The calm and quietness of the Sixth District is really questionable. After their defense line was torn apart, there seemed to be no intention to organize a second line of defense, but there would be a wave of about 500 people every five minutes. The death squads rushed over with explosives strapped to them to blow themselves up. Although it didn't cause much damage to the 7th District, it decisively held back the 7th District. The waves were really annoying. It would be so fun if they got hit by them while advancing. That's big. "They are stalling for time." The handsome man with small glasses stood on the cover of the front super-heavy propulsion tank, folding his arms and looking coldly ahead: "It's really troublesome." "What will happen if we push forward at full speed? " Before he finished speaking, he saw a dark cloud suddenly drifting away from the distance. With the naked eye, you could see the lightning silver snakes densely packed inside. It was so powerful that it felt like the end of the world. In an instant, Roger teleported in front of Ding Zhui and said coldly: "Retreat across the board! All non-super soldiers retreat!" Ding Zhui was stunned: "What?" "Spiritual particle storm! No time to explain! All non-super warriors withdraw, super warriors follow me!¡± Although Dingmao dislikes this guy, we can¡¯t mess around in this situation. After all, every order he makes involves the gathering and separation of thousands of families. It even involves the future of the entire seventh district. So he decisively issued the order: "Super soldiers come out! Others retreat as quickly as possible!" As he spoke, the dark clouds had already arrived in front of him, Dingmao jumped out of the tank, and he and Roger stood behind him Killed Gilgamesh and all the high-level warriors of Beifeng. Feeling the jumping fluctuations in the air, everyone's moods suddenly became tense. And this incident also caused rare fluctuations in the emotions of everyone in front of the TV. Some of them cursed District 7 to be destroyed by heaven's punishment, while others prayed that this was just an ordinary storm. "Start synchronizing." Roger put a hand on his temple: "Connect!" Following his words, all Beifeng's super soldiers used the same posture as him, and then Dingmai felt that there was a sudden movement around him. It was filled to the brim with materialized spiritual particles, which made a place that was inherently repulsive to spiritual power feel very uncomfortable. "What should I do?" "Take your people. Break through!" As soon as they finished speaking, the dark clouds were already fixed above their heads, and then a dull thunder rumbled. After this muffled sound, the energy in the clouds It began to pour down wantonly. The synchronized mental power of the North Wind Warriors also came into play at this time. Every energy was collided by them in the same way, and countless energy beams were annihilated in mid-air. A blinding light exploded, and the gray wasteland suddenly lit up. Ding Zhu didn't say much, and the super warrior with Gilgamesh began to run forward. As he was leaving, he looked back at Roger deeply and smiled softly: "I owe you a favor." After finishing speaking, . He activated his own force field. Every time he took a step, a circle of gorgeous runes would be left on the ground, and the ten-meter range centered on these runes would become a vacuum zone of mental power. , and everyone behind them hurriedly ran between these vacuum zones. "Full speed ahead!" Dingwei couldn't help shouting, because he found that the dark clouds ahead were thicker and the energy contained in them became more and more terrifying: "Don't stop!" Suddenly. A beam of energy actually broke through the neutralization zone and vacuum zone, hitting a young warrior without any hindrance. "Fuck!" Almost instantly! At the moment of contact, the B-level warrior hurriedly dissipated into the sky like a flame touching water! The first victim of Gilgamesh¡¯s foreign war was born in front of Ding Zhui¡¯s eyes, and he suddenly felt aggrieved. But now is not the time to vent, he must rush through this energy belt, otherwise all his previous efforts will be wasted, and the entire Gilgamesh may be implicated. It is now approaching evening, but the entire seventh district seems to have lost its usual busyness. Everyone is watching this suspenseful war and sweating for the heroes of the seventh district. "Damn it." Ding Zhui cursed: "Who cares about intelligence! I'm going to kill him!" Little Glasses didn't say anything. He just frowned: "There is no way the Sixth District has this level I remembered! Five thousand elites in other districts! It's those people who did it!" "No matter what it is, rush over to me!" " Because under the influence of this huge energy annihilation, it is almost impossible to fly over. The battle of super soldiers is not what others imagine.??When we meet in hand-to-hand combat like that, the battlefield with this kind of energy is the real main battlefield. The surrounding sky is getting darker and darker. The lightning and energy annihilation are getting brighter and brighter. Although the Beifeng warriors have helped Ding Zhui withstand most of the energy impacts, there are still some fish that have slipped through the net, and it is these fish that have slipped through the net that make Ding Zhui tremble with fear. The group of them ran for who knows how long before they vaguely felt that the pressure around them began to decrease, and less and less energy was escaping. But just when the hammer was about to heave a sigh of relief, he saw through the hazy light that the junction between the plain and the city ahead was full of people. The number of these people can't be clearly seen, but it is definitely not less than five hundred. They are sitting there in various postures, just like setting up a mahjong table to play a few games. Looking at this, they are obviously waiting. The final decision is for a group of