"Wang, this tribe also belongs to the Mangshan tribe, they obey the orders of the Mangshan tribe, recuperate in the tribe, and are ready to attack the human race at any time."

Qi Mang came to Li Chang'an's side and said,

"The sentry that was just sent over, in the name of the Jumang tribe, went in and asked."

"King Mangshan has rushed to the front line, and they should soon be conscripted to fight on the front line."

"We, king...... What's next? ”

Li Changan smiled disdainfully, "War against the Terrans? What is this kind of tribe going to the front line, isn't it a dead end? ”

"Give them one last chance."

"Otherwise, send them directly to be cremated."

Qi Mang sent a new spy to negotiate with the tribe.

However, this time I waited for half an hour, and I didn't see the spies come back.

Li Changan also knew what the other party's choice was.

He raised his big hand in the air, "Attack!" ”

"All that is gained belongs to the soldiers."

As his hand fell.

For a while, the tsunami-like shouts of killing resounded in the sky.

The earth rumbled and trembled, as if there had been a great earthquake.

The huge movement of the landslide and the ground cracked as if it was about to rush the tribe in front of it directly into ruins.

One by one, the witches rushed out of the mountains and forests, and the witches also rushed to the medium-sized tribe.

Li Changan sat on the body of the black-armored tyrannosaurus, looked at the charging army that separated from him, and then quickly closed together, and nodded with satisfaction.

Qi Mang didn't make a move, and the middle tribe didn't need him to do it yet.

He stood quietly beside the black-armored tyrannosaurus, looking at the battle that had already been handed over in front of him, "King, next, are we going to continue south?" ”

Li Changan didn't take his eyes off the tribe and replied, "The north is close to the battlefield of the Terran race, and the chance of being drawn into the war between the two races is too great. ”

"With such strength as you and me, we can only show off our might in the rear, and we really want to go to the battlefield of the two clans."

"To survive the first charge is already a stroke of luck."

"The Terrans are physically weak, but their grammar is too difficult."

"The battlefield of the two clans is not as easy to get results as imagined."

It was rare that the Netherworld King had explained a few words, and Qi Mang bowed his head in flattery.

Although the Nether King is not yet a Witch King, since he saw it more than ten days ago, he can almost slaughter a large tribe.

Qi Mang even, even if the Nether King is not a Witch King now, as long as he does not die halfway, he will definitely be a Witch King in the future.

And it must be the strongest of the witch kings.

Shouting now is no different from shouting later.

The fighting of the tribes soon entered a white heat.

The fire engulfed the tribe, and standing in the mountains and forests, you could feel the scorching power coming from the tribe.

Li Changan waited patiently, war was the best cultivation resource for him.

It is too inefficient to kill by yourself.

What is it like waging war?

An hour of tribal war can be worth fighting for half a day.

Even if you kill so many chickens, your hands will be sore.

What's more, the Wu Clan is still a race with strong resistance power.

Over time, the battle lines have advanced from outside the tribe to within the tribe.

Although the tribe is a medium-sized tribe, the core combat force has a full 10,000 adult witches.

But in the face of a full army of 200,000 torches, it is completely like a small wave in a big river.

The gap between the two sides is too great to form an effective resistance.

Half an hour later, the war ended.

The army of more than 100,000 of the Netherworld tribe was like a flood bursting its banks, quickly crushing the medium-sized tribe opposite.

On all sides are the wreckage of the ruins after the battle.

The powerful witch carried the looted materials, and the remaining witches, under the command of Qi Mang, carried the corpses after the war.

The firelight enveloped the entire tribe.

Li Changan stood in front of the fire, opened his mouth and swallowed tens of thousands of drops of Wu Clan's essence blood into his stomach.

On the Glowing Ancient Star,

The Nether Emperor looked at the increasing number of remnant souls in front of him, and couldn't help laughing.

Starting from the reverse horn above his head, a dark red aura of calamity emerged, and it quickly flowed downward, soon enveloping the Nether Emperor completely.

A breath that was completely different from the Fa emanated from the Netherworld Emperor's body.

In addition to being more divine, the Netherworld Emperor seemed to have become a little more ethereal, but the connection with the Glowing Ancient Star was getting closer and closer.

extrasolar star,

Da Ri Rulai casually ignited the newly appeared remnant soul, and then continued to focus on the demon god not far away.

