Thousands of large-scale wars broke out every day. More than 70% of the plane cores have not been found. Even where the plane cores have appeared, the plane cores will appear again, which makes the search work very heavy. The teams of each camp are not allowed to take turns to repair the three guys who had disturbed the resentment of each camp two hundred years ago completely lost the news after being ambushed. Some news said that they were dead, some said that they were severely injured and were hiding in a corner of the God battlefield licking their wounds. There are legends that they were not dead yet, just using some special props or abilities to block the search and hide in the God battlefield waiting for the opportunity to revenge. However, the legends of these two legends have not been confirmed in the last two hundred years. The soldiers of various camps who were gradually busy with various wars have forgotten them in the depths of their memory.

A one-person high-elliptical portal opened deep underground. Thousands of "rats" ignored the underground rocks and formed a dimensional space of several meters around the portal. A young man with a black-haired and black armored face and a cold mask walked out and stood on one side of the portal. A handsome young man with a long sword on his back and wore an ice blue mask and an ice blue robe followed him out of the portal and stood on the other side of the portal. Behind the two, a mage wearing a gray simple mage robe with a crystal mask on his face and walked out. After he walked out of the portal, the portal disappeared. These three were Clark's three complete clones, A Jian, A Gun, and A Zhao.

"We are back in the Gods Battlefield!" A Jian looked up at the Gods Battlefield blocked by the rocks.

"Those guys who are surrounding us are trembling!" Ah Qian also raised his head and shook the spear in his hand and said viciously.

"Let the entire battlefield of gods tremble because of us!" Azhao raised his head and burst into a scorching fighting spirit, "Let's go!"...

A demon warrior whose arm was cut off, grabbed a head with his only remaining hand and laughed wildly, "Who dares to fight with us! The core of the supreme plane belongs to our demons!"

"You are so happy too early!" A cold voice echoed on the battlefield. The exhausted demon warriors who survived immediately forced themselves to guard against each other, but what they saw was the sword light like a rainstorm and then there was no more...

"Persevere! Our reinforcements are coming, defend!" A blood-covered general of the horse tribe pulled the bowstring with his fingers donating blood and shot at the enemy surrounding the troops. The remaining people around him were only one thousandth of the enemy, but they had no way out. This time they not only had to lose a core of the imperial plane but also the lives of all the soldiers of an elite unit.

"Kill! Don't worry about cutting off all the limbs and those women can still use them hahaha."

"Disgusting!" A cold voice sounded throughout the noisy battlefield, and endless sword rains in the sky poured down.

Uh~! The soldiers who had been fighting around the generals of the Horde Clan could no longer help but bent down and vomited. They had long been accustomed to death. They had long been used to death. The scene in front of them was even more unbearable than any tragic war they had seen. The generals of the Horde Clan covered their mouths with pale faces and held back the feeling of vomiting. The eyes swept across the battlefield in front of them. The enemies who had an absolute advantage in the war a second ago have now become minced meat on the ground, and no one survived. Such a powerful attack has covered several miles of these enemies with the primary god king level, but they don’t even have a chance to escape under the attack of the mysterious man. How powerful this mysterious man is, just thinking about it is enough to make the generals of the Horse Clan sweat.

But why did this mysterious man help his generals to look at the place where the core of the imperial plane to be fought for was in confusion. His eyes suddenly opened so hard that the boss almost opened his eyes out of his eyes. He had clearly seen the core of the imperial plane in the pile of corpses and disappeared! He was so sad! He rubbed his eyes hard and the sea of ​​corpses were still there, but the only thing that disappeared was the core of the imperial plane they were fighting for...

In a dark underground cave, a warrior from the underworld reached out to grab the core of the floating plane. "The dirty thing is not something you can touch."

The cold voice sounded scared the warrior in the cave. Before he could react, he was swallowed by a huge head. The warrior in the cave was summoned by a creature called by the undead, only one second more than the warrior in the cave, who went to take the core of the plane, was crushed by a dragon with tens of thousands of meters long, so his soul was destroyed.

"It's very powerful, but it's a bit too wasteful. So many divine characters are too wasteful! It seems that it needs to be practiced." The cold sound in the dark cave sounded again, and the suspended plane core disappeared...

"Kill!" Millions of warriors from three camps collided and fought each other.

Boom~! A huge dragon suddenly exploded on the ground and jumped out of the ground and swallowed the plane core that was fought for by the three parties, and then drilled back into the ground.

"Not good!" The commanders of the three camps immediately shouted to "Catch up!"

The three camp soldiers who fought like a life-and-death enemy the next second completely ignored the other party and jumped into the underground passage that was knocked out by the dragon and chased after...

"I'm so lucky this time!" A demon general said to the demon general around him. "Not only have I obtained two super plane cores and haven't encountered an enemy yet, but we have to improve our contribution ranking one or two when we go back this time."

"I don't care whether the ranking is improved or not. My contribution this time plus the credit I have saved should be enough to buy that succubus."

"You kid already have more than a dozen succubus, why don't you buy it?"

"You can't help but be like this, brother."

"It's a pity that your succubus is going to be taken care of by others." A plain voice rang out.

"Who?" The two demon generals and the guards around them tightened their weapons.

Tens of thousands of light balls suddenly popped up under the feet of the entire team, and endless gray shadows jumped out of the light balls. Tens of thousands of light balls disappeared after ten minutes, as if nothing had happened. Only one wreckage was left proved that there had been creatures from here...

"Have you heard it?" A captain of the Chaos camp whispered to the captain beside him. "Recently, the teams in each camp have been attacked by different people. Many teams in the entire number have died and have been officially officially obtained the plane core. They just don't know what the plane core is, but they are all lost. They can't find out who the murderer is using traceability magic."

“How long did this happen?”

"In the past week, I heard that it has happened thirty times and it has happened thousands of miles away."

"Then we have to be careful. This time we have obtained a very rare imperial plane core."

"Imperial level? OK, I'll accept it!" A plain voice sounded, and then the entire team was shrouded in screams and the sound of rodent creatures chewing.

Ten minutes later, everything returned to peace. Apart from the blood on the ground and the remaining damaged armor, there was no bone left, even cleaner than the locusts crossing the border...

"Damn the crawler! Don't let me know who you are!" A commander of the Nether tribe threw his helmet to the ground and roared. The angry sounds were heard by the entire camp. Everyone could not help but shrink their necks and hold their breaths deep. They were afraid of attracting the attention of the commander who was running wild.

This kind of curse happens from time to time in various camps, and even they don’t know who they are.

Three figures gathered together in a corner northwest of the Central District of the Gods Battlefield. "How are the harvest? I got ten super-large ones, and more than super-large ones."

"I got seven super-large ones, one emperor level."

"My luck is still possible with three emperor-level and five super-large ones."

"Now that the teams in this area have joined forces again, it's time for us to change places to avoid the limelight."

"agree!"

"We are pests! Who are we afraid of!"
Chapter completed!