"Let's get here, there's the plain ahead, I'm sorry to leave you here." Seinfeld said apologetically that after staying in the canyon for half a month, he was about to step into the land at the very edge of the Cape, and he felt that there would be unexpected gains here.

"Even now, Song Fei is still saying these things, Seinfeld will do it, we will surprise you, with these energy crystals, we are very confident."

"Haha, of course."

Seinfeld looked at everyone, he wanted to try to remember their faces, borrowing the power of the altar of life, these people have all improved their strength, the biggest change is Lu Tu and Feitian, his strength is close to the B level, and the hungry roarers, although they don't know where their strength is, but they are definitely much more powerful than before, because their eyes have completely changed, in addition to bloodthirstiness, there is also a calm look.

The ones who have changed the least are Xingna, but they have only improved some physical fitness.

"Seinfeld, you don't have to worry about us here, let's go." Lu Tu urged, and parting was inevitably a little sad.

"But you are the king of hunger and roar, help Lu Tu and them, your weapon, I promise it will be in your hands." Seinfeld didn't care whether the other party understood it or not, and said seriously.

"Damn! Okay, yes. The filthy energy was lit and ran to Allah.

"Huh?" Seeing that the other man had stuffed himself with a beast's tooth, Allah was puzzled.

"This is a gesture of goodwill to you, and Allah doesn't want to keep some souvenirs for you?" Aunt Chen held Allah's back and said softly.

Throwing a handkerchief to Dirt, Allah ran away with a look of shame, and everyone said their final goodbyes, in different ways, but with the same meaning.

The gathering place on the plains, located on a plateau, can be said to be the highest mountain here, the top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the roar of a dragon can be heard from the top of the mountain from time to time.

The inhabitants of this gathering place are extremely mixed, with all kinds of life, and there are some clashes almost every day, and bloodshed and death are the most common things here.

A concrete road, like a hovering dragon, runs almost all of the plain, and usually there are not many people walking on the road, and here you can hardly see caravans walking alone, because that would be tantamount to death.

Seinfeld and his party of eight walked down the road all morning, and they encountered three attacks, and the result was that their wealth increased a lot.

The agglomeration is located in the middle of the plain, and along this road, the distance is the shortest. Seinfeld, who was about to rest, was attracted by the billowing smoke and dust in front of them, and looking at the momentum, there was definitely a large group of people coming, and they chose to retreat to the plain outside the avenue.

Smoke and dust slowly rushed in front of them, and at that moment there was a startling sound.

"Damn it, make so much smoke, ahem!" Da Mu ducked to the side and cursed.

Seinfeld stood in front of the girls, blocking the dust, and waited until the smoke cleared, and then he saw that there was a caravan on the other side.

The leader was a young man, with curly brown hair, wearing leather armor, carrying a weapon around his waist, and wearing a veil, in fact, the people behind him were all the same, there were hundreds of people, looking at their aura and demeanor, it was definitely the strength of B-level or above.

Behind them were long convoys, all transporters, each with a dozen prisoners, handcuffed, fearless, bloodless, and with empty eyes.

There were more than a hundred of them, and Seinfeld saw that there were many kinds of prisoners, and he thought of a word, slaves, the favorite job of the traders, to plunder the population and use it to increase their wealth.

"You guys! Who speaks is more useful. The young man driving the mecha car raised his whip, pointed at Seinfeld and the others, and said impatiently.

Seinfeld sneered, looked at Mr. Wen, the other party understood, stepped forward a few steps, and said calmly: "We are a caravan from afar, I think my words are still of some use, I don't know what you need." ”

"Yes!" The young man's face was sarcastic, his gaze stayed on the primary person, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Oban only needs women, they stay, you get out, or you die." ”

"I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry, I can't save you." Mark was speechless, and as he spoke, a man had already walked past him.

"What are you going to do?" Auburn watched Seinfeld warily.

"You have to be responsible for what you say." Seinfeld said as he threw a punch at Oban on his horse.

"Ridiculous! I'll take your arm. In a flash of cold light, Auburn was already holding the weapon in his hand, and the sharp tenacity slashed directly at Seinfeld's arm.

Rumble!

Seinfeld didn't flinch, his fist turned into a grab when it touched Auburn's clothes, grabbed the opponent's neck directly, and threw it to the ground.

"Kill him for me!" Auburn smashed a huge crater in the avenue, and he roared hysterically.

"Boy, you're finished." Those centaurs shot out in an instant, and several terrifying auras attacked directly at Seinfeld.

"Stop." The tall wall of fire directly crotched those attacks, and at the same moment, two fist-sized fireballs sprang out from Xingna's side.

"Allah and Snow Lotus are so powerful that they are already able to use their abilities." Da Mu looked relaxed and praised on the side.

