"Where's the intruder?"

Many of Dark Rog noticed movement in the distance, and they all followed the wilderness line to look at the intruder's location. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

They don't know that it's normal for Dark Tucker to investigate Taymour Heights repeatedly, first of all, Dark Tucker is very cautious when he investigates, and he doesn't give Dark Rog a chance to find out, and secondly, Dark Rog and other monsters are not in harmony, and there are some differences in language, so there is no way to learn about the recent situation of Tamo Heights from monsters like Little Devils.

However, this does not prevent them from responding quickly.

At the edge of the wilderness, there were three dark pikemen and dark sneakers numbering about fifty, who seized the three directions in which Tang Ze's dark gold monster team might advance, and set up a suitable formation, using the cover of rocks and terrain to show their weapons, waiting for the opportunity to move.

All of this was seen by Tang Ze's "Spirit of Perception", and as soon as he raised his head slightly, Dark Tucker understood.

"Bloodline."

Dark Tucker let out a low sigh, and a faint red light came out of his body, although he did not use the inner bone armor, but his attributes also increased a lot, releasing a terrifying aura.

It led more than a dozen fast-moving, with a level of around Lv27 and an average attribute of more than 400 Dark Gold Fallen Rog, directly facing the nearest direction.

"Let DarkTucker get out of the way, you're in charge of commanding the rest of the Fallen Rog, and you can't slow down."

Tang Ze looked at the countess beside him, who respectfully accepted the order.

He brought almost all the elite teams with him this time, and in order to deal with all possible situations, Tang Ze would let the powerful Dark Tucker take the lead, quickly removing some powerful obstacles and increasing the speed of the team's advancement. Then the command of the team was handed over to the countess, so that the ordinary situation could be dealt with for the most part.

As the strongest, Tang Ze only needs to keep up with the team, wait for Dark Rog's big move to appear, and then carry out a powerful suppression.

This is the general idea, and there is no need to elaborate on more details.

"As for the few powerful Dark Rog guarding the gate of the monastery, most of them will not be stronger than me now, the Demon Wand Court is enough to deal with... Even if there is an accident, it can be solved by using the Demon True Body."

Tang Ze groaned for a while, looking very calm.

He already has a general understanding of the monsters in the Taymo Heights, their ranks, attributes, and the previously mentioned "shackles". To put it simply, the strength of the monsters before the gate of the monastery was within Tang Ze's tolerance, and the possibility of accidents being suppressed was extremely low, which he had repeatedly confirmed.

Now is the time to validate your ideas.

Thinking so, he looked into the distance, and the Fallen Rog team led by DarkTucker was already in battle with the dozens of dark sneak attackers at the front.

In addition, he also used his afterglow to see that the other two nearly 100 Dark Rogers who were guarding the other two directions were quickly approaching, and they determined that Tang Ze recognized this path to advance, so they immediately changed their course.

Very good action, execution, and combat effectiveness.

Tang Ze squinted his eyes, the dark gold Luo Ge under his command and the dark Luo fought on a par with the dark Luo fight, and even a little weak. The first is that the number of dark gold teams is significantly less than that of the other party, and the second is that Dark Roger seems to have awakened some of the skills before his death, and his combat ability is faintly suppressing the dark gold Fallen Rogge.

Even so, the ranks of more than fifty Dark Lancers and Dark Sneakers could not stop the rapid collapse of the trend, screaming and howling incessantly.

Boom!

The hideous and terrifying black shadow opened its hooves, and the red light flickered and fell, and DarkTucker directly repelled the first few dark pikemen with his natural body advantage, and the spears in their hands stabbed at DarkTucker's sharp and hard, red-light-blessed armor, splashing only a little spark.

With a low roar, Dark Tucker's red eyes reflected the countless Dark Rog holding weapons, and it smiled hideously, baring its fangs.

Sarcoma-like muscles squirmed in his arms, the power of his veins burned like flames, and his arms swelled slightly, and a slight shake could set off a violent wind.

What's even more terrifying is that the speed of the seemingly bulky huge arms has not slowed down at all.

The black mist rolled violently, and the giant palm swept over, pinching the body of several spears tightly, and the nine dark pikemen were lifted by the huge force, and the guns were smashed into the team behind, the dull impact sound continued, the weapons broke and fell, and more than twenty dark rogers were easily swept out, spitting blood.

A few spears in DarkTucker's hand were also hung by a few Dark Rog who was desperately struggling to jump on its back and attack with a knife.

Without hesitation, Dark Tucker's other giant palm instantly grasped these Dark Rogers, and his movements were swift and precise, and he couldn't dodge them at all.

In an instant, the relatively fragile Dark Rog was pinched and exploded, crackling and blood spilling from its fingers, and it then threw the paste into its mouth and chewed it indiscriminately.

Blood foam and debris flowed from DarkTucker's mouth, and its eyes widened with a cold glow like a sharp blade.

This cruel and terrifying sight would shake even the strong-willed professional, but Dark Rog, as a monster, seemed to care.

They were just afraid of DarkTucker's terrifying prowess.

Feeling the terrifying aura, the surrounding dark Rog retreated cautiously, and the few dark female archers immediately bent their bows and shot arrows, the cold light flew towards Dark Tucker's eyes, and several lightning-like arrows were easily dodged, and the other arrows grazed the armor and splashed a little spark.

"Die!!"

DarkTucker roared, like a howl of a charge, and sprinted forward in a bullish manner that shook the ground, two long, curved horns above his head easily smashing the spears in the hands of the two Dark Lancers, piercing through their bodies and hanging on them.

Boom, boom, boom.

The Dark Rogers resisted desperately, fearlessly facing DarkTucker's frantic charge, the blades in their hands barely splitting through the armor, and then being trampled by the giant hooves, or pierced by sharp horns, or simply smashed by the giant palms.

The armor on the hideous black shadow's body was covered with blood, the red eyes were blooming, and more than a dozen corpses were strung with sharp horns, roaring loudly, sprinting repeatedly, trampling out a hideous, bloody road full of pits.

Crush, crush, crush.

The other nearly 100 Dark Rog had just arrived, and they were already greeted by a trampled and murderous Dark Tucker, and a devastated ground strewn with the corpses of their companions.

It can't hurt such a monster at all, it's not on the same level at all.

Because of DarkTucker's existence, the slight advantage occupied by the Dark Rogs is gone, and they are in trouble for a while.

"It's dangerous!" "The enemy is strong!" "Don't fight hard!"

In a blood-drenched clearing, Dark Tucker slowly approached, and the dark Roger in front of him kept communicating, retreating again and again.