God of Life and Death

Chapter 2889: Shenfengwei

The eye sockets of the forest trees are moist.

I don’t know what to say!

"My son, I can't ask for these resources. I know my own qualifications. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even be able to step into the real fairyland level! To be able to get to this step, I am already very contented in my heart. !"

Lin Mu declined.

The last resource given by Fang Yue is more precious than many of the previous resources.

Regardless of whether those immortal stones are just the origin of immortality, they can be encountered but not sought.

"Listen to me, accept it! The future calamity is coming, and perhaps the conditions for participating in the war start are the level of the Great Holy Realm. The virtual fairyland is just a small boss. The true fairyland will become the real mainstay of it! If you are not strong enough, , Maybe in the future I won’t even be qualified to save my life! I don’t want my subordinates to be dragging oil bottles!"

Fang Yue said sternly.

Seeing Fang Yue's firm expression, Lin Mu finally accepted Fang Yue's resource.

At this moment, Lin Mu suddenly made an oath in his heart. He Lin Mu will only follow Fang Yue in this life.

The heaven and the earth are immortal, this heart will not change!

"Also, I have three thousand low-grade immortal stones here. These resources are also at your disposal. If a practitioner of the virtual fairyland level wants to break into the true fairyland, you can take it out to help a little! But the other party must be me The talent of the pillars of the human race!

Fang Yue took out the last storage bag.

At this moment, Lin Mu's heart really trembled!

what is this?

This represents an absolute trust!

Scholars die for confidants!

Lin Mu suddenly had such a sentence in his mind at this moment.

Fang Yue glanced at the forest.

"Don't be moved! As long as you work hard, I won't treat you badly in the future!"

When the two talked.

Hundreds of kilometers away, raging smoke rises, and the beacon tower is lit one after another, forming squares!

"The beasts of the Wind Clan are here again!"

Lin Mu couldn't help but clenched his fist when he saw the continuous beacon fire.

"Wind tribe?"

A faint cold light flashed in Fang Yue's eyes!

"How many people do you send to stop the wind tribe?"

Fang Yue asked.

Lin Mu pondered for a moment, and then said: "About a thousand-member group, the configuration of the thousand-member group is 800 cultivators at the sage level, 180 great sages, and 20 powerhouses at the virtual fairyland level. Such a configuration is already a high match at the border of the Heavenly Desolate Nation. In this daily friction, the powerhouse of the true fairyland level rarely intervenes and intervenes. Once the powerhouse of the true fairyland level takes action, it means this The level and scale of the battle will increase accordingly!"

"How about the loss?"

Fang Yue asked.

"The frontier generals in the desert country have taken good care of my people in Yongfeng Town. They will often be responsible for supporting and the queen when I wait to retreat. The losses in Yongfeng Town are not great. Even if they fall, they will often only be killed and injured. Some soldiers at the bottom of the Saint Realm level! The strong at the Great Saint Realm level rarely loses, and the virtual fairyland is almost unharmed! But the soldiers of the Heavenly Desolate Nation have suffered a lot, because the blood level of the Wind Race is higher than that of the Human Race. Several small levels, fighting at the same level, the human race suffers quite a lot! Therefore, every time such a war of the Tianhuang Nation begins, a large number of soldiers will die on the border of the human race, but their flesh and blood have also built the strongest wall. Withstood the aggressive steps of the Wind Clan!"

"Is the human race really weak to this level now? Any cat and dog want to bite the human race! Doesn't the wind race want to fight? Then fight them! This time you continue to dispatch the Thousand-member Regiment After the shot, two thousand-member groups were dispatched to wait for support! Let Qiansi prepare his Fallen Angel Legion to fight at any time! I'm going to come for a while, what kind of confidence does this Wind Race have to challenge my Human Race! "

Fang Yue finally came back.

This is a big one if you want to play!

"There are five hundred sage-level purple sky thunders here. Give them to the generals guarding the frontiers of the Heavenly Desolate Nation for free scheduling!"

Fang Yue's eyes floated murderously.

When Lin Mu heard this, he didn't have the slightest color of resistance, but was extremely excited and eager to try it!

In fact, he had long wanted to make an all-out effort to help Heavenly Desolate Country.

But no matter what, the foundation of Yongfeng Town is Fang Yue's words.

He is not qualified to dispatch those masters!

Therefore, he could only send a thousand-member group to help the border guards of the Tianhuang Nation in the name of tempering.

As soon as Fang Yue's order came out, the army started! Came to the border between the Heavenly Desolate Country and the Wind Race at the fastest speed!

"Kill!"

The Thousand-member regiment under Lin Mu arrived on the battlefield, like a beast that came out of the cage, and slew towards the wind tribe's army. Their team is neat and like one, and every shot will take away a large number of the wind tribe's strong life!

At the same time, the soldiers of the Heavenly Desolate Nation are constantly desperate.

The quality of the soldiers of the Heavenly Desolate Nation is not as high as that of the Thousand-member Regiment.

The most common pawns in the Thousand-Men regiment are all strong at the saint level, while the weakest soldiers in the Heavenly Desolate Nation are only at the Yin-Yang level!

However, they are crowded!

But they are not afraid of death!