"Deal with the woman first." Several of the flames jumped out quickly, rushing directly towards Xingna, and they all recognized the strength of the other party.

"Let you taste the power of the old lady." Aunt Chen carried a machete and rushed directly towards those people.

Syllable!

The machete slashed at those people's weapons, and an extremely strong force directly forced them back, and Aunt Chen was unforgiving and desperately caught up with them.

"Damn, this woman has so much power." Those people were a little frightened, and as more and more companions joined in, they gradually forced towards Aunt Chen.

"Although I am not strong, I will not allow you to hurt my companions." A dagger appeared in Mr. Wen's hand, and the black line in the corner of his eye became more obvious, blocking a few people for Aunt Chen.

"Come on, come on, you damn rabbit cubs, the old lady's machete can't stand it for a long time." Aunt Chen's huge body kept rising outward, completely bursting out the power in her body.

Rumble!

The slightly weaker enemy was directly blown away by him, if it weren't for the numerical advantage, he would definitely not be able to stop Aunt Chen's humanoid tank.

"Mother Chen, come on." Allah and Snow Lotus shouted loudly, and with her in front of them, they could use their abilities well.

The searing heat of the fireball acts on the enemy's body, and although it does not deal much damage, it always affects their status. If the fireball only disrupts it, then Xingna's fire dragon is destroyed, and the terrifying destructive power, coupled with the fact that those enemies are not far from each other, makes her destructive power quite high.

"Die." In this kind of chaotic battle, there will always be fighters who avoid Aunt Chen's edge, and when these enemies show hideous smiles, ready to deal a fatal blow to others, the next moment, the smile freezes.

"Ahh My hand! Seeing that his arms had separated from his body, the warrior cried out in horror.

"The wound is very smooth and flat, and it seems that the cutting is really easy to use." Oki appeared in front of the warrior and kicked him to the ground.

"I'm going to kill you." The warrior waved his only arm, only to find that he had lost his force halfway through.

"This arm is also flat." Oki said with a smile.

"Destroy!" Hatsu Zhou, who walked out from behind Xingna, was sonic and angry.

Boom! The wonderful sound waves blasted directly into the other party's mind, and the pain of the broken arm made him extremely uncomfortable, but at the moment of death, he was completely relieved, and closed his eyes with a peaceful expression.

The wonderful sound wave was spreading towards the battlefield, and those enemies felt a wave of fear spreading, and in an instant they found themselves moving much slower, at this moment, Aunt Chen was a terrible tank for them, and the balance of victory had begun to tilt.

Poof! The powerful B-rank powerhouse fell down with reluctance.

"Miss Chu is really powerful, thank you for allowing me to kill enemies stronger than me." Mark suffered multiple wounds and pulled his blood-stained dagger out of his enemies.

"Ahh Auburn was going crazy, the young man in front of him was a devil, with his B-level strength close to the sixth turn, he couldn't do him the slightest damage, and he showed despair as he watched his people slowly fall.

"No, you're the devil, you can't kill me." Auburn was completely devastated, yelling at Seinfeld, his bowels were blue at the moment, and he secretly hated that he shouldn't have provoked these people.

"I'm sorry I can't do that." Seinfeld was not merciful, with an apology on his face, a punch broke through the opponent's defense, directly through Auburn's chest, simple and rough, very effective.

The others were flustered when they saw Auburn fall, and they looked at each other with determination in their eyes.

"The fighting spirit is good, I will take you seriously." Aunt Chen didn't have a contempt for her, these people at this moment will give her the feeling that it will be even more difficult to deal with than just now, and their bones reveal a tenacious will.

"Actually, you can survive, I don't want to kill innocents." Seinfeld was a little unbearable, these people were not bad.

"Young Master Auburn is dead, we can only die on the battlefield today, please respect us." One of them spoke very tactfully, and the expression on his face gradually grew.

"I see." Seinfeld turned to the junior and said, "Stop, I'll take care of them." ”

The wind on the road blew away the smell of blood on the ground, and also blew away the heaviness in the hearts of Seinfeld and others, looking at the corpses that fell to the ground, they did not have the joy after victory.

"War never needs a reason, well, we've done enough." Seinfeld said to everyone, a big smile on his face that always dispels troubles.

"We still have a lot of things to do, what are these people going to do?" Seinfeld pointed to the exponential volume of transport trucks.

"Don't worry, leave it to me, my ability is the most suitable for this job, but to maintain order, I have to find someone again, I can't do the work of two people." Da Mu said and ran directly to the nearest car, these people are resources to him.

"There's no need for that, these slaves have long since lost themselves." Mr. Wen said with certainty that by looking at the faces of those people, they knew that they had already given up on themselves, and that they could not cause turmoil at all.