The Luan on the beast's mount was surrounded by spears, which were filled with the heads of prey, and the head of the short captain of the agate man was also there, piercing through the skull from the broken neck, and a tongue was hanging out, and the swollen eye bubbles turned out, looking terrifying.

"Not collectible." The Great Chief tossed the two heads away, and the dinosaur hounds that followed him immediately pounced on them and swallowed them whole.

The chiefs quickened the pace of the hunt, and the survivors were immediately under pressure.

The big chief sat on the luan car, clenched his fist with one hand, supported his forehead, closed his eyes and recuperated, these miscellaneous fish were not worth his attack at all, and he was not even interested in taking a look at the battle situation, but in the next second, he suddenly opened his dark eyes and stared at the empty wilderness on the right.

Like a sharp sword, a black pillar of light split through the space, standing on the ground, and then unfolded, forming a wide and magnificent portal.

Black arcs of energy spilled out like swimming fishes, crackling and sending dust from the ground swept around.

A female knight wrapped in white steel armor drove her horse out of the portal, her eyes like sharp blades.

The majestic horses also dressed in costumes breathe hot air, and when they step on the ground, they are huge hoof prints.

"Prey?" A third-order servant of the British third order, after receiving the signal of the great chief, dragged his scimitar and killed the female knight.

The slave jumps in the air, but the expected scene of dissecting the enemy's body does not happen.

The female knight waved the silver dragoon spear in her hand, and in the sound of breaking the wind, dozens of gun shadows were pointed out in an instant, and the slave was covered in blood, rolling over the wilderness, his eyes were rolling, like a dying catfish, he only had incoming qi, and he obviously couldn't live.

"In the name of the Lord, purify evil!" The female knight raised her spear between her eyebrows and looked at the chief indifferently. There was no fear.

A sonorous voice floated across the wilderness. The female knight stood there, and it seemed that she also added a refreshing floral fragrance to the Stone Age.

"Interesting!" The corners of the Great Chief's mouth twitched, "I've decided to make you my new slave girl!" ”

The third-order slave of the British Rank, who was enough to defeat most of the strong men of the Trojan Horse Squad, was killed in one hit, but the Great Chief didn't care at all.

"Lorraine, deal with heresy. There is no need for such a formal etiquette, just kill it. A male knight in red heavy armor rode out of the portal.

His burly body, thick voice, and huge war horse made the whole person like a moving chariot, and the horse's hooves stepped down every time. will leave a half-foot-deep imprint, which shows that the weight is amazing.

"Willard, in your lifetime, I'm afraid you won't see Lorraine's loss of honor." The women who come out this time are entirely in the image of medieval witches, wearing wide-brimmed hats with large brims, sitting on brooms.

The breeze blew and blew up the robe, and two fair-skinned beautiful legs could be seen. Enough for any man to swallow and foam.

The Great Chief frowned slightly. He could feel the surging power in these uninvited guests, but it wasn't enough to move and fear.

"It doesn't matter who you are. I'm going to die today. The Great Chief grabbed a bone spear made from the backbone of the fiercest beast in the wilderness, and was about to attack, but suddenly stopped, staring at the portal with a solemn face.

An eighteen-year-old young man rode out of the portal on a white horse, like a prince of the Middle Ages, dressed in splendid court attire, handsome enough to tarnish any flower, with delicate silhouettes and lines that attracted a woman's attention more than the most beautiful jewels.

"This time, the enemy is another ugly monster?" The young man glanced at the big chief, and the ugly appearance of the other party made him frown disgustingly.

The Great Chief was very angry, but the power fluctuations contained in the other party's body made him dare not make a move.

"Have you seen enough? Bow your head to the Dragon King, see an old friend, don't you come out to say hello? The young man's white-gloved right hand lifted the reins lightly, allowing the horse to cross the knights with the court dance steps before stopping.

"Old monster, every time I see you like this, I feel sick to my stomach, are you really a vampire?" The low and hoarse voice poured into everyone's ears with the air, and even the three knights, including the three knights, shivered unconsciously.

The little chiefs noticed that something was wrong and gathered around.

"I'm not a vampire, but you're certainly not human." The young man smiled, "The first person in China, please call me the Earl of the Millennium." ”

This eternally young man is nicknamed the Old Monster, recognized as the first person in the Trojan Horse world, a legend that many people have only heard of, but have never met.

Higmint? Sigfried, a forever wandering Jew, magician, and alchemist who is said to have lived for thousands of years and has an immortal body, has many identities, each of which could be written into a wonderful story, he was an expelled king, prophesied and participated in many historical events, and he was also a Frankenstein who studied pharmacy and chemistry to help the poor......

"If you don't choose what you say, I may fight with all my might." The man nicknamed the Bowed Dragon King was dressed in a black tight-fitting protective suit, wrapped in a large black cloak, and although his face was not covered by a mask, there was always a black mist surrounding him, and no one could witness his lineup.

