Looking at the team temporarily organized by Zhucheng, Liu Yutao felt a little disappointed.

The mob, this group of people can be described in four words.

Although the clamor was quite loud, most of them were idle saints who were provoked by the Ye family and did not have the ability to fight at all.

Of course, these guys are not fools. They were just deceived by the Ye family and thought that they were the only opponent Liu Yutao.

Looking indifferently at the distance, Liu Yutao waved his hand.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Dozens of seventh-level saints rose into the air, and powerful aura emanated from their bodies, forming circles of energy ripples. The energy collided with each other, and millions of tiny explosions were generated in an instant. The light emanated from the seventh-level saints, and the surrounding energy began to be crazily absorbed by them. Even in the stable primitive continent, the space at this moment also produced a slight explosion sound.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Many seventh-level saints burst out their power at the same time, and the collision of energy between each other will form such a sound.

It's like a war drum pounding! This mode was learned from Zhang Long. It's not a secret in the primitive continent. Both sides in the war will promote their own force before the fight begins, and while increasing their morale, it can also damage the morale of the other party.

After all, in the primitive continent, the number of seventh-level saints represents actual combat power.

If you have hundreds of sixth-level saints, it is often not as useful as more seventh-level saints. Although the sixth-level saints in the Primitive Continent are powerful, they can also defeat the opponent by siege against the seventh-level saints.

But strength is strength. It is possible to siege a seventh-level saint, but there is no chance to siege two or three seventh-level saints who cooperate with each other.

Even in the front battlefield where the number occupies an important position, the seventh-level saints play an important role in it.

The sound spread from afar.

At this time, there were many intelligence personnel from the Ye family in the temporary team in Zhucheng, the most important of which was the previous seventy-two rice rains.

Mi Yu is a seventh-level saint. He has always been planning in the rear, but this time, he came in person just to find out what happened in Zhudao Island.

Last time, the deaths of the little prince and the seventh princess were regarded as a great humiliation by Mi Yu. It was not that he could not tolerate any damage to the royal family, but that he could not tolerate his eyes blind when a big thing happened.

So, Mi Yu took action personally this time just to find out clearly.

Even this action was personally guided and provoked by him behind his back.

If the seventh-level saint is in the front battlefield, if he is unwilling to fight and wants to escape, even if there are thousands of troops on the other side, he will not be able to threaten him.

After all, the seventh-level saint is strong in attack and defense. Once a seventh-level saint is determined to break out, no one can stop him unless he is an eighth-level super strongman.

Based on this point, Mi Yu naturally dared to come boldly.

"Has Liu Yutao's power developed to this extent?"

Mi Yu was surprised, but more of it was humiliating.

Seventy-two Islands are his management scope. He has installed a lot of people in these Seventy-two Islands. Not to mention the rise of a new force, even if it is the breakthrough time for everyone in those forces, he can know about most of the grievances and grudges, which is the focus of his attention.

Mi Yu has never been through it.

"Luckily I'm here."

Mi Yu took a deep breath.

That's right, if he hadn't come here in person today, if there were any subordinates who reported the situation today to him, he wouldn't believe it at all, and might even get furious and beat the subordinates to death.

Who are you fooling with such information?

However, no matter how impossible this is in theory, these foreign saints in front of them are real, and their power has completely reached the level of a seventh-level saint.

"A large part of them have not mastered magical powers yet, and they should have broken through in a short period of time."

Mi Yu frowned, and he felt it was very strange.

The breakthrough of the seventh-level saint is a combination of strength, talent and opportunity. Every seventh-level saint is different. How can such a breakthrough happen at the same time?

"Is it a coincidence?"

Mi Yu's expression was solemn, and he felt that things were not simple.

Listening to the increasingly louder and louder energy impact, Mi Yu took a deep breath: "It's almost done, it's time to leave."

The victory or defeat was decided when Liu Yutao showed the number of seventh-level saints.

Even though there is no head-on battle yet, Mi Yu already knows the result and chooses to leave early.

Next, there will be no one-sided massacre, because the team in Zhucheng has no cohesion at all. When facing opponents with significantly stronger overall strength, they will immediately collapse.

Escape early is a wise choice.

There are several seventh-level saints who make the same judgment.

Flee without fighting.

In the primitive continent, this kind of thing does not seem to be a humiliation. Anyway, everyone has a long life and is very open to the outcome of the moment. There is no such death battle.

Of course, there are some armies with strong cohesion that can fight to the death.

But the team that was temporarily pulled up by the candle city in front of me was obviously not.

The seventh-level saint began to evacuate, while the sixth-level saint was still shouting.

"That's it?"

Liu Yutao looked at the approaching team of Zhucheng, and he could no longer feel the breath of the seventh-level saint.

When the power of the seventh-level saint burst out here, and the corresponding power response was not given, the ending was already destined.

"I didn't expect it to be easier than I thought."

Baili Yu smiled and he felt that the overall situation was settled.

"This is just the beginning."

Liu Yutao sighed: "Showing strength, the Tiger Army will take action. The team of Zhucheng did not intend to achieve any results. They were just the stone that threw stones and asked for directions."

"But at least retained most of our combat power."

Baili Yu said: "I remember most of the Tiger Army are sixth-level saints, and I'm afraid they are not our opponents."

Baili Yu saw that the situation was very good and she was in a good mood.

Only then did Liu Yutao feel the shortcomings of Baili Yu. Although the latter is a family saint and has more knowledge, his experience is still too simple.

Especially since he is not as indifferent as other saints.

This cannot be blamed on Baili Yu. Except for the family saints, the other saints have been glorious. Only the family saints have been suppressed by powerful family elders since they were born and cannot raise their heads.

All the gifts of fate have long been priced.
Chapter completed!