Chapter 95 Red Flame

Naran Ji Rentai was already in tears at this time. At the moment he walked into the military base in the highlands, his heart was cold and his eyes were covered by hatred. He thought that from then on, he had lost all the happiness of life and lived humiliatingly in order to revenge, but he was weak and faced the powerful Zhiga. The Gothic tribe, facing the more powerful Lelen tribe, is like an ant facing an elephant, with a cowardly feeling in his heart.

However, at this moment, he knew that it was not that ants could not shake elephants. Looking at so many brothers bravely and sacrifice their lives, he knew that his choice was not wrong and abandoned his cowardice. He faced the reality again and worked hard. He believed that his desire would eventually change the world. .

A spark can start a prairie... Thousands of miles of embankment was destroyed in the ant nest... Looking at the indignant appearance of 600 soldiers, Nalan Ji Yantai slowly raised his head and overcame all the negative obstacles that plagued him.

He was grateful for everything Jiulong had given him. Suddenly, he turned around and left. His solid back and vigorous pace no longer returned to his previous loneliness and pity.

600 soldiers including Kowloon quietly watched the departure of Nalan Jirentai. Their hearts were also shocked by the sudden transformation between Nalan Jirentai. Nalan Jirentai was not an ordinary person. Jiulong's heart was surging and secretly happy for Nalan Jirentai. He really stood up. From then on, his achievements were destined to be nothing. It is as brilliant as gold.

After a while, the happy Nalan Ji Rentai held a small and exquisite magic box. From the countless magic crystals embedded in it, it can be seen that the treasures in it are rare and extremely precious in the world.

"General!" Nalan Jirentai handed over the magic box to Kowloon's hand and said respectfully, "General, there are a total of 500 Warcraft contracts in it, and they are all extremely precious seven-level Warcraft contracts. With it, we can build an invincible Warcraft army of 500 people!"

"Warcraft Contract!" When Jiulong heard this, he was shocked, and then he was extremely excited. This does not need ordinary treasures. He has a Warcraft contract. When he captures the Warcraft, he can use the Warcraft Contract to turn the Warcraft into his own slave and never rebel forever.

Kowloon deeply knows the preciousness of the Warcraft contract, and this one alone can be fully worth half of the wealth of this treasure house. Jiulong touched the magic box, looked at Nalan Ji Yantai in surprise, and asked anxiously, "General Nalan Ji Yantai, why are there so many Warcraft contracts here, and it is a seven-level warcraft Contract."

"General, as a military base, how can there be no real treasures? These 500 Warcraft contracts are the highest gift of my Tonas tribe as a reward for achieving seven-level martial artists and obtaining great achievements."

"Okay, with these Warcraft contracts, we can build a real Warcraft Legion. At that time, who will compete with the world!" Jiulong was heroic and held a heavy treasure in his hand, so he couldn't help but be full of confidence.

Then, Jiulong turned his eyes to the more than 600 soldiers beside him, looking at their eyes shining, smiling and generously: "Brothers, everyone has seen that there is a real card for me to flatten the whole continent. Here, I, Kowloon, as your officer, like you. Nuo, as long as anyone can advance to the seven-level warrior, he can get a seven-level Warcraft contract, dominate the king and fight the world.

"Yes!" All the soldiers were excited, and huge rewards hung over their heads. As long as they worked hard, they could pick the pie in the sky.

Looking at the magic box in his hand, Kowloon can imagine the scene where he will lead 500 Warcraft Legions to fight in the world. How magnificent and magnificent!

In an instant, he thought of the laborious six-level Warcraft Jungle Overlord Lion. The majestic roar was enough to scare the warriors of the same level to death and frighten.

"General, it's not too late. We will immediately open the spiritual array, practice hard, and prepare for countless wars in the future." Seeing this, Nalan Ji Yantai's excited heart couldn't wait any longer. He immediately urged Jiulong to use precious resources to start practicing and strengthen his strength.

"Good!" Jiulong shouted well and immediately conveyed the order, "Brothers, put away your excitement and start to practice hard for ten days to break through the bottleneck and advance to a higher level."

"Yes!" Six hundred soldiers spoke with one voice, the loud voice was deafening, and the whole secret room trembled.

Subsequently, more than 600 people, led by Nalan Jirongtai, walked into another secret room and began a ten-day penance.

Just after everyone entered the spiritual array, the air in the spacious room slowly squirmed, and a figure slowly condensed until the end, showing his true face. This person was the old fox Count henge.

At this time, Count Enger's eyes were gloomy, looking at the wide and huge secret room. The sharpness in his eyes was uncertain, and the corners of his mouth muttered, "Well, Jiulong, you actually detached my ten guards and led 600 iron riders to quietly accumulate strength with the intention of rebellion. It seems that the leader Leren Enieaux is really far-looking. Pay attention to the enemy and take the lead, and prevent trouble before it happens!"

"Hmm! Humph! Humph! Five hundred seven-level Warcraft contracts, this wealth is not a small number! It seems that time is running, and I, Enge, will also become a millionaire. Alas, in the face of such a big **, I can only be full of selfishness... Alas! Alas! I can only live up to the high expectations of the leader.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Thinking of this, Count Enger laughed proudly. He slowly walked through the huge treasure house, picked up all kinds of weapons on the weapons, held them casually, and walked leisurely in his back garden. "Alas, I'm also reluctant to accept these bad goods."

This is a small secret room. The huge ground is shining with colorful and gorgeous magic patterns. The mysterious magic symbols keep fluctuating, and all kinds of free elements freely condense into an intoxicating whirlpool, as brilliant as heaven and earth.

600 sergeants sat on the ground. They quietly closed their eyes, felt the abundant magic elements, tried their best to absorb them, and fought repeatedly. In this way, there are not many days to provide cultivation, and there are sufficient cultivation resources. At this moment, their cultivation can be described as a thousand miles a day.

The Kowloon treasure elephant sat solemnly, cross-legged, bathed in the golden true qi mask, like an extraordinary Buddha. He held the Dharma in his hand and sat solemnly. All kinds of elements in the air were like dragons returning to the sea, swarming to him. He accepted all this rudely, slowly accepted and quietly practiced.

Time slowly disappeared, and three hours passed. Suddenly, with a roar, a huge flame rose to the sky, like a surging volcanic eruption, venting his omnipresentity. With the rise of this flame, thousands of fire elements seemed to have been summoned. In general, the moth poured into the huge flame like a fire, and the huge flame intensified. Finally, it directly rendered the whole secret room like purgatory.

Kowloon, who was practicing, felt the strong fluctuation of the fire element and opened his eyes slightly. Everything in front of him shocked Jiulong slightly. It was the person who released such a huge flame. Euro Tartison was originally a cultivation genius, coupled with the "Red Flame Decision" that Jiulong taught him. At this time, officially Advanced, achieve the supreme seven-level martial arts, and become a veritable peerless master.

The hegemony of "Chi Yan Jue" is also fully demonstrated from the cultivation of Euro Tatisson. The Omer tribe that can become a super hegemony. The credit of Chi Yan Jue is great. In the past, Euro Tatison relied on the peak six-level warriors and could be comparable to ordinary seven-level warriors. At this time After achieving the seventh-level martial artist, he turned into a butterfly and was reborn in the fire. He was a powerful character, so he rose.

Oro Tatison became a seven-level warrior. The flame slowly converded, and calmed in the secret room. Such a strong flame element was a God-given opportunity to consolidate the realm. Euro Tatison did not rest for a moment. He seized the time and tried to absorb the flame element and enrich the realm.