Although Ioskar is a bit greedy and can never control his eager little hands, he is not stupid enough to let the undead directly enter his hinterland.
The dimensional gate is of course one-way.
The tip of the spear held diagonally by the 'Thunder of the Battlefield' moved forward with an astonishing momentum.
Fortunately, no matter how many people are stuck on the tip of his spear, they will quickly turn into light and disappear.
However, this also reduced his intimidation a lot.
Although the grinning face showing a mouth full of big white teeth in the intertwined red, blue and white light is actually quite scary.
But let alone the undead, even the Moon Clan who killed a row of people by him were not frightened by him, but pounced directly on the 'War Thunder' without hesitation.
The Moon Clan actually understands the Knights better.
They knew very well that as long as the leader died, the momentum of the knights would be instantly reduced.
Therefore, no matter how many people die, they will still have the courage to rush upward... no matter how selfish they are, they will not retreat even if they fight.
Instead, he hopes to be the first to kill Thunder and become a turning point in the war.
Heroism is their everlasting love.
"Thunder can't hold on any longer." 'Nanfeng' put down the telescope in his hand, "Is it my turn to play?"
"Let me take a look... Well, you go down first and start again in 10 minutes." 'Xueyunfeng' looked at it for a while and then said, "Thunder and the others haven't used their ultimate move yet, so they haven't reached their limit yet.
When they have all trampled them collectively, you can set off with the knights in 1 minute.
Try not to let the Thunder kill too many people.
Um... Nanfeng, after all this time, do you still have a tacit understanding with your horse?
You must never change yourself into a pig!"
"If you miss, just say it." 'Nanfeng' didn't blink, and arranged the black gold cloak with flexible fingers. He raised his right hand and the dark gold roses carefully embroidered on the black cloak flashed a sharp light in the air. "The Duke just can't get out of this world.
Although he is not as capable as the Duchess, our Duke is actually the one who is best at stepping on others.
Do you really think your fox can handle it?
Haha~ You people from the Demon Cult won’t use your own elephant to take the blame for you, right?
He has a long nose, but he may not be stronger than my Duke.
Humph~be careful you end up turning into a dog-skin blanket!"
He finally sneered at the 'Xueyun Peak' twice before striding out...with his mighty cloak chasing the flying 'Nan Feng' behind him, he jumped straight down from the glass window that had become a plank road.
"No, what's wrong with Nang Feng? Doesn't the Heart Sutra make people calm? How come he sounds like a glaring King Kong?" 'Xue Yunfeng' hesitated and looked at the 'Perfect Bald Head' and the 'Old Sanda King' aside.
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"Well..." The 'perfect bald head' turned his face to one side and hesitated for a while before saying, "The Cunlu girl has started going to kindergarten, you know, right?"
"Huh?" The single guy 'Xue Yunfeng' didn't understand at all.
"Although I don't have much homework, I still need to start some elementary education with my children." 'Perfect Bald Head' lowered his head and whispered, "Cunlu used this task of yours to say that Buddhist scriptures and music are not suitable for children to listen to, so,
In the past few days, I have given all the family time with my children to Nangfeng.
Nanfeng...has been furious for several days.
Their little princess not only looks like Cun Xu, but her personality... hey, it looks like she was ripped off from her mother."
"Huh?" 'Xueyunfeng' scratched his head and continued to be confused, "They haven't officially started school yet, and they have this kind of virtue... How will they live in the days when 7 or 8-year-old dogs are disgusted?"
"Are you stupid?" the 'Old Sanda King' said calmly, "Now is the preschool stage, and the two of them have to solve the problems of their children by themselves, which makes them so painful.
When I get to school, I will leave it to the teacher!
They don't ask their girls to be at the top, as long as they don't have their parents sued for failing.
Cunlu and Nanfeng are both very smart, and their girls can't be that bad.
Anyway, when you officially enter school, all the pain will be due to your parents’ high demands. If you don’t have them, it doesn’t matter.”
'Xue Yunfeng' blinked desperately. He didn't understand this family model at all...but when he thought about it, his family didn't seem to care about his studies.
Completely ignoring that he had never been ranked second in the school, Xue Laogou naturally believed in the nonsense of the 'senior Sanda King'.
He picked up the telescope and said in a deep voice: "It's okay to lose your temper, but don't make things worse.
If we succeed this time, we won’t need to go out at all, we can get a steady stream of merit while sitting at home.”
