In the camp of the alliance of the orc tribes, an old man in black robes, the patriarch of the half-orc tribe, Larry, and the werewolf Duke, stood behind, looking at the mess all over the ground, "Why are the losses so heavy, even if it is a five-rank peak fierce beast, you have 500,000 orc war beasts here." There are a few totem beasts, too. ”

"The military advisor is clear, the evil dragon beast is an ancient fierce beast, although it is a five-grade peak fierce beast, but its strength is still above the ordinary six-grade fierce beast. Half-orc matriarch Larry said.

At this time, the werewolf Duke said: "The evil dragon beast has its own reflex skill, and ordinary attacks are ineffective against it. Only a few attacks are effective against it. The spatial cutting of the six-rank totem beast black dragon beast brought by the military master can kill the evil dragon beast," the black-robed old man was silent. Because there is an agreement with the Black Dragon Beast not to kill the fierce beast, only the immortals.

There are countless battle flags, the army is mighty, looking out from the city wall, the screen is full of war beasts roaring, drums and bursts, and the overwhelming orc tribal alliance is not visible.

This is too shameless, for the sake of building a small dark castle, more than four million orcs were brought in!

What is that, such a big catapult, that giant beast is a black dragon beast. There is also the totem beast in a circle, this time it is really going to be a fairy dead bird. The more Wang Qiang looked at it, the more frightened he became, and his heart was pulling out the cold.

Elf Murong Bowen stood behind Wang Qiang and said, "Even if you empty the Evil Dragon Beast Cave, you can't stop it." ”

There was a sparse sound over the head, it turned out that the little black chicken woke up, and it had been more than a year, no matter how bathing and washing his hair, eating and sleeping, he didn't wake up. After eating a piece of Sipin Tianshan red copper, I slept for more than a year.

The sound of "eat, eat, eat," came to my head. Pull out the fairy sword made of long-beaked dragon beast bones, let the little black chicken gnaw, just listen to the click, click, and the hilt of the sword is left. "Want, want"

The elf Murong Bowen was stunned, and fed the little black chicken with the four-grade fairy sword, subverting his cognition.

Wang Qiang was annoyed to hear it, and thought about it again, I don't know if there will be tomorrow after today. He went to the basement, threw the little black chicken on the skull of the long-billed drake, and went back to the city wall.

Four adult drakemons flew up from the drakemon's cavern, spewing out black fireballs and burning hundreds of griffons.

"Haha, good job of the drakemon, this is your territory, kill them all. Wang Qiang danced happily.

With a dragon groan, a bright black dragon beast flew up. Then a totem beast flew up.

The evil dragon beasts flew in the air and stopped attacking. The two sides faced each other in the air, you roared, I roared, it seemed to communicate, and then the dragon beast flew away.

Everyone who watched it looked like they were forced, and said that the big battle was good, aren't you very cruel to the evil dragon beast, eat barbecue today and eat the original ecology tomorrow. The six-rank totem beast screamed a few words and coaxed. The last glimmer of hope is gone.

Duke the werewolf of the Orc Tribe Coalition Army asked respectfully, "What is the matter?" The drakemon retreated. ”

"The Black Jiao Dragon Beast said, everyone is a citizen of the beast god, come here to kill a few immortals and leave, with no intention of encroaching on your territory. The black-robed old man said.

"Oh, it's so easy," said Duke the Werewolf.

"Only the liger can have the qualifications to talk to the liger, the strong can talk to the strong, yesterday you were just a dish of it, so come to the qualification dialogue." The black-robed old man said.

"Can the military division take the city? The orc patriarch heard.

"Siege".