The army continued to penetrate deep into the battlefield, during which there were more than a dozen battles, large and small. It wasn't until the fifth day that the army finally encountered an emperor-level war corpse.

It was the only one, but the fighting spirit it carried on it was like an army, like a mountain pressing down from above their heads.

Tang Mo's face was solemn, he felt under great pressure while breathing, and his legs were bent and he almost knelt down.

Fortunately, the emperor-level martial artist stepped forward to block that battle intent and quickly lured the emperor-level war corpse away.

If you fight here, it's too easy to spread to your own people.

Tang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't kneel, otherwise it would be too embarrassing. As a result, when I looked up, most of the younger generation knelt down, including Fang Chonghui and Geng Lei.

The two of them were not far away, gritting their teeth and trying to stand up.

Tang Mo glanced at it twice and persuaded, "Don't be reckless, sit down and rest for a while." As she spoke, she also pulled Fu Yunxiu to sit down.

Fang Chonghui and Geng Lei smiled bitterly when they saw this and gave up struggling.

The Lin brothers and Hua Zhiyu were in their respective corpse hunting teams, and they were not with them.

At this time, he was also taking care of the warriors in the team.

Tang Mo shifted his gaze to look at the emperor-level battle in the distance, and asked, "Why is there only one alone this time?" Every time it appeared before, it was a group of people, ranging from a few hundred to a few thousand, and this was the first time that a single one appeared.

Geng Lei said, "I really know this." He smirked, "I've heard my grandfather say that the Emperor-level war corpses will hunt their own kind in order to fuse more battle intent and prepare for breaking through the holy level. Therefore, the other war corpses instinctively ran away when they saw it, and those who couldn't escape were also killed, so naturally it was the only one left."

Tang Mo nodded in surprise, it turned out to be this reason.

At this moment, there was a "boom" sound in the distance, and it sounded like the battle was really fierce.

Tang Mo was a little itchy, it would be nice if he could watch the battle up close, but unfortunately they really couldn't afford the emperor-level battle intent.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful emperor-level battle intent approached in the distance.

The royal warrior who led the team snorted coldly, and took the initiative to meet it without waiting for it to get closer.

"What's going on? Why is there another emperor?"

"These two emperors are so close to each other, can they still be safe?"

"Maybe it's been a lot of fights, but they can't help each other."

Everyone was talking, and several kings also gathered together to frown and discuss.

Seeing this, Tang Mo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, it couldn't be some conspiracy, right? But after thinking about it, the war corpse doesn't seem to have this kind of intelligence, probably because she was too worried.

Unconsciously, the battlefields of the two emperors were getting farther and farther away from them, and only the last emperor-level in the army was in charge.

Tang Mo's heart became more and more uneasy, and he muttered, "This emperor won't be led away."

As soon as the words fell, a royal battle intent appeared again, and the emperor-level martial artist went to meet him.

Seeing this, Tang Mo's right eyelid jumped wildly, and he subconsciously grabbed Fu Yunxiu, "I always feel that something not very good will happen."

Fu Yunxiu held her with his backhand and said, "With so many strong people gathered together, even if you are defeated, you can break through, don't worry."

Tang Mo pursed her lips and subconsciously raised her hand to press her eyelids.

After a while, Tang Mo's premonition came true.

There were countless war corpses silently surrounding them from all directions, and they were all these ugly things at a glance, and by the time the warriors found out, they had already been surrounded.

Those kings were also surprised, but the matter had come to this, and it was more important to get out of here safely than to worry about how they came out.

"How can there be so many war corpses?"

"There won't be other war corpses near the emperor-level war corpses that were promised?!"

"Damn it! I didn't notice any movement!"

"It's a death now, and the hope of leaving alive is too small."

Until now, no one has linked the appearance of these war corpses with those three emperor-level war corpses.

The big battle started in an instant, there was no temptation or hesitation, and everyone showed their full strength at the first time.

Tang Mo released the battle armor giant, and while controlling the giant to attack the ordinary war corpse, he exerted all his strength, and hunted the general and the half-king level war corpse with the phaseless in his hand.

Fu Yunxiu kept the domain within a range of 100 meters, and while ensuring the maximum attack power, one thunderball after another condensed out, and the Heavenly Maiden fell into the group of war corpses like scattered flowers, and it exploded into a large area.

Hua Zhiyu and Lin Cheng, whose strength was at the peak of the ninth order, also opened their realms.

The former froze the world, and the war corpses were already stiff, and after being frozen, they would shatter at the slightest touch.

The latter's sword aura is rampant, but any war corpse that enters the realm will be dismembered in an instant.

Although Lin Nuo is not as powerful as others, he has no problem protecting himself at all.

There are also many young masters in the three major fortresses, although they don't know their names, but they all have superb means and super combat power.

For a while, the scene was stabilized, and there was no phenomenon of collapse at the touch of a button.

Several king-level people breathed a sigh of relief, and someone said in a loud voice: "Hold on, when the emperor-level powerhouse returns, no amount of low-level war corpses will be enough to kill."

When everyone heard this, their confidence doubled, and their fighting spirit surged.

But Tang Mo is not so optimistic, if you listen carefully, you can find that the battle between the emperors is getting farther and farther away from here, and he can't even hear the sound anymore, and he doesn't know how the battle is going.

Listening to the meaning of the king level seems to be victorious, but the battle of life and death, especially the battle of life and death with a small difference in strength, until the last moment, no one can say what the victory will be.

It didn't take long for Tang Mo to feel no shock at all when a group of kings suddenly appeared around him, he just wanted to sigh.

I don't know when she started, she always has a premonition about bad things, and she hasn't made a mistake so far, but she doesn't have much confidence in saying it, after all, the premonition is too mysterious.

Or, this is the way fate is, and nothing can change it if you don't say it.

Dozens of king-level war corpses suddenly joined the battlefield, and the pressure on the human warriors' side increased sharply, and this time they only came out of twenty king-level corpse hunting, originally thought that it was enough, but compared with the war corpses, it was not enough at all, one against two was not enough.

The situation began to show a one-sided slaughter trend, and those king-level war corpses could kill ordinary martial artists as soon as they walked by.

But their purpose is not ordinary martial artists, but the younger generation with half-king-level strength.

Seeing this, Tang Mo couldn't help but scold, do these war corpses really have no IQ and only instinct? It's a slippery tactic.

First, the emperor-level war corpse was transferred to the tiger and left the mountain, and then the army won by numbers, and finally a group of king-level geniuses who did not grow up appeared.

Tang Mo had to suspect that the purpose of the war corpse was to make the fortress lose its top combat power and fall into a situation of lack of success. A large number of geniuses have died, how long will it take for ordinary martial artists to make up for their combat power?

How long will it take? What will be the scale of the war corpses?

As long as he thought about it, Tang Mo shuddered.

She could basically be sure that there must be a psychic presence among the war corpses.

I went to the hospital today, and I don't have time to write a chapter.

I still owe a chapter.

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