The tree''s eyes are moist.

    I don''t know what to say!

    "Childe, I can''t ask for these resources. I know my own qualifications. If it weren''t for you, I might not be able to step into the level of real fairyland! I''m very satisfied to be able to go to this step now!"

    The trees refused.

    The last resource given by Fang Yue is more precious than many previous resources.

    Regardless of whether those immortal stones are only the origin of the fairy way, they can be met but not sought.

    "Listen to me, take it! The future doom is coming. Maybe the starting condition for participating in the war is the level of the great holy land. The virtual fairyland is just a small head. The real fairyland will be put into battle and become the real mainstay! If you are not strong enough, you may not even have the qualification to protect your life in the future! I don''t want your men to be oil bottles!"

    Fang Yue said positively.

    Seeing Fang Yue''s firm expression, the forest finally accepted Fang Yue''s resources.

    At this moment, Lin suddenly made an oath in his heart that he would only follow Fang Yue in this life.

    Heaven and earth do not die, this heart does not change!

    "Also, I have 3000 inferior immortal stones here, and these resources are also at your disposal. If practitioners at the level of virtual fairyland want to break through to the real fairyland, you can take them out for a little help! But the other party must be the backbone of our Terran! Don''t work three nights and four nights!"

    Fang Yue took out the last storage bag.

    At this moment, the heart of the forest is really shaking!

    what is it?

    This represents an absolute trust!

    A scholar dies for a confidant!

    At this moment, such a sentence suddenly came out of the tree''s mind.

    Fang Yue glanced at the trees.

    "Don''t be moved! As long as you do well, I won''t treat you badly in the future!"

    When they talk.

    Hundreds of kilometers away, smoke rises and beacon towers are lit one after another!

    "Those beasts of the wind clan have come again!"

    Seeing the continuous beacon fire, the forest couldn''t help shaking his fist and saying.

    "Wind clan?"

    Fang Yue''s eyes twinkled with a touch of cold!

    "How many people do you usually send to block the pace of the wind clan?"

    Fang Yue asked.

    The tree thought for a moment and then said: "About a thousand people regiment. The configuration of the thousand people regiment is 800 practitioners at the saint level, 180 great saints and 20 strong people at the virtual fairyland level! Such a configuration is already a high configuration at the border of the wilderness country. In this daily friction, the strong people at the real fairyland level rarely intervene and intervene. Once the strong people at the real fairyland level make a move, it means this The level and scale of combat will increase! "

    "How about the loss?"

    Fang Yue asked.

    "On this day, the frontier generals of the wasteland took great care of the people in Yongfeng town. They often took charge of supporting and behind the hall when we retreated. The loss of Yongfeng town was small. Even if it fell, it would only kill and injure some soldiers at the bottom of the holy land level! The strong at the great holy land level had little loss, and almost none of the virtual fairyland was hurt! But the soldiers of the wasteland lost It''s very big, because the blood level of the wind clan is several small levels higher than that of the Terran. Fighting at the same level, the Terran suffers a lot! Therefore, every time this war begins in the wilderness country, a large number of soldiers will be killed at the Terran border, but their flesh and blood have also built the most solid city wall to resist the aggressive pace of the wind clan! "

    "Is the Terran really weak to this extent now? All cats and dogs want to bite the Terran! Doesn''t the wind clan want to fight? Fight with them! This time you continue to send a thousand people regiment, and then send two thousand people regiments to wait for support! Let fall Qiansi prepare his fallen angel Legion and go to war at any time! I''ll come and see the wind clan in the end What confidence do you have to challenge my Terran! "

    Fang Yue finally came back.

    If you want to play, play big!

    "Here are 500 purple thunder at the level of sage territory. Give it to the general guarding the frontier of Tianhuang country and let him control it freely!"

    Fang Yue''s eyes floated with murder.

    When the trees heard the speech, they did not resist at all, but were extremely excited and eager to try!

    In fact, he has long wanted to do his best to help the famine country.

    However, the foundation of Yongfeng town is Fang Yue''s words.

    He is not qualified to dispatch those masters!

    Therefore, he can only send a thousand person regiment to help the border guards of the natural wilderness country in the name of honing.

    As soon as Fang Yue''s order came out, the army started! It came to the border between the wasteland and the wind family as soon as possible!

    "Kill!"

    The thousands of people under the command of the forest came to the battlefield and killed the Feng clan''s army like a caged beast. Their team was neat and like one. Each shot would take away a large number of the strong men of the Feng clan!

    At the same time, the soldiers of the wilderness country are also constantly working hard.

    The quality of soldiers in the wilderness country is not as many as that of the thousand people regiment.

    The most common soldiers in the thousand people regiment are the strong at the saint level, and the weakest soldiers in the wilderness country are just at the yin-yang level!

    However, there are many of them!

    But they are not afraid of death!

    Fang Yue saw with his own eyes that a Terran soldier at the level of yin and Yang was hit on the back by the wind blade of the wind family, and his blood flowed. He was about to die, but he still clenched his teeth and exploded.

