On the battlefield above this Tianlan City, nearly a thousand people fought fiercely, and as time passed, as the death toll increased, as the incomplete flesh and blood body fell from mid-air.

The scope of this battle should have been reduced, but not only that, but the scope was larger, because this was Tianlan City, and the number of barbarians there was unimaginable, and this battle in the sky was really insignificant and small in terms of the entire battlefield.

And a large number of Wu clan died, no more than the barbarian here because of the home field, the warriors continue to come and join, so although there are fewer and fewer people in the Wu clan, the scale of this one is somewhat expanded.

But the war here is only part of this small-scale battle, and its focus is not here, but in the black fog at the top, and at this moment, in the black fog, four tall barbarian statues appeared in the roar and explosion.

Those four barbarian statues are the four barbarian soul powerhouses who belong to the barbarian race, their things, this barbarian statue does not seem to be substantial, it is a little illusory, as if it can be dispersed as soon as the wind blows, but this is just imagination.

Barbarian Soul Realm, can condense a barbarian image, this ability makes the Barbarian Soul Realm strong, it is definitely not a sacrificial bone that can resist, and those who can kill the Barbarian Soul Realm can only be in the consciousness of everyone.

The battle in the black fog reached the most intense level, and the battle of barbarian witches in the air below it was also about to come to an end, and the witch clans died one after another, and the fierce beasts summoned by them also fell one by one.

Su Ming, his clothes turned blood-colored, at first glance, although he could see that the original color was not red, he could still feel the shocking killing and madness brought by that shirt.

Especially in Su Ming's eyes, the calmness of the left eye and the blood red of the right eye, the long hair that was not black fluttering, the cyan sword light surrounding, and the puppet with a bloody face and ragged clothes following behind him.

This has almost become a strange figure that everyone notices in this skirmish.

Because where this figure passes, no matter what kind of cultivation the Wu clan has, all of them will die a miserable and tragic death, even if it is the Yang Wu of the Wu Clan, they often raise the right hand of this figure, and their wrist bracelets turn into black gas, and it is difficult to escape death.

It was an almost invincible momentum, a kind of evil aura formed after killing too many people, and on that bloody coat, it seemed that a large number of souls had been condensed, making Su Ming walk around, with a whimpering roar around.

Many people remember this figure on this day, in addition to its invincible momentum, but also because of his appearance, he often saved a life, a life belonging to a barbarian.

He seems to be accustomed to silence, on this battlefield, Su Ming has no roar, no arrogant laughter, he has been silent, has been killing, at this moment Su Ming, his body appeared in front of a Wu clan, as soon as the people of the Wu clan saw Su Ming, his face suddenly changed, and his body retreated sharply, he saw Su Ming shoot three times, each time it was his own side of the death, and among the three people who died, there was also one who was comparable to the middle stage of the sacrificial bone Yang Wu

But the man of the witch clan had just taken three steps, the hairs on his whole body stood up violently, and behind him, Su Ming appeared like a ghost, with an indifferent sword, and when he turned to leave, the puppet and Feng Yin behind him laughed.

Su Ming walked in this battlefield, killing all the way, he didn't know how many people he had killed, the armor of the god general on his body had collapsed several times, even if there was a formation defense, it was still the case.

The armor that appeared again at this moment could not form an internal formation, and although the power of protection was weakened, Su Ming's evil spirit was remembered on this battlefield, comparable to the invisible armor.

He had swallowed the drug many times so that he could keep going, otherwise it would be difficult for him to sustain himself on a battlefield that was not fought alone.

Fortunately, in terms of medicine, Su Ming prepared a lot, and at this moment he appeared behind a person from the Wu clan, and his body slammed backwards, smashing the whole body of the already seriously injured Wu clan person into pieces, Su Ming was about to leave, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned his head and looked at a man in the battlefield hundreds of feet away.

This person looks to be about thirty years old, with a naked upper body, and the body is covered with blood, revealing a sense of stout and fierce, this is a witch clan

He was grabbing the body of a barbarian man and biting his neck, as if sucking blood, and the blood flowed down the big man's body, dripping from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were looking at Su Ming coldly, his head was lifted from the neck of the big man he was holding, and he pulled the head of the barbarian big man away from his body, raising the head so that the blood dripping from it fell into the person's mouth.

The dead barbarian man, Su Ming knew, he was Zhang Tianta's companion before, the first indifferent man to say a word of welcome to Su Ming.

This man died until he died, and his eyes were still indifferent.

Su Ming looked at this scene, looked at the man of the witch clan with his left hand pointing at himself, licked his lips and seemed to say a word, but the words were hidden in the sound of fighting, and Su Ming couldn't hear it.

