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After Long Zhanye killed Shi Xing, he walked forward slowly.
He walked to the deep pit and grabbed Shi Xing's body with one hand.
He used Demon-Breaking Sword and scratched it directly on his neck--
"Pfft" sound.
Shi Xing's head was cut off like this.
Those unblinking eyes were still wide open, as if they were accusing fate.
Long Zhanye held its head in his hands, raised it high, and looked up to the sky and screamed:
"Shrek City Lord--has been executed!!"
The sound, one wave after another, one wave after another, spread throughout Shrek City and the entire battlefield!
At this time, Shrek City Defense Army's face suddenly changed!
They simply couldn't believe their ears and couldn't believe this fact.
But the head held high in Long Zhanye's hand is clearly - their city lord, Shi Xing!
Morale, in an instant, dropped to freezing point.
Just like a load-bearing wall being demolished, the entire Shrek City Defense Army taxi collapsed at this moment!
Many of the surviving taxi soldiers lost their will to fight.
Their hands were shaking, their legs were weak, and their eyes were full of fear and despair.
They dropped their weapons--
Then they began to flee.
No one was directing, no one was giving orders, everyone was instinctively, crazily, and desperately escaping into the city.
Their city lord is dead, their commander is dead, what are they doing here? Waiting to die?
Yan Shaozhe Seeing this, he was shocked and angry, and an unknown fire shot straight into the Tianling Cap.
The morale of the army is in chaos, this is a taboo in war!
An army without morale is just a pile of loose sand, fat meat served to Soul Beast's mouth!
He waved his hand casually, and a fierce force of light swept out, directly smashing the first few taxi soldiers who started to escape!
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, the screams suddenly stopped, and before those soldiers even had time to react, they were already reduced to pieces of meat on the ground.
"Anyone who escapes from battle - beheaded!"
Yan Shaozhe's voice exploded, carrying an unquestionable command!
After seeing Yan Shaozhe's thunderous methods, no one dared to escape again.
They stopped, turned around stiffly, reluctantly picked up the weapons they had just dropped, and continued to participate in the battle.
There was no fighting spirit or courage on their faces, only numbness and despair--
They knew they might die, but they knew better that if they ran away now, they would die immediately.
Rather than die at the hands of Yan Shaozhe, it would be better to die under the claws of Soul Beast. At least you can die like a warrior.
There are less than 3,000 city defense troops left. Facing this monstrous Heavenly Soul Empire beast, they are already standing in the way of a mantis.
The only meaning of their existence is to use their own flesh and blood to delay Soul Beast's progress and buy one more second for the civilians in the city to escape.
Now, Soul Beast has broken through the city wall and slaughtered wantonly in the city.
The black tide poured in from every gap in South City, into the streets, into the alleys, and into every house.
Screams, cries, and calls for help came and went, intertwined with the roar of Soul Beast, forming a sad elegy.
And several elders of the Sea God Pavilion are still resisting the attack of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast outside the city wall.
Their figures looked particularly lonely, old and tragic in the sunshine.
Each one of them is fighting one against two or three against each other, trying their best to hold back the most powerful Soul Beast and buy time for the retreat in the city.
But how long can they last? No one knows.
Maybe a stick of incense, maybe half an hour, maybe someone will fall down the next moment.
The outcome of this battle is already very obvious.
The fall of Shrek City is only a matter of time.
Long Zhanye threw Shi Xing's head aside. The head rolled several times on the ground and stopped in a pool of blood.
Long Zhanye didn't take another look.
He turned around and looked at the unconscious figure not far away - Xuan Ziwen.
This Level 8 Soul Engineer collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, unconscious.
His face was pale, his breathing was weak, and there were still traces of the mental attack on the back of his head.
A faint, almost invisible golden light slowly dissipated above his head.
As a Level 8 Soul Engineer, Xuan Ziwen must have a lot of good things--
High-end Soul Tool, precious materials... these things are all treasures to Long Zhanye.
I saw Long Zhanye squatting down and exploring Storage Soul Tool on Xuan Ziwen one by one.
