Chapter 119 Field Autumn Soldier

Long Yongcheng walked casually and happened to walk to a battlefield that had just experienced the war and had not been cleaned. The wars were too frequent, and no one would come to clean the battlefield in the ordinary wilderness. There was no shortage of warcrafts in the New Yuan Dynasty, so these corpses would be cleaned up by the Warcrafts before they had time to decay. Seeing such a scene, the desolate feeling of the battlefield in Long Yongcheng's heart became more and more intense. Long Yongcheng simply sat down cross-legged and began to feel it. Long Yongcheng understood that such a feeling is very rare. Now he grasps and realize that what he can get is naturally the most.

When Long Yongcheng devoted himself to his understanding, Long Yongcheng's body did not know when countless black gas had gathered, and these black gas condensed into soldiers and generals with weapons. Obviously, this wilderness is often used as a battlefield, so a very strong resentment has been gathered, and these grievances have turned into these soldiers and generals. As soon as these soldiers and generals appeared, a tragic atmosphere of the battlefield permeated, and they divided into two groups and began to fight with each other.

If someone is killed, it will collapse into black gas again, be absorbed by others, and others will appear more powerful. At this time, the two groups of people fighting found Long Yongcheng. Originally, this place had just gone through a battle. Among so many dead people, after all, they were all newly killed people, so Long Yongcheng was not conspicuous in it, not to mention that Long Yongcheng sat cross-legged. Piles of corpses are very common here, and there are piles of tall corpses, so Long Yongcheng is even more inconspicuous.

However, after all, Long Yongcheng is alive, and there is no injury on his body. He sits there cross-legged intact. If he doesn't notice it, it will be fine, but if he is noticed, then Long Yongcheng will be very conspicuous. The two groups of people immediately rushed to Long Yongcheng. These black gasified human figures are also strong and weak, which is very obvious, and they can also be cultivated. They know that it may be an instinct to strengthen themselves by fighting and absorbing others, but their ability to form gangs by themselves shows that their minds are also connected.

For such beings whose minds have been opened, most of the purpose of cultivation is not only to become stronger and protect themselves, but also have another purpose, that is, to truly transform into adult form, rather than the current transformation by black gas. It's just that they are originally formed by resentment. If they want to really turn into human form, they have to wait for a long time, and there is not no shortcut to turn into adult form. Now there is a shortcut in front of them, which is to take it away! Erase the mind of the person in front of them, and then they occupy the person's body.

After arriving at Long Yongcheng's side, the two groups of people and horses obviously looked clear and fiercely confronted each other. There could only be one person who took away, and either side naturally hoped that this one was theirs. Since these people can be divided into two groups, there is no need to clarify whether the other party determined by the two groups will have civil strife after being taken away by the two groups. The emergence of any force requires a powerful leader who can control this force at least at present.

And for these grievances, as long as the leader really turns into a human form, the leader can walk in the human world. As long as the leader can walk in the human world, it means that each of them has a chance to get a human body to take away. Thinking of this, they confront each other more viciously and must not let the other party seize such an opportunity. If the other party seizes such an opportunity and the other party with a body will become stronger, then they are likely to be killed by the other party and become part of the other party's energy.

Both sides are brewing. Once the fight starts, it will be a more tragic battle than usual. Although there are also soldiers fighting here at ordinary times, since it can be called a battle, there must be many people, and they all come to fight. It is inevitable that there is a strong spirit of killing, which makes them unable to get out at all. The strangeness of this battlefield is also known to others, so no one usually comes at all except when there is a war. Such an opportunity is particularly precious, so it will be more tragic when they fight for this matter.

I don't know who took action first. In short, someone took action. In this highly tense situation, once someone takes action, it is a chain reaction. Generally, everyone starts to take action, and it is uncontrollable. During their fierce fight, they completely forgot, or independently ignored how powerful the person sitting here cross-legged would be, and whether ignoring the existence of this person was a mistake.

