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Tian Xiwen took a deep breath, glanced at Su Ye with a different look, and sighed: "It's old, it's really old." ”

As the strongest force north of the Yangtze River Delta, Lin'an's intelligence network is also extraordinary, Su Ye's information and Wang Yongpo, Mo Guyue and others are all listed as the highest level, and the affairs of the undead legion have naturally been known to Tian Xiwen for a long time.

Although the number of the undead is unknown, the way of appearance is unknown, and the specific strength is unknown, this does not prevent Tian Xiwen from speculating that Su Ye made a move.

How could a young man with strong blood and strength, or the lord of power, endure such humiliation? He originally thought that Su Ye would splatter blood in five steps and do it on the spot, but he didn't expect him to take such a decisive measure.

"Su Ye's little friend is really extraordinary, it was me Meng Lang before."

Tian Xiwen sighed faintly.

"Waste, it's all waste, what's the use of raising you."

Now, Mo Guyue can't see it anymore, so he doesn't have to live.

He kicked Yuan Hong in the chest, and the latter flew out directly upside down under a strong force, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof!"

Yuan Hong, who was already seriously injured, spurted out a mouthful of blood at this time, and he couldn't hold on any longer, his consciousness gradually sank, as if he had fallen into the abyss, but his body became light and fluttering, as if he was soaking in the spring water of March, which was very comfortable.

He struggled to open his eyes, and suddenly a beam of light shot out from the top of the clouds, and several brothers such as Wang Qi, Da Long, Er Mazi, and Hu Ge actually appeared in front of him.

"Aren't Wang Qi, Da Long, Er Mazi and Brother Hu dead?"

Several people laughed and said nothing.

The light became stronger and stronger, and Yuan Hong only felt that the light contained an extremely strong gravitational force, as if it was going to take him away.

"Angel! Angel!"

An angel appeared in the world at the top of the clouds, waiting for him with a smile.

Yuan Hong smiled serenely, his body twitched a few times, and he couldn't move anymore.

He's dead!!!

As if telepathically, Su Ye looked towards the clouds, his sight pierced through the thick canvas, through the thick clouds, as if he could see through everything in the world and gain insight into the truth and fate of all things. The clouds were brighter than the rest, and the scarlet pupils slowly narrowed, and the smile was thick with coldness and evil.

"It's not going to be too long, don't be too anxious."

……

"Dead man, dead man."

The people in the tent looked at each other, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Mo Guyue, how ferocious this was! What tyranny! It is ironic that a loyal subordinate is killed by the object of his allegiance in a moment.

Wang Lang's heart was cold, and a sense of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox gradually rose. Yuan Hong used to be one of Mo Guyue's beloved generals, who knew that he would die like this now, so what would his future be? Was it eaten by zombies? Or was he trampled to death by a mutant beast? Or is it ......

"I said I'd make your life worse than death, and that's just the first step." Su Ye grinned, his scarlet eyes flashing with a fierce light like blood, as if he was soaked in the sea of blood and slowly turned red.

"Damn, it turns out that it's really you little white face who is messing with ghosts, and Lao Tzu killed you."

Mo Guyue's face was hideous, and outside his words, a sense of grief and indignation was filled, and then he seemed to have been stabbed in the sore spot, and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

"Whew!"

Similar to a tiger's roar and vicious, as weird as a wolf's howl, as desolate as an ape's cry, with a roar, his body suddenly rose up, and the crisp sound of "crackling" bones continued to sound, and in an instant, the original rugged Han Mo Guyue had disappeared, replaced by a monster that no longer had a human form.

Standing like an orangutan, with blond hair covering the body, extremely well-developed forearms with four toes each, and sharp fangs on the face, he has a domineering aura that threatens the world.

"Beamon's transformation combined with the B-level domestication talent, it's no wonder that he can tame so many mutant beasts."

Beamon, a symbol of darkness and evil, is also Satan's minions. Adult Beamon can tear the dragon alive. Although the giant dragon is only a vassal of the true dragon clan in the heavenly plane, it is also a super-powerful existence, and Beamon's ability to tear apart the dragon shows that it is terrifying.

