With the attack of the demon clan, the demons of the demon temple also joined the battle to capture the checkpoint.

The addition of these monsters immediately made the battle even more anxious.

Zhong Mengchen glanced at Liu Zhengyang, who was trapped. There was no panic on his face. It seemed that what happened in front of him did not exceed his expectations.

"Send all the demon hunters!"

"Order!"

The subordinates hurriedly clasped their fists and retreated, and then quickly conveyed Zhong Mengchen's order.

Wu Zhengnan felt that his body was a little tired. This was the third time he had fought against the peak two warriors.

Although he felt that the genetic lock in his body was a little loose, he didn't have the strength to choose to break through, and a lot of battles made him feel a sense of deficit, and he could only stare at the warriors rushing in from a distance.

"Come on! Add them all!"

Just when he felt extremely tired, Yan Sihai waved his palm, and each person took a pill.

"This is……"

"Hey! Don't forget what we are in charge of Liu! We have a lot of reserves of this kind of medicine pill. I forgot that fighting as a warrior is the best way to improve our strength."

Yan Sihai glanced at the few who survived.

"These are also the benefits of our desperate efforts. As long as we fight, we have the opportunity to become stronger! So these turtle grandchildren in front of us are not only our enemies, but also a stepping stone for us to improve our strength!"

Yan Sihai's originally exhausted sea of ​​air quickly filled up.

The originally hoarse voice has also become extremely rough and loud: "Zhengnan, your luck is really good! You are going to improve so soon? Don't hold back, don't save this medicine pill, remember, you deserve everything when you are alive! "

At the beginning, what Yan Sihai said was to mobilize the fighting spirit in the hearts of everyone, in order to drive away the fear in their hearts.

It's different now. The burning of the fighting spirit has made everyone used to this method, and as the battle deepens, the timidity has disappeared, and now it is faith to give them.

A belief that they can survive and they can win!

This is the most important thing.

Wu Zhengnan didn't say much, just took the medicinal pill, and then hit the gene lock. After feeling a sudden loosening of his body, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He just broke through with a bright light in his eyes. Although his breath was a little unstable, his eyes were full of fighting intent.

"Haha! How is it? How is the big guy recovering?"

"Secretary, we are all right!"

"Fuck those turtle grandsons!"

Yan Sihai raised his head and laughed loudly, and the long knife in his hand shook suddenly: "Go! Let's replace the brothers who replaced us earlier! In this battle, these turtle grandchildren will surely die!"

After he finished speaking, he rushed out with people.

Such scenes are extremely common in checkpoints, and these people who can be corps leaders are carefully selected by Zhong Mengchen.

In addition to being superior in force, he must also have an overall view and be able to mobilize the people around him.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for these warriors in Tiannan Province to gather together in such a short period of time.

Judging from the current effect, Zhong Mengchen's painstaking efforts have not been in vain.

Different from these corps chiefs, Zhong Mengchen's current control of the Demon Hunting Division is already a top-notch existence in Tiannan Province.

Although the demon clan sent demons to help, but when the demon hunters also joined the battlefield, the situation on the battlefield began to be one-sided. Whether it was the demons of the demon temple or the warriors of Haifeng Province, they began to be suppressed and beheaded one-sidedly!