At the same time, on the other side of the silver moon warship, the knife-armed Mozu who confronted Shi Mu, the black armor on his body was already broken.

Not far from it, Shi Mu’s black long stick dances, and his body flies up and squats toward his head.

The black armored family saw the stone grazing sticks, but they did not evade, and the throat and the facial magic lines suddenly circulated.

Then, all over the body, like a layer of gold water, all turned into a golden color.

In the next moment, I only heard the sound of "咚", and the wishful iron rod was on the top of the black armor.

Shi Mu only felt that there was a huge force on the long stick in his hand. The whole arm was shaken a little numb, and the figure was a stagnation.

The black armor only licked the hoe, twisted his neck, and then strode out, with a big hand, and grabbed it toward Shimu.

Shi Mu had no time to retreat, and he was dragged by his arm, and his heart could not help.

"Human boy, go to hell!" The black armor's mouth showed a hint of sneer, and the strength suddenly increased, and I wanted to pinch the arm of Shimu directly.

However, under the pinch, he could not hear the sound of bone breakage.

"how is this possible!"

He looked down at Shimu's right arm in surprise, but saw his exposed palms and wrists, which had already turned into a dark color.

Waiting for his ``m.uldu." suspiciously completed, Shi Mu's other palm turned into a white color, suddenly explored, grabbed the neck of the black armor, and forced to the left.

"Hey!"

After a crisp sound, the head of the black armor was weakly turned to one side, and the golden color of his body suddenly faded. A black mist of the evil spirits floated out from the skull, and moved toward the stone soul bag. Fly in.

After dropping the body in his hand, Shi Mu glanced around and saw that the Dark Lords who had been murdered had been killed by the Union monks who were just waiting.

Relatively speaking, the loss of the league is acceptable. In addition to a serious injury to a Japanese warlock, there are also several top-level monks who have fallen, and his team has lost one.

Shi Mu looked at the other side of the battle, and then waved the fire wing again, killing the remaining Dark Lord.

......

Time flies like a gap, and seven years have passed.

In the middle of the pumice star sea, a ruined alliance base, the corpse is everywhere, the blood flows into the river. From the appearance of the body, except for some of the black devils, most of them are alliance monks.

In the depths of the stronghold, at the entrance of a black stone hall, more than a dozen **** Union monks were sighing together, showing despair.

Not far from them, standing tall and dense, the body is full of magic, the head of the person is nearly five feet tall, muscle knots, magic lines, and three heads, six arms.

The person's body was flashing, and the two left and right arms and four arms were all in the body. The eyes looked at the vast starry sky outside the pumice sea, and I wondered what I was thinking.

“How does Xiao Yao’s commander handle these people?” asked a Dark Lord who wore a black half-length pheasant.

"All killed!"

"Yes!"

......

At the same time, from another black demon base, hundreds of miles away, a huge white deer is slamming his head and smashing the bodies of several black devils hanging on his antlers. Knocked down.

Immediately afterwards, the figure was like a white lightning flashing out, and a pair of white front hooves stepped on a black building.

"Bang" a loud noise!

The black building, which seemed to be indestructible, shimmered on the surface and immediately collapsed into a pile of ruins.

The giant white deer fell on the ground, and the whole body shone brightly, and the body began to shrink sharply. In the blink of an eye, it became a white-faced youth with a head antler.

"Go, let's go to the thirty-seventh stronghold!" He turned his facelessly and said to the dozens of Alliance monks behind him.

Everyone responded with a sigh of disapproval and immediately followed him to a small floating warship.

......

I don't know when it started, the Dark Lords quickly expanded from the initial fierce attack to a small-unit force raid, destroying the stronghold and cutting off the mode of transport troops.

For some reasons, the three holy places are not willing to put all their efforts into the crowd. As a result, the Alliance cannot organize a large-scale assault. They have to resort to a tactic of repaying their teeth, recovering the lost ground while defending, and attacking the other stronghold.

The war between the two sides has gradually evolved into a battle for positions that you come and go, and the sacred steps of the two sides are not directly involved in these small-scale battles.

However, this tug-of-war has indeed reduced casualties in the short term, but in the long run, it is not a good thing for the alliance.

In the past few years, there have been many serious wounds and even fallen people from the three sacred places sent by the sacred warriors and the Japanese warlocks. The land-order warriors and the moon-level warlocks attached to the three holy places are even more devastating.

Although there are always new disciples who are sent in the name of the three holy places, in most cases, they can only make up for the vacancies that were previously lost. Under the tactics of the Dark Lord, they want to accumulate the power of large-scale assault. In one fell swoop, the Dark Lords were ousted, and they were driven out of the Miyang Star Field. The number is still stretched.

