Although Yuwen Zhouyuan's strength was average in his eyes, when he saw the formation set up by the other party, he knew that given time, this man would definitely become a commander-in-chief who could command thousands of armies. At that time, I am afraid that the Scale-Horn Clan would no longer be able to
Able to enter the territory of the human race.
"I know everything you said, but it takes time to summon experts. I'm afraid if the experts come, all the people I lead will be killed by him. Is there any other way you can solve this matter as soon as possible?" The young man was very impatient.
He said, with a cold light in his eyes.
"Young Master, take a look, some of our other teams from the Scale Horn Tribe have achieved overwhelming victories. Those teams from the Human Tribe have been beaten terribly. We might as well borrow their power. The formation is powerful, but it also has a power.
Limitation, once this limit is exceeded, the formation will collapse on its own." The old voice sounded again.
Hearing what he called Huitu Qi, the young man frowned and thought about it. The people who came to attack the human race this time were people from several major forces within the Scale Horn Clan. They usually like to compare with each other, but now they want to
If he wanted to ask them for help, where would he turn his face?
This was a matter of face, so I was hesitant for a while.
Which is more important, face or the people under him? He kept asking himself.
He saw that the people he came to lead were dying one after another. They came with the determination to invade the human race's territory, but now only the cold corpses were left.
Who said aliens were ruthless? After all, those people were his trained subordinates! Seeing his subordinates dying constantly, he felt heartbroken.
"Forget it, let them help! With just a few people like me, I'm afraid they will all be killed in a short time. By then, I will be the only one left, and my face will be even less glorious at that time.
Let them come over to gossip and help, although they can laugh at me for a while, but maybe..." The young man muttered to himself, with two strange lights flashing in his eyes.
Everyone has selfish motives, and he is no exception. He really wants to drag other people into the water and make them suffer a little. By then, no one will laugh at anyone anymore.
"Okay! I'll go find them and ask them to help. Hui Tuqi, please report his case. He is indeed a formidable enemy to us, the Scale Horn Tribe." The young man said with a gleam in his eyes.
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"Young master, let others go! I still want to protect your safety. This is the territory of the human race after all. You are not safe here." The old voice sounded again.
"Don't worry, I can escape unscathed with that strength." The young man said confidently.
"Young master, it's better to be careful. Shang Hunjia, go back and spread the word about that human race, so that those in power will know how terrifying that human race is."
A middle-aged man among the eight followers around the young man glanced at the young man. When he saw the young man, he didn't say anything. He said respectfully to a void, "Yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a black cloud and drifted towards the Scale Horn Continent.
"Huitu Qi, there's no need for this. I just want to see the strength of the human race." The young man said with a helpless smile.
"Don't worry, young master, if you don't let me take action, I will definitely not take action."
Hearing this, the young man nodded.
On the vast sea, the masters of the Scale Horn Clan were uniformly dressed in black armor, with black energy lingering around them, and terrifying rays of light bursting out. This was a destructive force.
The masters of various battle groups in the Dragon Alliance and the masters of the Scale Horn Clan are fighting together. Many battle groups are at a disadvantage. Compared with the Scale Horn Clan, their strength is not as good as the other. It is extremely impressive to be able to compete with the aliens.
No.
There are also some battle groups who directly killed many masters. They were frightened and ran away one by one. At this time, they no longer wanted the so-called honor and did not care about the evaluation of them by later people. They only had one idea.
, that is to escape.
The people of the Scale Horn Clan are extremely cruel. Their bodies are relatively strong, like savage beasts that walk upright. They often beat human masters to serious injuries, and then they are as if they were made of metal hooks.
The masters grabbed them in their hands and tore them alive, letting the hot blood bathe their bodies. The majestic black armor glowed with a strange blood color, as if the black armor was absorbing the power of the blood.
Seeing this scene, many people were frightened, their hearts trembled, and their legs became weak. They all seemed to have seen themselves being torn apart, and they couldn't help but feel a trace of fear.
Of course, there were many human beings who saw their companions being brutally killed. Their eyes were red and flames were raging. They used 120% of their strength to fight against the masters of the Scaled Horns.
Combat groups that have undergone certain special training attack in groups of ten or five at the same time. This kind of attack is often very lethal and flexible, allowing them to come and go flexibly.
In this kind of group battle, terrifying energy surges everywhere, and the space trembles violently, like ripples on a calm lake. The bursts of energy can definitely easily defeat the true king.
Masters below the peak penetrated, and some masters were killed by the rioting power.
