Lut held a rune sword and smashed the centipedes that pounced one by one, the strength of these centipedes was not strong, most of them were creatures of the qi realm, and a few had the strength of the god realm.

From the body type, you can distinguish the strength of centipedes, more than one zhang and less than two zhang in the qi realm, two zhang above and below the god realm, as for the size of more than three zhang has not been found, I think it should be the strength of the virtual realm.

A quarter of an hour passed, Root's palms were sweating, and the fierce battle consumed a lot of his physical strength. Looking at the back, the phantom of the divine beast condensed by Montesdan and Vasily, killing countless red-blooded centipedes with every blow, he didn't have the idea of opening the bloodline of the snake cultivator.

"Your Highness, this can't be done, the number of this centipede is almost endless, and it won't take long for the warriors to run out of strength, and they won't be able to run away at that time." After smashing a few centipedes with a sword, Sauron shouted at Root, who was beside him.

At this opening, Sauron realized that it was broken, and moved the pig's mouth that protected his mouth and nose, and a smell with a fishy wind was inhaled into his nose, and in an instant he felt dizzy and his vision was a little blurry. And an urge flashed in his heart to kill everything in front of him, and Sauron knew that this was the hallucinogenic toxin that the army said.

Hurriedly fighting with luck, he suppressed the toxin in his body, and the impatience stopped a little.

Wang Lang stood on the boulder, looking at the three thousand army of Lance who were constantly killing the centipede swarm, and in the depths of his mind, the prompt sound of constantly gaining experience showed that Lut and their hunting efficiency was extremely high.

But in the face of this massive number of centipedes, he still sighed, in a battle of this intensity, even if there is a recovery speed of twenty times that of the recovery battle flag, the recovery of physical strength is far less than the consumption.

"Brothers, prepare to pick up the Lance people." Wang Lang looked at the approaching crimson mist, took out a gas mask and put it on his face.

The soldiers of the Six Hundred Black Wing Battalion also put protective gear on the mouth and nose of the war horses one by one, and then put on gas masks for themselves, holding rune swords in their hands, and looked at Wang Lang.

With a wave of his hand, Wang Lang raised his gluttonous fangs and jumped into the trench, and with a bang, Wang Lang crushed several red-blooded centipedes. A round dance, the gluttonous fangs slashed dozens of red-blooded centipedes around him. His body surged through the centipede swarm, like a bullet, and any creature in his way had only one end, shattered to pieces.

A moment later, Wang Lang cleared out a clearing with a radius of fifty meters, and at this time, the war horses of the Black Wing Battalion stepped on a cliff of nearly ninety degrees and poured down.

After discovering a new enemy, the centipede swarm split into a large wave and rushed directly towards the Blackwing battalion.

Come well, Wang Lang secretly screamed, and the gluttonous fangs in his hand kept going, and he waved it into a huge windmill, cutting the body of the centipede.

Seeing that Wang Lang was so mighty, Liang Jun raised the rune sword in his hand, and arrived at Wang Lang's side with a single jump, and hundreds of soldiers from the Black Wing Battalion followed closely and came to his side.

Wang Lang looked back and made a gesture towards Liang Jun, and he was in a sharp formation.

Liang Jun understood, and in an instant, hundreds of black-wing battalions took Wang Lang as the lead, and Liang Jun and Wang Yuan marched left and right into an extremely sharp arrow. In the middle of a few charges, dozens of swarms of centipedes that had gathered temporarily were crushed by them.

Root didn't know how many centipedes he had killed, but his arms were shaking and he was starting to become weak, but the enemies in front of him were still endless. At this moment, he was a little sentimental, and even had a kind of disregard for letting go of the snake cultivation bloodline, and the stimulation of blood qi made the snake cultivation bloodline become greedy and abnormal.

The Whirlwind Array gradually lost its speed, and in the face of the centipede swarm, it changed from the initial killer to the current defense.

Is this the end of it? There were a hundred unwillingness in Lute's heart, and he began to let go of the suppression of the snake cultivation bloodline.

At this moment, the sound of iron hooves drowned out the rustle of the corners of the red-blooded centipede. Seeing the hundreds of knights crisscrossing the centipede swarm not far away, a smile appeared on Root's face.

No one needed to remind them, and the army of three thousand Lances slowly approached the Black Wing Camp with the corpse of the centipede.

The two-hundred-zhang wide trench gave the Black Wing Battalion a lot of room to play, and in this soft earth, the iron hooves made a dull tower sound. Everywhere Black Wing passed, everything turned to dust.

Wang Lang was observing the changes in the Black Wing Battalion at all times, although it seemed that the edge was irresistible at the moment. But he knew that this kind of battle was more intense than any previous battle, and each blow that slashed the red-blooded centipede consumed a lot of strength.

It can't be a long time, and it must be withdrawn as soon as possible, Wang Lang looked at the approaching Lance army and rushed over.

Looking at Wang Lang in front of him, a smile appeared in Lute's eyes. Wang Lang didn't talk nonsense, and made a big gesture at Lute, follow me, and withdraw.

Ten minutes later, hundreds of Blackwing battalions plus hundreds of Lance elites had been sacrificed to withdraw from the trench.

Seeing the enemy retreat, countless red-blooded centipedes crawled through the trench and stepped on land that would not easily be set foot on.

The red tide that stretched for dozens of miles burst out of the trench and poured towards the army ten miles away.

After leaving the soft ground, the speed of the army far exceeded that of the red tide, and in a few minutes it was at the location of the main camp, where the broken army was already in full battle.

The Black Wing Battalion dismounted, did not stop, and rushed directly to the hundreds of 23MM cannons in front of the position, this kind of mass killing weapon is the most useful against the dense enemy.

Seeing that the centipede tide was still a few miles behind him, Wang Lang took off his gas mask and walked in front of Po Jun, "Master Hou, these centipedes are not simple, with this terrifying number, there must be many high-level ones." ”

Po Jun shook his head, "I haven't participated in the battle to capture Chimu Cliff, and the situation of these centipedes is also obtained from the mouth of the Great Elder, it seems that it will take a lot of effort to clean up this red blood centipede." ”

Wang Lang looked at Po Jun, and from his face, Wang Lang saw his dissatisfaction with the elder group.

Mo Zibai slowly walked in front of Wang Lang, pointed to the crimson centipede tide in front of him, and said, "Chief, do you know what I thought of when I saw this scene in front of me? ”

Wang Lang was a little surprised by this stuffy gourd-like hat man on weekdays, and couldn't figure out what he wanted to say, "Zibai, what did you think of?" ”

"Chief, Zibai remembered something, during that great war, the enemies faced by the hundred families of the human race also entered this tide. The only difference is the strength of the enemy, and the large number, tens of billions of enemies come from the void, covering the sky and the sun, and the lowest level also has the strength of the Dao realm. Mo Zibai's big hat covered his eyes, but Wang Lang could catch the trembling of his body.

"What the hell is the enemy?"

"Don't speak, chief."

It can't be said, Wang Lang looked at Mo Zibai differently, he really wanted to know what kind of strength it was, it would be so powerful. The underworld? Impossible, although there are a large number of cannon fodder in the underworld, but the Dao realm is not a cabbage, if there are hundreds of millions of Dao realm powerhouses, these heavens and all worlds have long been ruled by the underworld, and no one can resist. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "Otherworldly Plunder Upgrade System Claw Book House" for free for the first time.