The aura on this demon god is very strange.

It's obviously extremely strong, but it doesn't seem to be able to see the rules, and there is almost no application of the rules.

It is completely by relying on the worship power of the remnant souls around him, and his own strong strength, that he can get so close to the Sun Star.

Jin Kingdom Capital,

The Holy Land of the White Deer Academy,

The Cangsheng Society Jiding in the hands of Taishang Hongchen, the incense of red dust burning in the world, and the smoke from the burning, are becoming more and more ethereal like a fairy.

The five elements of mica beside him have turned into a jade cocoon, absorbing the smoke of the red dust incense in the world, exuding a faint vitality.

Taishang Hongchen seemed to have grasped something, and the purple-leaf banana robe on his body was windless and automatic, and a touch of jade-like aura that had never appeared before was grabbed by him and pressed on top of the robe.

Taishang Hongchen suddenly had a sense of harmony with his surroundings, and he was no longer out of place.

In an instant, a vast and boundless world slowly opened its door to Him.

……

Li Chang'an commanded the Netherworld army and marched south again, leaving behind only the ruins of the remains of the tribe.

War is undoubtedly the fastest way to consume the enemy.

He sat on the body of the black-armored tyrannosaurus, refining his newfound essence blood.

Now, the power of qi and blood in Li Changan's body is like the Yangtze River, with rolling waves.

You can even hear the sound of qi and blood flowing from his body.

The majestic and rich vitality has been continuously refined into every trace of flesh and blood by Li Changan.

Strength is increasing all the time.

The early stage of the second turn of the golden body, the middle stage...... It didn't stop until the later stages.

In a short period of time, his cultivation skyrocketed wildly.

Li Changan clenched his fists, feeling the violent power in his body, and whispered to himself, "I need more war ......"

He was behind the Nether army, erasing all traces of its advance.

Glancing behind him, it was the direction of the battle line between the Wu and the Terrans.

I hope that this series of killings and conquests can relieve the pressure on the front line a little.

……

Time passes,

The Wuwu King of the front line, that is, the Mangshan King of the Mangshan tribe, got the news from the whistle and was furious.

"What do you say? The Jumang Tribe has been reduced to ruins!? ”

The spies trembled, for fear that King Mangshan would be angry and shoot himself to death.

"Yes, yes...... King, the Jumang tribe has become a ruin, like ...... It's like being killed. ”

The spy kept burying his head down, trying his best to hide himself, for fear of being angered,

"There was blood all over the ground, and there was also blood on the walls, and someone should have broken into the tribe and killed them."

"But not a single body was found."

In the tent, the breath of King Mangshan was like an abyss, like a volcano about to erupt, and the terrifying momentum could not be triggered, which made the spies want to break their hearts.

The cold light in the eyes of King Mangshan was like a tide, "Have you checked the surrounding mountains and forests?" ”

"How could the more than 200,000 people of the Jumang tribe be slaughtered?"

The spy hurriedly said, "My subordinates searched around a radius of three hundred miles, but they didn't find any trace. ”

"In the mountains and forests, there is no trace of wanton destruction."

King Mangshan sneered, and the tyrannical killing intent on his body became stronger and stronger, "Very good, it's like disappearing out of thin air." ”

"It seems that which witch king is willing to fall and wants to become a despicable rebel!"

"He has refined the witches of the entire tribe into essence blood!"

"Go ahead and go to the next tribe, and report back as soon as you have news."

When the spy heard this, he immediately stepped back cautiously, and it was not until he was far away from the tent that he was relieved and did not feel covered in a cold sweat.

Just now, he had already closed the ghost gate several times, for fear of being shot to death.

In front of the Witch King, their lives are just mustard and worthless.

When the witch king is angry and angry, life and death depend on the other party's preferences, and he can't help himself at all.

……

White Deer Academy,

The students who were waiting for the Wu Clan's attack were surprised to find that under normal circumstances, the Wu Clan's attack should have begun.

But today, the attack of the Wu clan has not appeared for a long time.

Tiannan Mountain on the opposite side is quiet and a little weird.