Fang Yue saw with his own eyes a human soldier at the Yin-Yang level being hit by the Feng Clan's wind blade, and blood was dripping.

He killed two soldiers of the Wind Clan who were in the same realm around him.

Fang Yue saw the souls of human soldiers emerging from the flesh and blood body.

There was still a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

It is worth his life to be able to drag two soldiers of the Wind Clan in the same realm to death!

Fang Yue was silent.

The war of the human race was more fierce than he had imagined.

In fact, the war between the Black Demons and the Ancients was equally tragic.

But after all, he is the blood of the human race. When he saw the soldiers of the Black Demon race and the ancient race die together, he did not have the slightest emotional wave in his heart. Bit.

But seeing the scene in front of me is completely different.

The soldiers of the human race used a heroic way to fight for the cultivation and preparation for the rear, resisting the iron hoof of the wind race, and set foot in the realm of the human race!

"Thousands of races, after all, are they unable to coexist peacefully? They are all fighting and consuming at this time!"

Fang Yue sighed.

At this time, a Wind Clan at the Great Sacred Realm level suddenly grew three heads and six arms. These were flesh and blood, not energy.

His strength was nearly twice as great as before, and all kinds of ancient magical powers were displayed, and the light was brilliant.

"This is the return of blood!"

There was a wind clan powerhouse at the virtual fairyland level whispering in the spectators, his eyes flashed with excitement.

The return of blood to the ancestors represents a breakthrough in blood and aptitude.

The great sage of the wind clan will not only become stronger now, but his future prospects will also be broader.

He is destined to become a big figure in the future of the Wind Clan, but the premise is that he can survive this war and will not fall.

At this time, Fang Yue controlled a powerhouse at the pinnacle level of the virtual fairyland, and he turned into an ancient **** and demon.

A finger fell, crushing the great sage of the ancient tribe into mud.

The great sage of the ancient race was still in the excitement of returning to the ancestors, but the fire of life that had just burned was pressed to extinguish!

"Do not!"

The Xuxian of the ancient race who is concerned about this battlefield roars.

How can this be?

This is a genius with the blood of an ancient race, who should have endless scenery.

Now it was easily defeated.

His eyes were cracked, his anger was full of anger, and his whole spirit was burning in anger.

"It's no wonder that all races like to stifle the Tianjiao in each other's race. The state of stifling the danger in the bud is really good! I suddenly understood a little bit!"

Fang Yue smiled.

He has been targeted, and many powerful people of ten thousand races want to hunt him.

Originally, Fang Yue didn't quite understand why the Ten Thousand Clan desperately wanted to hunt him down every day.

Now Fang Yue seemed to understand a little bit.

The only difference is that people of these ten thousand races can't kill him.

But he was able to kill the Tianjiao among the ten thousand races easily.

"Human race, punish!"

The Xuxian of the Wind Clan made a move, and he did not recognize the identity and origin of the puppet shrouded in the black robe.

A long sword pierced the puppet's throat.

The puppet possessed by Fang Yue didn't do much entanglement, and turned around and left.

Soon, the puppet disappeared without a trace after three or two jumps.

In fact, he is not suitable for killing geniuses. Although doing so is for ethnic considerations, the reputation of killing geniuses is not very good.

Of course, Fang Yue also knew that his reputation among the ten thousand races had long been stinking.

For those who know or not, he is not a good person in the hearts of Ten Thousand Clan.

The fall of the strong man of the Wind Clan who returned to his ancestors was such a trivial scene for the war between the two groups.

It was as if a stone was thrown into the calm lake.

Rippling layers of ripples, and then the ripples disappeared, as if it had never happened before.

"Wind tribe, Kamikaze guard is dispatched!"

The war between the human race and the wind race fell into a short period of anxiety, and the two sides refused to give way.

You come and I go, there are casualties to each other.

At this time, a general of the true fairyland level in the Wind Clan suddenly roared.

Behind him, an elite of the wind clan suddenly joined the battlefield.

This wind tribe's army is exceptionally powerful, and the most ordinary soldiers have the level of cultivation of the Great Sacred Realm.

There are a hundred people in this team.

But 80% of them are great sages, and 20% are virtual immortals.

They are well-founded and are responsible for beheading some of the strong people in the human race.

If these people don't make a move, they will inevitably take the life of at least one Human Race powerhouse at the imaginary fairyland level.

"Another Thousand-member Group, a beheading team that will kill the Wind Clan!"

If it were normal, the Terran might be really cold. A strange soldier joins the war. Unless the Terran retreats, it will be difficult to respond in the shortest time.

But this time, Fang Yue was here, and he had already made corresponding preparations.

A group of thousands of people appeared on the battlefield, crushing the Wind God Guards of the Wind Race with absolute strength!

The two sides collided, and fierce sparks were caused by friction.

The true fairy commander of the wind clan was furious.

"Where does this human race come from such a powerful warhead!"

His expression was extremely cold.

As if covered with a layer of frost and snow.

On the border of the Desolate Nation, the strength of these Human Race garrisons should have been penetrated by them a long time ago.

According to reason, it is impossible for such a powerful surprise soldier to appear.

This caused their Feng Clan's beheading plan to fall short, and their Kamikaze guard was probably dead too!