Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

"You mean it!? But what?"

The rest of the people were very anxious. At this time, Di Jiang slowly began to speak.

"I found the old guys in Sanqing at the rear of the City of Hope..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent and seemed to be seriously considering it.

"Those old guys didn't shoot you!?"

After a long silence, Di Jun said slowly, looking at Di Jiang with complicated eyes.

"That's not true, but they seem to be warning me not to come near."

"This is strange. Since Sanqing is on the side of the human race, why don't they take action?"

"It's useless to consider these now, anyway, I can't go back like this!"

Taiyi brought the topic back, and the people all left the question behind.

Fighting against the human race is no longer something that the human race can give up because of how powerful it is. How about Sanqing! ? Is there a way to fight against their twelve days of evil spirits and Zhou Tianxing's great formation?

Since they have chosen this, then they must not be able to step back!

...

The first confrontation between the two clans of the Lich officially started on this plain.

The vanguard of the human race and the vanguard of the lich race are obviously very different, in terms of number and size, this is not the same grade.

Thousands of elemental creatures pushed forward like a bulldozer.

The wind, fire and thunder and lightning are constantly intertwined in the camp of the two groups of Lich, even the clouds in the sky are surging up.

The air was filled with the solemn and bleak smell of autumn wind, which made people feel sad.

On the other hand, the battles of the human race are much smaller here. On the chests of those white uniforms, there is an embroidery pattern of intersecting swords.

The foreign expedition team not only has the role of expedition, but the term “external” encompasses the role of foreign combat and communication.

The white uniform represents the human race doing some positive things, and the people who ambush the flying race before will do something secretly to assist the human race's rise.

These three thousand people, faced with ten times as many enemies, did not see any emotion of fear on their faces.

On the contrary, one by one was in a high mood, standing in a uniform formation.

"895 Carpet Bomb!"

The people in the front screamed, and then those people took out a handful of black candy-like beads from their chests.

"The guiding principle leads to success!"

"The law of increase is successful!"

"break!"

These human races in between are like the parts on a machine, each performing their duties, completing this trick almost instantaneously.

The black beads scattered in the air, under the traction of some invisible silk threads, accurately landed on the heads of the front batch of liches.

"Boom!"

There was a burst of explosions, and a black mushroom cloud immediately appeared where the two armies met.

"Kill!"

"superior!"

"Protect the City of Hope!"

...

After watching the armies of the human race and the lich race really fight together, the old Feng sitting in the wheelchair took a deep look at the sky in the distance, and then retreated from the city wall.

"Lin Chuan... when can you come back..."

Lin Chuan, who was tens of thousands of meters high in the air, had an even more unstable aura at this time.

Not only that, even Lin Chuan's body is unstable.

If there is someone nearby, it will definitely feel extremely disgusting.

On Lin Chuan's body, sometimes more than a dozen octopus tentacles grew, sometimes countless eyes appeared, sometimes turned into a pool of mud, sometimes hard as iron.

This is no longer just a fluctuation in Lin Chuan's consciousness.

It is possible that even the soul and even the genetic level have been greatly affected!

If Lin Chuan was unable to pass this time, he would not only lose his mind, he would even turn into a strange-looking monster!

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Chapter 396: History of the Chaos Period! One enemy three!

Since Lin Chuan entered the depths of his self-consciousness, he was caught in endless battles.

That was the strongest among countless prehistoric races, just like the test of the Houtu Samsara stage that Lin Chuan had experienced before.

However, the strength of these races and the original post-turbine reincarnation in Taichung are not two concepts.

And faintly, Lin Chuan felt that he had touched the edge of something.

Every time a race was defeated, the vague concept in Lin Chuan's mind became clearer.

And he also knows the truth about the Primordial Continent.

Long ago, Lin Chuan thought about why Hongjun's image is a human image, and after many racializations, all of them are exactly the same as human beings.

Human beings are the protagonists of all ages. What is the reason? Is it just destined? Is all this a fateful arrangement?

Who decides the fate?

Lin Chuan gradually understood the reasons for this.

In the beginning of the world, no creature has evolved, only a distortion.

Suddenly a light appeared in this mass of paste, and a figure suddenly appeared in the void. With just a few taps of the finger, the most primitive embryonic form of countless races was formed.

This is divided into two factions, one is the ancient gods, and the other is the chaos. Although these two races are diametrically opposed in nature, one holds the power of absolute order, and the other holds absolute chaos.

In this way, these two races are also actively developing, and they have not conflicted because of some interests. Instead, they cooperate with each other and have a close relationship.