The realm of the spirits, the orcs. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Nan Yijue stepped on this land, he frowned deeply.

"These orc slaves are really dirty." She sighed softly, a fishy smell in front of her, and she scoffed at the magnificent tribe in front of her.

"Oh, Nan-sama, the orcs live in a primitive state, and I don't know if I can get useful news from them." A woman with a voluptuous figure stepped out from behind her and replied coquettishly.

Nan Yi snorted coldly: "Call their leader out, I want to question." ”

"Yes," the bewitching woman smiled evilly, "Iron puppet, what are you still doing in a daze, the adults told you to work." ”

The man named Iron Golem answered, raised his huge body, and left the team with a bang.

The iron golem is about three meters tall, a hard and rough ghost head armor, his swollen belly is full of horizontal meat, thick legs and arms, covered with dense muscle blocks, this body alone is full of thousands of pounds, his face is ugly, fierce and vicious, and he looks like the ghost king of the netherworld.

"Hey, this stupid big guy is really obedient." The charming woman whispered, a hint of banter flashing in her eyes.

"Shadow Blade, what's the matter, the iron golem doesn't listen to me, does it listen to you?" Nanyi's voice was cold, and he squinted at the woman called Shadow Blade.

"Huh?" Shadow Blade covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Don't blame, my lord, the little woman is just talking nonsense for a while," she said, and she lowered her head in apology while slapping her mouth.

Nan Yi snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and looked ahead.

Shadow Blade walked back with her red and swollen face covered, clad in short black armor that outlined her figure enough to make any man's blood spurt, and the mere mere sight of it would make people burn with lust.

On the contrary, her adult, Nan Yijue, although she is a woman, does not eat the fireworks of the world, and has always kept a straight face, expressionless and only knows killing.

"My lord, what should I do if I can't ask for news this time?" A male voice came from behind, and in just a flash, the man appeared in front of Nan Yijue and bowed.

"Killed." Nanyi said coldly.

"However, along the way, I have already killed the previous spirit clan, and if I continue, I am afraid that it will anger the local psychic elders." Bian Wentian said with a little worry.

"You still don't understand, that's what the adults mean, it's better to ask, if you can't ask, kill them all, those psychic elders have been uncertain, if they come out, things will be easy to do, the purpose of our killing is to seduce them out, just exercise your assassination skills, isn't it beautiful?"

Shadow Blade leaned against Nan Yijue's side and said coquettishly, "Am I right, my lord? ”

"Hmph." Nan Yi never answered, and snorted coldly again, his eyes already focused on the huge figure in front of him.

The iron golem is like a humanoid tank, and a strong lion-faced man is imprisoned on his right arm, and the lion-faced man constantly resists, his voice is sonorous and powerful, but he can't break free from the iron golem's shackles.

"Tell me to be honest and shut up for me." The hoarse and dull voice of the iron golem sounded, and he walked to Nan Yijue's side and directly left the Lionheart King on the ground.

"My lord, he is the leader of the land, King Lionheart." The iron golem bowed in reply, his giant-like body shocked, and walked to the rear as he spoke.

The Lionheart King had already been hit hard, and he could resist in the first few seconds, but he was taken down by the iron golem within three moves, and an arm was removed, at this time, even if he had three heads and six arms, he was powerless to return to the sky.

"Let my people go, they want to kill or chop, look for me!" Even if he was prostrate on the ground, the voice of the Lionheart King was still loud, like a king descending, and the momentum was extraordinary.

"Your life is worthless." Nan Yijue turned around and asked, "Iron Golem, what did you do just now?" ”

"Me?" The iron golem pointed at himself innocently, "I pinched a few guards to death, and then I brought him over and asked him about the origin of the Spirit Descent, and he said he didn't know." ”

"So, gather all your people here and give you three minutes." Nanyi's beautiful eyes flashed, staring at King Lionheart.

The Lionheart King was at a loss at this time, and the former king of this forest knelt here in such humiliation.

"You, you delusional! They're gone, you can kill me. King Lionheart roared, his voice shattering.

Nanyi glanced at Shadow Blade in despair, and the latter sneered and looked at King Lionheart with disdain: "Really, my king, stubbornness is useless. ”

She walked out into the open field, opened her lips suddenly, and cried out, "Come back—my people!" They are not enemies! ”

The voice was transmitted along the cold wind into the distance, and those clansmen who were fleeing from this place suddenly stopped, their eyebrows joyful: "Not an enemy? ”

"Let's go, go back!"

"Since it's not an enemy, let's hurry up and welcome guests, the Lionhearts will not be lazy!"

Looking at the large-scale return of the clansmen, the last wall in the Lionheart King's heart also collapsed, and the voice of the bewitching slut just now turned out to be exactly the same as his voice.

"What a powerful talent!" Just as he was about to say this, the Lionheart found that his throat seemed to be locked, and he could only make a choked sound.

A look of despair spread across his face, and he knew that it was all in vain.

The iron golem was very excited when he saw the flow of people gathering in this direction, and took a big stride to pick up the big axe on his back, and went up to kill him by surprise, vicious slashing, fierce chiseling, and in a short time, a large number of clansmen died under his giant axe more than two meters long.

It wasn't until they got close to the source of the sound that the clansmen realized that their leader had been imprisoned and that they had been deceived!

"Why, why would the patriarch deceive us?" The head fell to the ground, and before he died, a teenager did not understand the reason.

The flow of people all ran back, even if they found that something was wrong, there was no time to resist, Nan Yijue's cold face finally had a glimmer of light, and she pulled out a broken sword from her waist, which emitted a purple halo, and the cold light was cold.

Suddenly, the weather changed drastically, the wind swept in, and the angry thunder pierced through the clouds, and her talent turned out to be to control the clouds and rain!

Black clouds overwhelmed the city, the wind was raging, countless giant trees were broken at the waist, the thunder was roaring, the smell of burning was burning, and the atmosphere was depressed to the extreme!

As soon as the purple sword was raised, it stood on the edge of the sky, and the black clouds quickly rotated and condensed into a ball, and the angry thunder in the black clouds split open, making a deafening muffled sound.

"Click!"

In the blink of an eye, the long-accumulated thunder slammed in, targeting the Lionheart Tribe.

"It's all over." With a sigh, Lionheart bit off his tongue, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

The thunder disappeared, and the originally magnificent tribe became a ruin, thousands of charred corpses, countless smashed buildings, and in just a few seconds, Nan Yijue destroyed the entire tribe, just raising his hand!

Hundreds of meters above the ancient tree, there were three figures hidden, and one of the men had a serious expression, "Enemy, it's not simple. ”

"What should we do?" She was about to cry out in a hurry, and when she saw her people being slaughtered, she felt guilty.

"Strike with precision, break them one by one." Hering said in a deep voice.

"What?" Lian asked with a frown.

"It's a stab in the back......"