Ten years of revenge for parents, it's not too late; The hatred of taking a wife should be considered in the long run, and it is not too late; can be endured, urine can be suffocated, but this involves the interests of the lifeline foundation, and it is absolutely impossible to give up and fight for every inch of land.

The eight masters led their troops to attack, not a temptation, but a decisive battle, and they never died as soon as they shot. If you can't win in one go, I'm afraid that you can only survive for the rest of your life, and life is better than death.

"Destroy everything in your path!"

The number of people was overwhelming, and after absorbing the lessons of the past, the eight human lords issued a scorched earth policy, and the eight monster armies formed a three-third ring of eight arrows to encircle, and launched attacks at the same time. The monsters originally had no armor and weapons, but three of the eight human masters had the ability to create, namely soldiers, armor, and rooks, so the members of these eight monster armies were all wearing golden armor, holding golden weapons, and driving golden chariots.

The latest elite attack force of the 33 human lords has already entered the depths of the thorny jungle, and the golden army of the eight human lords has not encountered any human resistance, and the troops have arrived at the forest very smoothly.

"Chariot crushing!"

At the sound of the command, the golden chariot with the shark tooth blade in front of it rumbled like a rolling mill.

The ground here has been polluted by the energy waves arranged by Luo Lingfang, not only has it lost its golden color, but the ground is also extremely uneven, high and low, and full of raised hard stones. After the golden chariot entered this kind of terrain, the golden light on the outside of the car body was obviously weakened a lot, which was the appearance of losing the geographical advantage, and the real loss was that on this terrain, the golden chariot could not get the energy supply from the earth, and the energy consumption of the chariot itself increased exponentially.

But in any case, these chariots with four wheels with a diameter of more than one meter and a width of more than one foot are still relatively qualified. Although they are not real gold, the weight of the material is not inferior to the same amount of gold, and the terrain like a rocky riverbed is forced out of smooth lanes by them. Arranged horizontally and vertically, more than 2,000 golden chariots that can be used by 12 people are laid out in a row, which is indeed magnificent and majestic.

"Let the lord come and cheer for the army!" One of the eight masters has the ability to control the wind, and their spells are like fairies, chic and elegant, lifting weights like light, waving their sleeves, there is a tailwind to help, whether it is a chariot, or the entire army behind the chariot, there is a feeling of riding the wind.

Unfortunately, this good feeling soon came to an abrupt end, and the golden chariot encountered its first trouble, the quagmire.

The color of black and gray, the faint smell of decay mixed with the smell of dampness, the surface is watery, and there is a dusty substance precipitated underneath, and then there is some kind of algae, which is like a hair cabbage, which looks like a filamentous tangled mess, but the surface is smooth and watery, giving people the feeling of earthworm body surface, and it looks a little disgusting to look greasy. That seems to be all there is to the Black Marsh.

Walking in it, one foot deep and one foot shallow, stepping on those slippery and elastic algae, for some reason, it always makes people feel hairy......

In fact, many Baihe people are quite strange about one thing, that is, how Luo Ling's side created this black and gray quagmire.

After occupying 500 hectares of land, the Thorn Jungle stopped expanding, and even Regulus and Jessica didn't know if it was because the Demon Plant had a controllable range or some other reason. However, the quagmire that was originally produced at the same time as the Thorn Jungle has never been interrupted and expanded, and it exceeded the area covered by the Thorn Jungle more than ten hours ago, and now it has a black swamp area with a width of nearly 100 meters, which is inconspicuous at first glance, but the total area is dozens of hectares, which is not a small number.

"This is a real bog of death, and at least half of its composition comes from the corpses and bodily fluids of the enemy."

Such a statement was recognized by most of Luo Ling's team. There were so many monsters that had died in the Thorn Jungle that there were enough to evenly cover the land with corpses, and it was two floors. However, the thorny jungle was still empty, not to mention corpses, not even a single large bone could be found. Where did they go? They are here, here, and they are part of this black swamp.

The wheels with a diameter of one meter, flowing with an average depth of 50cm, are not a big problem in the eyes of the owners, you must know that this kind of chariot has a glorious record of crossing the silt river from the bottom of the river, and the mire with less than half a wheel, it is not a drizzle?

The reality also seems to have developed according to the expectations of the masters, and although the golden chariot is dirty, it has always been operating normally, all the way inward, unimpeded.

"Crush! Crush! Hahaha! "The human lord with the ability of the Maker Chariot laughs especially loudly. He felt pleasure every time he saw the chariot he had created with the art of life racing, galloping across the battlefield.

The outermost layer of the Thorn Jungle was originally made up of ordinary thorns that did not have the ability to absorb demons, but over time, their texture also changed, and the monsters in the chariots soon saw one of the characteristics of this change, 'tightrope'.

