Although the sky above the secret realm is still gray, making it impossible to see what it looks like outside this secret realm, but at this time, there is a different kind of breath surging in the air in the secret realm: a disturbing and restless atmosphere, this is the breath of the coming big war, and it is the prelude to the brewing storm. At the foot of the central mountain range, the armies of the human race and the god race all stopped at the edge of this broken peak with a tacit understanding, and the scouts on both sides were always keeping an eye on each other's wind and grass.

Half an hour later, the Terran and Protoss men and horses began to slowly march from the foot of this mountain range to the summit of Broken Peak almost simultaneously.

In the Protoss brigade, Miao rode a white unicorn alone and hung slowly at the end of the Protoss army, while the twelve Protoss boys who had been protecting Miao disappeared. In Cass's original plan, he originally wanted Miao to stay in the rear and not have to go to the battlefield. But Miao's attitude was resolute, so he had to follow. Cass couldn't resist Miao, and he couldn't cut Miao's face in public, so at Miao's insistence, he could only let Miu follow.

It's just that Cass was a little cautious, and he placed Miao at the end of the line. and ordered a small team of Protoss warriors to protect Miao from any danger. If something goes wrong with Miao, it will be difficult for him to explain to the Zeus family in Bess City at that time. After all, the Zeus family in Beth City is simply not something they can afford to provoke. Cass only needs Miao's twelve subordinates to arrange the secret method at that time, and they don't need to do anything to kill the enemy.

Ling Ke and Cass respectively led the Protoss and Terran armies to the top of the Broken Peak almost at the same time, and after the Broken Peak was cut off, the top of the mountain became a wide natural platform. Time is like an arrow, this is the seventh time that Ling Ke has stepped on this platform, from the first time he entered the secret realm, he was still just a small soldier, and his identity at this time has also become the commander of a battalion alone, and only he knows the difficulties of this. After having experienced so many secret realms, he already knows this secret realm very well. He knew that the other entrance to this secret realm was in the hands of the Ares family. In such a low-end secret realm, of course, the Ares family will not take action personally, but mosquitoes are also meat when they are small, so they give the qualification to enter here to the branch family every year, and in the end, they only need to hand over a certain amount of resources.

As the two armies climbed to the top of this broken peak, the air on this peak became more and more solemn, killing everywhere, and the undercurrent was surging. The men and horses on both sides did not rush to charge, but set up their positions, and both began to look at the men and horses opposite them.

With Ling Ke's eyesight and experience, after scanning a circle of Protoss, he estimated that the other party's battle-hardened Protoss warriors were about 3,000 people, and these Protoss were the main force in this battle. The other two thousand or so Protoss warriors were all the kind of young Protoss who came to the clan to complete their adult training. As far as he knows, most of these young Protoss are children of ordinary families, although they also have innate cultivation, but they are not rich in experience on the battlefield, most of them are rookies, and very few people can exert ten percent of their combat effectiveness, so it is not terrible, according to his estimate, the gap between the two sides is not too big.

And Zhou Fuyao also looked at the Protoss opposite with interest, it was the first time he had seen the Protoss, except that the body of these Protoss looked a little stronger than the common Terrans, and there was an extra Divine Ring on the back of their heads, and the other physical characteristics were actually similar to their Terrans. Moreover, the divine ring of this god race can be hidden after the equivalent of the human race's knot period, and then it can only be distinguished by guò breath that it is the human race and the god race.

Similarly, Cass is also observing the large army of the Terrans, as a battle-tested Protoss warrior, although his cultivation is only the peak of congenital and his age is only eighteen years old, but he can see at a glance that the Terrans on the opposite side are divided into five camps, among which the momentum of the Bronze Guard is the most high, which is obviously a strong army, and although the momentum of the Yunxiu camp is the most low-key, it is unified, The bright armor and neat military appearance made Cass feel that the Yunxiu battalion was like a fierce beast with its fangs hidden, just waiting for the enemy to approach, it would open its sharp mouth, and would kill the enemy in front of it with the most ferocious attack. And the other three are not very useful in his eyes.

The people on both sides are gearing up, ready to do a big job, especially those young Protoss teenagers, who are even more excited, and have begun to scream, for them, every time they kill a human race, it is equivalent to adding a little more glory to themselves, and also an extra point of capital that can show off in front of the Protoss girls. The thought that after killing the Terrans, they would be able to greatly increase the chances of rolling the sheets with the Protoss girls they had been thinking about for a long time, and the hormones of these rookies began to secrete at a high speed, and began to stimulate their will to fight.

"Kill!"

Ling Ke took the lead in drawing the long knife, and then roared in his mouth, urging his mount to charge forward, and then the five thousand men and horses shouted with this loud shout, 'Kill!', and followed the crazy urging of the alien beasts under the seat to start charging. Ling Ke knew that the most important thing in the battle between the two armies was momentum, so he took the lead in launching a charge, just to overwhelm the Protoss in terms of momentum.