    He blew up two soldiers of the wind clan around him.

    Fang Yue saw the soul of the Terran soldier emerge in the mud body.

    There was a faint smile on his mouth.

    It''s worth his life to be able to drag two soldiers of the wind clan in the same realm to die!

    Fang Yue was silent.

    The Terran war was worse than he thought.

    In fact, the war between the dark demon clan and the ancient clan is the same tragic.

    But after all, he is the blood of the Terran. When he saw that the dark demon and the ancient soldiers died together, there was no emotional wave in his heart. On the contrary, there was a kind of dark happiness. There was another enemy missing in the future of the Terran.

    But seeing the scene in front of us is very different.

    Terran soldiers fight for cultivation and preparation for the rear in a heroic way, and step into the Terran field against the iron hoof of the wind clan!

    "Can''t all races coexist peacefully after all? It''s time to fight and consume!"

    Fang Yue sighed.

    At this time, a wind clan at the level of great holy land suddenly grew three heads and six arms. These are flesh and blood, not energy.

    His strength is nearly twice as strong as before, and all kinds of ancient magic powers are displayed with brilliant light.

    "This is the ancestral blood!"

    There was a strong man of the wind family in the virtual fairyland whispering, and his eyes were shining with excitement.

    Blood ancestry represents a breakthrough in blood and qualification.

    The great saint of the wind family will not only become stronger now, but also have a broader future.

    He is destined to become the big man of the wind family in the future, but the premise is that he can survive the war and will not fall.

    At this time, Fang Yue controlled a strong man at the peak level of virtual fairyland, and he turned into an ancient god and devil.

    A finger fell and crushed the great saint of the ancient family into meat mud.

    The great sage of the ancient family was still excited about his ancestral blood. As a result, the fire of life that had just burned was put out!

    "No!"

    The ancient immortal who paid attention to the battlefield roared.

    How can this be?

    This is an ancient family''s ancestral genius. There should be endless scenery.

    Now it was easily defeated.

    His eyes and canthus were splitting, and his whole spirit was burning in anger.

    "No wonder all ethnic groups like to strangle the arrogance of each other''s ethnic groups. It''s really good to strangle the danger in the bud! I suddenly have some understanding!"

    Fang Yue smiled.

    He has been targeted, and many powerful people of all races want to hunt him day and night.

    Originally, Fang Yue didn''t quite understand why wanzu fought hard to kill him every day.

    Now Fang Yue seems to understand.

    The only difference is that people of all races can''t kill him.

    However, he can easily kill Tianjiao among the ten thousand families.

    "Terran, be killed!"

    The virtual immortal of the wind family shot, but he didn''t recognize the identity and origin of the puppet covered in the black robe.

    A long sword stabbed the puppet in the throat.

    Fang Yue''s puppet didn''t bother much, so he turned and left.

    Soon, the puppet disappeared after three or two jumps.

    In fact, he is not suitable for killing genius. Although he does so for the sake of ethnic groups, the reputation of killing genius is not very good.

    Of course, Fang Yue also knows that his reputation among all ethnic groups has long smelled.

    You know, he is not a good man in the hearts of all nations.

    The fall of the strong man of the wind clan, whose ancestral blood, is such a trivial scene for the war between the two ethnic groups.

    It''s like a stone thrown into the calm lake.

    Rippling layers of ripples, and then the ripples disappear, everything seems to have never happened.

    "Wind clan, divine wind guard!"

    The war between Terran and wind clan fell into short anxiety, and both sides refused to give in.

    You come and I go, there are casualties.

    At this time, a general at the level of real fairyland suddenly roared in the wind family.

    Behind him, the elite of a wind clan suddenly joined the battlefield.

    The army of the wind clan is particularly powerful, and the most ordinary soldiers have the level of cultivation in the great holy land.

    This team, a total of 100 people.

    But 80% of them are great saints and 20% are empty immortals.

    They have evidence of advance and retreat and are responsible for beheading some of the strong in the Terran.

    If these people don''t do it, they will take away the life of at least one strong Terran at the level of virtual fairyland.

    "Another thousand people regiment, the beheading team of the sniper wind clan!"

    If you change to peacetime, the Terran may be really cold. A strange soldier joins the war. Unless the Terran retreats, it is difficult to deal with it in the shortest time.

    But this time, when Fang Yue was there, he had already made corresponding preparations.

    A thousand people regiment appeared on the battlefield and crushed the wind god guard of the wind family with absolute strength!

    The two sides collided and the friction produced fierce sparks.

    The true immortal commander of the wind clan is furious.

    "Where did this Terran come from such a powerful War Department!"

    He looked very cold.

    It''s like a layer of frost and snow.

    The frontier of the kingdom of the wilderness, the strength of the Terran Garrison should have been understood by them long ago.

    According to the truth, there can be no such a powerful strange soldier.

    This led to the failure of their beheading plan of the wind clan, and their sacred wind guard estimated that it was over!