Everyone was dead.

Even the Cave Lord, a powerful warrior of the third level, was cut off by the blood clan noble.

"Dad...Mom...I will definitely find the Holy City, become the most powerful warrior, and wipe out the Viscount Keji!"

Wang Zhen's eyes were firm. Now he is just a first-level warrior.

In terms of strength, you can only defeat one blood clan guard. How can you defeat Viscount Keji?

Therefore, his goal is to find the city of hope for mankind, that is, the holy city.

Rumor is that there are powerful saints in the holy city.

Those saints are as powerful as gods, and even the blood clans and evil spirits dare not easily cause trouble for them.

That is the light of hope for all human beings in the world.

Wang Zhen struggled to get up and secretly left the cave.

But, the next second, a sound came.

"Sure enough, Commander Li Luo is right, there are still some remnants here.

Hehe, what a young human, the blood must be extremely delicious.”

Two men in black armor looked at Wang Zhen with a greedy look on their faces.

"Blood clan?"

Seeing the two, Wang Zhen's face changed drastically.

In front of us, there were two blood clans, and they were the most elite ones.

He alone could not even win one of the blood clan guards, let alone two.

"Hehe... die." The blood clan guard rushed towards Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen was extremely nervous inside, but he remembered the treasure he had obtained before and felt cruel inside.

"Die."

Suddenly, the blood and blood in his body were depleted by one tenth.

His strength has become several times stronger.

After a few rounds, the two blood clan guards died in front of him.

Wang Zhen was gasping heavily, his heartbeat as if it was drumming.

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Chapter completed!