people. "Okay, wait here." Ding Zhui looked at the sky, took a deep breath, then stepped forward and shouted: "I underestimated you, here is someone who can talk." His voice As soon as they fell, four mysterious men with invisible faces appeared behind the crowd. The four of them were not afraid of Ding Hammer and the warriors behind him, and walked slowly to Ding Hammer. The leader is a man who is half a head shorter than Dingmai. Judging from the hair peeking out from the gap in this man's robe, this guy is actually a girl. "Sun Dingzhui." Dingzhui laughed: "You're still a little girl, let's make a way." "Long time no see." "Do you know me?" Dingzhui was stunned, looking up and down at this short woman. I don't seem to recognize such a strange woman in my reflection. "I am a saint from the Holy Sect, and my name is Mughal." She paused midway. Her tone changed a bit, and she seemed to be aware of Dingwei's curiosity, so she slowly began to untie the scarf on her head, and while untying it, she continued: "Actually, compared to this name, I prefer that name. It'sa butterfly." As she spoke, the headscarf was untied. Ding Zhui's expression suddenly changed several times, and finally settled at pale, staring intently at the familiar face in front of him. "Butterfly" The fixed hammer gritted his teeth and his voice became sinister: "Don't lie to me! If you let me know about your tricks, I will tear you apart." Butterfly No! Now it should be that Saint Mughal still has that expressionless face, which looks the same as Ye Zi's but has no expression. The fixed weight is very familiar. Her appearance seemed to disrupt everything Dingmai wanted to say. He didn't know what he was going to say, and he also forgot what he wanted to say at the beginning. He just looked at the butterfly so coldly. "Long time no see." Saint Mughal raised her head and looked at Ding Zhi: "Don't you think it's magical?" Ding Zhi's pupils began to slowly dilate, because he found that there was on the forehead of the butterfly after taking off the veil The tattoo represents the living dead, but she is different from Jill. She seems to be "You may have discovered it." Mughal smiled softly: "I am a copy of Ye, a complete Ye. So I hate her, just like I hate looking in the mirror." "You have already "Dead? No, I gained eternal life and strength." The two men spoke in a gentle tone, as if reminiscing about old times, but the atmosphere became more and more solemn, and the veins on Ding Zhuo's forehead were growing one by one. When he came out, he clenched his fists firmly. Thinking back to what the five-person team had experienced together in the past, and looking at the butterfly now, Dingmao felt as if he was from another world and felt an inexplicable anger. "Are you angry?" Mughal bit his lip lightly and stretched out his hand to touch the fixed weight's face, but he retracted his hand halfway and his tone became cold again: "I was created by my father. When he was young, he already had SSS-level abilities, more powerful than any super soldier." Ding Zhui didn't seem to be listening to her words, and grabbed her wrist: "Do you know how long I've been looking for you? ? Damn it! I will definitely beat you up when I get home!" Hearing the familiar curse words, Mughal was also stunned for a moment. Her eyes suddenly became blurry, but it was only for a moment. She easily shook off the hand of the hammer and turned around: "I only approached you to get your information. You are an important target of my father. That's all. That¡¯s all!¡± ¡°Fuck you! I¡¯ll have feelings for you after a few months. Go back with me!¡± Mogul¡¯s body was shaken, and he didn¡¯t speak for a long time. . Ding Zhui thought she was shaken, so he reached out to help her shoulders, but the moment his hand touched her body, a biting coldness spread from his fingers to the bottom of Ding Zhui's heart, and then behind him The phantom pops up automatically, and passive protection begins. "Mr. Sun, I just come here to tell you that if you are willing to cooperate with us, my father is willing to give you rights, greater rights than you have now, and even allow you to control one-fifth of the world." "Go. Damn right, what if I don't!" Ding Zhui's expression became more ferocious, he had already pulled out the ceremonial sword in his hand, and the soldiers on both sides began to prepare to attack: "I will take you away no matter what you say today! How can anyone bully my family?" Mughal walked forward slowly: "If you don't agree, my father will let you disappear from this world. The dark clouds will defeat him and his people, leaving no one alive except him. Then he threw him back to Gilgamesh. "One of the four people beside her came out and responded with a chilling voice: "Understood, sir!" "Damn it!" Dingwei picked up the weapon and moved forward. He rushed, but all attacks, including the phantom of the colossus, were blocked by a huge weapon that was taller than Wu Yun himself. Mughal walked forward slowly, and she did not look back. But if anyone could see her expression, they would definitely find that this cold-blooded saint had actually shed tears. "Come back here!" The fixed hammer that was blocked by the block suddenly let out a loud roar, and the soldiers behind him also moved, and the people on both sides collided with each other instantly. "The hammer jumped away from the crowd and chased in the direction of the butterfly, but halfway through the chase, it hit the dark cloud's heavy sword head-on again. Dingmai¡¯s eyes instantly turned blue, and then runes covered his face from his body. And the surrounding space actually produced a wave of fluctuations. "You think a waste can stop me!" The hammer fell to the ground, looking at the dark clouds with a grin, then slowly stretched his hand into the twisted void around him, and grabbed a broken sword, and then shouted at Butterfly His back shouted: "Butterfly. You have been away from me for too long!" After saying that, he inserted the