One after another, the flame talismans emitted green smoke, and instantly turned into raging flames, as if a drop of spark fell into the strong oil, and the terrible flames instantly expanded to several miles, hundreds of thatched houses ignited at the same time, and the terrible high temperature spread to the outside, and the members of the peace team ran wildly in the direction away from the thatched houses, only to feel the heat wave in their backs, and the high temperature could swallow themselves at any time, until they were more than thirty meters away from the flames, and the temperature dropped slightly.

The screams and fury rang out, and then they were drowned out by a crackling explosion, and the thatched huts exploded, and the shirtless natives broke through the flames, and the tattoos on their bodies shone with a dazzling light under the burning of the flames, and the mysterious power exploded, making people run like flying in the flames.

"Bow and arrow!" Nie Pohu was shocked in his heart, but his face did not change in the slightest, his bow was like a full moon, and he stared coldly at the fastest natives who were running.

Not every aboriginal tattoo has the ability to resist the heat, some of them have few tattoos, others do not shine brightly, these people rush out of the thatched hut and run a few meters away from the flames, emitting a terrible beast-like scream.

"Shoot the arrows!"

More than a thousand arrows followed by more than a thousand, and then more than a thousand, the three-wheel design ensures that the shooting is continuous, leaving no flaws, and even if the archers' shooting methods are uneven, they can make up for each other.

Screams rang out, and the natives who rushed out of the flames were constantly being hit by arrows and falling. The vitality of the natives is extremely strong, and many of the fallen natives pull out the arrows inserted in their bodies, get up and rush again, and those who can't stand up crawl on the ground, unless they are shot in the heart, throat or eyebrows, but the natives who have a breath will not lie quietly on the ground.

Boom –

The most central and largest thatched hut exploded, and the thatched grass with flames shot in all directions, instantly sweeping through the void of hundreds of meters, and Nie Pohu, who had a sensitive touch to danger, only had time to lie down, and the warning was too late to be issued, and the sneering voice was loud.

The terrifying energy swept through his back, and the robe made of fourth-level demonic beast skin burst instantly. After the strength passed, Nie Pohu quickly got up, and the banging sounds around him were continuous, and at least three hundred members of the Ping An clan fell, all over their bodies with thin learning holes, snorting blood, and were actually shot into a sieve by the seemingly soft thatch.

An unusually tall native of an important thatched hut, his body was painted with mysterious symbols, and his face was so colorful that it was impossible to tell whether his face was ugly or handsome, or even to judge his age. A tidal wave of aura poured out, forming a vacuum within a radius of ten meters, and the burning flames were extinguished in an instant.

After the appearance of this native, the remaining living natives seemed to have received some kind of calling, and new power burst out from within their bodies, their combat power doubled in an instant, their eyes were faintly red, and their evil qi was like a flood, and with Nie Pohu's cultivation, they couldn't help but have some difficulty breathing.

"Rollo, Rollo, Rollo!" The indigenous people in the center roared, and the sound was like a lion roaring and a tiger's roar, and the sound shook the four wilderness. All the natives yelled with a frantic expression, and there was no emotion left, only killing.

"Arrows, arrows, arrows!"

The sharp arrow shot at the aborigines can only shoot one arrow, the aborigines ignore the arrows inserted in the body, rushed into the Heian clan, the palm is the most powerful weapon, a palm split, the Heian warrior from the left shoulder to the right step appeared a bloody mark, the next moment, the body into two, the upper half fell to the ground, the lower half stood for a few seconds before falling.

Many of the Heian clans were sharpshooters, who shot the natives in the throat, heart, or eyebrows, and what shocked them was that these natives did not die immediately as usual, but stocked up for more than ten seconds before falling to the ground, and ten seconds were enough time for them to kill one or even two Heian warriors.

"Abandon the bow, use the sword, sacrifice the shield!" Tang Dingdong shouted loudly, taking the place of Nie Pohu's command position, and Nie Pohu aimed at an indigenous man with five colored feathers on his head, and was engaged in a fierce fight. The native walked through the flames without scorching his feathers.

"Rollo-"

The indigenous people in the center should be the leader of this tribe, and I don't know if the world of the indigenous people is called the chief or not. The second time he let out that unrecognizable roar, he just screamed, and turned his head suddenly, and two eyes as big as a cow shot out two scarlet rays.

Bite! Bite!

The galloping arrows were shot down by the light, and the hidden chain of arrows was also shot down, bursting into dazzling sparks.

"Wow-"

The chief kicked hard, and the ground cracked like a cobweb, and the energy overflowed, splitting the burning flames into pieces.

The chief rushed into the sky, and when he flew more than twenty meters, he was shrouded in darkness, and a vague figure appeared, retracting a bow that exuded a cold aura, seemingly slow movements, but in fact as fast as lightning. Liu Wei'an's face was shrouded in black mist, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, only his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, and he punched out.

Boom –

The chief smashed into the earth like a meteorite, and the earth that had been shattered before expanded tenfold, and fell deeply in a radius of tens of meters.

