The formidable existence in the white mist ran out of the rainforest behind him, and an elf was covered in blood and injured. But after hearing the sound of the horn, as if adrenaline, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, a blood-stained murderous aura, the longbow in his hand was held steadily, facing the countless orcs on the valley, without the slightest fear, at this time life and death had been put aside by him, the whole body and mind had been ignited, immersed in the emotions of battle, even if the soul returned to heaven in the next moment, there was no fear.

The sound of the horn was fierce and generous, and the fierce presence in the white mist kept running out of the rainforest behind him, whether it was an elven archer or a night elf, or an elven warrior. Whether it is the exquisite armor on the body intact, or it has been tattered, whether it is seriously wounded, or only hanging with the blood of orcs, whether it is a real warrior, or a weak elven child who is responsible for logistics and supply, or even countless wounded soldiers, they all have a generous expression on their faces.

At this time, even if the powerful existence in the white mist waved their hand and sent them to the opposite valley like sending them to death, these elven warriors did not hesitate.

At this time, Bu Li realized that what Boss Hu Wu used was just a way to use this kind of horn, and the level of the use of power was much worse than that of the powerful existence in the white mist. What kind of ability is it to blow the horn in such a vast battlefield, gather the remnants of the defeated generals, revive their morale, and strike the morale of the enemy?

The sound of the horn of the powerful being in the white mist continued, seemingly endless in one breath, with no end in sight.

There was some commotion in the orc-dense valley. From a distance, a tall one is three feet away. The orcs, who were almost twice as tall as the others, came from the other side of the mountain. From a distance, his expression could not be seen clearly, but he could only see that the armor on his body seemed to be made of steel. It's so conspicuous in a group of orcs who want to eat.

The tall orc was visibly brutal, and the orc soldiers in front of him spread out like a tidal wave. Some of the orc soldiers who couldn't dodge were kicked away with a random kick, regardless of life or death.

The tall orc general stood at the top, with a large flag in his hand, standing in the wind. There was a ferocious aura on the flag, and the morale of the orc sergeants who were inspired by this aura was restored.

From a distance, I saw the orc general shouting loudly, and the regained orc sergeant was getting ready to go. The powerful existence in the white mist seems to be a little different, and there is no way to curry favor with the enemy.

Looking at the dense and marching ant-like orc sergeants, they had just regained a little morale. He screamed and tried to rush up. Looking at that momentum, it doesn't matter whether it is a group of remnants of defeated soldiers or a sea of swords and fires on the other side. They don't take their own lives seriously, but they can take other people's lives seriously? No wonder these elves can't beat others.

The formidable presence in the white mist was still gathering the remnants of the elves scattered in the rainforest, and turned a blind eye to the actions of the orc generals.

Bu Li picked up the horn longbow and took a deep breath. The dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" unfolded on the horn longbow, the dark golden light flickered, and the gold devouring beast rose from the ground, and the luster of metal covered the long arrow.

The long arrow of the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" was placed on the wrench of the index finger of the left hand. Its meaning is not needed, its heart is not two eight small characters slightly warm, and Bu Li can clearly feel the soul on the wrench finger is restless. It was as if he was also stirred up by the horn of the powerful existence in the white mist, wanting to break through the shackles. The bloody battlefield is average.

With both arms exerting force, the black clothes and black clothes rose without wind, and there was a "sudden". The black big is pulled straight.

The horn longbow was opened, and the long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" lit up. Then it dimmed. From sharpness to calmness and heaviness.

"Kill!" Bu Li shouted loudly, and released the bowstring with his left thumb and forefinger. The long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" roared and flew like a dark golden dragon. Everywhere you go, there is a vague tendency to be unstable. It is like shooting into the water of a pool, rippling in circles. In the ripples, the long arrow went straight towards the black flag.

"Drink!" the elves who walked away behind them saw the sound of the arrow, and involuntarily shouted at the same time. The voice was neat, as if it had been rehearsed in advance. The sound was overwhelming, like thunder.

Although the number of people is not large, compared to the orcs on the other side, the few are a bit pitiful. But morale is extremely high. The momentum of the arrow made the eyes of all the elves light up again.

The long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" flew like a dark golden dragon. In the last moment of the arrow, the figure of the foggy pine snow wolf disappeared.

This is a long arrow that has never been used before, and the extremely cold air of the fog pine snow wolf is like a little cold light dotted on the tip of the long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang". There is only one point, but it is like the one-eyed dragon of a fierce dragon, looking forward viciously, wanting to tear apart all those who want to stop him and turn them into ice sculpture flesh and blood.

The tall orc general held the flagpole in both hands and planted the flag into the hill with all his might. Turn around and stand in front of the big flag, and see that the flag is in the people. A huge stone stick in his hand, with a hideous face, roared at the long arrow that was transformed into the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" that shot at Bu Li.

