Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Evil Mountain Tribe's Wu Gong is here
Returning to Li Jiang, who killed the evil miasma clone, at this moment, Ah Gong saw that Li Jiang helped him kill the two evil miasma clones who were entangled with him, and said to Li Jiang with a face full of appreciation: "Yes, my little Ula is already a strong man, and even I, who is Ah Gong, need you to help me out of the siege." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
"There, Ah Gong has won the award." Li Jiang listened and said to Ah Gong with an embarrassed smile.
"Let's go, follow me to the battlefield of the outer sorcerers, and kill all the evil sorcerers in the evil mountains." After Li Jiang finished speaking, Ah Gong said to Li Jiang with a serious expression.
Li Jiang also changed his serious expression when he heard this, nodded, and then rushed into the battlefield where the sorcerers of the outer mountains and the evil witches of the evil mountains fought together, and began the battle.
I saw that Ah Gong, who rushed into the battlefield, either waved his sleeves at the evil witches of the evil mountain where he rushed over, or pointed lightly at the center of his eyebrows, and a violent turbulence appeared in the air where these evil witches were located, which instantly wrenched them into small corpses and blood mist that filled the air, causing the evil witches to die quickly and in large numbers.
On the battlefield, the sorcerers of the Great Mountain Department, who saw that their grandfather had finally escaped from the predicament and entered the battlefield, and were also exuberant, let out cheers, and their morale and fighting state became more high and brave.
I saw that they were full of strength, and they fought with the evil witches even more courageously and forgot to die, beating these evil witches with fear and fear, and Li Jiang even summoned the soul banner of the Great Dragon Department that forgot to return, turned into a flag mark, and was printed on his right chest.
And then on the battlefield where he was. Raise the Soul Banner. Infuse the power of heaven and earth into the soul flag. As a sacrifice to open the soul flag, the three premeditative souls who wailed incessantly were released, and immediately, the battlefield was filled with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
"I prophesy...... As far as my eyes can see...... of the Witch...... Will dissipate into invisibility! ”
"I prophesy...... ...... in my eyes of the Witch...... Will be sucked into nothingness! ”
"I prophesy...... I saw...... of the Witch...... will be torn into minced meat! ”
In the next moment, the three wailing premonition souls let out a terrifying hoarse voice and used premonition witchcraft.
Suddenly, a large number of deaths began to appear among the evil witches on the battlefield where Li Jiang was, and dense and miserable howls were heard from the battlefield where he was.
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That's it. Time began to pass in the bloody battle of all the sorcerers of the Great Mountain Division.
After waiting for half an hour, the mountain tribe, which had suffered heavy casualties, finally turned the battle situation that had already been defeated into a situation of imminent victory.
And at this moment of fighting, the Evil Mountain Department was also about to be killed and wounded, and now there were only six of them left, including the patriarch.
Now, the defeated witches, under the leadership of their own patriarch, have begun to flee.
"Where to run! Take your life!! ”
"Stop! Wasn't it quite cruel when there were a lot of you just now! Why are you scared like a mouse running away now! ”
"Don't stand still and die!"
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The seventeen last surviving sorcerers of the Great Mountain Department saw this, staring at their eyes that had turned red from the killing, and roaring loudly as they pursued and killed.
"Don't go after them. The main force of the Evil Mountain Department is almost here! Now let's hurry up and continue the migration! "That's when it happened. Ah Gong shouted to all the chasing wizards.
When all the sorcerers heard this, they immediately stopped their pursuit, and under the leadership of the patriarch, they turned around and returned to the periphery of the ordinary clansmen, resumed their defensive formation, and then continued to migrate with the ordinary clansmen guarding the light curtain with the witch statues.
In the following migration, the mountains were no longer dragged down by the old, weak, sick and disabled, and extremely injured tribesmen, so the speed of their migration was greatly increased, to be specific, it was twice as fast as before.
Then, time began to pass at such a rapid rate of migration.
