Thunder is one of the most domineering energies in heaven and earth, and the coercion that is full of it is naturally self-evident, it is destruction. Relatively speaking, both humans and beasts have a natural fear of thunder, and this fear of Warcraft is especially strong.

Now, there is still the power of fire in this thunder, thunder and fire, and the power of heaven is even more unpredictable.

However, at this time, Mo Wuxian is the one who has mastered this Tianwei, although Tianwei is still very few now, but for Warcraft, it is a nemesis.

The sword qi appeared, covering all the demonic beasts outside White Rock City.

The bloodthirsty madness of the demonic beasts suddenly stopped, and they all fell to their stomachs, trembling. Explain their fears.

Mo Wuxian glanced down indifferently and drank lightly: "Residual dream!"

His words rule life and death.

The endless sword qi fell to the ground in an instant, and the ground suddenly rumbled continuously, thunder and fire blended, electric patterns flickered, and the flames appeared, and the whole scene of annihilation.

The dense swarm of demonic beasts is like ants, shattered under the remnants of dreams, and everything will return to its place and be dead.

The remnant dream has passed, the ground is full of holes, potholes, and demonic beasts lie in different postures, some are dismembered, some are penetrated, some are crushed, and some have become charcoal ashes......

Although the remnant dream has passed, there are still electric patterns flickering on the ground, making a sizzling sound, and the fire is still burning. A scorching smell filled the air.

One move to extinguish the silence, and the remaining 50,000 demonic beasts were buried in the remnant dream, which made people move and sigh.

The war of ordinary people is a confrontation between tactics and troops, and the war between the strong is only a duel between the top and the strong. At this time, there is no strong man in Warcraft, so it can only be a lamb in the slaughter of the strong.

A strong man can often decide the victory of a war, and a super strong man will be a nightmare for everything, at this time, it is the best illustration.

Mo Wuxian was already a martial god cultivator, and releasing this kind of energy would not consume much for him.

And at this time, he really felt that his father could destroy most of a city with a single trick of residual dreams, which was still reserved, otherwise, a medium-sized city should be completely annihilated.

At this stage of cultivation, he only had a kind of enlightenment at this time, the Martial God, such a terrifying existence.

He sighed, but he didn't know that his martial god was very different from other martial gods. At the beginning, Mo Xie released the remnant dream to destroy half of the city, but it was overdrafted. In other words, the ordinary Martial God, in front of him, is just the fate of being killed in seconds. All of this is because the quality of his Xuan Qi is above that of people at this stage, and he has also obtained the power of fire and thunder, all of which is destined to make him more like a fish in water.

Everyone looked at him dumbfounded, and they were all shocked.

Mo Yan is a martial emperor cultivator, and he reacted the fastest, and exclaimed: "Fifth brother, I think, you have surpassed your father's achievements!"

Mo Wuxian smiled and said: "What the eldest brother said, my father is the supreme in our hearts!"

When Mo Yan heard this, he suddenly laughed and said, "You have really grown up, I am very pleased!"

At this time, the second wave of demonic beasts in the distance had arrived ten miles away, and the black pressure was like a black storm.

With the appearance of this wave of demonic beasts, the sky has changed, and it looks dim and vague, which makes people uneasy!

The soldiers were awakened by the rumbling sound of the monster and looked into the distance again, all showing contempt.

Mo Wuxian glanced at everyone, and finally stared at Mo Yan, and said, "Big brother, time waits for no one, I'll go to the Warcraft Forest now, you hurry up and tell Daddy what a terrifying enemy he will face!"

With that, he turned and flew away.

Mo Yan's heart was complicated, full of worries, and Lingguo gave him a lot of pressure.

Mo Wuxian was alone in the sky above the Demonic Beast Tide, but in front of this black sea Lang, he looked monotonous and helpless.

Who is helpless? Mo Wuxie's contemptuous smile is not difficult to see that this group of demonic beasts is destined to have a tragedy.

There are 50,000 of these Demonic Beasts in this wave, and their strength is significantly stronger than that of the first wave, and all of them have the strength of third-level Demonic Beasts.

These demonic beasts came to a halt with a bang, neatly and orderly. It is not difficult to see that this batch of Warcraft seems to be the elite army of Warcraft.

The demonic beast stared at him with huge eyes, and the cold light made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Servants, attack!"

As soon as his words fell, Numbers 3 through 6 appeared on the ground.

No. 4 is the cultivation of the Martial Emperor, and this No. 3 is the cultivation of the Martial God, according to the No. 3 himself, he is the realm of the Tribulation and has strong strength.

On his orders, four servants rushed into the beast with magic swords in hand, and an alternative massacre officially began.

The magic sword in the servant's hand was child's play, the black scythe fluttered and flew in their hands, and in an instant, the black gas filled the world, and the corpse of the demonic beast flew like tofu, rumbling endlessly......

I saw that the ground was divided into five lineups at this time, that is, the demonic beasts separated the servants and besieged them, and there was an endless black tide in the distance, which was watching.

As soon as the black scythe in the hands of the servants came out, it was swung in a circle, and in an instant, the monster was harvested infinitely like tofu. Especially the scythe of No. 3, which is 100 meters long, how many demonic beasts will die in a circle?

In just an instant, the four servants pushed the battlefield forward, inserted into the hinterland of the demonic beast, and went on a killing spree.

Mo Wuxian retracted his gaze on the ground, with these four servants, he could completely defeat this wave of demonic beasts, because they not only had powerful swordsmanship, but also terrifying immortal bodies.

Maybe other martial gods will be afraid of such beast tide tactics, and they may also kill the hands numb, but the servants will not, because they don't know how to be tired, and they won't be tired, as long as they don't die, they can fight, all of which makes them the real god of death.

At this moment, there was a black oppressive piece in the distance, and you don't need to look at it to know that this group is a flying beast, there are flying eagles, there are flying cranes, densely packed, no less than 20,000.

Mo Wuxian smiled bitterly, it seems that the attack of the Demon Beast this time is bound to take White Rock City.

If it hadn't come in time, White Rock City would have been able to withstand the first wave of attacks, but this second wave and this third wave would be difficult to resist.

It's not early, it's about the coincidence.

He smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and a hundred-meter sword qi was generated out of thin air, and he grabbed the sword body like that, and rushed towards the flying beast, and from a distance, he swung a sword.

Suddenly, there were hundreds of flying beasts in different places, and the blood of the beasts suddenly drifted into the sky and fell to the ground.

The blood of the beast seems to be able to provoke the fury of the flying beast, no, smelling the blood of its companions, the flying beast is irritable, chirping and screaming, and then they all swoop over.

If these demonic beasts were the demon wolf tide in the realm of the Phantom Heavenly Spirit, they might make him a little more fearful, but at this time, they were just ordinary third-level demonic beasts.

The Xuan Qi shield was opened, and the sword qi in his hand rushed away, constantly waving, and after each swing, a large number of flying beasts fell to the ground, and in an instant, there was a beast rain in the sky!