The long arrow of the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" is extremely fast, and in front of the long arrow, space seems to be just a concept, and the long arrow is flying at a speed beyond cognition.

Approaching the top of the mountain, the long arrow dragged a white frost mark. The orcs that fell into the frost scars immediately turned into ice sculptures, and they didn't even have the slightest chance to struggle.

Seeing that the long arrow of the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" was so fierce, the tall orc general was not afraid, but was aroused by a wave of hostility, and the stick made of stone in his hand waved fiercely, and smashed the long arrow of the dark golden light illusion of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang".

Whether he could block the power of this arrow, the tall orc general didn't seem to think about it at all. It's like muscles in my head. There were some things he didn't even think much about. Actually, this is good, at least the morale of the battle will not be much damaged.

Bu Li watched the performance of the tall orc general and the orc sergeants around him. I guessed in my heart that these orcs would not be impressed by defeat at all. The average army begins to collapse when the casualties are more than 30%. And those who can hold on to fifty percent are considered elite. Orcs, I'm afraid every orc army will fight to the point of a single soldier.

It's a toughness, it's a temperament. The fierceness of the orcs is indeed a kind of temperament, an indescribable temperament, which is not at all comparable to those exquisite elves.

The cold light in front of the long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" turned the space within three zhang of the long arrow's trajectory into white frost.

The tall orc general's rod made of stone had already been covered with a layer of frost before it could touch the long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang". Layers of beautiful and crystalline frost flowers "brushed" on the rod of the stone, and the originally hard stone instantly became brittle, and the long arrow that was transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" rushed forward, before it could touch the long arrow. It has become countless stone powder and straw has fallen.

The changes were fast, and the tall orc generals didn't seem to think of this. In his simple mind, the elven bows and arrows were flashy attack rhythms, no matter where they were, as long as they waved their sticks, they could smash all the bows and arrows.

However, the arrows of the introductory are not the arrows of the elven archers at all. The long arrow of the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" shot into the skull of the tall orc general like a fierce dragon, piercing the skull and shooting the skull. and shot straight at the banner behind the tall orc general.

The blow of the headshot did not give way to the feeling of being complacent. That was just a matter of course, and the divine consciousness left on the long arrow of the dark golden light illusion of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" told Bu Li that the banner had an inexplicable force on it, and it was fighting with the long arrow of the dark golden light illusion of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang".

That power was simply not something that a tall orc general could have. That's the power of a spell.

The long arrow of the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" quickly disappeared, and this way had already consumed too much power of the fog pine snow wolf. After the cold light dissipated, the fierce dragon transformed into the soul inside the wrench finger rushed straight towards the banner with a fierce roar.

And that banner became nothing. As if it was a void, the black dragon pounced directly into it. Disappear.

Bu Li saw all this, although everything in front of him changed quickly. But inside the step-away eyes, they all change frame by frame. After the black dragon disappeared, the long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Shattered Jade Gang" seemed to be concocted by the banner like this. Bu Li's right hand suddenly closed, and the long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" exploded at the same time as the soul array engraved on the shaft of the long arrow by the tail finger of Bu Li's left hand exploded at the same time!

This is a force that does not exist in this world, and this is a special force force.

With Bu Li's right hands clasped tightly together, the divine consciousness of the long arrow that remained in the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" detonated the soul array of the unknown.

The space was torn apart, and the void created by the banner held by the orcs shattered, and was blown into countless fragments, scattering in all directions.

At the same time, hybrid mutants scattered throughout the valley emerged from beneath the surface at the same time, metal jaws glistening like blood in the setting sun. Each hybrid mutant is engraved with a soul array, and all the hybrid mutants are combined into a huge soul array. As soon as it appeared, the hybrid mutant exploded at the same time as the long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang".

In Buli's view, this is the most refreshing moment. The blood all over the body seemed to be ignited, as if it was in the battlefield filled with gunpowder, and the smoke of the era of thermal weapons gave way to the feeling of returning home.

The artillery fire ploughed over the hills, dense but without the slightest waste of force. The explosion of each hybrid mutant intersects with the explosion of the surrounding hybrid mutant, and the power of the explosion is carefully controlled, and the power of all regions is the same, almost the same. This kind of nuanced manipulation ability means that the exertion of Bu Li's mental power has reached a powerful peak. Although there are still flaws, this is already the limit of what can be done by stepping away.

After being tempered by Hongmeng Purple Qi once, Bu Li found that his spiritual power had made great progress again. From controlling thirty-two hybrid mutants to controlling sixty-four hybrid mutants, such a big change in mental power is incomprehensible in itself. This shows the power of Hongmeng purple qi.

It's still a little rusty. Although in the eyes of others, the control of Buli is almost perfect. But he was still not used to manipulating so many hybrid variants. There are some subtleties, and there is room for improvement. But at this time, the thought was just fleeting in Bu Li's mind, and Bu Li was immersed in the smoke of gunfire.

