The old priest came out of the basket and turned into an orc form: "Now is not the time to talk about this, Zhuang Zhuang, you quickly take the orcs to help the clansmen in front, I will stay here with them, and I will not cause trouble." ”

I have old arms and legs, and I can't fight others and need the protection of my clansmen, so don't make trouble.

Turtle Zhuangzhuang nodded, hugged the seaweed and the two little cubs, and ran towards the front of Turtle Island with pressure and cultivation.

At this time, on the beach of Turtle Island, the returnee orcs had already fought and retreated.

There are too many orcs on the other side, and they are far from being opponents.

Nakura looked at the orcs of the Turtle Tribe who had begun to retreat, a kind of smugness.

What kind of orcs of these water tribes, one by one, look down on the land orcs, and the result?

A weak horse.

Before I hit it a few times, I was about to slip away.

But he didn't think about it, the second-level evolved orcs were against ordinary orcs, so what suspense was there?

With a kick of a rushing turtle orc, Nakula's ambition burned.

As long as they help the Sea Serpent Tribe occupy the entire ocean, then the Sea Serpent Tribe will bring an army of water tribes to help them unify the entire Beast World Continent.

When the time comes, it doesn't matter what the Monte tribe is or the Watson tribe, as long as it stands in front of their Nacha tribe, they will die.

But as the saying goes, the ideal is full, and the reality is the backbone.

While Nakula was dreaming about a better life in the future, a strong wind greeted him, with an extremely fierce momentum.

The opponent's speed was fast, and by the time Nakula tried to dodge, it was too late.

He quickly grabbed a sea snake tribe orc beside him and blocked in front of him.

In the next second, a pitch-black snake tail struck the orc in front of him.

The orc's body seemed to be broken, his face instantly turned pale and blue, he convulsed a few times, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he went to see the beast god.

Nakula only felt a burst of cold air rushing to the top of his head, damn it, what is this, it actually killed a strong orc in one fell swoop.

At this time, he realized that many new orcs had appeared on the surrounding beaches, and these orcs were not from the turtle tribe at first glance.

"Do you have time to worry about other beasts?"

A languid voice came from in front of him.

Nakula held his breath and saw a giant black snake coiling not far from him, staring at him with a cold gaze.

"In the cliff?" Naqura's voice was full of horror.

Ma Dan, why is this guy here, could it be that damn Ji Nuan witch doctor is here too?

It can only be said that some beasts can't be chattered, no, as soon as they chatter, people will appear in front of you.

"Long time no see, Patriarch Nakula." The delicate little magnetic voice sounded no less than the howl of a beast to Nakura's ears at this time.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth stiffly, looking at the female who was being held in the arms of the orc, and the fierceness in his eyes was about to overflow.

The murdered Ji Nuan witch doctor spoils his own good deeds every time.

"Witch Doctor Ji Nuan, this is the territory of the Water Tribe, and it shouldn't have anything to do with your Watson tribe."

Nakura's face was gloomy, and he remembered the last time he had retreated from the Gelug Tribe's garrison with his people in disarray.

Ji Nuan shrugged his shoulders a little embarrassedly: "Our Watson tribe and the turtle tribe are allies. ”