After Amo issued the strange syllable, teams of Black Demon masters suddenly burst out with the most fierce attack, and then took advantage of the people from the Dragon Teng Alliance to block the attack and evacuate safely.

If you look at it from a high altitude, you will find that black torrents gather in the same space.

"Ahhhh," screams sounded. Under the last fierce attack of the Black Demons team, a large number of people in many battle groups in the Dragon Teng Alliance were seriously injured or even killed.

Ye Xiaofeng, who had just been killed from a team of black demons, discovered this scene. His eyes narrowed slightly, and two rays of light exploded, with a terrifying power, and the space in front of him was trembling fiercely.

The evacuation of the Black Demon Clan is an opportunity. Taking this opportunity to definitely kill many masters of the Black Demon Clan in one fell swoop. Ye Xiaofeng really wanted to lead the masters of the Sixty-fifth War Group to attack and cause the last impact on the Black Demon Clan, but when he saw everyone's tired expressions, he thought about it and gave up.

The real battle does not care about one soldier or another. No one knows how powerful the Black Demon Clan is. One blow cannot touch the root of the Black Demon Clan. If it can really touch the root of the Black Demon Clan, Ye Xiaofeng will definitely attack, no matter what the price is paid.

When the other battle groups of the Longteng League retreated, they all watched quietly and did not take any action. This time the human race failed and the preparations were not enough. If they were prepared within six to four months, these battle groups of the Longteng League would definitely be another situation.

At this time, the various battle groups lost a lot of people and had no energy to chase them. As long as the teams of the Black Demon Clan did not attack them, they would be thankful.

In thirty seconds, all the teams of the Black Demon Clan gathered together, and the seventeen masters from the ninth level of the Holy Realm also ended the battle and hid in the dark.

The battle groups of the Longteng Alliance watched quietly, with alertness on their tired faces, fearing that the masters of the Black Demon Clan would suddenly come over.

"Humans, this is just the beginning. We are just a tentative attack. The next time, it is time to truly kill you and invade your country." A young man from the Black Demon clan said with a cold eyes, with a supreme murderous intent in his voice.

"Hmph, next time you come, we will definitely destroy your entire army." said a general from a war group of the Longteng Alliance.

"I hope so, I remember you. If your strength is too disappointed by us, I will pull your soul out, torture you every day, and make your body a container for us to eat." The young man from the Black Demon clan said coldly, and then looked at Ye Xiaofeng deeply.

The other young men of the Black Demon clan looked at Ye Xiaofeng, then turned around and left.

The black air rolled, condensed into clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and the black clouds drifted away, and countless teams of the black demons disappeared into the horizon.

"Leave, they finally leave,"

"It seems they are afraid of us, hahaha, so happy,"

"Damn, they are not afraid of us, but of the Sixty-fifth War."

"It's not all the same. Does the Sixty-Fifth Team still belong to our Dragon Teng Alliance?"

The departure of the Black Demon Master made everyone cheer. Even the people in the Sixty-fifth War Group breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone showed a smile that was liberation in their eyes.

Compared to the relaxation of others, Ye Xiaofeng and other visionary people looked extremely heavy. This battle made them deeply realize the power of the Black Demon Clan. The Black Demon Clan has this strength, and I am afraid that the strength of other races will not be weak.

Just as the master of the Black Demon Clan said just now, they were just tentative attacks, and that was true. Otherwise, how could there be only one master of the Black Demon Clan?

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaofeng felt a little gloomy in his heart. Fortunately, the masters of the Black Demon Clan did not attack the entire clan, otherwise they would not be able to stop it.

"Next time, the attack of the Black Demons will probably be as fierce as a storm." Ye Xiaofeng said to himself, frowning.

He opened his mind and checked it. At this time, there were more than ten battle groups around him. There were less than two thousand surviving masters in these battle groups. All the others had already died. There was still a battle group with only a few hundred people left. It was the most miserable team among the many battle groups. The general almost became a lonely man.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaofeng sighed slightly. Compared with the Black Demon Clan, the losses on humans are too heavy. But then again, this is not a bad thing. Seeing the strength of the Black Demon Clan, I believe that everyone will practice harder and train more seriously.

The pride in the hearts of some human masters will also disappear.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaofeng heard that many people in the team he led were talking, talking about which team had killed so many Black Demon masters, etc.

Hearing this, seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, Ye Xiaofeng's face sank, his cold eyes swept away, and the cold light was slightly revealed.

Everyone who was talking noticed a sudden rise of air conditioning. When they saw Ye Xiaofeng's face, they closed their mouths and stood in a basic formation one by one.

"The Black Demon Clan has evacuated. Are you all very happy?" Ye Xiaofeng glanced at everyone and said loudly.

Everyone was silent and silent, he continued, "What is there to be happy and what is worth discussing? Look at what color the sea water has become under your feet. It is red. Half of the colors in this sea water are stained by the blood of our human practitioners. They are all to defend us, defend our China, prevent our alien race from invading our territory, and prevent foreign race from ravaging our people. Although they are dead, the immortal heroes will live forever, living in this world, this ocean, defending our territory. What about you? Look at what you are doing. In this battle, you are all alive. This is luck. Have you considered those who have died?"

"Although one general has achieved success and has thousands of bones blew away, can we forget them? No, we cannot forget them, we must let them live in the hearts of each of us." Ye Xiaofeng's eyes were like lightning, and his voice shook the world. Not only did the people in the Sixty-fifth War Group hear it, but also the people in the other war group hear it. They all fell silent, lowered their heads, and looked like they knew they were wrong. There was no longer the relaxation of the life after the disaster just now, but deep heavyness.

"What are we going to do now?" Ye Xiaofeng asked.
Chapter completed!