The shark-toothed knives in front of the chariot are very sharp, and ordinary trees can easily be cut in two between their triangular teeth, but the outer layer of thorns is like a pile of barbed wire placed in vain, and when pushed by the advancing chariot, it is constantly shrinking back and shrinking to the extreme, often boom! It broke somewhere, and then the clumps of thorns were like steel wires trying to stretch out, shaking away, and then whipping. Because of the abundance of thorns, the whipping was like a hundred whips, often striking the fanatical servants standing on the chariot.

Fanatical Slaves are armor-piercing and sharp-wielding, but they are not very afraid of the thorn strips, but the problem is that these thorn strips are actually rich in juice, and when they are swung, they often bring out a handful of liquid, and many of the fanatical slaves are stained with this honey-like sticky and slightly yellowish translucent liquid.

"Filthy and disgusting! The powers and items used by these energy thieves are sinister! One of the people looked at the spilled juice like a water festival in front of him, and frowned.

This time, the human lords are connected to the army, floating in the void behind them, they can enjoy the many benefits brought by the power of the law, and the darkness in the city is no different from the day to them. But this place is different, the pollution of the land, so that the original perfect system has flaws, but the chariots, armor, and weapons are all golden and brilliant, and they can be seen really, and it will not be done any further, and the thorny jungle is like a mystery wrapped in black fog, making it difficult for the lords to see the true face, which is also one of the reasons why all the people who come here are unhappy, there are outsiders who have set aside their own land in their cities, which is really presumptuous and rampant.

"I always feel that these flying saps are not just the body fluids of this plant." One Lord said with a frown.

"It's normal for plants to grow rapidly, and nutrients with liquid in them flow quickly." The other disagreed.

"What if it's a sinister trick?" And one more man said so. The implication is that tricks are meaningless in the face of absolute strength, and Luo Ling's side can't move his nest and be beaten passively, which is his biggest disadvantage.

Just as the people were talking, something went wrong with the golden chariot in front of them. The reason for this is simple: the thorns, which were not straight, hard, and tenacious, were broken into a pile of branches, and then twisted into the wheels of the chariot, and they were like bundles of ropes, filling the gaps between the axles and wheels, and holding them to death.

Less than a minute after the first Golden Chariot was stuck, the total number of stuck-dead chariots exceeded 100, and in less than five minutes, the advancing chariot came to a halt due to the large number of jammed chariots.

"Damn the plant, the pulling force really can't be underestimated!" The man who created the chariot hated and cursed.

Several other people were also surprised, after all, the eight of them have cooperated more than once, how strong the horsepower of the golden chariot is, they know in their hearts that they are stuck by plants, and they can only say that these plants are really evil.

Poof! Poof! The fanatical minions of the chariot jumped out of the chariot and slashed the tangled thorns with their weapons. Thorns are like tightropes, and it is very difficult to cut through them directly, so fanatical minions put some weapons with large cross-sections, such as large axes, underneath, and then chop them with long-handled swords.

Sneer...... Oh! Oh!

This is not the sound of chopping thorns, but the fanatical servants howling, after the soul body is reunited, although their flesh has similar characteristics of immortality, after all, it is only similar, not equal, there is still something that can make them feel pain clearly.

The sap of the thorns is one of them.

The simple juice is fine, as soon as it encounters the water in the black marsh, it immediately reacts violently and turns into a very corrosive substance, and the armor on the body of the fanatical slave is like a marble under strong hydrochloric acid, and it is boiling and smoking, and then the corrosion quickly penetrates and begins to act on the body of the fanatical slave, and at the same time transmits a strong stimulus signal to the soul.

If devotion to the Baikh is a long-lasting religious feverish dream, the stimulus is a bucket of water poured over the head from a glacial lake in the middle of winter. Even if it is inevitable to fall into a dream again, at this moment, through this sting, I will think of as many memories as possible in addition to fanatical worship, relatives, lovers, friendships, ideals...... Therefore, this cry of pain is not so much because of pain as it is because of the sudden awakening of the long sleep, and the sudden awakening after a long sleep makes these fanatical servants at a loss, and they unconsciously let out a howl.

"The nature of any power is irreversible. You may be able to bind it with another powerful force and means, but at the root it is still unchangeable. If it can be changed, it is not 'real'. Luo Ling had discussed this issue with Xuanyuan Mingyue and Murong Feixue. Its core refers to the relationship between life and energy and force. Luo Ling clearly pointed out that fundamentally speaking, except for the creator, the essence of energy and force is unchangeable, and any existence can only be helped, not completely reversed, and can be done as you like.