At this time, not only fierce battles occurred in the coastal areas of Xiliang, but also horrific battles occurred in other places.
The northernmost part of Xiliang was under a full-scale attack by the Soul Blood Clan. It was the Meihu Demon Realm, one of the ten lands of the demon clan. The countless lands were long and narrow, running from east to west. The front they faced was very long.
The attack power of the soul-blood masters is extremely strange. They are like shadows, pervasive. Sometimes they seem to turn into a ball of blood, floating in the air, and sometimes they condense into a human form, delivering fatal blows to people.
These are not critical. The most important thing is that the masters of the Soul Blood Tribe can penetrate into the body of a tangible organism, swallow the soul of the organism, and possess its body. Even if this body is destroyed, the masters of the Soul Blood Tribe will not
Whatever happens, unless it is an attack that directly hits the soul, or a domineering suppression with extremely powerful force.
The masters of the soul-blood clan have great destructive power. In less than half an hour, they have killed a large number of masters of the demon clan and sucked a lot of the blood of the demon clan. The blood-red light is wrapped around each and every body, as if there is still something in it.
It contains many innocent souls, and those innocent souls all show their teeth and claws, and have ferocious faces, and they have changed from pure souls to evil souls.
These evil spirits also have powerful power and can confuse people's minds. People with weak minds may go crazy directly.
The masters of the soul-blood clan are like wolves among the sheep, killing everyone in the group of human masters, sucking blood, laughing wildly, and completely treating the human race as food.
Of course, the demon clan is not all cowards and timid people. Many of them are masters of cultivation and powerful. They have also killed many masters of the soul blood clan, especially those masters who cultivate pure Yang Qi. Their lethality to the masters of the soul blood clan
It is extremely powerful, and can often kill countless soul-blood masters with just one stab of the sword.
The masters of the three races, the Winged Tribe, the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe, and the Illusory Spirit Tribe, also sent powerful teams to attack the surrounding human-monster alliance.
The masters of the alliance united together to resist, but there were many foreign masters, their strength was extraordinary, and their attack power was so weird that it was difficult to guard against them. For a time, many small alliances fell.
The aliens were ferocious and violent, and they completely regarded the place where the human and demon tribes were as a hunting ground. They burned, killed, looted, and acted wantonly. It was as if they were back in the wild jungle, and they could do whatever they wanted.
Their cruelty was finally met by the common resistance of the entire human race. The people in those fallen countries were completely angry. Even the clay figures were rustic, not to mention they were all passionate men of the human race. Of course they would rise up to resist. The boiling blood of their ancestors
It cannot be buried in this generation.
At a distance of more than 400 miles from Dengzhou City, many generals from the Dragon Alliance rushed over from the mainland to block the alien battle.
Among the many battle groups, only the one trained by Yuwen Zhouyuan is the sharpest, like a sharp knife stabbed into the pain of the Scale Horns. Among the other battle groups, only six battle groups can gain the upper hand.
The others were either equally matched or at a disadvantage, or were killed by the Scalehorn Clan and left nothing behind.
The young man wearing a black cloak saw his subordinates dying continuously, and his face became even more ugly. This was not because his subordinates were not powerful enough, but because those trained by Yuwen Zhouyuan were too powerful.
If possible, he really wanted to run over and kill Yuwen Zhouyuan, but Yuwen Zhouyuan was in the formation. I'm afraid if he ran over, someone could control the formation and blast him to pieces with one blow.
"Di Long, Ehu... there is a person in the human race who is very good at forming formations. He has killed many masters of our Scaled Horns. Come over quickly and we will work together to kill him. Otherwise, he will
It will always be a serious problem for us." The young man said, looking at the two young men sitting not far away in two luxuriously decorated boat-shaped wooden vehicles engraved with simple patterns.
The appearance of these two young men is also extremely charming, just like women. They both have noble blood, which can be seen from the special symbols between their eyebrows. The rest of the Scale Horn tribe has nothing at all.
However, those who came this time were sitting in wooden luxury vehicles, and the people who were arrogant in front of others and respectful in the back had a special mark between their eyebrows.
This special mark vaguely contains terrifying power, as if it is sealed.
"Prince Ji, you are so miserable! There are only so many subordinates left. Alas, your people are too incompetent!" A man wearing black armor and a red animal skin cloak glanced at
He glanced at the scene of the prince's subordinates fighting against the 99th Chapter, and there was a trace of schadenfreude in his eyes.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This is indeed true. Even if they are of the same race, they are not a piece of iron. They contain many complex strengths. Each strong person is planning for his own strength.