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 all the same existence as the inhuman reincarnated person he met that day.

It has been ten days since I fought against the inhuman reincarnation that day. After Jiang Shang escaped and used flesh and blood techniques regardless of the cost, the sequelae of exceeding the limit were not as exaggerated as Jiang Shang thought. Can't be stopped.

However, the injuries in his body were not serious under the flesh and blood technique, and as the weather became colder and colder, Jiang Shang could only rush all the way to the center. Although he met more than a dozen reincarnations along the way, Jiang Shang killed only six people, and the rest of the reincarnations were all existences who could confront Jiang Shang head-on. After many fights, they all retreated.

These incomparably powerful reincarnations also let Jiang Shang understand that Jiang Shang is not the only one who is crazily improving himself in the space of the main god, and there are many people like him, not to mention those few inhuman existences.

At this time, the periphery is more dangerous than the central point, and most of the people staying are inhuman beings. Jiang Shang is also under pressure and wants to rush to the central point as soon as possible.

Falling from the tree trunk, the snow on the ground was creaked by Jiang Shang, and on the way Jiang Shang wanted to go to the central point, a middle-aged man folded his arms and stood quietly in the snow looking at Jiang Shang. Yet.

This middle-aged man has short hair, a resolute face, and aggressive eyes. His upper body is wearing short sleeves, and his exposed arms are as thick as a normal person's waist. His complexion is extremely dark, and his lower body is wearing a black multifunctional special pants.

Seeing Jiang Shang approaching in a suit of ill-fitting clothes, Zhang Xintang took a step forward and looked at Jiang Shang indifferently.

"Want to go to the center?"

Zhang Xintang's hoarse voice made Jiang Shang stop.

"Yes, you want to stop me?"

Jiang Shang held the backpack in his hand, looked directly at Zhang Xintang, and his tone was extremely indifferent.

"You have good strength, are you interested in cooperating with me? The final part of this world has not yet arrived, and it is useless to go to the center point. It just allows those wastes to live for a while."

Zhang Xintang's cold and confident words sounded, which made Jiang Shang's heart move. Zhang Xintang seemed to be very familiar with this world.

"I'm not interested. You and I have different goals. I only want points, and I'm not interested in rewards from the Lord God."

Jiang Shang's words brought a smile to Zhang Xintang's face, but this extremely stiff smile

In Jiang Shang's view, it was more of a threat to him, Jiang Shang, and he had no intention of continuing to talk, and walked around Zhang Xintang towards the center.

With Jiang Shang's departure, the smile on Zhang Xintang's face became wider and wider, and finally he laughed out loud.

Jiang Shang ignored the laughter behind him, and walked faster and faster. Jiang Shang had already seen the inhumanity of this Xintang. When he started to move, Jiang Shang was not sure that he could escape again, and that Zhang Xintang did not move. , It also all depends on the sight cast by those around.

These people cooperate with each other to besiege and kill those reincarnations who have been injured and withdraw from the central point, and they are afraid of each other. Everyone does not want to be injured. , can also enter the central point from the encirclement circle of these people.

The reason why these people do this, Jiang Shang already understands, these people are all here for the reward of the main god, and they don’t pay too much attention to the points. As for the lack of points, how to get the reward of the main god, Jiang Shang doesn’t understand and doesn’t think too much .

Jiang Shang is aware of his own situation. What Jiang Shang lacks now are points, not some kind of props. Only after the hexagonal warrior in Jiang Shang's idea is formed, these props can play the greatest role. At this time, give up the points to pursue Props, in Jiang Shang's view, are putting the cart before the horse.

The creaking sound of stepping on the snow was endless, and Jiang Shang also stepped faster and faster. As he approached the center point, there was less and less white snow on the ground, and the temperature gradually became warmer.

Looking at the obvious changes just a few steps away, Jiang Shang had many doubts in his heart, but no one came to explain Jiang Shang's doubts, so he could only put these questions aside. After Jiang Shang learned more, he was looking for Answer.

Jiang Shang walked in the woods, his figure was gradually covered by the tree trunks, and finally disappeared among the tree trunks.

And Zhang Xintang did not know when he came to the top of the big tree, standing on the 100-meter-high trunk, ignoring the strong wind and cold in the sky, watching the cold wave sweeping from the outer periphery in the distance.

The gray-white airflow visible to the naked eye came overwhelming from a distance, causing Zhang Xintang to have a heavy expression on his 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 howled high in the sky, Zhang Xintang's words still reached the ears of other people on the top of the tree trunk. These people were only six of them. It is extremely powerful.

The woman among the seven people flicked the extremely gorgeous robe on her body, and said in an extremely cold tone

"The emergence of this cold wave is probably because someone in this killing world has activated the extraordinary promotion."

Just as the woman in a gorgeous robe finished speaking, the middle-aged man in black on the tree trunk next to him denied it.

"No, the killing world we are in is only a first-level killing world. Even if there are advanced people among the reincarnated people who come in this time, it is impossible to trigger a natural disaster change of this scale.

This cold wave is sweeping in. After entering the final stage, the temperature may be close to minus 100 degrees. At this low temperature, let alone these reincarnations who are not climate-friendly, even we may not be able to survive. "

"Brother Ziyou is right. The ghostly aura in this cold wave is probably caused by something evil. The low temperature is a minor issue. I'm afraid that this evil thing will become a climate in the end. We are no match for it."

The old man next to the man in black touched the goatee on his chin, looked solemnly at the cold wave in the distance, and said slowly.

Listening to the discussion of the people around him, Zhang Xintang clenched his fist, and there was a sound of air crackling, suppressing the voices of everyone in the field.

"What's the rush? Even if this evil thing becomes a climate, how powerful will it be? Excluding the seven of us, those who guard the three directions of east, west, and north are not a fuel-efficient lamp. When the time comes, they want to No effort at all."

"That's right, what Zhang Xintang said is true. Those people in the east, west and north are not low in strength. If something really evil becomes the climate, those people will not stand idly by. After all, this world wants to obtain high-quality props. The things in this natural disaster must be taken down."

The speaker had black hair dancing wildly in the wind, his face was like white jade, with sharp edges and corners, as if chiseled by a knife and an axe. His face was extremely straight, even though Zhang Xintang and the others had serious faces at this time, this person still had a calm expression on his face.

"Swordplayer, it's almost done. Those who don't know think you are that hermit expert. This cold wave is so outrageous. It seems that there is no danger in your mouth. Why don't you take the lead?"

The young man next to the man in white with a sword, with a dark face, looked at the man in white like a fool, and said nothing.

The young man's words made the man in white with the sword disappear from his face, and the corners of his eyes twitched crazily.

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