On the front line of the Thunder Snow Mountain, the orcs also suffered heavy losses, and were forced to retreat into the forest and above the snow-capped mountainside, trapped by 100,000 underworld and 300,000 underworld beasts.

Now, nearly 700,000 underworlds are storming the mountains of the Black North. The old and sick orcs retreated into the Yingtan Alliance through the forest, leaving more than 200,000 strong orcs to rely on the Black North Peak and dozens of higher mountains to stubbornly resist the underworld. However, the entire defense line of the Black North Mountains has been riddled with holes, and more than 400,000 underworld people and millions of underworld beasts have bypassed the Black North Peak and approached the defense line of Taurus.

In two months, 150,000 orcs were killed in the mountains of Heibei, including nearly 50,000 regular orc troops. In addition to the five thousand directly subordinate guards of the Qinglin tribe that are still in good condition, and the wounded have not been disrupted by several rotations, the entire First Legion has changed four times just by 1,000 people, not to mention the ordinary orc powerhouses and ordinary orcs!

And the elves also had more than 50,000 dead and wounded, but the hundreds of thousands reinforced by the sea tribe only lost less than 30,000 because there was no big war.

Of course, the orcs also made a huge price for the underworld with their own great sacrifices, and more than 300,000 underworlds and more than 600,000 underworld beasts were either dead or disabled, which greatly relieved the pressure on the defense line of Taurus City. If it weren't for the repeated increase of troops in the underworld, I'm afraid that the underworld in the entire northern frontier would have been unable to go south!

Now, the underworld has changed its strategy, and continues to contain the barbarian orcs of the Black North Mountains who are still resisting with more than 200,000 underworlds, and the rest of the brains rush to the Golden Bull City, preparing to break through the Golden Bull River and the Qinglin River from here, and wave their troops to Yingtan City.

At this time, sitting on the top of the Golden Bull City was the only shaman priest of the Qinghe Alliance, Richard. This old man, who became famous early, is now three hundred and seventy-two years old, and as a person with a shorter lifespan, he can be regarded as having a long life. This is not only because of his strength, but also because he has dedicated his life to the God of War and has been blessed by the God of War.

After being blessed at the age of seventy-five, his strength did not increase, but he did not grow old either, and he did not die until he was five hundred years old.

Now he is as calm as a middle-aged man, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes, as if facing a deep spring, which makes people can't help but be attracted. Next to his right cane, a short, strong man was combing his long beard with his hands. The sledgehammer, taller than him, leaned against the wall, and the shaking chains made occasional crashes.

The rhinoceros man Meng Yinzu walked up, "Everyone, just now another 100,000 underworld people have arrived at the foot of the 'Fengrong Mountain', and the battle is imminent! It seems that the underworld is planning to break through our Taurus defense line and approach the Qinglin! What do these guys think, do they really want to take root and sprout in the wilderness and bloom everywhere?"

Shaking his head, "Not necessarily." Luo Shuimeng guessed that they were forcing the strong people in our hidden space to make a move, so it would be difficult to send more strong people to fight on the reverse plane in the second half of the year! After all, if the positive plane is defeated, even if the opposite plane wins, the gains outweigh the losses!"

Meng Yinzu smiled, "I'm afraid we won't be able to last a few days! It depends on the heritage of the Qinglin tribe, according to legend, they have built an iron wall, and the underworld will definitely break their heads and bleed!"

The sturdy man raised his head suddenly, "Count on others, you can tell you! Our two guardian races in the north have come to you, do you want you to retreat without a fight? If you are born in this land, you are obliged to die here!"

Meng Yinzu frowned, this strong man is from the Cold Iron Dwarf Clan, and there is also a Fire Thunderstorm Clan under the city. Since the Thunder Snow Mountain was trapped, the Taurus defense line has suddenly gained many races. There are orcs that have never appeared, strange races that claim to be guardians of the eight directions, and hidden elves and monsters, and even a "fairy race" to protect the immortals of the wilderness and the descendants of various races who have lived for a long time.

These guys are not very numerous, only a few thousand people together, but their combat effectiveness is extremely fierce. For example, this cold iron dwarf is still a minor, but he already has a tenth-order combat power. Similarly, the Flame Thunderstorm Clan can only participate in the battle with children, and the others will soon use the Dallow Water Alliance, waiting for the second half of the year to enter the reverse plane to fight.

With these powerful supports, Meng Yinzu's confidence had to swell. And the spokesperson of the God of War in front of him has already announced the will of the God of War, to be like the Black North Peak, nailed to the spot, so that the Hades will continue to disperse their strength!

All the old and weak orcs in Taurus City and the surrounding areas have retreated to the Qinglin underground world, and the remaining fifty or sixty thousand orc warriors, plus the strong men supported by elves, demonic beasts, sea clans and the Southern Eight Alliances, the entire defense line of Taurus City is no less than 150,000 people. Compared with the nearly 400,000 underworld and a larger number of underworld beasts, Meng Yinzu was a little worried.

He is not a man with big ambitions, let alone a man who is willing to take risks. Hu Menglin led the rise of the Qinglin tribe, which has always made him very unhappy, but because of the suppression of shaman sacrifices, he has not raised any objections because of his weakness.

From this point of view, weakness is sometimes a good thing!

There will be a leader, there will be a kind of subordinate! The orc warriors of Taurus City are generally war-weary. If it weren't for the fact that the underworld and the underworld beasts ate when they saw people, I am afraid that they would have left the city and surrendered a long time ago!