Long Yongcheng is not closed to death. If he is really closed to death, he doesn't know how to die if he is weaker than himself. So Long Yongcheng knew when those grievances first appeared, but Long Yongcheng just wanted to see these grievances. In fact, Long Yongcheng was still very interested in what he had never seen before. Under the attention of Long Yongcheng, those resentments turned into human figures and began to fight. After a while, they seemed to have found themselves.

From the obvious fluctuation of their ideas, Long Yongcheng knew that they wanted to take up, until they fought again in order to fight for themselves, Long Yongcheng had been watching quietly. These resentment is generated by years of fighting in the battlefield. The breath of the battlefield on his body is particularly strong. Long Yongcheng feels that the combination of all sentient beings and the unique atmosphere of the battlefield is becoming more and more perfect. And the human-shaped fight transformed by the two groups of resentment also touched Long Yongcheng more and more.

Just when Long Yongcheng felt that his perception of this breath had reached a certain limit, Long Yongcheng felt that this perception continued to expand, as if he wanted to break through this limit, as if it were a container with water constantly injected into the container. When the container was full, the water was still constantly injecting. Enter. As a result, the pressure of water on the container is increasing. It has just reached the limit of the container, and now it is hitting another limit, that is, the limit of the container's pressure.

Long Yongcheng feels that the inner wall of the container that holds these insights is cracking little by little under this slowly increasing pressure. Such pressure can no longer withstand this container, and the container will inevitably be destroyed. Sure enough, even under such circumstances, this feeling was still improving little by little. Long Yongcheng suddenly felt that the container was broken, and then he felt that he suddenly realized something in his heart. Long Yongcheng followed the instinctive impulse in his heart and made a move, and the original tire appeared in Long Yongcheng's palm.

I saw a huge thing released from the original fetus. It was the warcraft that was called the overlord by Long Yongcheng. Now the realm of the overlord is already the peak of the third-class, and it is almost able to break through to the fourth-class. But even this power is very amazing. After the appearance of the overlord, Long Yongcheng jumped on the huge head of the overlord and released an unparalleled power together with the overlord's power, which immediately shocked the soldiers and generals who were fighting.

Human beings who were originally ignored by them have such power. The two groups of people rushed towards Long Yongcheng and the overlord at the same time. At this time, the most important thing is not the struggle between them, but to subdue this human first. Their intuition makes them feel dangerous from this human body. Subduing this human seems to be a very difficult thing. Because of the tricky, Only then can we do this first. Seeing the two groups of people rushing towards him, Long Yongcheng snorted coldly, and suddenly a greater pressure spread from Long Yongcheng's body.

If you are an ordinary cultivation person in the Xinyuan Continent, you may really suffer losses this time, but not to mention that Long Yongcheng, as a true person, has the means to deal with this kind of resentment cultivation. Long Yongcheng is also very clear that the most effective attack on such existence is the attack on the soul. Of course, if a person If the momentum is strong enough, it will have the same effect, or it can be said that the strength of the momentum is directly proportional to the strength of the soul. The soul of the magician in the new continent is strong, but the soul of the warrior is weak, and the soul of Long Yongcheng is not weak at all. This momentum is released, and he immediately dares not move those human figures turned into resentment.

Seeing that those human figures transformed from resentment were shocked by himself, Long Yongcheng let go of his consciousness and began to refine these grievances unscrupulously. These resentment was finally collected into Long Yongcheng's body by Long Yongcheng, but this absorption and refining are different from Long Yongcheng's usual absorption and refining. Long Yongcheng just realized a magic power. After absorbing all his grievances, Long Yongcheng was eager to try his new magic power. Long Yong's sincere thoughts suddenly moved, and suddenly a unique tragedy in the battlefield actually permeated Long Yongcheng's body.

I don't know when countless seemingly well-trained soldiers and generals appeared around Long Yongcheng's body. Every move and every step seems to be integrated with the space scattered by the tragic momentum around Long Yongcheng, all of which is a kind of desolation and tragedy unique to the battlefield. Long Yongcheng felt that he was a great general, and these soldiers and generals could be assigned by themselves. Long Yongcheng suddenly thought of a poem "Autumn Soldiers" by Xin Qiji that he had read. Although it was a little worse in the realm, he also felt that this sentence was very appropriate to be his own magical name.