Infinite Battle

Jiang Shang sat on the tree trunk and looked at the few people on the tree trunk in the distance. These people were the same existence as the inhuman reincarnation that he encountered that day.

It has been ten days since Jiang Shang fought against the inhuman samsara that day. After Jiang Shang escaped, using the art of flesh and blood at any cost, the sequelae of the ultra-limit is not as exaggerated as Jiang Shang thought, although the life span is passing by. Unable to stop.

However, the injuries in the body were not caused by the art of flesh and blood, and as the weather got colder and colder, Jiang Shang could only rush to the center point all the way, although he encountered a dozen reincarnations along the way, but Only six people were killed by Jiang Shang. The remaining Samsaras were able to head-to-head with Jiang Shang. After fighting against him many times, they all retreated.

These incomparable reincarnations also made Jiang Shang understand that in this main **** space, Jiang Shang was not the only one who was madly improving himself. People like him were everywhere, not to mention the few inhuman existences.

At this time, the periphery was more dangerous than the central point, and most of the people staying there were inhumane. Jiang Shang was also under pressure and wanted to get to the central point sooner.

Falling from the tree trunk, the snow on the ground was squeaked by Jiang Shang. On the only way Jiang Shang wanted to go to the center, a middle-aged man embraced his arms and stood quietly in the snow looking at Jiang. Yet.

This middle-aged man has short hair, a tough face and aggressive eyes. His upper body is wearing short sleeves with bare arms. The bare arms are as thick as an ordinary waist. His complexion is extremely dark, while his lower body is dressed in black and multifunctional special. pants.

Seeing Jiang Shang, who was wearing an unsuitable outfit, came over, Zhang Xintang took a step forward, looking at Jiang Shang indifferently.

"Want to go to the center?"

Zhang Xintang's hoarse voice sounded, causing Jiang Shang to stop.

"Yes, you want to stop me?"

With a backpack in his hand, Jiang Shang looked directly at Zhang Xintang, his tone also indifferent.

"You are good at strength, are you interested in working with me? The final part of this world has not arrived yet. Going to the center point is of no use, it just keeps the waste alive for a while."

Zhang Xintang's indifferent and confident words sounded, which made Jiang Shang's heart move. This Xintang seemed to be familiar with the world.

"No interest. You and I have different goals. I only want points. I am not interested in the rewards of the main god."

Jiang Shang’s words made Zhang Xintang’s face smile, but this stiff smile was more of a threat to Jiang Shang in Jiang Shang’s eyes, and he didn’t want to continue talking, and bypassed Zhang Xintang. Go to the center point.

With Jiang Shang's departure, Zhang Xintang's smile grew more and more, and finally he laughed.

Jiang Shang ignored the laughter behind him, and he walked faster and faster. This Xintang is inhuman, Jiang Shang has already seen, and when he started, Jiang Shang did not have the confidence that he could escape again, and that Zhang Xintang did not do anything. , It also depends on the sight cast by those around.

These people cooperated with each other, besieging the reincarnations who had been wounded and withdrawn from the central point, and they were afraid of each other. Everyone did not want to be injured. This is also after Jiang Shang, a reincarnation with low combat effectiveness, arrived. , Can also enter the center point from the encirclement of these people.

Jiang Shang has already understood the reasons for these people doing this. These people are all for the rewards of the Lord God, and they don’t put too much emphasis on the points. As for the points are not enough, how to get the rewards of the Lord God, Jiang Shang doesn’t understand and doesn’t think too much. .

Jiang Shang knows his own situation. What Jiang Shang lacks now is the points, not some kind of props. Only after the hexagonal warrior vision in Jiang Shang's idea is formed, these props can play the biggest role. At this time, give up the points and pursue it. In Jiang Shang's view, props are a practice of putting the cart before the horse.

The creaking sound of stepping on the snow is endless, and Jiang Shang is also getting faster and faster under his feet. As he approaches the center point, there is less and less white snow on the ground and the temperature gradually becomes warmer.

Seeing the obvious changes in just a few steps, Jiang Shang had many doubts in his mind, but no one came to solve Jiang Shang’s doubts. He could only put these questions down. When he learned more, Jiang Shang was looking for Answer.

Jiang Shang walked in the woods, his figure gradually being blocked by the tree trunks, and finally disappeared between the tree trunks.

And Zhang Xintang didn't know when he came to the top of the big tree, standing on the 100-meter-high tree trunk, ignoring the high wind and cold in the sky, watching the cold wave sweeping from far away.

The gray-white air current visible to the naked eye came from far away, causing a heavy expression on Zhang Xintang's face.

"Everyone, why does this cold wave appear in this level of killing world, does anyone of you know the reason?"

Although the cold wind roared in the sky, Zhang Xintang's words still passed into the ears of other people on the top of the tree trunk. These people were only six people. Counting Zhang Xintang's six men and one woman, they all looked extraordinary and even more imposing. It is extremely powerful.

The woman among the seven shook her extremely gorgeous robes, and said in a cold tone

"The appearance of this cold wave, I am afraid that someone in this killing world opened an extraordinary promotion."

The woman in the gorgeous robe just finished speaking, the black-clothed middle-aged man on the tree trunk next to it denies

"No, the world of killing we are in is nothing more than a world of first-level killing. Even if there are advancers among the reincarnations who come in this time, it is impossible to cause a natural disaster of this scale.

This cold wave swept across. After entering the final stage, I am afraid that the temperature will be close to minus Baidu. At this low temperature, let alone these non-climatic reincarnations, even us, I am afraid it is unlikely to be able to survive. "

"Brother Ziyou is right. This cold wave is filled with ghostly air. I am afraid that it is caused by a big evil thing. The low temperature is small. I am afraid that this big evil thing will become a climate in the end. I am not its opponent."

The old man next to the black-clothed man touched the goatee on his chin, looked at the cold wave in the distance with a solemn expression, and slowly spoke.

Zhang Xintang listened to the discussion of several people around him, clenched a fist in his hand, and a burst of air sounded, suppressing the voices of everyone in the court.

"What anxious ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Even if this great evil thing becomes a climate, where can it go? Except for the seven of us, those who guard the three directions of east, west and north will not be a fuel-efficient lamp. When the time comes When the disaster is approaching, they can't do anything if they don't think about it."

"Yes, what Zhang Xintang said is true. Those people in the east, west and north are not low in strength. If there is something evil that becomes the climate, those people will not stand by. After all, the world wants to obtain high-quality props. Things in this natural disaster must be taken down."

The speaker, a head of blue silk dancing in the wind, the face is white jade, with sharp edges and corners, like a chisel and axe, his figure is tall and straight, dressed in a pure white coat, carrying a long sword behind his back, his hands behind his back, standing The straightness of Zhang Xintang and others were heavy, but this person still had a calm expression on his face.

"Sword juggler, almost done. People who don't know think you are the master hermit. This cold wave is so outrageous. It seems to be not dangerous in your mouth. Would you like to take the lead?"

The young man next to the white-clothed sword-bearing man looked at the white-clothed man with a black face and looked at him like a fool.

The words of this young man made the face of the man with a sword in white clothes vanished, and the corners of his eyes twitched crazily.