The wind howled, blowing the robe of the **** of war Ares into a hunting noise.

He looked at the believers below, and the last touch of reluctance in his eyes disappeared.

"Today, our purpose is only one, and that is to test out the details of the black-robed man."

"As your god, I am sorry that I cannot protect your safety at this time. After today, I am the **** of war Ares, no longer a high god, today, please let me be one of you, together Fight on the battlefield!"

"Today's battle will be commanded by Lord Feng, and I will follow Lord Feng's dispatch and fight to the end with you!"

The followers of the God of War looked at Ares, the God of War, in disbelief, and watched him walk down more than ten meters of rubble and come to them.

Standing three steps away in front of the believers, Ares, the **** of war, puts on the helmet that was clamped under his arm.

Turned around, turned his back to everyone, with a spear in his hand.

Just leave these believers with a solid and reliable back.

Wow...

There was a sound of rubbing armor pieces, and behind the **** of war Ares, everyone knelt down.

Only the long spears in their hands stood with perseverance!

Qin Yichen walked to the edge of the stone platform and looked at the people below.

"Today's battle, maybe none of us can go back alive, or maybe we can return in triumph."

"The key to deciding this matter is not with us, but with the forces that have been hidden for a long time, and see how much they can value us."

Looking at the disciple of the God of War who looked astonished below, Qin Yichen increased his tone.

"I'm not here to be alarmist. What I want to tell you is not this trivial thing!"

"I want to tell you that if our opponents look down on us, let us shred their formations, cut off their proud heads, let them see, and despise our end!"

"If the opponent sets us a mortal situation..."

Qin Yichen stopped, looked at the people who were silent, and looked at the believers who hadn't fought with the will to die.

"If the opponent sets us a mortal situation, how do you choose?"

"I want to hug my head, wait to be eaten up by others, and throw the reputation of the war sacred temple on the ground. I still have to follow the **** of war Ares and give my life!"

"The honor of the Battle of the Holy Palace is the result of countless people fighting with their lives and blood! Now, it is your turn to defend it!"

"You can do a good job, even if you die, you must be determined to defend the honor of God of War!"

There was a moment of silence, and the roar resounded in all directions.

"I'm willing to wait!"

In the dark, the believers of the Zhan Sacred Temple set off quietly.

At the forefront of everyone is the God of War Ares.

Behind him, there are countless followers of God of War.

There is no fierce momentum, no monstrous killing intent, all they have is a determination.

A determination to defend the dignity of the God of War even if he is dead.

Seeing everyone disappearing into his sight, Qin Yichen turned and looked at Zhao Wuling.

"The rest is up to you."

"Remember the several Taoisms I taught you just now, whether they are useful or not, you have to try them again."

Zhao Wuling hesitated and tried to speak to Qin Yichen.

"Master Guangzhu, if these methods are useful, do you really want to give them to the **** of war Ares?"

"In my opinion, these methods are better to stay in the Temple of Light Master."

Qin Yichen suddenly turned to look at him, with an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you really think that we have no plan to escape?"

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly woke up.

"Understood! I'm going now!"

In Qin Yichen's eyes, there have never been permanent enemies, only temporary friends.

Ares, the **** of war, is now a very good tool man.

Can help oneself test the strength and foundation of these forces.

But at the same time, Qin Yichen didn't let the **** of war Ares do anything for nothing, he gave Zashi Nehe you Ares a chance to break the game. After all, Qin Yichen's method of leaving is simple and rude. He and Zhao Wuling are only two people, and they are extremely convenient to act. However, there are many people on the side of Ares, the **** of war, and it is not difficult for such a behemoth to move.

Mentioning.

Ares, the God of War, can only resist, and can only rely on Qin Yichen's frank tactics to let the believers of the Temple of War go into battle again.

They can only fight for their lives.

On a hill where thunder is faintly emerging, there is a lot of chaos.

Among the rocks, a palace stands on the top of the hill.

There are countless people patrolling back and forth on it.

This is the opponent of the God of War Ares in this star field, the "strong man" who has ruled this star field.

Their strength is not that strong, the strongest is only equal to the strength of the Temple Twelve Cavaliers.

Without the blessing of the power of faith, no **** could be born among them.

Ares, the **** of war, waved.

"Sneak close."

The believers in the temple moved forward.

It's just that the manpower used to attack the Sacred Temple is already pitifully scarce.

Not even one-tenth of the manpower at the time of departure.

The reason why Ares, the **** of war, appeared on this battlefield was that one was using himself as a bait, and the other was because without him, with such a handful of manpower, it would be impossible to smash down this mountain.

The temple believers in the dark set out quietly.

Within hundreds of miles beyond the top of the mountain.

The believers in the Battle Sacred Hall consist of three people as a team, guarding against the black-robed men who may appear at any time.

They already hold the belief that they will die, as long as the black robe man and the black mist appear, even if they die desperately, they will send the news out.

They knew that this was using their lives to report the enemy's position to Ares, the **** of war.

Everyone held their breath and focused.

Not only paying attention to his own situation, but also paying attention to the location of his companions, as long as the black-robed people appear, it is time for them to fight for their lives.

All they need to do is delay time, because Lord Feng said, he still has the hole cards.

As long as the hole cards appear, it is time for them to uncover the mystery of the black mist.

Above the desert, Qin Yichen held his hands on his back and stood openly in the desert. He chuckled indifferently as he looked at the black mist passing by above his head.

"Sure enough."

The last time he encountered black fog outside the star field, Qin Yichen noticed the strangeness.

Before he launched a counterattack, the black mist didn't seem to find him. It's not so much as encircling and suppressing him, it's more like breaking into the black mist unintentionally.

Seeing that the surrounding area was enveloped by the black mist, Qin Yichen secretly operated Taoism to protect his vitals, stepped out in one step, and headed towards the monstrous black mist.

Even if he had seen those strange creatures engulfed by the black mist, he let out a painful wailing, and then was swallowed.

He didn't flinch at all.

It's near, until the black mist! Qin Yichen stepped in. "Let me see, your true colors!"