A belt around his waist, a bracelet on his wrist, and a badge on his chest are all Storage Soul Tool.
And the quality is extremely high, at least grade seven or above.
He opened them one by one and inspected them one by one. The expressions on his face ranged from calmness to surprise, from surprise to ecstasy...
It wasn't until he reached into the inner space of the badge that his fingers touched something unexpected.
That thing exuded a warm breath, as if it were alive.
Long Zhanye's pupils suddenly contracted, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and his whole person froze in place like a statue struck by lightning.
He slowly took the thing out of the storage space--
That is a dark red Left Arm Spirit Bone!
As soon as Long Zhanye's fingers touched it, he felt a violent and fiery power pouring out of Spirit Bone.
That force was overbearing, arrogant, and full of wild desire to kill, as if it wanted to break free from all restraints.
Long Zhanye can be roughly judged - this piece of Spirit Bone should be a piece of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!
Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!
That is a treasure that countless Spirit Master cannot reach in their entire lives!
You know, on the entire continent, there are only a handful of Spirit Masters with Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones.
But at this moment, with such a priceless treasure lying in the palm of his hand, even Long Zhanye, who owned several Spirit Bone, could not help but sigh.
He opened the Double Pupil and carefully explored every breath of the Spirit Bone.
If he guessed correctly, this should come from a 100,000-year-old tiger-shaped Soul Beast.
The tiger-shaped Soul Beast is originally one of the most aggressive and good at fighting types of Soul Beast.
The 100,000-year-old tiger-shaped Soul Beast is a terrifying existence standing at the top of the food chain. Its Spirit Bone must contain the astonishing Soul Bone Skill.
A trace of satisfaction flashed in Long Zhanye's eyes, Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, this is an unexpected surprise.
But then he thought about it, if there is Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, there must be Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!!
Long Zhanye's heart beat half a beat faster.
Since Spirit Bone is here, then Soul Ring must be nearby too!
Either it has been absorbed by people, or it is still stored in a container.
Long Zhanye forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, then put his hand into Xuan Ziwen's Storage Soul Tool, and began to search more carefully.
A Level 8 Soul Engineer was once a core member of the Mingde Hall. The wealth accumulated over the years is enough to make any Soul Engineer crazy.
Long Zhanye did a rough inventory - thousands of kilograms of Rare Metal...
There are many kinds of treasures that are valuable but not available in the market; there are also many pieces of Level 8 Soul Tool, of various kinds, each one is well-made...
Immediately afterwards, Long Zhanye looked at the out-of-control All-Terrain Self-Propelled Artillery on the top of the city.
Those steel behemoths, originally under the control of Xuan Ziwen, were pouring firepower on Soul Beast's army in an orderly manner.
But now, Xuan Ziwen is unconscious, and they just stand there, motionless.
Long Zhanye walked over and looked at it carefully.
Level 8 Soul Tool?
This turns out to be an energy-gathering compression type auxiliary device Level 8 Soul Tool!
This type of Soul Tool may not be as dazzling as the attack type on the battlefield, but at a strategic level, its value is even higher than that of the attack type.
Because it can provide energy support for other Soul Tool, compress and store Soul Power, and explode with amazing power at critical moments.
Not bad, not bad.
Long Zhanye nodded with satisfaction and pocketed those All-Terrain Self-Propelled Artillery one by one without hesitation.
His Storage Belt has an amazing capacity, more than enough to accommodate dozens of behemoths.
He collected one piece after another with quick and skillful movements.
A total of nearly 61 units were collected.
Sixty-one eight-level All-Terrain Self-Propelled Artillery, thousands of kilograms of Rare Metal, dozens of finished Level 8 Soul Tool, plus one Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone...
This trip is worth it!
Earning a lot of money is enough to make you wake up with a smile even in your dreams!
Just when Long Zhanye took the last All-Terrain Self-Propelled Artillery into his bag.
However, he discovered that something seemed to be glowing slightly in the fort.
He was startled slightly, and when he looked intently, his pupils suddenly shrank -
Among those All-Terrain Self-Propelled Artillery, there are actually many Ownerless Soul Ring!!!