Chapter 1675: Red Prison (1/2)
Red prison world.
A plane closer to the upper bound.
The weather here is hot, the earth and the rocks are red, and it looks like hell, so it is called ‘Aquila’.
A warrior who lives in the Red Prison Realm majors in the fire department, but due to the limited nature of the earth, the realm is the strongest than the lower level to find the real world. Therefore, from the plane level, there is obviously a big gap with the upper realm.
In fact, the upper bound is not weak. When the Third Fleet of Protoss came to commit a crime, it was described as quasi-second class. This shows that there are third, fourth, and even lower classes.
”call out!”
One day, a streamer passed silently through the barriers of space and landed between mountains and rivers that seemed to be burning.
Not others, it is Jun Chang who laughs.
He did not fly in with eleven warships. After all, it was easy for locals to misunderstand and define himself as an intruder.
”call out!”
The spiritual thoughts were released and filled thousands of miles.
”Well.”
Jun Chang laughed: ”The fire system here is particularly strong.”
Systemically said: ”Other attributes are relatively weak and should be related to the hot environment.”
”I'm afraid it's difficult to breed martial arts resources like Xuanshi.” Jun Chang smiled with a little disappointment.
”not necessarily.”
Systematic Road: ”A world with a single attribute often produces extreme ore or resources.”
”That makes sense.”
Jun Changxiao put on Yirong mask, put on a set of gray robes, and soon became an old **** stick walking rivers and lakes, and then went straight to a city thousands of miles away.
What he has to do now is to understand this plane and whether there are resources that can be used to drive fuel. Choosing Yirong is also afraid that his peerless beauty will cause a huge sensation.
”Ha ha.”
The system laughed.
...
”kill!”
”kill!”
After a few hundred miles, roar came from his ears.
Jun Chang laughed and released his thoughts, and found that hundreds of thousands of troops in the distance were divided into two teams, fighting on the battlefield, blood forced the ground to be more red, and the air smelled of stench.
The soldiers participating in the war are not high, and judging from the breath, they seem to be comparable to the martial arts level.
”Yes.”
Jun Chang laughed: ”This face is definitely not high.”
Hundreds of thousands of martial arts troops are indeed terrible in the lower world, but they appear very small in the upper universe. Even a disciple from Zongmen can be easily solved.
Jun Chang laughed without interest to watch the rookies peck each other, and continued to go to the locked city.
however.
After a long journey, two groups of armies were found against each other.
”This face likes to fight?” Jun Chang smiled with amazement, released his spiritual thoughts in a serious mentality, and directly diffused more than half of the Red Prison world. The final captured picture was that the battlefield, large and small, killed at least Hundreds!
The environment is a bit harsh, and the locals are fighting over the map. Can such a chaotic world breed a powerful martial arts resource?
”Hey.”
The dog left shook his head and said, ”I'm afraid I've come here for nothing.”
Not long after, he stopped in front of the gate of the city locked in advance, because the whole was made of red ore, so the towering wall looked like a flame burning wildly.
”@ ￥ amp ;.”
”*% ￥ * amp ;.”
In and out of martial arts are talking, because the language system is different, Jun often laughed and did not understand.
”Do you need translation?”
”What do you say?”
”call out----------”
Suddenly, Jun often laughed at the light flashing across the world, and various symbols, gestures and numbers poured in wildly. When everything recovered, the passers-by were all talking about Huaxia.
”The Tiewei Army of the Kingdom of Great Heaven has won several more cities. In my opinion, the Kingdom of Changyuan may be destroyed.”