Time passes.

"Great Priest, there are too many human warriors gathered here, and the troll soldiers in front of them are almost unable to support them. ”

The clan chief rode the war wolf and ran back from the front of the battlefield, the serrated blade in his hand, the blood "ticked" and "ticked" flowed, the demon wolf under his crotch limped, and the snow-white wolf hair was now filthy.

"Yes, I see. ”

On the altar of the hill, the old shaman nodded his head.

Under the sunken eye sockets, the eyes are full of greed and wisdom, Lao Sa is standing on the top of the mysterious altar, the altar is engraved with dense hunting beast runes, in a pale green mist,

"This continent is fertile and rich, and it has nurtured so many living ......"

Behind the black-robed priest, there were two red-robed shamans.

But the two red-robed shamans did not participate in the battle like the others, but commanded a group of orc soldiers to drive a wild deer, goats and other prey from the mountains to the altar.

The chief knew that the high priest was about to cast the power of evil spells, and hurriedly said, "Please also ask the high priest to use the power of evil energy to reverse the pattern of the battlefield!"

The old priest let out a sensible laugh from his mouth, and his throat seemed to be stuck with a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"The power of evil energy lies in the exchange of life and death, since there are so many human soldiers, let our warriors be resurrected for the second time!"

As the black-robed priest said excitedly and frantically, the cane in his hand was raised high, and a pale green flame "whirred" burst out at the top of the altar.

Immediately, the five fingers of the high priest's other hand were opened, and he shot at the many beasts and deer, and his rickety body swelled a little at this moment, and roared: "My warriors, accept the baptism of evil power, pick up your weapons again, and tear apart the enemies in front of you!"

Countless herds of beasts, amazing life force, were sucked into the altar by the black-robed shaman.

These fat figures, which were originally full of life, gradually dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hum hum hum hum ...... "

The old shaman's eyes showed a look of madness.

Holding aloft crutches, the evil energy absorbed an astonishing life essence, and at the top of this hill, a pale green cloud pillar rose into the sky, forming a pale green cloud.

The powerful energy fluctuations made the human warriors on the dominant side on the battlefield look up one after another.

"What kind of ability is that?"

"The power of evil energy is so strong, far from being comparable to the little evil energy that those chiefs can control!"

Above the Thunder Phoenix, the Spirit Sword in Zhang Tianjing's hand, after gathering a large amount of Spiritual Qi, a ray of white light slashed towards the leader of the Black Hand Clan, roaring: "Thunder Phoenix!"

"Wow!"

Lei Feng comprehended.

The astonishing thunder spiritual power gathered, and this holy bird was like a ball of thunder, blooming with dazzling spots of light, and with an earth-shattering thunder shock, the spiritual power ripples spread.

Rumble!

At the top of a hill in the distance, an astonishing arc of lightning descended from the sky, stirring up clouds of evil energy and targeting the black-robed shaman.

However, the black-robed shaman only sneered in a low voice, only to see the cane in his hand wave out of thin air, and a dark green strange dragon phantom spread its wings and flew high, and it disappeared with the thunder arc.

The black-robed shaman's eyes were shining, arrogant and disdainful.

"Elemental Thunderbird, carving insect skills. ”

Lei Feng's slight distraction also gave the Black Dragon King a chance, and a jet-black dragon breath smoke pillar erupted, accompanied by the crackling phoenix thunder in the sky, obviously suffering some trauma, and no longer had the heart to doppelganger.

The dark clouds of evil energy slowly spread.

The corpse of the troll that had already been slain, under the influence of these evil clouds, suddenly ignited green light in the hollow eye sockets, and it was clear that the heart had stopped beating, but it stood up violently and rushed towards the surrounding warriors again.

"Gult, with the power of the evil energy you have comprehended now, it is enough to rank among the best among all the black-robed sacrifices on the mainland, and it is not enough to surpass you!"

The red-robed priest behind him looked up at the thick clouds in the sky, and couldn't help but admire.

At this time!

An afterimage appeared.

The hat and cloak were silent, and a large black sword reached the black-robed shaman high priest above the altar.

The two elite troll soldiers were swept by the remnants of the black shadow, "bang", "bang" twice, and were instantly blasted out by the heavy sword more than ten meters, life and death are unknown, and several more elite troll soldiers are not afraid of death.

