In addition, the powerful existence in the white mist deliberately or unintentionally used demagogic techniques, which provoked the orcs to be trampled by the bear cavalry led by the big black.

"You ......" The old man had already stood up on the ox cart, his fingers pointing at the powerful existence in the white mist, a little trembling, so angry that he almost didn't lose his breath.

"Dare to fight!" The formidable existence in the white mist didn't wait for the old man to finish speaking, and let out a soft click. The tip of his tongue spit out spring thunder, this sentence has already used endless magic, and the voice directly reached the ears of the skinny old man standing on the ox cart.

The formidable existence in the white mist has been transformed into eleven azure and white foxes, standing at the peak of the strength of this world, according to him, in the entire world, only the patriarch of the orc clan can fight against it.

How could the old man standing on the ox cart be the opponent of the powerful existence in the white mist? What's more, the strong existence in the white mist wanted to stand up, and a light clatter like spring thunder rose to the ground and rolled away, suppressing the chaotic sound of the orc defeated army, and there seemed to be only a soft sound of the powerful existence in the white mist within a radius of 100 miles.

The old man standing on the ox cart was stunned, as if he was frightened stupid.

Bu Li looked at the old man and felt funny in his heart. It's all thin like this, I don't know how many years Lu Dao will live, and he ran out to scold his old man, it's really a person who won't die if he doesn't die. This is the rhythm of looking for death, and you can't stop it.

After a few breaths, black blood flowed out of the seven orifices of the old man standing on the ox cart at the same time, flowing out silently, as if several black insects suddenly appeared on his face.

Bu Li didn't expect the old man to be drunk to death by the powerful existence in the white mist. If he exerts himself. There is really no one in this world who can resist it. I don't know if the amazing patriarch of the Dao orc clan can resist it.

"Someone else will tell me. The formidable being in the white mist smiled, and his voice lowered. But it made all the orcs hear it clearly.

Your old man simply stood directly on the hill and shouted. How good it is to shout that the landslide and water are going against the current, and shouting to kill millions of orcs, it can be regarded as shocking the world, isn't it? Bu Li knew that the powerful existence in the white mist of the Dao Dao would not do this, or that he did not have the ability to do so, and he still cursed in his heart.

The orcs below the mountain are like ants on a hot pot, and there is no clue in the chaos of flesh and blood, as if everyone does not know what to do.

"You see, this is an orc. Their banners have been trampled under your feet, and their leaders have been scolded to death by me. It will be ineffective. What else is the battle, it's just a plate of loose sand. The powerful being in the white mist pointed to the hundreds of thousands of orcs under the mountain and said.

Bu Wei thought, where did your old man scold to death, he relied on the profundity of his magic and killed him directly with magic.

"Uncle, what about then?" asked Bu Li.

"What the hell are you listening to?" said the formidable being in the white haze with a smile, "and then." Then, of course, wait for the patriarch of the orc clan to come out, and then you go up to fight a few battles. ”

"What about you?" Bu Li continued to ask.

"I'll stay behind. Shock them. Speaking of this, the powerful existence in the white mist couldn't help but smile, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed.

"I dealt with their patriarch, and he was very strong. I couldn't let him see the depth before. "The formidable presence in the white mist.

"What's the matter with that bear cavalry in the big black? I see him wielding the big black stick, which is a little uncomfortable, why don't you find a good guy for him?" Naturally, he was not afraid of charging into battle, and the orcs would not be able to find enough weight to talk to the powerful existence in the white mist for a while. There was a sentence that was not said to the strong existence in the white mist.

"Bear cavalry, once upon a time in the wilderness. The proud combat power of a great witch clan. What is Da Hei, but Dong Shi is like a man, and it looks ridiculous. "Instead of praising Dahei, the formidable being in the white mist belittled Dahei.

Da Hei didn't dare to say anything, even if he sat on the back of a war elephant and turned into an invincible bear cavalry, Da Hei didn't dare to say anything about the formidable existence in the white mist. The war elephant under the crotch and the big black are the same, although the big black doesn't dare, the war elephant raises his head and wants to roar.

Before he could roar out, the powerful existence in the white mist pressed his hand back on the head of the war elephant, and with a fluttering finger, the white jade-like fingers were like a mountain, and the war elephant under the big black crotch was directly pressed into a weak forelimb and fell down. The head was pressed against the soft soil of the hilltop blown away by the hybrid mutant who had stepped away, and it couldn't lift its head.

Belch...... The temper is so big. Bu Li said: "Uncle, what are you doing here." ”

"Just subdued, without a few hits, he still thinks that my old man is a bully. As he spoke, the powerful being in the white mist let go of his hand, and the war elephant led by the head stood up again, with fear in his eyes, obviously understanding why the big black was afraid of the powerful existence in the white mist. Nono took a half step back, silent. Where did Da Hei dare to say anything, but he couldn't stop smiling on the back of the war elephant.

Da Hei's heart seemed to jump out, for fear that the powerful existence in the white mist would anger him, which was a flying disaster.

