Shuttle of the city

Most of the hell creatures will have magic crystals or magic cores.

Similar to the Godhead, it condenses pure energy.

It's just that the energy stored in the magic crystal and the magic core carries a kind of negativity.

If normal life is directly absorbed, it will be disturbed by various dark emotions, and it is easy to get confused.

Therefore, only after purification treatment can the magic crystal be absorbed.

But few people use magic crystals to practice. Basically, they use the kinetic energy of the formation, embedded in their own magical instruments, or refining various pills.

In this battle, they collected a lot of magic crystals and cores.

In particular, Ye Zichuan killed four lord-level creatures, enough to support the formation for a period of time.

It's just that there is no news from Hangu Pass.

I don't know what kind of battle was encountered there.

After Ye Zichuan recovered, he began to look at this section of the city wall.

He was a little curious as to how those great abilities in ancient times produced such a powerful defense project.

Opening the reincarnation eyes, his gaze penetrated the inside of the city wall.

The dense patterns are intertwined vertically and horizontally, and there are countless tadpole-like runes roaming. It is these patterns and runes that together form a powerful formation, interlocking and complementing each other.

Ye Zichuan was amazed by the fact that so many formations were carved into every inch of the city wall, no wonder the city wall was so strong.

If you want to destroy the city wall, you must destroy all these formations.

This is obviously difficult.

Ye Zichuan looked dizzy.

The ancestors in ancient times were really amazing, and I don’t know how much effort was spent on such a project...

So another month passed.

Within this month, the hell creatures did not invade and seemed to be quiet.

There was finally news from Hangu Pass.

A commander of thousands has come!

Leading an army of a thousand people came to the city wall.

According to the news brought by the commander, there was a terrifying battle at Hangu Pass.

Hundreds of millions of hell creatures invaded, and the walls were almost submerged.

The war lasted more than a month before it ended. I don't know how many creatures died.

Tens of thousands died in the battle even in Hangu Pass!

The news brought by the commander depressed everyone.

Hell creatures seem crazy.

Is a big war about to start again?

It has indeed been a while since the last large-scale invasion of Hell.

According to their reproduction speed, it seems that the hell creatures have grown again.

An army of this thousand people will be stationed here, and with the command of the legion commander, you must stick to it to death!

Everyone guessed that the next period of time will become very difficult.

When the commander learned that Ye Zichuan had killed six lords back and forth, his eyes suddenly changed.

Ye Zichuan didn't take credit, and the lord was indeed a strong one.

But on the dark side of the universe, ghosts know how many lords there are.

And this time attacking Hangu Pass, there are still several hell monarchs!

They are powerful men comparable to the upper gods, and the walls have been cut through by them.

Hearing the tragedy at Hangu Pass, everyone's hearts were filled with clouds.

Fortunately, when they waited for reinforcements, this section of the city wall could continue to hold on.

In any case, you must not let the hell army enter the universe behind you!

In the next six months, things were as expected, with an average war erupting in almost ten days.

The hell creatures marched forward, not knowing what death was, and organized attacks again and again.

Even if millions of creatures died, they did not shrink back, bent on breaking through this wall.

This is a tired six months, but also a hard six months.

In every war, a companion dies.

With an army of 1,000 people, less than 700 are left in half a year.

This ratio is really nothing compared to the hell creatures.

But here are the elites of the human race.

If they grow up healthy, each one is the hope of the human race.

But now, these flames of hope have fallen one after another, and their names have disappeared.

Ye Zichuan became silent.

Having witnessed the death of so many people with his own eyes, even if he is the heart of iron and stone, he will have a day of compassion.

These people are all tribesmen with the same blood line as him.

They came from the same place and never went to their hometown to death.

And from ancient times to the present, how many people have died after so many years?

This is an astronomical figure.

Today, there has been another big battle.

Ye Zichuan personally beheaded the three lords, causing the hell creatures to fall into rage and attack the city wall frantically.

Over the past six months, he has killed more than 20 lords!

This is a terrible number, and many thousands of commanders may not be able to achieve it.

But Ye Zichuan did it.

His merits also soared to more than seven million.

It's just a pity that he is not in Hangu Pass now, so he can't exchange other things.

As long as he survives this period and waits for the front to stabilize, he will go to Hangu Pass to exchange what he needs.

Space crystal, void stone, space mithril...

It's all what he needs.

Washing the armor on his body, Ye Zichuan sat on the wall, silently recovering his energy.

The commander did not know when he came over and stood beside him.

"Homesick?" Liu Hong asked.

Ye Zichuan nodded: "A little bit."

Liu Hong said with a smile: "For people like us, this is home."

Ye Zichuan really couldn't understand them.

They were born here and died here.

Even if I knew that my hometown was in another place in the universe, I never had a chance.

Many people even think that their hometown has been destroyed very early.

Not many people know about the existence of Zuxing.

On the contrary, their feelings for the border famine are stronger.

"You are very lucky. After you have earned enough merit, you can go home. This is also a kind of happiness." Liu Hong sighed.

"But the feeling you give me is different from others."

"Oh? Where is it different?" Ye Zichuan asked.

"You are not cultivating Golden Core and Nascent Soul, right?"

"It's the Godhead."

Liu Hong's eyes flashed and he was a little surprised: "God? This is very rare. I haven't seen a few people who practice the gods on the border."

"In ancient times, the gods were the guards for a long time, but after that battle..."

"If they are still alive, it would be a good thing for our teammates, but it's a pity."

After Liu Hong talked to Ye Zichuan for a while, he left.

Ye Zichuan looked at the back of him leaving without taking his gaze back for a long time.

"Little Fatty, it should have been a long time since the commander joined the army."

"Yes, he has been fighting on the front line for two to three hundred years."

"Two to three hundred years, it's really a long time." Ye Zichuan murmured with emotion.