There seemed to be endless gunsmoke, and Concession was as if he was in the middle of a cannon fire, and he was extremely excited.

Centered on the long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang", countless soul arrays exploded at the same time. There were thousands of orcs standing on both sides of the valley, but Bu Li's attack was silent, just under the guise of a long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang". It's just a matter of shooting down that flag. This is one of the most common ways to fight between orcs and elves, because the morale increase of various noble vehicles is too huge, and even the strong can get many benefits from this place, and get a powerful boost.

But Bu Li didn't pay all his attention to the big flag, and with a shake of his right hand, the overwhelming soul array exploded, and the entire mountain was dispersed in gunsmoke. The long arrow of the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" was like a silkworm, and a layer of skin was peeled off, and this layer of skin was the metal of the gold-loving beast engraved with the soul array. And the real soul power suddenly accelerated at that moment. Shoot straight at the flag.

The flag was unfurled, and although a series of soul arrays exploded around it, the image of the flag was not very big. Patches of blood mist rose, and in the blood mist, the long arrows of dark golden light transformed by the dark golden light of "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang" pierced through all obstacles. A flagpole that is the thickness of a human arm.

I don't know what material the flagpole is made of, it is not stone, not jade, not wood, after the long arrow of dark golden light of "broken gold and broken jade" falls on it. It is absorbed. As if the flagpole could absorb an infinite amount of force, it shot an arrow away from all its might. It turned invisible.

"It's kind of interesting. Bu Li smiled, and was not frustrated by the futility of the long arrow transformed by the dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Broken Jade Gang". The two armies are in front. If he could shoot down the orc clan's battle banner by himself, Bu Li felt that the orcs were too weak. Is such a weak orc worthy of the fierce existence in the white mist who has struggled for so many years, and has failed miserably after the worst death?

The horn in the hands of the powerful existence in the white mist sounded "woo woo", and the existence just held it in its hand, and the horn made a burst of shocking sounds on its own, spreading into the distance, summoning more elves to gather behind the powerful existence in the white mist.

"Flag slashing!" shouted the formidable being in the white mist.

At this moment, Bu Li felt in a trance that the powerful existence in the white mist was the commander in front of the two armies, and his voice carried irreversible dignity and coercion. His word is a command, and there is no disobedience.

"Roar~~~" Bu Li roared, and the sharp knife was already in his hand. The dark golden light of the "Broken Gold Shattered Jade Gang" gathered around the sharp knife like flowing water, and the metallic luster of the gold-loving beast did not cover it like a long arrow, but penetrated, and gathered around the sharp knife with the dark golden light, turning into the body of the spear.

Taking a big step forward, the dark golden spear was unpretentious, not as exquisite as the spear of the powerful presence in the white mist, but it had a little more calm and heavy feeling. Bu Li's right hand was held on the blood-stained rag, and he held a dark gold spear, which was full of anger.

With a big stride, the wind whistled in my ears, and the black big was straightened up, and the hunting sounded. The soul power of his whole body burst out, and he was controlled within three inches of his side. There was a slight blood-colored light in the soul power, and at a glance, I knew that the Dao was the bloody murderous aura in the sharp knife that day, and the residual strength after it circulated in the body.

Bu Li held a dark golden spear in one hand, his back behind him, the tip of the spear pointed diagonally at the ground. Wherever the tip of the spear pointed, the frost swallowed the white brilliance, and the force was just right, even if it was not far from the ground, there was not the slightest cold force left on the ground.

Da Hei followed behind Buli without hesitation, and roared loudly with Buli, and also roared out a strong momentum.

The powerful existence in the white mist squinted his eyes and watched Buli walk towards the banner step by step, his eyes were flat and indifferent, there was no murderous aura, no killing intent. The orcs who had just spread all over the mountains and fields had turned into countless flesh and blood flying in front of their eyes, which was just the most common situation, and it was impossible to shake the slightest trace of the strong existence in the white mist.

Throughout the ages, the strong people who can achieve great things, which one is not as iron-hearted as iron, and which one is not as steel-minded as steel. The powerful existence in the white mist has become the most powerful self in a long life, and it is natural to do something earth-shattering. A little bit of life is nothing, even if the entire heaven and earth collapse in front of the powerful existence in the white mist, it is estimated that his face will not change.

What's more, the infinite hatred in the heart of the powerful existence in the white mist has long been overflowing, washing the blood with blood, not only the blood of the elf race, but also the blood of the orc race.

The back of the step away is firm and resolute, and the powerful existence in the white mist has long been used to seeing it in the previous life, nothing. This is a killing god, killing all the people in the world who dare to stand in front of him, and killing a blood-stained road to heaven among all living beings. (To be continued......)