When the Prince of the Ming tribe heard this, he felt bloody, as if he had seen his own monarchy, but he was only hesitant. He no longer hesitated and agreed with the plan of the second elder.
"Okay, deal with them with the Ming Army."
"Clean their strength first, and then we shot again and slaughter them one by one."
"In short, all kill all, don't leave live!"
The corner of the prince of the Hades raised a very proud arc, and slowly raised his hands. Suddenly, the space ring on his middle finger flickered with a strange glory.
"open!"
The prince of the Ming tribe waved gently, and there were countless illusions of light and shadow in the ring. These light and shadows quickly condensed in the air and turned into tall and appalling figures.
They are dressed in dark armor, holding sharp spears in their hands, and the flickering of the cold killing intention.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of people were neatly arranged on this empty battlefield, like a black Great Wall cast by steel, exuding the chilling gloomy killing air.
There is no doubt that this is the Ming army!
Ye Qiu's pupils shrank sharply and opened the eyes quietly, and the eyes were carefully observed by the torch.
Soon, he found a strangeness.
Although these Ming soldiers are tall and neat, their eyes are empty, without the slightest emotional fluctuations, and there is no trace of the breath of the gods in their bodies.
They are like killing machines controlled by some mysterious power. The only mission is killing.
This is very similar to Luo Han, which is a monk in Lingshan.
However, the number of soldiers far exceeds Luohan.
Moreover, these soldiers are repaired as high and low, among which there are many strong people in the realm of saints.
"This ... how is this!" The butterfly standing beside Ye Qiu's face became pale instantly, and his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of terror.
Ziyang Tianzun also saw the strangeness of the Ming Army, saying, "This is a army without Yuanshen, it is not easy!"
Everyone's face was dignified, and an indescribable uneasy in their hearts.
Faced with such a terrorist army like a tide, they felt like they were like a lone boat in the wind, and they might be swallowed ruthlessly at any time.
Seeing this, the Prince of the Ming tribe laughed with a madness: "Ye Changsheng, I have to see, how long can you support it in front of such a army!"
By the way, he waved his sleeves and drank: "One will not stay!"
With the order of the Prince of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Army has taken a neat step, like a black torrent, rushing towards Ye Qiu and others.
The spear in their hands raised high, and the cold light flickered, as if to tear everything in front of them.
"Senior, hurry up and break the big array!" Changmei is realistic: "As long as we break the guardian of the Ming tribe, we can capture the heads of the thief.
Just then——
"Master, I'm going to try the power of the Nether Clan's Clan-protecting Formation."
Niu Dali's voice rang in everyone's ears, and the loud voice was full of fearless momentum.
Then, Niu Dali kicked the ground with both feet, and his whole body rose into the sky like a cannonball, bringing with it a strong air current and galloping towards the Nether Clan's protective formation.
The muscles all over Niu Dali's body bulged high, and each piece seemed to contain infinite power. His eyes were wide open, staring closely at the Nether Clan's protective formation, his eyes revealing firm determination.
The moment he approached the formation, he performed the first form of the Herculean Fist.
"A little test of your skills!"
Niu Dali clenched his right fist, a faint layer of multicolored light gathered on his fist, and he blasted towards the formation with an unstoppable momentum.
"boom!"
A loud noise was heard, and the fist wind collided violently with the clan guardian formation, erupting into a burst of dazzling light.
However, when the light dissipated, everyone discovered that the Nether Clan's clan-protecting formation only made a small circle of ripples, and soon returned to calm, like a calm lake.
Niu Dali's powerful punch did not cause any substantial damage to him.
"Huh, you do have some skills!"
Niu Dali snorted coldly, but instead of showing any intention of shrinking, his eyes ignited an even stronger fighting spirit.
He took a deep breath, adjusted his condition, and then performed the second form of the Herculean Fist.
"A drop in the bucket!"
This time, he struck with both fists at the same time, and the colorful light on his fists became more intense, like two golden suns, hitting the clan-protecting formation with an overwhelming force.
"Boom!"
Loud noises sounded one after another, as if nine mountains were hitting the formation at the same time, and the huge impact shook the surrounding air.
However, the Nether Clan's clan-protecting formation was still as stable as a mountain, but the light on the surface flickered a few times before returning to calm. The degree of solidity exceeded everyone's imagination.
"Depend on!"
Niu Dali gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his forehead, and his chest heaved violently. It was obvious that the full force attack of the first two punches had consumed a lot of his energy, but the belief in his heart became stronger.
"kill!"
Niu Dali shouted loudly and unleashed the third punch of Hercules Fist.
"Bullshit!"
This time, Niu Dali's body was surrounded by a layer of violent colorful energy. His entire body seemed to be wrapped in this energy, like a mad god descending.
He jumped up high, crossed his fists, and smashed down towards the clan-protecting formation with thunderous force.
This punch gathered all his strength, and the space where the punch passed was destroyed.
"boom--"
A deafening loud noise resounded across the sky, and the whole world seemed to be shaking. The powerful energy impact caused countless cracks to appear in the void, continuously spreading outward.
However, the Nether Clan's clan-protecting formation remained motionless, as if Niu Dali's series of attacks were just tickling it.
Niu Dali slowly landed on the ground, breathing rapidly, with a look of exhaustion on his face, but there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, and he murmured: "Damn, how can it be so strong..."
The Prince of the Underworld stood in front of the main hall and saw Niu Dali's attack to no avail, with a proud smile on his face.
"Hahaha, you just want to break through our Nether Clan's protective formation? It's simply a fool's errand!"
His laughter was full of sarcasm and disdain.
The high priest echoed from the side, with a look of gloating on his face, and said: "The clan protection formation was the hard work of Emperor Hades back then. How can you, a fool, shake it so easily?"
The second elder laughed wildly: "Ye Changsheng, if you know what's going on, please arrest him as soon as possible. Maybe I can ask His Highness the Crown Prince to leave you a whole body."
"Fuck you!" Niu Dali suddenly cursed, and then he raised his arm, only to see that he was holding a small jade sword in his palm.