In the Hell of the Supreme Plane, there is a 100,000-strong Beamon Legion, all of which are fifth-order existences, and you must know that the fifth-order is not a big nobleman in the Supreme Plane.

The Death Forest Legion of the Megatrons was formed by 10 million third-order death elves, a hundred times the number of the Beamon Legion, but its strength was far inferior to that of the Beamon Legion.

"Beastmaster's Claw!"

I saw a huge golden beast claw suddenly stretched out, its four toes were as sharp as hooks, as if it could cut through the void, and the wooden round table was swept by the claw light, turning into pieces on the spot, and vegetable soup was spilled all over the ground.

In an instant, Liu Changhe moved, and Zhang Meng also moved.

A long white knife, a gray wolf claw collided with Mo Guyue's beast claw.

"Poof! Poof!"

Two hot blood spurts out one after another, and Liu Changhe and Zhang Meng flew out upside down, like arrows off the string, and their faces were as pale as paper.

Compared with murderers like Mo Guyue, the two of them are still a lot worse.

It's not that Mo Guyue's innate potential is higher than the two of them, in fact, Mo Guyue's innate ability is not weak, but his innate potential is only the fourth order.

The talent potential of the pure-blooded Beamon is at least the fifth order, and there are many Beamon who can reach the legendary realm, and as for the golden Beamon, he has the potential to become a saint.

It's a pity that although Mo Guyue can change into Beamon for some reason, it is just a monster with a small amount of Beamon's bloodline after all.

Its potential is similar to that of Zhang Meng and Liu Changhe. It's just that Mo Guyue, as the lord of power, enjoys resources that Zhang Meng and Liu Changhe can compare.

Ninety-nine percent of the resources of the huge Meishan Mountain are enjoyed by Mo Guyue alone. Even if it is Wang Lang, the Meishan military division who is above 10,000 people under one person in name is only an evolutionary in the middle of the first order, and the military division is still like this, let alone others.

Otherwise, even if Yuan Hong was seriously injured, he would not have been kicked to death by Mo Guyue.

In the final analysis, it was Mo Guyue who was selfish and worried that someone would threaten his rule.

Therefore, the strength of the two sides is also a world apart.

"Second Order!"

Liu Changhe and Zhang Meng glanced at each other and said in shock.

"Little white face, who else can save you now?" Mo Guyue laughed wildly, full of spirits, licking his lips with his rough tongue, as if he had forgotten the dilemma of the mutant beasts, and was happily thinking about the scene of Su Ye being dissected.

Blood is dripping and splashing out!

Whenever he saw his opponent wailing under him, turning into a pile of minced meat, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, and this pleasure was comparable to the drunkenness of taking drugs, and the shallow singing of enjoying the delicate and soft body of a beautiful woman.

"Why should the eldest brother of the beast king be angry, and let the villain's tricks be ruined for nothing." Long Tianya didn't laugh and said.

Su Ye's eyes flashed cold, and the wheel of time suddenly appeared. Chunjun came out of the sheath, only to see a touch of rippling brilliance like a wave of water. Stepping on the mysterious Lingbo microwave with both feet, a dodge, Su Ye's figure exploded, dodging Mo Guyue's beast king claws, and came to his back, in this tent, like an immortal stepping on Lingbo, elegant and extraordinary.

"Poof!"

The sword sank into the flesh, and blood spurted out.

"It's worthy of being Beamon, so hard skin."

The pure-blooded Beamon's defensive power can be called the best in the heavens, and this Wang Lang's transformation into Beamon has also inherited Beamon's invincible defensive talent.

Su Ye frowned, he was not a power evolutionary after all, even if this sword used all his strength, it only made a cut on Mo Guyue's body, it seemed to be drenched in blood, but in fact it was not a big deal.

"Lao Tzu wants you to die!!"

Mo Guyue burst out in anger and grabbed it with one claw, but unfortunately Su Ye had long since disappeared, and instead grabbed a beautiful waitress serving in the tent into a pile of minced meat.

