For the huge southeastern states, these few things are really small and cannot be small. It is nothing more than the death of a few people who are far away and have nothing to do with their bullshit, after reading the newspaper, the masses of people sigh, after expressing their sympathy for the common people, and finding satisfaction, what should they do or what they do, as for the few nobles who were invited by the military justice department, they are no longer in the eyes of the broad masses of the people. The struggle between the upper classes, the bottom fart people are actually just watching the fun, who the fuck knows what the hell is going on.

It is said that it is still the same, singing and dancing, and drinking the little blood, but it is a pity that the blood is getting more and more expensive now, less and less, and more and more mixed with water.

The southeast state, and even the behemoth of the Huaxia Empire, seem to have an undercurrent flowing slowly in the calm on the surface, and it looks calm on the surface, but no one knows when this undercurrent will set off earth-shattering waves.

Of course, Wang Hao didn't know what was going on in the southeastern country now, and even if he knew, he didn't have the heart to care.

What he was facing now was a priest rushing towards him at high speed, and the black light on the monk's body flickered like a dazzling sun, a black sun, indicating that this guy had stepped into the holy realm with one foot. His momentum was still rising, and two of the light points of his ability on his body reached the ninth order in an instant, and one of them was constantly expanding and contracting, feeling like it might explode at any time.

Once the ninth-order ability light point exploded, then it meant that either the master was shocked to death by the recoil force of the huge superpower fusion, or a tenth-order ability was generated and completely entered the holy realm.

Obviously, judging from the grim smile on the face of this god-serving monk, he was still relatively sure to become the latter, a genuine master of the Holy Domain.

Wang Hao didn't dare to fight a genuine Sacred Domain master surrounded by many enemies and strong enemies, which was not much different from looking for death.

So he ran, and ran for his life.

In his hand, there was a man in his hand.

This person rolled down from the black gem elephant, after the baby elephant broke his leg and fell, the luan on his back was unstable, and a person rolled out of it, which was the magical anti-superpower. The man was wrapped in a wide black robe, with a large cloak, and his head was tightly covered.

He has a dark black mask on his face, there are only three holes in the mask, a mouth and two eyes, the shape on the mask is a very weird-looking human face, at first glance it looks like he is laughing, and it seems to be bitter, but if you look closely, it feels like there is no expression at all, but it makes people feel chills in their hearts for no reason, and I don't know why.

Of course, Wang Hao didn't have the time to take a closer look, and he wasn't in the mood to ask this person why, and he didn't even have the time to tear off the mask on his face.

The first time this person rolled out of Luan's drive, Wang Hao hugged his little stomach and punched up.

There was a muffled sound of "wow" behind the mask, and the person seemed to be spit out. This guy is also considered unlucky, probably because he is too ugly and doesn't want to be seen his true face, in order to prevent the mask from falling off, the mask is embedded in the face more tightly, so all the messy filth spit out this time is covered in the mask.

This guy can only eat and vomit by himself.

Wang Hao didn't say a word, and he was knocked unconscious directly with another punch, and he drilled behind the wall of the valley on his shoulder.

It's a hornet's nest.

All the East Indian troops who were still outside the city, after a stunned moment, they screamed and chased after Wang Hao in general, especially a few priests who were like madmen, no matter where their original position was, they all pursued in the direction of Wang Hao, regardless of friends and enemies with red eyes, everything that stood in front of them was a punch.

In their eyes, there is only Wang Hao, or only the anti-superpower mask man on Wang Hao's shoulder.

Even the East Indians, who had already attacked the city wall, no longer continued to expand their results, leaving their current opponents one by one, turning around and jumping off the wall to stop Wang Hao.

The enemy of the enemy is a friend, this is a very simple truth, not to mention that the valley is full of old humans, and he has captured the biggest enemy of the people in the valley, if these guys in the valley don't help in this situation, even Wang Hao will destroy them.

The warriors of the valley on the city walls and outside the walls saw this scene, and after a very brief period of surprise and stunned, they really moved.

Although no one knew Wang Hao, and they didn't know where this guy came from, these people immediately instinctively began to help Wang Hao break off.

Needless to say, the people on the city wall were fighting fiercely, and the opponent suddenly withdrew, not only withdrew, but also sold the gap in the back to himself without reservation, stupid. At least one-third of the East Indians on the wall failed to get down, and almost half of the people who came down were wounded.

