And Kui Qingyun's figure was continuous, and the red mist was constantly filled, and he was busy cultivating his soul on top of Zhuo'er's dead corpse.

Long Aotian stood in front of the city gate, watching coldly, looking at the corpses all over the field, but he didn't plan to make a move at all, his eyes were rolling, and he didn't know what to think about anymore.

But he couldn't see all these things, and now he was busy in the treasure house of Drow.

The ore armor that has been pushed into a mountain, and the spirit stones have been pushed into boxes and boxes, which are tens of millions.

There are also all kinds of thousand-year-old earth treasures, and the 10,000-year-old spiritual materials have been pushed up to a full three-layer height.

These ** naked in front of Chu Bai couldn't help but make him happy.

Empress Drow, who appeared from time to time beside her, was full of sorrow.

Chu Bai's eyes swept over, and then he didn't look closely, and the little golden hundred acacia branches stretched out from his body, and he didn't even let go of the floor tiles, until the treasure house wrapped in it disappeared out of thin air.

Although the damp and gloomy dungeon could not stop Liu from keeping the fire.

Smoke billowed and scrambled in the uncirculated dungeons, filling every corner, every inch of land.

The original beautiful trees and green onions, and the strange flowers have become the biggest help to fuel the fire.

This makes the entire dungeon a purgatory, and it is no longer suitable for any race to stay.

Without the elite Drow, it is like a thin piece of paper, which can be described as a sparse piece of paper that can be broken with a slight poke, and it is completely rotten.

Chu Bai returned to the ground early, and within a radius of ten kilometers, there were drow elves escaping from the ground, it would be good if they obeyed, otherwise they would be greeted by the sharp fangs of the demon wolf.

The slaughter did not last long, and when the autumn rain stopped, less than a thousand of the tens of thousands of Drow remained, and the remaining 2,000 Terrans were brought back to Shou'an Village.

He swept through the Jackals with his rested legions!

The thousand-meter-high mountain was smashed out of thousands of potholes by the stone spirit, which can be described as full of holes.

The jackals who were hideous before, at this time, broke their hands and one leg and tried to escape, more than a dozen people gathered to break through, and hundreds of thousands of slaves fled with large bags and small bags!

Chaos became the dominant tone.

The snakes and wolves that came from the attack were scattered in all directions, and Chu Bai no longer deliberately controlled them, just to not leave any of them!

The war of extermination is not just lip service.

If it is replaced by Shou'an today, it is not as simple as just dying.

The scattered snakes and wolves surrounded and suppressed, but as far as the eye could see, there were one or two snake wolves, driving away the scattered gnolls.

But instead of stepping forward to bite, he deliberately let the jackals surround him in one direction.

Under the deliberate expulsion, the scattered jackals hugged tightly, and whenever the jackals crossed a thousand, they had the courage to resist.

Ten thousand arrows fell from the sky with the sound of the wind, piercing the throat of the jackal, stabbing the eyeball, and leaving a puddle full of muddy red.

Either they were pounced on by the big tiger, and the halberd carried the jackal and hung on the tree pole.

It was also under the hooves of a black horse, the heart was pierced, and the body slowly fell, leaving an unwilling ghostly eye.

The snakes and wolves directly turned their heads and continued to center on the thousand-meter-high mountain, constantly expelling the jackals.

The devil's keen sense of smell, the snake's hidden.

In the middle of the dense forest, under the high mountains, cooperate with the tripartite legions.

Slowly devouring the only sixty or seventy thousand jackals left.

Dividing and strangling is a strategy that has been set a long time.

Chu Bai rode Dabai leisurely, and the blood-red smell diffused on the noisy mountain for a moment of dead silence.

The wailing and halberd that had just dissipated bloomed in the autumn rain again, but it was the autumn rain that came again with Chu Bai.

The accumulation of remains was hideous and terrifying, and the thick aura was almost suffocating.

At this moment, there were only more than 40,000 remnants of the jackals, and they were all driven back to the foot of the thousand-meter-high mountain from all directions by snakes and wolves.

The stone spirit, who was still tumbling, was once again full of excitement, and without any hesitation, he climbed directly to the top of the thousand-meter-high mountain.

His hands and feet fell in a cross among the densest pack of jackals.

There are tigers, leopards, snakes and wolves in front, and ten thousand arrows are fired in a volley.

There is a hundred zhang boulder in the back, which falls from the air.

Not only is there despair, but also full of grief and hatred, has been driven into a desperate way, resist is death, do not resist or die, simply pick up the knife and gun in his hand, no longer flee.

This kind of mind circulates in the hearts of the last gnolls.

The leader of the jackals was tired and resolute, and the blood-red wolf eyes erupted into an astonishing grudge, ready to be relieved and destined for his fate.

The final battle between Shou'an and the jackal is clear at this moment.

"Bang ————"

The stones rolled, and the corpses dissipated, not only taking away the jackals, but also taking away the grief of the jackals together.

Tiege, the halberd in the hands of the five armies, also met the head of the jackal.

One-sided slaughter, one-sided killing.

Under the majestic mountains, the mighty roar is carried out.

Chu Bai is also a hundred ways of sword, there is a lot of indecision, and he picks up ten thousand drops of autumn rain and stabs into the jackal's head.

There is a sword that roars for a long time, like the wind and clouds, and severing a hundred heads.

is also domineering, breaking through the body of a jackal, and leaving the internal organs.

This made Long Aotian and Kui Qingyun on the side look sideways again and again, and their brows were even more furrowed.

It's only been a few days!

Not to mention Chu Bai's cultivation for advancement, even this sword technique is also advancing rapidly!

It takes a few months to a few years for others to cultivate a sword intent, and they are already considered geniuses.

And this Chu Bai has never stopped, and there is no long sword in his hand!

Long Aotian and Kui Qingyun looked at each other, and saw the same look in each other's eyes.

Frightened!

The blood mist on Kui Qingyun's body couldn't help but become a little thicker, even more hideous.

Long Aotian's arrogance has decreased by a few points, and he is a little depressed, and he can't hide it between his eyebrows.

Only Liu Xian looked a little indifferent, and even had a trace of excitement in Sangoyu's eyes?

And when the soldiers saw a hundred swords, thousands of jackals fell to the ground, and the person who shot was the "village chief"!

is so powerful, it suddenly aroused the blood in the body, whether it was the tiger rider or the clouded leopard, I don't know who got up and shouted:

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Fight! Fight!"

"I will defend it with my blood!"

Fight the blood of a righteous man,

Straight to the clouds!

With the roar of the tiger and the roar of the demon wolf, they were surrounded by a sea of thousands of dead souls.

The blood all over the ground stained the whole earth red.

I don't know how long it was, when Chu Bai came out of the galaxy, he kicked the jackal corpse at his feet away, and then looked his eyes left and right.

The soldier on the tiger on the left has an arrow stuck in his right arm, but with his unskilled left hand, he desperately cuts down the jackal in front of him, and his face is hideous.

The sitting tiger beast took the opportunity to bite the jackal's lower body, and the giant claws had already smoothed out a layer.

The light armor cloud rider on the right had red eyes, roared loudly, and even bleeding from the corners of his mouth, trying to shoot arrows, and the large and small wounds all over his body kept bleeding bright red blood.

When Chu Bai looked up at the autumn raindrops falling in the sky, the sound of fighting, swords and guns in the battlefield gradually stopped, and slowly became quiet!