The overwhelming shouts of killing echoed between heaven and earth, countless people fought to the death on the earth, huge monsters walked on the ground, waving their claws to slap rows of samurai in full armor away, one by one the fully armed family warriors were like flies swatted by flies flying in all directions, and huge flames shattered in the chaotic battlefield, splashing thousands of sparks, burning large living people into torches.

Thousands of thin rays of light flashed, piercing in the middle of the strict ranks, one by one the samurai turned to the ground, but the surviving people still walked forward slowly, in front of the team, the huge battlefield was like a meat grinder devouring life, a steady stream of wounded were sent down from the front line, many wounded died halfway through, and were thrown and piled up on the side of the road, like stacks of firewood.

Above the sky, the airships are fighting, the dazzling pillars of light reflect each other, from time to time there will be airships explode into a ball of fireball, shake off countless fragments and fall to the ground to explode, every airship explodes, there will be a different number of people flying out of it, falling to the ground and throwing it into a meatloaf, but there is always one person who jumps out intact, this person is Split Mountain Garo, the boundless killing and death are not related to Split Mountain Garo, they are just passers-by on the battlefield.

At the center point of the battlefield, one by one, the gara in strange costumes caught and killed each other, using various abilities, trying their best to kill the enemies they could see, there were enemies everywhere, even the gala people were small ants on the battlefield, and many of the gala people were too late to retreat because of their overdrawn abilities again and again, and they were hacked to death by ordinary family warriors.

Whenever an ordinary samurai killed the Gara, he would cut off his head and raise it high, let out a roar of joy, and obtain a Gara head, so that the ordinary samurai could walk off the battlefield and enjoy a lifetime of wealth, as long as they could keep the results of the battle under the prying eyes of their comrades.

The chaotic battlefield is the nightmare of the Gara, even if the defense is good at half-step Galuo, it can't withstand thousands of blade slashes, and the stronger the defense, the more miserable the Gara people often die, thousands of slashes, not even a palm-sized piece of meat remains.

Xianfeng Garo is a high-level force on the battlefield, and it will not be used easily, but once it is used, it is a critical juncture of the situation, and a large number of Xianfeng Garo is heavy firepower, and it is just idle to have one enemy and one hundred, but they are also the easiest to be targeted, once they are targeted, the chance of death is more than 80 percent, after all, there are truly invincible strong men on the battlefield, regret the army Garo.

There are two kinds of Jialuo, one is the Jialuo with outstanding quality, who has more strength and speed than ordinary people, just like the ancient generals, with one enemy and one hundred.

The other is the Gara who can use all kinds of weird abilities, such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder and lightning, wind knives, and shock waves, but the growth rate of these Garo is slower than that of the Garo of their own quality, just like the white tiger under Gao Feng, who can barely get some ice chips or something, and it will take time to have great lethality.

But there are all kinds of strange things in the world of Jialuo, the Divine Blessing Wood is the treasure that makes the Gara people really powerful, a two-foot-long Divine Blessing Wood can nearly double the power of the physical energy of the low-level Gara people, and guide the energy in the body of the Gara people to condense into a line through the Divine Blessing Wood Hair Shè out of the Divine Blessing Wood, the distance is not up to the distance of the gun, it is also more than two hundred meters, and the weapon of the empty boat is the Divine Blessing Cannon made by the Divine Blessing Wood.

Hundreds of thin lines with sè or five sè sprayed shè from the divine blessing wood in the hands of the Gara people, setting off a wave of blood in the strangled crowd, and the opponent also had the god blessing wood, which was also strangling them, and in the pair of shè, the Gara people did not dare to dodge, so as not to mess up the formation, the comparison was will and tenacity, and whoever couldn't hold on was a loser.

The Garo people are like the European soldiers in the eighteenth century, exchanging the casualty ratio with a row of guns, while the high-level Rift Mountain Garo is at the rear of the battlefield, bombarding the opponent's military and government with the Divine Blessing Cannon, and the red light flashes, like large-caliber artillery, easily smoothing out the pieces of family warriors.

