking can often have good results.

Instead of rashly wearing the Demon God's armor, he thought carefully for a long time, and an idea in his mind was formed to clarify his goals.

With complete thoughts, he wore the armor of the demon god.

The world has become different again.

Ai Hui was already familiar with this feeling. This time he did not try other powers, but instead put all his mind on himself.

The flesh and blood are dry and the vitality is dim, and wisps of tiny lights wander between the flesh and blood.

These tiny electric lights were the residue of the last time that thunder entered the body and were also the culprit that destroyed his body's vitality. The flesh and blood cannot grow in an environment full of electric light, which is easy to understand.

Thunder is the nemesis of almost all creatures.

etc!

According to common sense, with so many electric lights wandering, the remaining flesh and blood will gradually wither until it is destroyed. But it is not. His injuries are very serious, but if he does not use any power, Ai Hui will not be in danger of his life.

Ai Hui noticed that his flesh and blood had become different from before.

A bold idea popped up in Ai Hui's mind.
Chapter completed!