Liu Wei'an was not better, rushing into the sky for more than fifty meters, his inner breath surging, and he almost went retrograde. His heart shook, and this was the first time he had encountered an evenly matched opponent since his great advance.

"Come again!" When he rose to the highest point, Liu Wei'an paused for a moment, and then fell like a meteor and slammed into the chief.

The energy soared into the air, the flames flew out like dragons of fire, slowly disappearing in the process of flying, the dust raised blocked the view, and only two shadows could be vaguely seen moving rapidly, and the thatched houses around them exploded one after another, and the wood used to support the structure shot out in all directions. The charred corpses exposed on the ground were all natives who had no time to escape.

"Kill—"

The battle outside the flames has entered a fever pitch. The combat power of the Ping An clan belongs to the tip of the pyramid in Black Dragon City, and the five thousand people selected are the tip of the tip, and the combat power should be able to represent the strongest force, but in the face of the natives, it still needs three to four to remain undefeated.

There is no way to count the number of natives, a group was killed by flames, a group was killed by arrows, and about 500 people rushed out, but the impact of the 5,000-strong peace team was shattered, and each fought separately.

The petite figure fell from the treetops, and the cold knife slashed through a bright light, slashing towards the neck of the natives, the natives didn't care about Lu Yan's attack at all, and the fist cannon containing terrifying power blasted into Lu Yan's abdomen like a chamber, if he was hit, he was afraid that Lu Yan would be penetrated.

Snort –

The blade touched the native, and the rough skin suddenly lit up with dazzling runes, which contained magical power that made the skin as hard as gold. The corners of the native's mouth cracked, revealing a cruel smile, and his fist suddenly accelerated, and when it touched Lu Yan's abdomen, a strong killing intent flashed in Lu Yan's extremely calm eyes.

The blade shook hundreds of times in an instant, and the high-frequency vibration turned into an indescribable tearing force, the knife flashed, blood splashed three feet, Lu Yan floated back, and when he fought fiercely with the second native, the tall body of the native's body was heavy to the end, his lackluster eyes returned to normal, flashed a look of disbelief, and slowly turned gray.

Bang!

The fist and the head swelled, the head exploded instantly, like a broken watermelon, white and red splashed all over the ground, the natives split their mouths, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, and the red of their eyes was a little stronger, at this time, his body was cold, he looked down, and saw a sword tip, and a trace of confusion appeared on his face, as if he wondered how this sword could appear in his body.

The tip of the sword stirred a few times in hatred, and with a streak of blood was drawn, and when the natives turned their heads with all their strength to see the owner of the sword, their strength faded like a tide, and they fell to the ground heavily.

Tang Dingdong rushed to the next natives with an expressionless face, her combat power may not be as good as the natives, but she can't stand the weapon, and the sword in her hand is a golden weapon.

"Little catch!" The black-faced god shouted, and the natives who flew away were like cannonballs shot at Tong Xiaoxiao.

Tong Xiaoxiao was fighting with an aborigine, and he didn't look back when he heard the words, and the eight-petal plum blossom hammer and a dragon swing tail accurately smashed on the head of the native.

When—

With a loud crash, the head of the natives was defeated by the eight-petal plum hammer, cracking and dying.

On the battlefield, I kept seeing the blood and terrible sword light, accompanied by the screams before death, the battle lasted only ten minutes, and there were more than a thousand corpses lying on the ground, most of which were soldiers of the Heian clan.

Snort –

The central battlefield suddenly separated, and Liu Wei'an ploughed a deep trench more than 20 meters long with his feet on the ground. In comparison, the chieftain is somewhat miserable.

The left arm was gone, and a blazing flame slowly extinguished from the fracture. The chief's eyes were angry, and he roared like a lone wolf in the night.

Liu Wei'an didn't feel it at first, but when the whole heaven and earth shook, his face changed greatly, "It's not good, it's calling the demonic beast-" turned into a bolt of lightning, regardless of the fact that the breath was not evenly adjusted, and launched a storm-like attack.

In the depths of this space, a crack suddenly appeared, and one after another demonic beasts rushed out, iguana giant pigs, triangular yaks, three-tailed foxes, and black-armored demon wolves...... The number grew more and more, and the earth trembled.

"The fat dragon listens to the order, stops the demonic beast, and holds on for at least five minutes." Tang Dingdong ordered without question.

"Got it." The fat dragon, who had not made a move, didn't know whether he understood the meaning of the five minutes, and strode towards the demonic beast that was rushing wildly. After more than ten seconds, the distance between the two quickly narrowed to 20 meters.

"Get out!" The fat dragon shouted, slapped his palms, and a burst of energy shot out.

Bang!

The triangular yak in the first place exploded, the minced meat shot in all directions, a radius of dozens of meters seemed to rain blood, and the demonic beasts behind were shocked, after a momentary pause, the eyes that were stimulated by the smell of blood in the air were red, and the speed suddenly increased.

"Give me death!" The fat dragon raised his hands in the air, and then lightning struck the earth.

(Tianjin)