"Kill!" Cass, who was standing in front of the Protoss army, pointed at the Terran army, shouted, whipped his whip his mount, and began to charge with the Protoss warriors.

Before the two armies came into contact, the warriors on the Terran side took out their special crossbows one after another, and wave after wave of powerful arrows rained out from the Terran army, turning into a black canopy towards the Protoss army. And the Protoss army also took out one of the spears inserted in the backpack behind their backs, and threw it with the strength of the forward rush of their mounts, and the spears shot towards the Terran army with a strange whistling sound. In the two armies, there was a sudden burst of people on their backs, but this wave of arrows and spears only slightly disrupted the opponent's formation, and did not mess up the opponent's formation, just like a few small waves rolled up on the wide sea, both sides desperately urged the mounts under the seats, and they accelerated the speed of their mounts, and sharp arrows and spears kept falling from the sky.

After a while, the two iron streams collided fiercely, and the sound of the fight exploded. Ling Ke and Cass had already looked at each other and knew that the other party was the coach, so the two directly exchanged hands. Of the two, Ling had a bright knife at his disposal, and Cass had used the spear that had been carefully wiped. The two smashed their weapons together, exchanged hands, and then staggered and rushed straight into the other party's crowd.

Ling Ke slashed the big knife, a piece of knife flowers fell, and the long knife saw the stitches, and immediately forced all the innate gods who had been bullied into his side to retreat. And the spear in Cass's hand was divided into dozens of spears, blocking the weapons that attacked in front of him one by one, seizing an opportunity, and forcibly piercing the head of a mount that rushed to the front of him, this Terran warrior suddenly lost his balance when the mount fell, and before he could fall off the mount, he was stabbed through the neck by Cass with a spear and lost the breath of life.

Ling Ke and Cass turned around almost at the same time, and the spear and the long knife collided fiercely, splashing a spark, and suddenly there was a clanging and dense exchange of fire. Both of them are congenital monks, and they are both long-time veterans, as the so-called chess opponents, they fought equally. Moreover, the quality of the weapons in the hands of the two is almost the same, and the battle armor on their bodies is also of the same grade, so neither of them has any advantage in equipment.

Zhou Fuyao did not follow Yunxiu Ying, but charged with the headquarters of the bronze guard, at this time he was already holding a dragon stick to meet a god clan, the dragon stick hit Mount Tai on the top, and smashed it directly, and the god warrior who was opposite Zhou Fuyao was also a strength warrior, and he raised the heavy sword in his hand to meet him. This is exactly what Zhou Fuyao wanted, the coiling dragon stick in his hand smashed directly on the heavy sword, and thousands of catties of strength poured from the heavy sword of this Protoss warrior into his arms, only to hear two crisp sounds, and the arms of this Protoss warrior were broken by this huge force. Zhou Fuyao then smashed a stick directly on the head of this Protoss warrior, and the head of this Protoss warrior suddenly flew around like an exploding watermelon, red and white.

Zhou Fu shook the dragon stick in his hand, like a tiger descending the mountain, each stick was powerful and heavy, and between a few sticks, he smashed a congenital cultivator who was on top of him to the chest of the Protoss, spit blood, and flew out upside down without breath. One Protoss, two Protoss, three Protoss, Zhou Fuyao's dragon stick in his hand was like the sickle of death, constantly harvesting the Protoss who came over.

"This Terran is a good opponent. ”

Kraft had just killed a human race, watching Zhou Fuyao kill several gods one after another in one breath, licked his lips, clamped his mount between his feet, and rushed straight towards Zhou Fuyao with a spear in his hand.

Zhou Fuyao waved the coiling dragon stick in his hand casually, forcing all the several Protoss warriors who were approaching in front of him at the same time to retreat, and as far as his eyes were, he saw a Protoss warrior in bright silver armor riding a strange beast, holding a spear and stabbing at him.

"Human, let me die. With an arrogant smile on his face, the spear in his hand turned into a poisonous dragon, and pierced Zhou Fuyao's heart at a tricky angle.

"The leader of the Protoss. Zhou Fuyao was overjoyed when he saw what Kraft was wearing, and turned a blind eye to the spear in Kraft's hand, and the long stick swung in the air and smashed towards Kraft with the momentum of Mount Tai.

"Do you want to die together, see who is faster!" Kraft's spear first stabbed on Zhou Fuyao's body, only to hear the sound of 'dang', it turned out that Zhou Fuyao had already activated the immovable bell, and the immovable bell flew out of the dantian and sprinkled a layer of light, covering Zhou Fuyao's body. Kraft's spear was pointed on the mask, which rippled but didn't shatter. Kraft's right hand holding the spear couldn't help but pause, seeing Zhou Fuyao show a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, the coiling dragon stick smashed down on his head with a vicious wind.