The corners of Long Tianya's mouth twitched, this hostess was his person, and Mo Guyue didn't give him face at all.

The long sword dotted like a cold star, and each point was a wound.

In just a short period of time, there were hundreds of wounds on Mo Guyue's body, although these wounds were not serious, they added up to a lot, and they also had a deep impact on him.

"Beastmaster, let's hurry up and see the beasts."

Wang Lang shouted.

If Mo Guyue could take down Su Ye with a thunderous momentum, he would naturally approve of it. It's just that the strength and weakness of the field are obvious, Mo Guyue has completely become a target in Su Ye's hands, and if he continues to fight, he will definitely lose, in this case, it is better to get out in advance while he has not lost face.

Moreover, the mutant beast group is the foundation of Meishan, such a beast herd of ten thousand beasts is trained by Meishan with all its might, and the crystal nuclei and materials spent can be called massive, which cannot be easily lost.

"Get out of here, I ****** slaughter this little white face today." Mo Guyue slapped Wang Lang and roared.

Wang Lang's body was weak, how could he be under such a palm, blood sprayed out, lying on the ground like a gossamer, and a thick cruel resentment flashed in the triangular eyes of the yin owl, but this time he hid it well and did not let everyone see it.

But how could this fill Su Ye's eyes, he looked at this scene with a slight squint, thoughtful.

"Humph!"

Mo Guyue regretted a little in his heart, but he didn't want to bow his head, and snorted heavily.

"Lao Tzu spared your little white face today."

With that, he strode out of the tent.

Su Ye smiled disdainfully, and the rest of the people followed out of the tent.

In the distance, about two or three miles away, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the beasts roared in rage and trembled.

The black torrent was staggering and besieging the beasts in the center, and the people nearby all fled in all directions, cowering at the foot of the mountain, looking into the distance in horror.

The giant beasts are like grasshoppers trapped in a pile of ants, and even though their divine power is full of power, they are still helpless under this desperate number.

And what is even more desperate is that the undead are constantly killing, unless they can extinguish their spiritual fire, and before they can completely destroy these undead, the skeleton mages in the rear will pull up a large group in minutes.

Of course, this is not that the undead army is so powerful, in fact, the mutant beasts are rebellious and vicious by nature, fighting on their own, and they have not been able to condense into a rope at all. Otherwise, the undead legion that doubled would be defeated by the mutant beast group from the front.

However, this is something that cannot exist, even if it is Mo Guyue, he can only reluctantly gather them together, let the beasts charge towards one place as much as possible, and no amount of instructions will be enough.

Mo Guyue glanced at Su Ye angrily, and then glared at Long Tianya again.

The tent where he had eaten earlier was inscribed with a magic array that was silencing and shock-absorbing, so that Mo Guyue could not notice the abnormal change of the beast herd in time.

"What a disaster!"

Long Tianya was so angry that his teeth itched, but he didn't say anything, he could only sigh.

"Whew!"

There was an earth-shattering roar like a spring thunder exploding on the ground.

Mo Guyue landed on all fours and began to run wildly. Beamon's speed was still very fast, and within a moment, he had already killed the skeleton army.

"It's pretty fast." Noah chuckled wickedly.

Tens of thousands of skeleton warriors flocked to Moguyue in unison.

However, I saw Mo Guyue step on the ground, and an earthy yellow aura emerged from him, and the aura was like a diffuse water wave, enveloping the entire battlefield at once.

The shrouded mutant beast suddenly became angry and crazy, as if it had drunk ****. Although they are still fighting on their own, they are no longer as powerless as before.

And as the battle progressed, Mo Guyue's mutant beasts also folded by more than four thousand. If the battle continues, the whole army will be destroyed.

Of course, the undead army is also constantly being consumed, and even if there are skeleton mages, it is difficult to revive those skeleton soldiers who have been trampled into powder.

"Su Ye Xiaoyou, let's stop here." Tian Xiwen's eyes flashed and he spoke.

"Yes, Leader Su, the overall situation is important." Wang Yongpo said.

"Don't fight."