It is precisely based on this that although Luo Ling has the power of the soul attribute, he never expects to rely on force to make it for a long time for him to drive, like those evil spirits, like the demon souls of the hunter army that is being created, all of them are guided, induced, and added a time limit to make them have the expectation of freedom and make them compromise.

Luo Ling found that this was not the case with the Baihe using slaves, and that the methods they chose were relatively simple but crude, removing the mark, falling into dreams, and achieving fanaticism, and the fanatical followers of the Baikh were born through this procedure, at least in the city of Asura.

So Luo Ling planned to remind these arrogant and conceited forerunners at a very early stage, and finally, this purpose was achieved through Demon Plant 3.0. Luo Ling did not try to wrest control of the slaves from the Baihes, nor did he impose any theories or information on the minds of the fanatical slaves, he just made the fanatical slaves 'wake up'.

As it turned out, doing nothing was also a clever way to do it in the right place, and the awakened slaves, almost instinctively, developed a bitter hatred for their masters who had long driven them to deceive them, and they did a very interesting thing, cutting off the thorny branches, and then artificially throwing the juice onto other fanatical slaves.

"What kind of evil is at work?" Several of the masters were aware of the commotion ahead, and they were aware of the uncontrollable nature of the slaves.

Swish! The fanatical servants who 'woken up' were covered with hoarfrost just by breath.

This is the ability of a human master, 'Frost Mist', who can freely manipulate these two weather phenomena over a considerable area.

Click! The lightning followed and fell, although each one was slender, but because of the large number, the effect of the volley of the large water curtain waterfall formed was quite shocking, and the entire space was a few degrees brighter at that moment, and the lightning was even brighter than the need to squint.

The human master was really merciless when he killed the slaves, and three thunderbolts fell from the sky in a row, and more than a thousand frost-covered slaves were chopped into charcoal. The other fanatical servants turned a blind eye to this, and died for their master, whatever the method of death, was an honor in their eyes.

However, the frost-white mark is not exhaustive, mainly because the connection between the master and the slave is far less close than that between the true God and the believer, and so that there is still a handful of awakened fanatical slaves who have escaped this fate, and who are not lacking in brains, and who have become cautious, acting like other fanatics, but doing small things in private.

The owners also knew the weakness of their system of control over their slaves, and knew that if they didn't think about it, something like that would happen. There is no need for words, the mind is moving, and a simple discussion has been completed between each other, and one of the human masters has flown to the front, and the light in the third eye flashes, and the ability is activated. His ability is to manipulate snow and ice, which can affect a maximum radius of more than a kilometer, and the snow falls in torrents, and the mire starts at a certain limit, and the water surface is white and frozen at a very fast speed.

At this moment, several fanatical servants in front of him suddenly turned around and projected the golden spear in their hands at this human master, waiting for the strength of the fourth order, prepared and angry, the power of these weapons was quite good, the golden rainbow flashed, and the piercing sharp roar was particularly poignant.

The man had already taken precautions, his body shook slightly, and he dodged the projection of a few spears, and at the same time, the third eye on his forehead flashed, and several sober people had formed ice sculptures, a little farther away, bang...... All crushed into slag. In this Asura City, where most of the prohibitions against the Baikhs have failed, the human lord is a god-like existence in some ways, and it is never an exaggeration to call him an evil god.

Boom! A dull gunshot rang out at this juncture.

Sand...

A bullet fired from the depths of the Thorn Jungle was stopped by the Lord with the ability of Frost in front of him, and the splendor of that moment was captured by only a limited number of people.

Ping! The bullets burst and the mist dispersed, forming a large handful in an instant, and it smelled of feces.

"Haha......" Unbridled laughter faintly came from the depths of the thorny jungle.

The human master couldn't completely avoid the light mist, and was contaminated with some, the smell and laughter made his angry forehead and sideburns tense, the sharp light in his eyes flashed, and his expression was hideous as if he wanted to eat people.

"How's it going?" Several other people who swept the formation sent greetings with their thoughts, although the people and masters were deceitful and deceitful, but in order to better obtain benefits, most of them existed in the form of teams. 'Bing Xue' is a very important member of their group, and for the sake of interests, their concern is still quite sincere.

"Humiliated by the descendants of the slaves of those inferior races!" This man is also a good man.

In just a few moments, the icy effect of the swamp had all faded.

"Eat! This swamp has such properties! "Although the master of the ice and snow found out about the situation, he did not stop casting his ability again, and the snow fell again, passing the cold of ice and freezing, and the surface of the swamp froze again. In a short time, it has spread to 30 meters in the thorny jungle.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, under the orders of the human master, the fanatical servants brandished their weapons and slashed the thorns that entangled the golden chariot with all their might