"senior!"

Looking at Lin Wei and the others who were standing in front of him, respectfully saluting, and looking in awe, a kind smile appeared on Wang Zhan's face, he pointed to the mountains of demon corpses, and said with a light smile, "You guys are these demon corpses. Take it back and let the soldiers eat better!"

This sentence shocked Lin Wei all over.

The soldiers behind them were also moved.

It's not that they haven't eaten the corpse of the monster, but they have never eaten the corpse of the monster, so much flesh and blood is enough for them to eat!

only…

"Senior, I'll take the demon corpse back later, but let the soldiers eat it!" Lin Wei's face flashed with determination, and he said solemnly.

Wang Zhan looked stunned, and then seemed to think of something, patted Lin Wei on the shoulder, and said, "With the old man here, the children don't have to worry about cultivation resources, and they can eat with confidence!"

Just thinking about it, Wang Zhan knew what Lin Wei was thinking.

The body of the demon contains a huge amount of blood, which can help Tianjiao improve his blood and lay a solid foundation.

The growth of a genius needs to be accompanied by huge cultivation resources, and among them, the corpse of the monster is the least valuable, but also the most in demand.

Those heavenly arrogances are majestic and bloody, far exceeding ordinary people. In addition to their extraordinary talents, they are also piled up by countless demon corpses.

And these are all the soldiers who voluntarily gave up the opportunity to replenish their qi and blood, and gave all the corpses of the monsters they hunted to those young talents with higher qualifications to help them grow!

What the human race needs is not many, many ordinary warriors, but one or more strong men who can conquer the world, look down on all directions, and completely trample the heavens and all races under their feet, so that the human race can be completely revived!

Compared to this goal, what does it matter if they sacrifice a little?

"senior…!"

Wang Zhan's words caused a hint of hesitation on Lin Wei's face. He wanted to say something, but fell silent.

"The old man can't even deal with the body of the monster he hunted?" Wang Zhan narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.

"no no…!"

"Then take it back and give it to the soldiers to eat. If someone says, let him come to the old man!"

"Old man, Wang Zhan!"

Wang Zhan's eyes flashed a touch of kindness, and said condensedly.

Wang Zhan? Could it be...

Lin Wei looked at Wang Zhan for a while, his face trembled, he clasped his fists in a salute, and said solemnly: "The general guarding the main city of Lanfang, the third army of the Great Yan Empire, Lin Wei, the son of Lin Xian, see General Wang Lao!"

The Great Yan Empire's army that really fights against all the heavens and thousands of races is the War Department! Guarding the Nine-layer Heaven is the Nine-layer Army!

Wang Zhan, who was once a general of the Ninth Army of the Great Yan Empire, once commanded ten thousand people and guarded the Nine Heavens!

"Are you Lin Xian's son?"

Wang Zhan trembled, staring at Lin Wei with vicissitudes of life, and took a serious look at Lin Wei, as if he saw Lin Xian's shadow on his body, and a ray of crystal light flashed in his eyes involuntarily.

"Yes!"

"Okay, okay!"

Wang Zhan stepped forward to help Lin Wei up, patted Lin Wei on the shoulder, and said in a trembling voice.

In the battle of retirement, he was ambushed by ten thousand tribes, and no one of his subordinates flinched, and all of them fought to the death with him.

And Lin Xian is his subordinate!

"The old man is ashamed of Lin Xian, ashamed of them!"

In the battle that year, if it wasn't for his carelessness, if he was in a hurry to retire and be cautious, even if he encountered an ambush, he would not have suffered such a big loss.

"You're right, and you're not ashamed! Father died honorably. He killed several warrior-level demons. It's worth it! He once told me that it was his honor to be your subordinate!"

Lin Wei's eyes were red as he stared at Wang Zhan and said seriously.

Wang Zhan was silent for a long time before he looked at Lin Wei and said, "You have reached the peak of the warrior general, and the corpses of the ten peak warrior generals!"

"Don't refuse, if you can become a warlord, you will be able to better protect the triple heaven!"

After the words fell, Wang Zhan patted Lin Wei on the shoulder again, dodged and left the valley!

Lin Wei wanted to say something, but found that Wang Zhan was no longer in front of him. His eyes were red, and he bowed deeply in the direction of Wang Zhan's departure!

Dad, your swearing to follow you back then was worth it!

"Boss, who is this senior?" A soldier beside Lin Wei asked in confusion.

When the man's voice fell, the rest of the soldiers also looked at Lin Wei. They had never seen this ruthless boss like this before.

"He is a hero of the human race and the guardian of our Great Yan Empire! Maybe he is not well-known, but he has fought for three thousand miles, from the guardian of the first heaven to the nine heaven, killing countless enemies and fighting thousands of miles in blood!"

"I was more than two hundred years old in my life, and two-thirds of it was on the battlefield. His wife and subordinates all died for him, and he personally sent his children and grandchildren to the battlefield. Now his children and grandchildren are on the front line. Enter the battlefield!"

"This is Wang Zhan!"

"This is the guardian of my Great Yan Empire!"

"He is not alone, he represents the guardians of the Great Yan Empire who will dedicate their lives to the battlefield!"

When Lin Wei's eloquent words fell, the soldiers present were all moved, and they were all in awe, and bowed deeply in the direction of Wang Zhan's departure!

As Lin Wei said, perhaps Wang Zhan's achievements are not as good as those of the soldiers who fought to the death on the front line, but if there are no people like him in the Great Yan Empire, no matter how hard the front line is fighting, it will not be able to stop the ten thousand clans. !

Humans never depend on one person, but on thousands of human warriors who put their lives and death aside!

...

In the fourth heaven, Wang Zhan walked alone, his hair fluttered in the wind, and his shadow was dragged by the dark red sky.

"Old guys, don't worry, the old man will return to the prosperous world of the human race!"

Wang Zhan looked up at the mountain in front of him, which was full of demonic aura. A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he muttered softly.

At the same time, when Wang Zhan was walking towards the distant mountain peak, the deafening sound of the explosion resounded continuously, and the terrifying battle fluctuations destroyed the surrounding towering ancient trees, and the sawdust and smoke billowed. The mountain peaks shrouded in clouds and mist are even more difficult to see.

Dozens of human warriors and soldiers in red armor, in the shape of a triangular cone, headed by a tall and slender woman with a slender figure and fluttering hair, under the siege of thousands of demons, kept fighting!

Their strength is above the warrior division, and the woman headed by her and the two generals beside her are all masters at the peak level of warriors!

But the thousands of monsters that besieged them are also very powerful. Although not all of them are at the warrior level, there are also hundreds of warrior monsters. On the top of the mountain, there are twenty that are filled with the spirit of the peak of the warrior. The demon is jokingly looking at the group of human warriors!

That kind of gaze, as if watching a group of ants juggling. ?

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