"Aren't you still going to find farmhands for Linde?" Mobi Chenxin looked at Baron Kane who was looking around and asked with a smile.
"Ah~haha~ Getting on the pole is not a business. As long as we spread our reputation, people who can't survive will definitely come over." 'Xueyunfeng' said without changing his face.
Then he raised his eyebrows: "What do you think? Do you also want to grab the PVE family's job? Do you have that kind of patience?"
'Mo Bi Chen Xin' smiled slightly: "I really want to know how you managed to have such a good relationship with that group of people."
"Well..." 'Xueyunfeng' glanced at him, "Don't worry, they will never like you."
'Mobi Chenxin' blinked his eyes, feeling that he was being attacked inexplicably, but he couldn't figure out where it came from.
"The wind is blowing!" the 'Old Sanda King' stamped his feet anxiously, "When will those idiots come to die! Really, they are not active enough to die!"
This time, the knights who charged out in the same formation as the previous battlefield knights were obviously not the highest level, but they made people feel more imposing.
The black unicorn under them even the silver-gray horn seemed to exude a murderous light.
A black cloak is flying behind everyone, and the dark rose patterns of the same color exude an ominous black-red light.
The knight at the front who was also holding the flag of the Proud Sky Alliance was wearing black armor and a black cloak, which reflected a dark golden light in the sunlight.
Even, with his rapid charge, several illusory black and gold roses seemed to bloom on the fluttering cloak.
They also did not express their presence with arrogant roars like the War Domain family.
Just charge in silence.
Only the majestic sound of horse hooves and the vigorous beat of drums filled the air.
However, this strange rhythm did not last long. It crowded and collided with the panicked roars of the Moon Clan, forming a ridiculous variation.
The Moon Clan did not expect that even the Ten Thousand Knights and the Aotian Alliance could produce two, and they were completely different in style!
They would not be overwhelmed directly, but they were caught off guard, but they still failed to keep the already powerful knights led by 'War Thunder' in the formation, but let them rush out of the dimensional gate.
Area.
The Battlefield Knights, who had only lost half of their men, quickly turned around and prepared to go back to the city wall from the side to receive the priest's rescue.
This time, the Moon Clan did not show too much pressure. Even though they were torn apart by the impact of two knights, they still stubbornly stood in front of the dimensional gate, and were still trying to allocate some of their manpower to attack the other side.
The Knights of the Field.
After all, everyone knows that they have no fighting power anymore.
However, at this moment, a row of priests dressed in earth colors stood on the navy blue city wall. Their voices were clear and melodious, and the sacred prayers they sang were like countless raindrops hitting the rubble, windows, branches, and the ground.
Then just as the prayer reached its climax, a beautiful figure rose from the crowd.
There are white clouds at her feet, she wears gold in a high bun on her side, she holds a hibiscus in her bare hands, her colorful dress is trailing with streamers, and flying flowers are swirling around her.
Her beautiful lips parted slightly, and she chanted divine words together with the priests below.
The slender fingers waved lightly, and the streamers on the arms flew, and the slender thighs were vaguely visible in the wind.
Many Moon Clan people forgot about the pursuit for a moment and turned to look at the flying beauty on the clouds.
There seemed to be a little commotion even on the other side of the dimensional gate.
"Ah..." 'Xueyunfeng' knocked on the tablet, "No one over there in the desert will publicly say that Cunxu is the real number one beauty, right?"
"What are you talking about?" The 'Old Sanda King' turned to look at him sensitively.
"You can go up to your own cloud platform." 'Xueyunfeng' smiled slightly, "There is movement on the mountain road. Judging from their expressions, it seems that they were suddenly thrown in.
Otherwise, if they are all great sages, how can they still stagger through a timed teleportation?
Ha~
Some of them must be exaggerating.
Hey~ Feitian is really pure, lustful and fairy."
"Does Hill know?" the 'Old Sanda King' turned around and asked while stepping on the glass plank road.
"If you go slower, you'll probably have to wait and see how thin the layer cake can be."
The 'Old Sanda King' panicked for a moment, and she grabbed a rope hanging by the window... It was obvious that the rope was rising automatically, but the female pastor still tried to climb up on her own.
Of course, Hill also discovered these thrown out great sages in time, and fairly gave them time to sort themselves out.
Then, with a smile on his face and a few exclamations, he rushed down from the clouds.