"At that time, the bear cavalry of that great clan was extremely fierce, almost dominating the world. More than ten horsemen dared to rush to kill a million army, and their combat power was extremely strong. According to the algorithm of the Soul Lan Continent, each ride is at least the level of the twelfth order soul power. Otherwise, why do you think I said that the Soul Lan Continent is a small realm?" Shi Shiran, the powerful existence in the white mist, said, casually talking about all kinds of gossip and wild rumors. These things are all Chen sesame rotten grains from I don't know how many years ago, and there is a sense of unreality when they say it.

"Because of this, every bear cavalry thinks that they are invincible in the world, and they are willing to listen to no one but their big leader. The formidable being in the white mist continued: "Later, the great clan caused a terrible disaster, and although there were invincible bear cavalry in the world, they were also defeated. The bear cavalry has since become a noun that few people can still remember. ”

Speaking of those old stories. The formidable existence in the white mist remembered something, and his expression was a little dark.

"It's like the Tianlan clan. Almost all forgotten. Fortunately, my Tianlan clan still has me, the patriarch, and there is still a chance to make a comeback. The blood of the bear cavalry is only scattered in the three thousand generations of the realm, and gradually the bloodline is not pure. At the beginning, after I saw Da Hei, I saw the smell of bear cavalry in my blood, but I didn't expect to return to this world by mistake and let the bear cavalry ...... Perhaps the weakest of the bear cavalry in the world. ”

Bu Li recalled that just now Da Hei led sixteen bear cavalry to charge, as if a hot knife cut into the cheese, and no orcs could stop it. The speed of the wind, the strength of the defense...... The powerful being in the white mist said that the bear cavalry of the year was the most powerful. What kind of style is it?!

"Weapons, this big black stick is naturally not the best. The formidable being in the white mist muttered, its head bowed, as if looking for something.

"Did you see the bear cavalry back then?" asked Bu Li. Because something requires the strong existence in the white mist, in words, you have become you, this is a fixed pattern of talking to the strong existence in the white mist, whether it is step away or the strong existence in the white mist, you are used to it.

Those thick histories deserve to be respected.

"I've never seen the Bear Cavalry who was so powerful back then. When I was born. The great clan has long since perished. Later, I traveled around and found a weapon they had left behind. This kind of weapon is not easy for others to use, and only the bear cavalry can exert its maximum strength. The formidable being in the white mist suddenly raised its head, holding a three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand. Laughing and throwing it to Da Hei.

Belch...... Is it possible to deduct a hole in the face, and then bring a big black dog and pretend to be Erlang God?

Big Black was ecstatic. Put away the big black stick and catch the three-pointed, two-edged knife thrown by the powerful being in the white mist.

But I didn't expect the knife to look just sharp. In fact, it is heavier than the big black stick. Holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, Da Hei and the war elephant under his crotch snorted at the same time. If it weren't for the fact that the war elephant was huge and strong. I'm afraid that it will be crushed all of a sudden.

"If it doesn't sink, how can you have an unstoppable momentum when you charge. The formidable being in the white mist smiled, "Dahei, give it a try." No tricks, either stabbing or picking up, it's very simple. ”

Da Hei carefully wielded the three-pointed two-edged knife, but it was also vigorous. Although it was extremely heavy, Daikoku was able to barely use it.

"It's not bad, although it's weak, the power of the bloodline has a bonus, and it can still be used. The powerful being in the white mist looked at Da Hei with satisfaction and said, "Go, go and kill again." My old man will personally beat the drum for you, don't kill our own prestige!"

Da Hei agreed. After Da Hei replaced the three-pointed and two-edged knife, the other sixteen illusions were also the same. Bu Centrifugal thought, this is also the skill of the golden cicada to get out of the shell, otherwise he will hack himself, and he will not be able to form a formation. Is it possible to find a bunch of female bears to give birth to a lot of black bears first?

As he was thinking about it, the powerful existence in the white mist took out a huge war drum out of nowhere, the body of the war drum was already worn-out and white, and the color of the drum surface was uneven, exuding a vicissitudes of life. Even bleaker and older than the dusty trumpet just now.

The formidable being in the white mist took off his black hood, and his black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, which had a unique charm. Even in the iron-blooded battlefield, there is a smell of books and ink.

The formidable being in the white mist took off his black hood, and then took off his black hat, and his black clothes were half naked, tied around his waist casually, and he had one arm bare, and he shook his head, his black hair was in wisps, and his mouth was open in his mouth.

Da Hei and the bear cavalry behind him had already rushed down, and he was resolute without hesitation. If Bu Li said it, Da Hei could still refute it, but the powerful existence in the white mist said what his old man said, Da Hei didn't have the slightest intention of resisting. Even if it is a sea of swords and fires in front of him, Da Hei has to break through.

Da Hei rushed halfway up the mountain, and the powerful existence in the white mist had a pair of drumsticks in his hands. Bu Li frowned, and the pair of drumsticks looked more than drumsticks. It's better to say that it's a pair of white bones. The amount of power that emerged from the white bones was not something that could be guessed at all by stepping away from this level, and the divine consciousness was just approaching the drumstick. I felt a tingling pain when I stepped away.