"Bold!"

The clan chieftain with the serrated sword in his hand roared and urged the crotch to cripple the demon wolf and rush over.

But seeing Wan Yingmu under the hat, his eyes were calm as water, with a courageous and stubborn spirit, surging attack, anyone in front of him to block it will also be a dead end.

Boom!

The chieftain of the power of evil energy burning on the serrated sword, after confronting Wan Yingmu head-on, the wolf under his crotch let out a mournful roar, and the chief exclaimed: "What a strong force!"

There are more and more troll soldiers around.

However, Wan Yingmu seemed to be an unstoppable martial saint, one by one, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of troll warriors had been killed.

Behind the black-robed shaman, the red-robed priest on the left and right was solemn.

"Drink!"

With Wan Yingmu's shouting, the astonishing spirit burst out, bursting out with super combat power far beyond the ordinary strength level, and the troll chief flew out upside down with a "bang".

"Chief!"

The red-robed priest shouted, not knowing what power to use, and a crystal skull appeared in his hand, muttering and whispering.

However, before there was time to change, with a "poof", Wan Yingmu, who was holding a pitch-black heavy sword, had already appeared in front of him from dozens of meters away, and a sword pierced through his thin body.

A fierce color flashed in his eyes, and his eyes appeared with an unbelievable red-robed sacrifice, crushed by the stormy waves on the bladeless heavy sword.

"Little one, you're killing yourself!"

Seeing a red-robed priest being killed in front of him, the black-robed shaman High Priest Gurt roared.

The palm that had taken in a huge amount of life essence suddenly turned into a fist, and it blasted towards the inconspicuous little black shadow.

Wan Yingmu caught up again, and the two faced each other-for-tat, and in an instant, a turbulent wave of turbulent spirit smashed on the bladeless heavy sword sword.

After a short period of reduction, with a "boom", Wan Yingmu flew out upside down, and only fell to the ground dozens of meters later, and then slid out a few meters backwards, unable to hold back a whimper.

"No one can stop me, no one!"

The shaman, Gurt, roared, and once again threw a punch out of thin air.

After Wan Yingmu barely avoided it, there was a "boom", and on the ground where he was standing, layers of dust spread, and a huge clear fist mark was imprinted, and Wan Yingmu, who wanted to fight in close quarters, was stopped by the troll warrior who was desperate for death.

A moment later.

Whoop, whoop, whoop......

Exhausted, Wan Yingmu completely lost his resistance, and was held in his hand by the shaman high priest, with a hideous color, Sen Sen said: "What are you?"

Ahem, cough, cough.

Wan Yingmu didn't speak, and he didn't even have the strength to speak for the last time.

The corpses were all over the ground, and the shaman high priest let out a faint snort from the depths of his throat, pinching the palm of Wan Yingmu's neck, and working harder and harder, wanting to extract the essence of life from Wan Yingmu's body protection true qi.

"No one can stop me from fulfilling the will of the Great Chief, now I pinch you to death, just like pinching an ant to death, bringing me such a loss, just use your life essence as compensation!"

The shaman high priest smiled cruelly, and he could clearly sense that the resistance in the human warrior's body was becoming more and more fragile.

Airplanes......

Suddenly!

A completely unexpected change.

In the distance, on the top of Gengchen Mountain, a column of pitch-black smoke containing unbelievable and terrifying coercion rose into the sky, and in an instant, a pitch-black cloud was formed on the top of Gengchen Mountain, which was ten times larger than this side, and was spreading at an incredible speed.

Not only were many people from the Tiannan Gengchen Immortal Sect stunned, but the shaman high priest who was carrying Wan Yingmu's neck here was also stunned on the spot, looking at the terrifying pitch-black clouds in a daze, as if competing with the evil energy cloud pillar of the altar under him, and rose accordingly, and the withered old face couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

As if sensing some incredible power, the high priest's body even trembled slightly.

"What's that?"

The shamanic high priest muttered unconsciously.

The shrill laughter of Sen Sen was attracted by the feast of souls floating on the battlefield, and from the pitch-black clouds that rose into the sky, one after another seemed to be shadows in a nightmare, and the black gas was swirling, gradually emerging, and swooping down from the sky to the battlefield.