Chapter 412

The camp was upgraded to level 3. Hundreds of thousands of people in Shijia village experienced a terrible battle. Fortunately, they won at a very low cost.

All this, insiders know, is far away don't know where Tang Tian made it, Shijia village's life and death we care about, but many people care about the safety of Tang Tian.

The camp has been upgraded successfully, and everything has returned to calm. However, the senior management of Shijia village has not left. Instead, they stand in the same place and wait. The camp has been upgraded successfully, and the battle is over. Then, what happened to Tang Tian? The answer will soon be answered.

After waiting for a short time, a void passage appeared over the array in the center of the barracks. Although this passage was not as big and violent as the monster passage, it was more profound and mysterious.

It's dark as ink. I don't know where to go. It's dark and dark. It seems that it can devour the sunshine. It makes people feel very strange at a glance. They are cold and dare not look directly at it.

Soon after, a strong breath appeared in the passage, accompanied by the dull sound of footsteps, which appeared from the void passage. I didn't feel it at first, but with the aggravation of the sound of footsteps, all the people observing the passage felt shortness of breath.

This breath is too terrible. I don't agree with the crushing breath of powerful monsters. The breath from this passage is like the breath of war where thousands of troops cross the earth and where they pass is full of blood. Facing this breath, a single person only feels that the blood has to stop flowing.

In this breath, the only one is just like the iron soldiers who have survived countless battles. In their eyes, there are only life and death, no enemies, and the smell of killing makes people crazy.

But this kind of breath, is not a single one, but one, one, finally converges into a wave of terror from the channel.

The people who face the channel, even the top strong people like Zhao Yueer and Lin Tian, dare not face it head-on, and all subconsciously avoid it.

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In the end, the source of terror appeared in the eyes of the public.

Sit down. The black steed, three meters high and five meters long, is vigorous, smooth and full of explosive force and beauty. Especially under the dark steed, its four hooves are white, as if the steed is stepping on the snow. Moreover, the eyes of the steed are permeated with evil spirit. At a glance, people can see that such a steed does not know how many battlefields it has galloped on, If put in ancient times, one can be worth ten thousand gold!

On horseback, riding alone, the whole body is black as ink armor, cold and deep, iron armor, even the face is blocked, can only see a pair of eyes full of evil spirit from the armor, waist and crotch black Forsythia long sword, then walked out of the passage.

The smell of terror came from this man.

There is more than one such person, twenty-one groups, three people in one shot, coming out of the passageway continuously, more and more, as if they could never finish.

These people, with uniform movements, went through the barracks gate, through the wall around the barracks, through the military camp