The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The second place in the Hall of Elders enshrines the prestige of Golden Crocodile Douluo, and in the past few decades, it has been all the rage, and it can easily cure children's crying.

"Damn!"

Dai Mubai silently clenched his fists, ten fingers pinched into the flesh, his fingers turned white, and a trace of blood flowed out of his palm.

"It seems that I can't complete the task given to me by Yang Ming, I obviously said that I would attack the Martial Spirit Empire together, but I didn't expect the other party to come up with such a plan to draw salaries."

Dai Mubai's worries were not superfluous.

However, he saw that Golden Crocodile Douluo was constantly bullying in front of the handsome camp from a hundred meters away with an extremely strong attitude.

Then, his body flashed with a deep black light, and the 10,000-year soul ring gave him extremely powerful destructive power, and the huge phantom behind him turned into a huge crocodile claw, wrapped in thousands of tons of terrifying power, and directly bombarded the gate of the camp!

"Boom!"

The gate, which was constructed by an auxiliary soul master with a mixture of mud and wood, was more than twenty meters high and more than ten centimeters thick, but in an instant, in front of the huge crocodile claws, it was as fragile as glass shards, and it was not vulnerable at all!

The bursting fragments shot out in all directions, each fragment was as fast and sharp as a bullet, and before the surrounding Star Luo Empire soldiers could react, many people were hit, and the fragments passed through their necks, or directly pierced into their heads.

The sound of corpses falling to the ground with a puff kept ringing out.

With the gate collapsing, with the gate as the center of the circle, a radius of ten meters was emptied.

"Hey!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo moved his sour wrist and glanced at Dai Mubai in the center of the camp from afar.

Before they came, someone had already drawn a portrait of Dai Mubai, although they had never met, but Golden Crocodile Douluo still locked on to Dai Mubai with his spiritual power for the first time, even if he escaped, he couldn't avoid his spiritual power lock.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's spiritual power was very condensed, and as soon as Dai Mubaifu came into contact with the other party's spiritual power, it seemed that a terrifying giant crocodile that was picking up stars and swallowing the sun appeared in his mind, grinning at him.

Fear! Dazed! Thriller!

After Dai Mubai received the elixir given by Yang Ming last time, he had just broken through to the sixtieth level Soul Emperor, and he had not yet had time to contact the method of spiritual power training, and at the spiritual level, he was not the opponent of Golden Crocodile Douluo at all, he only felt cold all over his body, his hands and feet were weak, and even a voice sounded in his ears, as if to persuade him not to do useless struggles, and to surrender quickly.

The moment he saw Dai Mubai's eyes glazed and the corners of his mouth drooled, the four people of the four major families, led by the Titan of the Liyi clan, immediately changed their complexions.

If you are really succeeded by Golden Crocodile Douluo using spiritual power to bewitch you, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Marshal! Wake up! ”

The big hand like a fan of the Titan fell on Dai Mubai's body, and with a loud roar, the spiritual power turned into a continuous stream of fine needles and pierced into Dai Mubai's mind, towards the giant crocodile that Golden Crocodile Douluo's spiritual power turned into.

Although there is a huge gap in the spiritual power of the two sides, after all, Golden Crocodile Douluo is not a master of illusion, and he does not have the unique eyes of Yang Ming's kaleidoscope writing wheel, so he can't give full play to the role of spiritual power, and just rely on the amount of spiritual power to bully the weak, so it was just a stalemate, and the giant crocodile with spiritual power illusion withdrew from Dai Mubai's spiritual space.

"Whew! Whew! Whew! ”

Dai Mubai regained consciousness, his face became pale and colorless, his hands were even more propped on his knees, he gasped for breath, his chest was like a dilapidated bellows pulling, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"It's dangerous! It's really dangerous! I was almost bewitched by the other party just now, and I was going to order all the soldiers to surrender, but fortunately, the Titan Patriarch helped me in time, otherwise it would be over! ”

Glancing at Golden Crocodile Douluo from afar, Dai Mubai felt palpitations.

He is not Yang Ming's kind of hanging, he can easily challenge Titled Douluo when he is a seventy-level Soul Saint, and win the battle, he is just a poor weak and helpless sixtieth-level Soul Emperor, and a top Titled Douluo powerhouse of level ninety-eight is dispatched for wool to target him like this?

The titan clenched his fists and said politely: "Marshal, you're welcome, this is just a duty within the next division." ”

As they spoke, Golden Crocodile Douluo rushed straight into the camp like a steel chariot that crisscrossed and slashed.

As soon as his body turned, his long tail flung out, and the long and thick crocodile tail directly swept all the soldiers blocking in front of him at a fan-shaped angle in front.

"Smack, smack, slap......"

A series of dozens of heavily armed soldiers, these soldiers were wearing the full armor carefully crafted by the Gengxin City Blacksmith Association, but in front of the crocodile tail, it was like a brittle paper skin, and the parts that were hit, not only the armor was deeply dented, but even their bones were also made a series of crackling fracture sounds, and one by one the soldiers flew out upside down like leather balls, and as soon as their backs hit the ground, the people were already silent.

In addition to the Golden Crocodile Douluo, the performance of the rest of the elders hall was not much worse, worthy of the title of ten thousand enemies, and a killing storm was set off everywhere they passed, and no one was their one at all, often at the moment of contact with each other, the victory or defeat was born, and life and death were divided.

And after they entered the camp, the soldiers didn't dare to rely too much on the Zhuge Divine Crossbow in their hands, for fear of accidentally hurting their teammates.

Under such circumstances, the worshippers led by Golden Crocodile Douluo almost entered the sheepfold, as if they had entered a no-man's land, cutting melons and chopping vegetables, and walked in the direction of Dai Mubai.

Seeing this scene, Yang Wuving, the patriarch of the Po One Clan, held a spear in his hand, snorted coldly, stood in front of Dai Mubai, and said:

"Marshal, the enemy is menacing, I'm afraid the target of the plot is the marshal himself, here are the four of us old guys here to help you block, you take this opportunity, hurry up, don't go back to the Star Luo Empire, I'm afraid that the people of the Martial Spirit Empire will lay out a net in that direction, just wait for the marshal to be caught, so the best place to go is to cross the Martial Spirit Empire, go to the Heaven Dou Empire, find the Bombing Heaven Gang, find Yang Ming, let him bring someone over, and help us take revenge!"

After that, a silent tacit understanding circulated among the four of them.

The Li clan, the Yu clan, the Min clan, the three patriarchs and Yang Wushu stood together.

They are ready to die on the battlefield!

"You guys!"

A warm current flowed in Dai Mubai's heart, like a fish in his throat, not vomiting or unhappy.

But he knew that the time that the four of them had bought him was limited, so he could only leave the camp in another direction without looking back with tears in his eyes.