The middle-aged werewolf couldn't understand what kind of combat power the undead bone clan that suddenly appeared in the werewolf territory had, for fear that he would be killed in seconds before he even began to improve his strength.

Therefore, even if he had the revenge of killing his son, he chose to be decisive and ran back to the family to invite more powerful elders to come over.

This is the surest way to take revenge.

A master who has really lived for decades can't rush up to the protagonist with a reckless head like he did inside, and then when the protagonist becomes stronger, the elders in his family come over and send experience again......

Such a bloody plot is impossible to happen in the real world.

Many times, the master knows how to save his life!

Lin Zhi slowly raised his hand, just about to wipe out the middle-aged werewolf who ran away, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the little bone standing next to him looking up at him.

He slowly lowered his palm, withdrawing the surging mana.

He once told Little Bone that if you want to do something with someone else, it's best to have a good reason.

The three orcs before at least said to their faces that they wanted to arrest him and Little Bone, but the middle-aged werewolf in front of him was still very "polite" when he met.

Then there is no way.

Lin Zhi thought so in his heart.

Soon, the middle-aged werewolf brought an even more powerful werewolf, this werewolf wore a white bone necklace around his neck, and it should be the existence of an elder of the werewolf clan or something.

"Come, tell me who dares to kill my three precious grandsons on my territory, and I will ...... them!"

The werewolf elder was muscular and powerful.

However, when the menacing werewolf elder saw the mana flame in Lin Zhi's eyes, the corners of his eyes jumped violently.

As a race between beasts and humans, orcs are far more sensitive to danger than humanoids such as demons, humans, and balloons.

The danger of other races of the same class that Lin Zhi could not perceive, but he could feel it very clearly!

"I'm going to report it to the werewolf patriarch!"

After that, with a middle-aged werewolf with a hooded face, the werewolf elder "swished" into the dense jungle at a faster speed and disappeared.

He also did not make any substantive attacks, nor did he make any verbal threats, so Lin Zhi chose to ignore it and walked slowly in the high and low basin terrain.

"Unscrupulously slaughtering our younger generation on the territory of the werewolf clan? The undead bone clan in your mouth is really not ......"

Soon, the werewolf elder brought back the werewolf patriarch.

The werewolf patriarch just glanced at Lin Zhi from a distance, and then immediately turned his head and left: "It's really different, when I go back, please the great patriarch!"

In the blink of an eye, this werewolf, whose upper limit of frenzied combat power was close to the top level, suddenly disappeared without a trace.

If the top-level demon Trofasi, who was killed by the Soul Burial in the Great Graveyard, had his ability to perceive danger and cowardice in seconds, at least, he would not have died so desperately at Lin Zhi's hands.

In the end, Lin Zhi was annoyed by the orcs who came and went, and after explaining that the little bones stayed in place and waited, the cursed aura in his body spread out, enveloping the entire orc clan realm.

Soon, he caught a more powerful energy body than other orcs, and disappeared in place with a "whoosh".

Since these orcs are so cowardly, they keep going back to call stronger orcs over, so it is better to simply find their strongest existence and blow them up with one punch.

Anyway, the little bones are not around, so there is no need to pay attention to any politeness.

Hundreds of miles away, in a "tiger-shaped castle" with rough workmanship.

The King of the Orcs, Komixiu, sat on the Throne of Bones, a tiger-shaped orc with a strong physique.

"You mean, under the leadership of Taonai, the lion tribe has a faint sign of leaving the orc realm?"

Under the White Bone Throne, three orcs with a maximum of their frenzied combat power approaching the royal rank looked up, and one of them, a female orc with fluffy fox ears, replied, "King, according to the information we have received, they are already planning this betrayal of the orc clan!"

Following her, an orc with a strange appearance who didn't know which breed it was, continued: "They know that they don't have the strength to fight against the king, so they plan to rebel against the orc clan and set up their own door, and want me to say, King, you just send me over and kill them all!"

The last orc with two huge horns on his head thought for a moment and said, "My subordinates also think that this matter of the lion tribe is very serious. The overall strength of our orc clan has a tendency to regress, and if we let the lion tribe, one of the five major tribes, leave, it will have a very significant blow to the orc clan. ”

But Mixiu looked at the eyes of the three powerful subordinates, and his thick and powerful palm gently tapped the armrest of the White Bone Throne.

"The reason why Taonai is leaving the orc race, I know very well, it's just the tradition of the orc race, and it definitely can't be changed. ”

"I'll go to the lion tribe myself and talk to her again, no matter what, I won't let her take the entire lion tribe with me!"

"Yes!" replied in unison from the three orcs below.

Just as they got up and slowly exited the hall where the orc king was.

Outside the gate, a faint blue fire suddenly lit up.

"Who?!"

The three orcs were nervous, and they looked at the undead bones who appeared outside the gate, their hairs standing on end, and the strength of the frenzied battle in their bodies continued to rise.

From just now to now, they didn't even notice any breath of the other party!

"Don't panic. The king of the orc clan looked at the undead bone clan standing at the gate, and said in a flat voice: "Usually, those undead bone clans see our orc clan, and they don't have time to escape. I didn't expect that today, there would be an undead bone clan who would take the initiative to come over as a guest. ”

He slowly stood up from the White Bone Throne, walked step by step to the undead bone clan standing by the gate, and said in a friendly tone, "I don't know what your Excellency is doing when you suddenly come here?"

But Mishu thought about it for a while, and found that he didn't have any impression of this undead bone clan with blue eyes in his eyes.

Because of the special relationship between the orc clan and the undead bone clan, in order to make himself stronger and cope with the big events that will happen in the future, he once attacked the notorious "undead bone king" and wanted to capture it as a sandbag for himself.

It was a battle of the royal ranks that lasted for ten days and ten nights.

As a result, the strength of the King of the Orc Race was forcibly raised to the peak of the royal rank, and the curse of the Undead Bone King could not cause substantial damage to him, and he could not subdue the Undead Bone King, and the two sides were unable to deal with it.

Now, in the body of Lin Zhi, a mutant immortal bone clan, the king of the orc clan, who had dispelled the thought for a long time, once again came to his heart.

This oppressive undead bone clan must also be qualified to be used as a sandbag by him!

Lin Zhi's voice couldn't hear the slightest emotional fluctuation: "Beat you." ”