After the migration of the mountains for a long, long time, the sky had completely darkened, and at this time, the autumn wind blew on the migration road that was colder than the day, and this autumn wind whistled towards the migrating mountain tribesmen without mercy, and made those ordinary tribesmen who were tired and hungry shivering.
There are also those who are still children, Xiao Ula, who is howling and crying in this hungry and cold autumn night, this situation, such an atmosphere, so that all the tribes of the mountain tribe have experienced incomparable misery and desolation.
However, all the clansmen of the Dashan tribe, forced by the helplessness of fate and providence, as well as the desire for survival, still gritted their teeth and insisted on continuing to migrate.
Along the way, on Ah Gong's side, he sent six sorcerers from time to time to probe the front and rear of the migration team to see if there was an ambush or if the main force of the evil mountain tribe had caught up.
From time to time, he shouted loudly in the migration team to motivate and appease the emotions of the tribesmen, so as to prevent some tribesmen from having a mental breakdown and weakening of their will to survive in such a bad situation, which slowed down the migration speed of the entire team.
On Li Jiang's side, he also used the only animal skin coat he found at the beginning of the migration to wrap and hold the little guy in his arms, who was cold and hungry, and missed his parents and cried sadly.
On the patriarch's side, he, together with Grandpa Ku, who guarded the pharmacy, and Sister Hui Ling of Li Jiang, used the herbs that he had ground during the migration to smear the wounds on the sorcerers who survived the last war and guarded the clansmen on the periphery.
On the side of Wali, Bai Yi, and Zhang Xiaohui, because they were too seriously injured to take on the important role of guarding the clan in the periphery, they were called by Ah Gong to swallow healing medicine in the guardian light curtain of the witch statue, and heal their injuries to restore their combat strength in order to prepare for the battle.
During their healing, the three of them, along with these ordinary people, scolded the evil deeds of the Evil Mountain Tribe's mental torture and torture of the Great Mountain Tribe, as well as the shameful behavior of the leader who betrayed the tribe.
In this way, the entire migration team rushed towards the direction of the Kuang Teng Department without stopping while the clansmen of the Dashan tribe were doing their own things.
When the migration team of the Great Mountain Department reached the footsteps of Kuang Teng Department for more than an hour, there were three not very loud witchcraft roars and screams in the sky not far behind the migration team.
"It must have been the main force led by the Witch Gong of the Evil Mountain Department who killed the sorcerer I sent out to investigate the situation." When the grandfather of the mountain department heard these voices, his face suddenly changed, and at the same time he definitely thought.
"Hurry up and speed up the migration! The main force of the Evil Mountain Department is about to catch up! After thinking about it, he shouted to all the clansmen in the relocation team.
All the ordinary clansmen and the sorcerers guarding the perimeter couldn't help but frown deeply or with panic, and quickened their pace.
But just as they had quickened their pace and walked a distance, as far as their rear eyes could see, the main force of the evil witches of the Evil Mountain tribe appeared with torches held high, rushing after them, and making strange roars.
"Not good! It's time to catch up! We can't run! ”
"It's over! I'm going to die here! ”
"Woo woo~~~ Abba and Grandma! I don't want to die yet! Woo~~~"
Immediately, the ordinary clansmen of the Great Mountain tribe erupted in frightened shouts and cries.
"It seems that today is the day of death, my great mountain! Providence! Providence! Ah Gong raised his head to the sky and shouted.
After the roar, Ah Gong closed his eyes and was silent for three breaths, then he opened his eyes and shouted to the wizards guarding the periphery with a solemn expression: "All the wizards of the Great Mountain Division, prepare to fight!" ”
When the sorcerers on the periphery heard this, they immediately took up their weapons and stood in place and took a stance, ready to meet them.
At the same time, among the main forces of the Evil Mountain Division, an old man wearing a black linen robe, with a thin body and a gloomy expression, suddenly flew into the air, and was flying towards the Great Mountain Department at an extremely fast speed.
"It's the witch prince of the Evil Mountain Division, Basang Jinbu, who is here!" The grandfather of the mountain department frowned, looked at the old man flying in the sky with a serious expression, and said to the patriarch beside him. (To be continued.) )
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