Now, there are only 30,000 orcs in the southeast of Taurus City in the "Fengrong Mountain" in the southeast of Taurus City, and the rest are hiding in the city. Because this ancient city, which has been built for thousands of years, is already very strong, and it is by no means comparable to the newly formed "Fengrong Mountain".

And those 30,000 people were the only main battle in Golden Bull City, Jin Dali disdained Meng Yinzu's narrow-mindedness and timidity, and brought all his tribal men to the "Fengrong Mountain", showing his determination to die with the enemy.

To the northeast of Taurus is the "Valley of Fallen Leaves". The terrain here is dangerous, with ravines, streams and lakes, swamps and fog, and poisonous miasma in wetlands, and even the local orcs often get lost. Everyone was not worried that the Nethers and Beasts would bypass here, so they only sent more than 20,000 people from the Sea Clan to hide in the lakes and rivers to monitor the Nethermen.

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Autumn is in September, but the weather is not yet cold. The entire East China Sea is calm and tranquil. Except for the occasional few Nethers riding some Nether beasts or wooden rafts cruising along the coast, there is little anomaly in the entire East China Sea.

But the peace was disrupted on this morning!

As soon as the morning sun had turned the maple at the top of the peak red, a drizzle began to fall in the sky, and clouds appeared offshore. A pair of Cloud Dragons quietly rose into the air and began to patrol north.

They hadn't left the confines of the Hanging Island when a scream pierced the quiet morning.

The screaming sound came from the strong man of the Guanhai clan at the top of the island, and the sound was long and sharp, and it resounded from the top of the sea at once. And the cloud dragon who had just lifted off suddenly let out a long exclamation, and then instantly ripped off a crystal from his neck, "Alert!"

Only then did the foggy dragon wake up from its shock and crush the jade on his wrist.

At this time, the "Guardian Eight Clans" guarding the hanging island had already sensed the abnormality of heaven and earth, and they poured out of the stone house one after another. The powerhouses of the thirty-six clans of the "Upper Three Caves" rose into the air one after another, casting their eyes on the sea.

Groups of underworld clans began to appear, and behind the huge number of underworld powerhouses were a full three thousand demon, underworld, poison, and demon mages. Among them, there are two thousand in the underworld, five hundred in the demon race, and the rest are the powerhouses of the poison realm and the demon powerhouses of the abyss god realm.

These three thousand powerhouses had no time to care about anything else, and sat in the sky, forming the shape of a five-pointed star, and it seemed that they were preparing to perform some magic.

At the peak of the Hanging Island, Fusang Gumu sighed, "The catastrophe is coming, all the tribes of the Hanging Island, let's fight!" As he spoke, he turned into a blue-faced old man, floated down with his wife, and fought against the two underworld tribes who also came up. Although the four of them have not used the power of the tenth order, judging from the varied, delicate and flexible martial arts, magic, and abilities, the four of them have obviously reached the level of the God Monarch, but they dare not use stronger Yuan power due to the rules of heaven and earth!

The powerhouses of other races also participated in the battle, and for a while, except for the three thousand underworld magicians, the other underworld powerhouses all fought against the sea and barbarian races that rushed forward.

There are a lot of powerhouses in the entire Hanging Island, and the sea clans at the bottom of the sea have also increased their strength because they are at their doorstep, but even so, they have not broken through the interception of nearly 10,000 tenth-order underworld clans and stopped the three thousand underworld magicians from casting spells.

Soon, hundreds of elf powerhouses flew from the direction of the Qinglin tribe, and a large number of powerhouses appeared from the direction of Taurus City and Yusi Valley.

When Hu Menglin arrived with Yu Li Liuhua from Heibei Peak, the battle was in full swing, and less than a thousand Hades powerhouses were still watching. Hu Menglin secretly sent a message to Caiyunnan, asking him to collect all kinds of treasures and come to help in the war. In this case, the only way to influence those three thousand mages is to use ranged attacks. If there was an artifact in the wilderness now, I'm afraid these demons wouldn't dare to be so arrogant!

"Hu Menglin, even if these three thousand mages wield their tenth-order strength, I'm afraid this magic will also show miracles, I'm afraid this magic is aimed at this hanging island!

Hu Menglin agreed, shouted dozens of strong people, and he was not slow at all, he had already knocked over two or three intercepted guys, and rushed into the crowd of the underworld. The same was true of the hundreds of savage and powerful warriors, repeatedly rushing towards the mages who were sitting in the air, trying to destroy the magic circle they were building.

The multicolored rays of light visible to the naked eye have already begun to flicker in the air, if they are not blocked, once this magic circle that does not know the purpose of the circle operates independently, it will be difficult to destroy it! Yu Li Liuhua gently pressed one hand against the light, and the pitch-black magic power instantly surged in, "Hu Menglin, quickly bounce me away!"

Hu Menglin's long stick flew and smashed on the colored line formed by the energy, and a huge force poured in, instantly sucking away the Aoki Yuan Force on his body, making it not easy for him to break free. Hu Menglin drank violently, forcibly tore his hands away from the stick, and then pulled out a spear from the jade belt around his waist, and flicked it away, bouncing Yu Li Liuhua away.

The spear moved again, pumping his stick into the air, and then his hands left instantly, letting the spear stick to the energy color line.