"Heretic, watch your tone." Lorraine scolded, pointing his spear at the bowed dragon king, "I'm going to challenge you." ”

"Not interested." The low-headed dragon king has always seen the head and not the tail, the mystery is incomparable, and his own strength is incomparably strong, except for the old monster, even Bin Hur and Vasily, he can't look down on it.

The big chief was stupid, and the little chiefs were all stunned, these people actually ignored their own side, and talked to each other as if no one was around, which was really hateful.

"I'm going to make you pay!" The Great Chief wanted to roar, but the sudden gaze of the Millennium Earl and the Bowed Dragon King made him subconsciously close his mouth, and he sensed fear, since he became the king of this wasteland, how many years, he no longer felt this way.

"The Holy Land War is about to start, will you participate?" The Millennial Earl looked at the clouds in the sky and sighed, "I'm tired, I really don't want to go through it again." ”

"That's not up to you." The corners of the Dragon King's mouth twitched, and he sighed, "Sure enough, the older you get, the more wasteful, and my goal is to hit the black hand behind the Trojan Horse." ”

"You're not going to make it." Higmint shook his head, he had tried, but unfortunately failed, so he died.

"Can you tell us about your experience? Rest assured, I won't let you speak in vain. The bowed Dragon King pointed at the Great Chief, "How about giving him to you?" ”

The big chief was almost angry, was he a ball? Let it be kneaded.

The Three Knights of Lorraine did not say that the Dragon King was arrogant and arrogant, the other party did have this strength, and the origin of his nickname was because everyone who saw him had to look up.

The low-headed Dragon King seems to be alone, but in fact, his subordinates can teleport at any time and arrive at the scene to attack the side of the Great Chief and the Millennium Earl.

"I hate war." Sigmint touched the ring on his finger, "I'll leave it to you, I'm leaving." ”

"No, I want to accumulate strength and participate in the Holy Land War, and there will be a period later." The low-headed Dragon King knew that he couldn't get the information, so he left very decisively, "If it weren't for the imminent war, I would definitely decide with you who belonged to the first person." ”

"Young people, they can't hold their breath all the time." The Millennium Earl shook his head and looked at the Great Chief, "Let's fight, I have limited time. ”

"Kill them." The Great Chief let out an earth-shattering roar, and a dozen or so chieftains gathered around roared and charged, trying to drown their prey.

The three knights of Lorraine attacked, and when they shook their spears, it was a bloody storm.

The Great Chief moved, and his strong body was enough for him to tear through the space and appear beside the Millennium Earl, but unfortunately before he could attack, his body suddenly stiffened.

"As I wish, physical confinement!" The Millennium Earl spit out a melodious tone and glanced at the Great Chief lightly, "As I wish, get out of the way." ”

The Great Chief rolled out, covered in dirt and embarrassed like a rabbit with an arrow, but quickly jumped to his feet, stared at the Millennium Count viciously, and pounced again.

"Asgard's Ancient Golden Court." The Millennial Earl has expanded the realm, and the three knights under his command are only the fourth rank of Ying, and in the face of the siege of the powerful chiefs, he does not want to be damaged.

Within the field, various attack effect amplification, blessing and curse effects can support and fight allies and enemies who leave the Golden Court, and can determine the coordinates of team members at any time to implement support and recall, but the strongest effect is teleportation.

The Millennium Earl's seed ability is called the King of the Secret Realm, and it is definitely one of the top three abilities in the Trojan Horse World.

The Great Chieftain attacked, was defused, and the Count killed him, probably using fifty percent of his strength.

"Divine Edict, Shock." One of the abilities used by the Earl is the Sybil Prophecy Book, due to the completion of all the Norse mythological worlds, clearing the most difficult trials, collecting all the runes of Rune, and getting the reward, he can use the highest level of the Great Wishing Technique, quickly launch all kinds of spells, the consumption is very small, in the face of the ordinary British Fourth Order, he can even do what he says, kill with one hit.

For fighting, the earl is not interested, hundreds of years of life, accustomed to seeing the world, has long made him lose the heart of fighting, and living a dull life is the current idea.

Touching the epic unique sex prop Nibelungen ring on his hand, the Count pulled out the holy sword, and in the gorgeous light that soared into the sky, the Great Chief was beheaded.

"The heir has finally appeared, and my fate is finally coming to an end." The Count looked at the setting sun in the distance and sighed, not lost, but relieved.

"Where is the heir?" The witch hated killing, so she flew to the head of the regiment on a broomstick and asked curiously, "Twenty years ago, I heard you tell me, but I haven't found it." ”

"In China, I feel it." The Count walked towards the portal without looking back.

"Don't you save the conquerors?" The witch was surprised, she hadn't forgotten the purpose of the group's departure.

"If you can't even win the remaining remnants, then there's no need to live." Willard beheaded the chief and left the Stone Age. (To be continued.) )