ceremonial sword into his waist and held the broken sword with both hands. When he held it with both hands, the broken sword in his hand The rotten copper and iron suddenly burst out with a scorching light like the sun. This light seemed to be very lethal to the man named Wu Yun. Even though he could easily block the attack of the phantom, he actually had to cover his eyes with his hands. The exposed skin was corroded and festered by the bright light. Butterfly, who had walked dozens of meters, suddenly turned around, stared at the weapon in the hand of the fixed hammer, and murmured to himself: "Sun Wheel!" As the weapon of the founding president of the Seventh District, this Sun Wheel has almost become a legend. . It is said that when the president used it, he could fight ten thousand super soldiers without losing. It also became extremely powerful because it had too much spiritual power attached to it. It is even said that ordinary people will be burned to ashes by its heat even if they touch it. " But the hammer is determined He took the weapon. Not only that, when he took the weapon, he was also covered with a layer of gorgeous crystal armor. This armor, this knife and the phantom behind him look like the demon-like figure from District 7 has reappeared in the world. "Daddy gives you love!" The hammer came out and the knife fell. Wu Yun's seemingly rock-solid giant sword collapsed sideways, including half of his body. And he did not reassemble like the living dead in the past, but began to burn violently from the fracture. No matter how his body twitched and shook on the ground, the slow and tenacious flame kept burning, like a brightly lit picture. Mars' napkin turned into ashes in a short time. "Do you really think there is only one firmament?" Ding Zhui grinned and inserted the Sun Wheel on the ground: "Fighter Warrior, come out!" "Stop him!" Butterfly waved and shouted: "Quick!" But she stopped him. In the end, it was still too late. Centered on the fixed hammer, a bright blue circle of light suddenly exploded, and as this circle of light advanced. No matter who they were, they were pushed aside by this force. Large circles appeared on the ground within a hundred meters of them, and in the center of the circles stood a giant man of about three meters. Each of these giant men holds a heavy double-edged ax that glows with blue light, and wears armor of other shapes, and each of their eyes is deep blue. The flickering blue light flashed into one piece. "Sky warriors, attack!" With a pointed sword, those armored warriors seemed to be pumped with blood, waving their big axes and rushing towards the awesome-looking living dead. The fixed hammer rushed to Butterfly at the fastest speed and pointed his sword at her: "Go home with me! Butterfly!" "My name is Mogul." Butterfly closed his eyes gently and spread his hands: "Butterfly , open! "Suddenly, the weight seemed to be weighed down by tens of thousands of pounds, and he couldn't stand alone.He knelt down on one knee, but his eyes were always looking at the butterfly stubbornly. He supported the sword with one hand and tried to stand up. He repeated word by word in a hoarse and thick voice: "Follow me! Come back! "Home!" "I" Butterfly turned her face to the side and took a step back: "My name is Mughal" After saying that, two daggers appeared in her hand, and she slowly walked towards the fixed hammer: "You can't beat me, and you can't beat my father. Why are you resisting?" Ding hammer showed a smile, a rebellious smile: "As a man who carries a group of people, a city and a country on his back, how can I not resist? !" Immediately, he broke free from the mental power that restrained him. When Butterfly saw this, he suddenly disappeared in place, and then suddenly appeared behind Dingmai, stabbing at Dingmai mercilessly with two daggers. The fixed hammer did not resist and received the stabbing forcefully. The sharp dagger pierced his armor, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, but he still turned around stubbornly, holding Butterfly's wrist with both hands: "I want you to go home!" Paranoid, pathological stubbornness, toughness His self-awareness is the most realistic portrayal of Dingmai now. If he had just waved his hand to fight back, even the butterfly would have had to dodge, but he didn't make any conventional movements at all, he just made a death-defying look full of loopholes. Butterfly stared into the eyes of the fixed weight, and then suddenly exerted force on his hands. The two daggers originally inserted in the back of the fixed weight suddenly flew through the body and flew back to Butterfly's hand. The fixed hammer was severely injured but could no longer bear it. He slowly let go of his hand and knelt on the ground, falling backwards. At the moment when it reached the bottom, he saw the butterfly's tearful eyes and two handfuls. The bright dagger stabbed at him. At this moment, a ray of light flashed, and the butterfly suddenly flew backwards uncontrollably. Just when she was about to turn over and fight back, a series of attacks came over her. Her body was instantly riddled with holes, like A piece of rotten flesh fell to the ground. But she soon recovered and stood up slowly, turning her head to look in the direction of the attacker. At this time, a man slowly walked out of the dusk mist. He shrugged and shook his head gently: "Many years." It¡¯s useless, I¡¯m a bit rusty.¡± ¡°What are you pretending to be!¡± Ham sausage also jumped out: ¡°Keep fucking her!¡± Miao had no choice but to hold a bow with one hand and draw the bow with the other hand. Then there was no bow or arrow, but the powerful mental power of the bow and arrow pierced through. These arrows seemed to have eyes, heading straight towards the butterfly. No matter how she dodged these mental arrows, they could accurately tear off a piece of her flesh. Ham sausage took the opportunity to rush to Dingwei, picked him up, and shouted loudly: "Here comes Big Eva!"