There was a sudden buzz in the air, and the top of Wang Hao's head darkened.

A rain of arrows shot out from the wall without warning, whistling towards where Wang Hao was now.

There were about twenty arrows in total, but when they were halfway there, they were unified into split arrows, and a total of hundreds of arrows did not seek to kill, but only to temporarily stop the enemy.

Of course, this Peng arrow did not shoot Wang Hao, and by the time the arrow fell, Wang Hao had already rushed out two or three meters, and all the arrows formed a murderous waterfall behind Wang Hao.

The East Indians who rushed over were already flustered at this time, and now they only had three or four points left in their usual ten percent ability, and they suddenly fell down.

In the arrow waterfall, two acolytic priests and monks screamed and rushed out, and after all the arrows smashed into their bodies, they either bounced off or broke, and even more arrows suddenly slowed down for no reason as soon as they approached the range of three feet of their bodies, and then stayed in mid-air, like slowing down their movements, getting slower and slower, and finally standing still, falling.

The acolyte monk really had a different reaction, as the backbone of the East Indian Army's high-end combat force, once they went crazy, few people were their opponents.

Even if you don't have an opponent, you have to fight, and if you don't fight, you will all die.

Dozens of wolf knights and old humans who were still alive outside the city walls blocked the path of the acolyte monk one after another, forming a wall with their own bodies.

This is a very fragile wall, because this wall is not too thick, and the elements that make up this wall are nothing more than a group of low-level abilities that can be killed at their fingertips in front of the acolyte.

But this is also a wall to be strengthened, because the composition of this wall has already made up their minds to die, and their purpose is not to kill the acolytes at all, and they don't even think of stopping them.

They only hope that they can use their lives to delay serving the priests, even if it is only for half a second.

The acolyte's punch punched a big hole in the chest of a wolf knight, but the knight didn't get out of the way, he slammed forward, letting the acolyte's fist and arm pass through his chest, but together with his own wolf, he bit the acolyte's body fiercely;

The three old humans stood in a column, clinging closely, and were hit hard by the acolyte on the first person, the strong impact force made the last person fly directly out of dozens of meters and fell down the wall into a pool of flesh and blood, and the second person was also shaken apart, but the first person hugged the acolyte monk, like a stiff octopus, he was dead, but his body still maintained the previous posture, firmly hanging on the body of the acolyte.

The priest was about to lift his feet, when he suddenly found two old human wounded, hugging his thighs. In a fit of rage, he raised his other foot and kicked the head of an old human into the dirt with a thud, but more old humans rushed up from all sides like zombies

Two powerful acolytes sank deep into the quagmire.

But the acolyte is the acolyte monk, not an ordinary minions that can be compared.

After about ten seconds, the wall in front of the acolyte had been completely crossed.

There was no corpse in the ground, a total of thirty-eight old humans and wolf knights, plus thirteen wolves became decorations on the ground.

But the two acolytes did not have the slightest joy or pride, and instead a thick chill crept up their hearts.

Because they saw that dozens of meters away, the guy who suddenly appeared, carrying a mask, had already dodged through the door on the city wall and entered behind the city wall.

A thick strip of thorns grew on the wall, blocking the original gate, and the wall was resealed, and the thorns on the wall, where it had been smoothed out by several war elephants, also grew thorns again.

Not only did he see it, but all the East Indians saw it.

Hundreds of Dongyin people, as if they had collectively been immobilized by the method, maintained the movements they had taken a second ago, froze in place, and looked directly at the city wall in front of them.

After a full five minutes, the East Indians were relieved, and the other two acolytes also arrived, and under the consultation of the four acolytes, the Dongindias temporarily retreated some distance back to the original camp, and did not seem to have any intention of continuing the attack.

In the process of retreating, although there is a war elephant to open the way, many injured guys in the team are still very unlucky to step into the surrounding sea of flowers, and they have lost more than a dozen people along the way.

In this battle, although the total number of dead in the East Indians was only forty, it was already a major loss for them with only two or three hundred fighting strength, and the original cost of this casualty was enough to capture this valley. Compared to taking the valley, forty dead people are nothing at all, even if all of them are worth it.

And the problem is that now only people are dead, but there is no result, not only the results of the battle, but also a big trophy for the other party.

After Wang Hao entered the valley, he heard a creaking sound behind him, and when he looked back, the city gate had been closed.

That's when he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then when he looked up again, he was stunned again. (To be continued.) )