After the others had withdrawn, Qing Yu stayed behind on the Pichai Ridge, where he summoned the Phantom and the Golden-Eyed War Ape, as well as many other magical beasts. There are thousands of these summoned magical beasts, mainly ironclad rhinos with rough skin and thick flesh.

The black-pressed natives are approaching from three sides to the Pichai Ridge. Mainly the multi-armed clan, the stone clan, and the wood clan, they actually formed a union, which was unimaginable before.

Qing Yu has reason to infer that there was definitely not only one purple-clothed marquis who came here at the beginning, but I am afraid that there were also others. Perhaps it was under the command of this man that the natives dared to unite.

These natives, like humans, have a strong ability to reproduce, and their reproduction does not need to have a gradual process like the human race. These natives are nothing more than humanoid soldiers who have been created, and even if they die, it is estimated that the foreign races will not have heartache.

Qing Yu stood at the highest point of the Pichai Ridge, his eyes glanced coldly, he saw many people with feathers on their heads from the black oppressive natives, there were one, two, three, and even saw a natives with four feathers on their heads.

With a pang in his heart, he took out his Dujiao bow, and when the native with four feathers in his head came into range, he pulled a full moon, and a sharp arrow went off the string.

In an instant, he was in front of the native, this powerful native, a stone tribesman, grabbed his thick hand, and actually held the sharp arrow that was shot at high speed in his hand, and with a slight force, the arrow was broken by him. He raised his head and looked at the green feathers on the mountain ridge, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the scepter in his hand waved and whined. When all the natives heard this whistle, they were like chicken blood, and they frantically surrounded the Splitwood Peak.

Qing Yu expected that this Siling native would be very strong, but he could easily catch the arrow, which was still much beyond his expectations. He was still holding the Dujiao bow, and the arrows kept shooting, but none of them shot at the four feathered natives, but at the powerful natives who were mixed with the ordinary natives with feathers in their heads.

With one arrow, he shot more than a dozen people in a row, and the natives who charged the fastest had reached his approach.

Qing Yu put away his bow and arrows, and the magic that had been brewing for a long time exploded in full force, all of which were large-scale magic, with his body as the center, and within two hundred yards in front of him, it spread out in a fan-shape, and this side area was under a strong magical attack. There was fire, there was thunder, there was ice, there was hurricanes, there were meteorites.

After just a few dozen breaths, the area became a vacuum, and about a thousand natives were wiped out by him. The data of more than 1,000 people seems to be a lot, but in terms of the number of black-pressed natives, it is just a drop in the bucket.

The four natives didn't care, and kept whistling, urging the other natives to speed up their attacks.

The previous wave of magic was brewed by him a long time ago, and it was just detonated at one time. The natives attacked again, and he couldn't do so much magic at once. He whistled as well, and the beasts he summoned moved.

The whole mountain trembled, and a torrent of iron rushed from behind the mountain to the top of the mountain, and then down from the top of the mountain, into the sea of indigenous people. Qing Yu, who had been standing on the top of the mountain, disappeared when this torrent of steel rushed by.

The summoned ironclad rhinos are all fourth-order or higher magical beasts, mainly fifth-order, and occasionally mixed with sixth-order. This torrent of steel was like an icebreaker, trampling a bloody path from the black-pressed natives, and all the natives who stood in front of the torrent of steel were trampled into the flesh by the ironclad rhinoceros.

Qing Yu attached himself to the side of an iron armor, and used it as a command post, controlling these iron armor rhinos to rush towards the four feathered natives.

The four feathered natives were also looking for Qing Yu, and when he saw the steel torrent rushing towards him, he had already guessed that Qing Yu might be mixed in, so he also commanded the natives to meet the iron armor rhinoceros. The natives, mainly the First and Second Ling, quickly gathered in front of him and began to meet the ironclad rhinoceros.

These natives were not afraid of death, and did not retreat, but picked up all kinds of weapons and fought with the ironclad rhinoceros.

Qing Yu doesn't care too much about the life or death of the ironclad rhino, the charm and the golden war ape are also in this steel torrent, the charm is uncertain, and every time she dedicates herself, she can take away the life of an aborigine.

Jin Qing War Ape is much more direct, holding a big stick, sweeping and smashing wildly, the momentum is unstoppable, but the number of natives killed is still not as good as that of the ghost.

The outstanding performance of the charm Xiao attracted the attention of the natives of the four feathers, and he thought that it was Qing Yu, and this was exactly what Qing Yu had planned.

When the four feathered natives approached the charm and made a move, Qing Yu also made a move. As soon as you make a move, you can use the Tianya knife technique, and the three styles come out together, without reservation.

I saw that the sword light was like a dream, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped by several degrees.

He subconsciously stroked his neck, and then found that his head had rolled to the ground, and he was dying.

Qing Yu successfully killed this native, and after only one glance at the confirmation, the magic surged, and the origin of fire left the sea of knowledge and jumped on his palm. With the wave of his hand, one after another fire dragons came out, with his body as the axis, and within two hundred yards there was a sea of fire.

Both the Phantom and the Golden-Eyed War Ape were sent back to the summoning space by him, and the still alive Iron Armored Rhino was also sent back by him, and he summoned a group of bloodthirsty demon bats again.

These bloodthirsty bats, the size of kittens, screeched out of the Summoning Gate and pounced on the natives with excitement. Four or five, six or seven demon bats attacked a native, but in the blink of an eye, the native's body turned into a medullary skeleton.

The dense bloodthirsty demon bats will dare to eat the black oppressive natives. Even if they were cannon fodder in the war, they all had fear in their hearts at this time, and without the command of the Siling natives, they finally became chaotic.

Qing Yu glanced at it lightly, then ignored it, turned into a black shadow and left the Pichai Peak, heading towards the core area of the Yunling Mountain Range. As for the bloodthirsty demon bat and those natives, he didn't care who won or lost, who died or lived.

The natives are cannon fodder, and the demon bats he summoned are also cannon fodder.