What the hell is this? It's so weird to look at.

The drumstick falls on the drum surface, and there is a sound of "dong~~~". The powerful existence in the white mist seemed to be trying to sound, but this sound reached Buli's ears, and Buli felt the battle intent boiling all over his body. Even if Bu Li's spiritual power was tempered in every way, he was infected by the sound of drums in an instant, and he felt full of strength, and he wanted to rush down the mountain and kill him seven in and seven out.

Time and space were shaken, and ripples rippled out in circles. The sound wave became tangible and tangible, enveloping the body of the seventeen bear cavalry. In an instant, Bu Li saw that the bodies of the seventeen bear cavalrymen such as Da Hei suddenly swelled up by half a circle, becoming taller and more powerful, and the three-pointed two-edged knife was held in Da Hei's hand, and it didn't seem to be too difficult.

What a strong gain! Bu Li suppressed the war intent in his heart, and now he consumed the war intent out of thin air, which was detrimental to himself. The formidable presence in the white mist has long been made clear. I have to step away from killing all sides, and now I consume energy out of thin air, which is no different from looking for death.

This buff effect is so powerful so far. Buli hasn't seen a buff that can be used to make a person's body swell suddenly. It's just that I don't know if there is any harm in the road, and I don't think there will be, if there is. The formidable presence in the white mist will not be used on the big black. Bu Li knows a lot about the temper and temperament of the strong existence in the white mist, although his cheap uncle usually doesn't have a good face for Da Hei. But in his heart, he likes the obscene energy of the big black in his bones.

Bu Li was thinking about it in a mess, and the hands of the powerful existence in the white mist had begun to beat the war drums one after another.

Dream back to blow the horn company camp! The drums are beating. Like a soldier going to the enemy, he walked quickly, only hearing the sound of the chariot, and there was an awe-inspiring murderous aura in the silence.

The Bear Cavalry became silent and moved forward in silence. It is completely different from the loud shouting of the big black before, although the big black is silent at this moment, it is more terrifying than the loud shouting before. If the last time the bear cavalry charged into battle was a river, this time, it became a monstrous wave, drowning everything that stood in front of it.

The whole valley trembled, as if it had become a living thing, and suddenly it stood up and charged with the great black. Bu Li knew that he should have had an illusion, but everything in front of him made Bu Li unable to believe that this feeling was illusory.

Even Bu Li's strong spiritual power could not resist the bewitching intent of the powerful existence in the white mist, let alone the warriors of the orc clan.

The orc warriors, who had not yet finished the rectification, were shocked to find that a huge black wave was pouring down from the top of the mountain again, and the fierce momentum and murderous aura in the silence had made the orc soldiers unable to breathe.

The bear cavalry, as if returning to the world from ancient times, is his demeanor. Even if there are only seventeen bear cavalry, they become fans and arrows, turning into a sharp weapon, stabbing straight into the huge orc camp.

The first time Daikoku's charge was spontaneous and unconscious, this time it turned into a premeditated attack. The wielded three-pointed and two-edged knife is like a blooming plum, and the bright red flesh becomes the stamen of the plum. Bloom all the way, bloom all the way.

It's not about the momentum of the downswing from the heights, that's not important anymore. Rushing through a distance of more than 100 zhang, the bear cavalry led by Da Hei was still at its peak, and there was no hint of resignation. The powerful existence drums in the white mist rumbled, and in the sound of war drums, the bear cavalry led by the big black seemed to be tireless killing machines, and taking countless lives was the only purpose of their existence.

Bu Li saw with his own eyes that Da Hei rushed in front of a priest similar to an orc, and the fluctuating power of the orc's body was no weaker than that of any elven elder. I was a little worried, but when I saw the strong presence in the white mist calmly beating drums to help, Bu Li didn't care, just watched carefully.

The orc priest was not very tall, raised the beast bone in his hand, and a skeleton was launched towards the big black who was galloping wildly. Da Hei didn't even pay attention to the man, and the war elephant under his crotch flicked his proboscis and directly smashed the skeleton. The formidable being in the white mist rumbled the war drums, and the big black rushed directly to the rumbling drums, crushing the orc sacrifice into powder. Far away, as far as the eye could see, Bu Li saw the incredulous gaze in the eyes of the orc priest.

With the level of Dahei, he can actually crush such a strong person?! Bu Li is really surprised this time. According to the saying of the powerful existence in the white mist, the weakest of the invincible bear cavalry in the world back then had the strength of the twelfth order powerhouse of the Soul Lan Continent, if they could still ignore the insurmountable gap between the ranks in such a vain, this would be simply terrifying.

The killing continued, and the formidable being in the white mist did not hesitate to beat the giant drum. Bu Li also knew that the powerful existence in the white mist did not use his true strength, if he really used his real strength, the powerful existence in the white mist would inevitably transform into an eleven-tailed Tianlan white fox, instead of appearing in front of him as a middle-aged scholar. (To be continued......)