Just like the discussion in advance, the real top-level Garo will not appear on the battlefield, because the two sides of the war cannot afford to lose, and the only place that may cause casualties is still in the air, and each airship has a Split Mountain Garo sitting in the town, which is like a laser pillar of light, if it is destroyed and falls into the opponent's military formation, even ordinary Gara people can pile up high-level Gara to death.

The Divine Blessing Cannon Position of the Mochizuki City-State, a gate is ten meters long, and the muzzle of the Divine Blessing Cannon is as green as jade, and the light clusters of various Yan sè are constantly condensed, and after a short stay, it blurts out like a sharp arrow, crosses the afterimage of light and shadow, and falls on the opposite side, and the number of enemies killed is just a number for Rift Mountain Garo, and it has nothing to do with merit.

The brightest light is the cannon muzzle bombarded by Huo Yan Cāo, in the middle of a group of beginner-level rift mountains, the middle-level rift mountain Garo can be regarded as eye-catching, but compared to the concentration of others, Huo Yan seems absent-minded, and the red light of the shè is mostly towards the edge of the battle array, and it can't kill a few people at a time, which is too far away from when Rì killed in the Southern Wilderness.

After Huo Yan fired three or four cannons again, he was on fire in his heart, kicked on the valuable divine blessing cannon, turned around and jumped off the fort more than five meters high, there were a full twenty attendants waiting to serve below, and he was busy for a while, moving chairs and moving chairs, carrying tables and lifting tables, and after a while, Huo Yan sat down comfortably with his legs crossed, a table of jīng side dishes was steaming, and there was a pot of wine.

"My lord has worked hard, in the morning, my lord fired one hundred and twenty-eight cannons, and the corpses of the Xuanye family were blown up all over the field, all of which were the credit of the adults......

"Adults work so hard, you must take good comfort, this is a fine wine brewed from the red jade lining of the Nanban jungle, please taste ......."

"Adults work hard for the city-state, every time I see adults tired, I wait like a knife, I only hate the ability to be low, I can't follow the adults to kill the enemy, fortunately, the daughter of the family still has a little bit of posture, and it is rare that xìng is gentle and lovely, and I am willing to send it to the adults ......."

As soon as he sat down, a sycophant like cháo poured out of the mouths of the people around him, as if he didn't want money, and Huo Yan was uncomfortable when he heard this.

"Get away from me, don't you see your grandfather?"

With a reprimand, the surrounding sycophants disappeared immediately, and Huo Yan looked at the flashes crisscrossing the sky and felt even more annoyed.

"I'm still worried about the airship......."

I wanted to be clean for a while, but when I heard this, Huo Yan naturally didn't like it.

"The empty boat is a fart, I'm angry with those bastards, isn't it that Lao Tzu has no background? As for pit me like this? Wait, wait for me to become Bunyun Garo, and let them all kneel in front of me and call Grandpa ....... ”

Huo Yan complained, making the visitor shake his head, sat down next to Huo Yan, picked up the wine glass that Huo Yan didn't drink and drained it in one gulp, sighed, and said:

"Don't complain, no one can prove whether Jieming is dead or alive, and no one can prove it when he shot down the Xuanye family's airship, and it's normal to be suspicious, Jieming is a middle-level rift mountain in the Xuanye family, and he may be a genius who may impact the Collapse Cloud Jialuo, I don't know how much the Heavenly Treasure has used, how can it be like you, a wandering soul without a backstage?"

"Four months, four months? Half of this battle has been fought, isn't it still decided? Lao Tzu worked hard for the Mochizuki city-state, but they want to hold me accountable for the loss of the empty boat, if you want to investigate it, every day the empty boat is shot down, those grandsons don't have any, why only bother me? I'm ......, really I'm muddy? ”

Huo Yan was still indignant, and happily ran back to receive the reward, but he didn't expect that Mao didn't catch a single one, and he was upset with a sāo, even if he asked for rì Chang's offering, he was pushed three times and four times, and he had to go to the battlefield to pay him for the cannon, if he didn't want to start a family, those children needed a lot of supplies, so he wouldn't be here to serve.