But he could see the intention of this Wu man, because this man threw down his head and suddenly stepped towards Su Ming, his speed was not slow, like a shock of wind, and he went straight to Su Ming with a roar.

As he walked forward, there was a large shadow behind him, and every impression was that of the barbarians he had killed, and one of them was Zhang Tianta's companion.

There were no less than twenty of these figures, and they accompanied this person like a ghost, coming towards Su Ming.

"Psychic ......" Su Ming's pupils shrank, and his body stepped forward, setting off a stronger wind, rolling in all directions, heading straight for the man.

The distance between the two became closer and closer, and a moment later, at the moment when they were close together, a battle began, and a large number of unjust souls roared around the man's shot, including barbarians and witches

There is not one place like Su Ming fighting on this battlefield, but there are dozens of them, but all those witch clans who are still alive are all spirit mediums

If a psychic medium is placed in a place where there are not too many dead people, their combat effectiveness is limited, but if it is in the battlefield, after many people have died, the psychic medium will become extremely powerful.

This is the unique method of warfare of the Wicans

The sound of the roar echoed on the battlefield, and a moment later, when everyone was fighting, suddenly the black fog in the sky, as if it was broken by life, like a pair of invisible hands tore apart the fog in the sky, roaring, but saw that the dragon's whole body exploded, and in the terrible roar, it turned into a large area of blood mist, rolling the three old men of the Wu clan who looked the same, and went straight to the land of the Wu clan like blood.

Two of the four powerhouses belonging to Tianlan City were about to pursue when the middle-aged man on the side raised his hand to stop him with a solemn expression.

"Fellow clansmen, don't chase after you...... Although the goal of the Wu Clan is to enter the Barbarians, the premise is to destroy Tianlan City and occupy it, otherwise, let them enter, and the upper level of the Wu Clan's old monsters will also hesitate.

In addition, there is something wrong with this matter, why did there only appear three absolute witches and one sub-holy beast in such a teleportation that the Witch Clan's Desperate Realm Sichen can only carry out once every six months......

According to the plan and prediction, plus some information, the Wu clan only has a pair of desperate Sichen, only one such opportunity, they will dispatch stronger forces, our Tianlan City has also made careful preparations for this, but now, the prey does not come out, and it cannot be used......" The middle-aged man frowned.

"You mean they deliberately yin * us to pursue?" Among the four barbarian soul old monsters on the side, a hunchbacked old man spoke hoarsely.

"This matter ......" The middle-aged man was about to speak, when suddenly his expression changed violently, and along with the change in his expression, there were three other old men, because at this moment, on the huge battlefield outside Lancheng that day, at the same time as the sound of the battle was heard from heaven to earth, there were five positions in the sky, and the same crack appeared in the sky above Tianlan City before

If that's all, after Tianlan City, which belongs to the barbarians, cracks in the sky have appeared again at this moment, not one, but two

Two huge cracks, plus five cracks in the Witch sky, flickered at the same time

The middle-aged man's expression was suddenly gloomy, and he shook his body and went straight down.

"The crack of the barbarian witch clan, the three of them are tired" The middle-aged man's voice was still echoing, his body flickered dozens of times in the fighting crowd below, and every time it flickered, it would appear next to a witch spirit medium, no matter what spell this spirit medium cast, how strong the magic power was, after the middle-aged man appeared, a finger penetrated the center of his eyebrows, and he died of anger.

The middle-aged man's speed was so fast, and he appeared next to Su Ming in a blink of an eye, but the moment he appeared, the man of the Wu clan who was fighting with Su Ming spurted blood, and his body was torn apart.

Su Ming's face was pale and his breath was short, and only he knew the danger of this battle.

The middle-aged man glanced at Su Ming, nodded, and disappeared, and a moment later, when his body appeared in mid-air, all the witch spirit mediums on the battlefield died.

"You, you, and you...... The seven of you follow me, and the rest of you, go to the battlefield there" The middle-aged man pointed to the crack that appeared in the barbarian land in the distance.

With one of his fingers, the surrounding crowd suddenly roared up, and under the leadership of the three barbarian soul powerhouses in the sky, they went straight to the two cracks.

There are more people who flew out of Tianlan City and joined in, and there were two old men in white, who also got up, and while they were moving forward, the void under their feet vibrate, and there was a barbarian image behind them.

Su Ming didn't move, because he was one of the seven people left behind by the middle-aged man

"The performance of the seven of you is the best in the battle of Fangcai, I have seen everyone else, you are a little unfamiliar, what is your name, which tribe or sect are you from?" The middle-aged man's eyes were like lightning, and after sweeping over the seven people left, he looked at Su Ming-

Outbreak, the second change, ask for a monthly pass (to be continued)