In the meantime, Shigeng led the Geng 4:65 squad to complete the efficiency and record of excellence, and became one of the elite teams in the Fortress of the City, and Shi Mu naturally accumulated a lot of merit.

The ancient crickets and the antlers and young people who came with him in the same batch were also outstandingly accomplished. The leading team made a big splash in the fortress, even the Xiong Tu was no exception.

Although Shi Mu and he have had several experiences of opposing the enemy side by side, the maliciousness of this person has not been reduced, and even deliberately provocative, provoked several frictions, resulting in deeper contradictions between the two.

It’s just that the war is tense and the contradictions between the two sides have not intensified.

This situation has been maintained for two or three years. Shi Mu, a group of people who came to the rotation, has expired in ten years. Most of them can't wait to leave the fortress and return to the Zongmen.

Shi Mu took the initiative to stay, he wants to exchange the Bauhinia, and to exchange the nine turns of Xuan Gong, the fourth turn, the contribution point is still a lot worse.

Apart from him, Xiong Tu did not know why he stayed.

Just as Shi Mu came to the tenth year of the floating fortress, there was a very shocking thing.

The demon elder, Duguanchuan, who was on duty, was transferred back to the holy land of Qinglan. A elder from the sacred emperor replaced him and became a new elder.

To put it bluntly, this Duguchuan was not repatriated due to the expiration of the rotation, but was due to an ambush sneak attack by three Black Devils at the same time, and suffered a heavy blow and had to be replaced.

As the saying goes, the new official took up three fires.

As soon as the elder of the Dustmaster arrived, he changed the previous tactics of the roundabout, issued several orders in succession, gave up many strongholds, concentrated the troops to step up the offensive, and had a sense of driving the Dark Lords out of the stars. .

half year later.

Among the valleys on a piece of mainland debris, there are more than ten bodies of the Black Devils lying in the sky, and several figures are busy between the bodies.

At the corner of the valley, above a boulder, Shimu holds his chest.

He just led the team to perform an ambush mission. Because he had mastered the other party's whereabouts in advance, and his shots killed the opponent's captain in a thunderous manner, the task was carried out extremely smoothly, and there were no casualties among the members.

Suddenly, he browed and picked up a token. It was the War Order.

The surface of the token illuminates, and a small line of words emerges:

"Quick back to the main hall."

Shi Mu saw this and did not say anything. After a single order, the team was assembled and began to return.

After a small half day, when Shi Mu and his party returned to the area of ​​the Fortress in the Floating City, Shi Mu turned to a tall and thin young man behind him and said:

"Guo Shen, you should take everyone back and take a good look at it. The main hall is looking for me in the past. I am afraid there are new tasks."

After killing the floating stone Xinghai for more than ten years, the actual casualties of the first class of Shimu’s squad were not large, but after the expiration of ten years, most people chose to return. At that time, only Yuan Yujing and Guo Shen were two. I chose to stay.

Over the years, countless births and deaths have already proved the strength and leadership of Shimu. Guoshen and his two have long had no initial prejudice, but they have become very convinced.

Because they found that following the strong captain of Shi Mu, not only the risk is greatly reduced, but also a huge amount of merit.

However, in a battle of a stronghold two months ago, Yuan Yujing was seriously injured in the face of several times the Dark Lord, so he left the fortress and returned to the door. Today, only Guoshen was left alone.

"The stone captain is at ease, I will arrange it properly." Guo took a sigh of relief and took the crowd down in the direction of the camp.

Shimumu sent everyone away, and he turned and flew down, and landed in the square in front of the main hall.

Walking into the hall, Shi Mu saw that there were dozens of figures standing in the temple. From the breath and the fluctuation of the spiritual power in them, these people are not the martial arts, they are the Japanese warlocks, they should all be the squad team leader.

Before entering the crowd, Shi Mu’s ear rang a voice:

"Shimu, your kid is too slow, so many people will wait for you."

A little bit of disdain in the tone is the bear slaughter.

Shi Mu did not pay attention to it, went straight through the crowd, and came to a middle-aged person wearing a dark green robe, Shi Lidao:

"Qi Mo Mo elder, the disciple just finished the task and came back later."

"Oh, how is the mission completed?" asked Mo elder.

"Fortunately, not to be insulted, a heavenly demon, seventeenth-level Mozu are all fussy." Shi Mu said.

"Okay, let's get in." Mo elder nodded and said quite satisfied.

Shi Mu walked back into the queue and looked at the elder elder again.

This person is the replacement of the solitary elder Mo Dianzhen who was stationed here by Du Guchuan.

One of the Wu Qinghua hair, meticulously tied to the top of the head, the body robe without a little wrinkles, looks very serious and neat, but the forehead and cheekbones are relatively prominent, it looks a bit gloomy.

Because this person is too aggressive and arrogant, Shi Mu is quite dissatisfied with his style of acting. (To be continued.)