The mercenaries were bleeding, and a large area fell in the front row.
The sudden change made the mercenaries cautious, stopped their attack, and retreated violently.
"what happened!"
The three major mercenary groups including the Barbarian King shouted loudly.
And at this time.
The clouds tore apart, and hundreds of helicopters emerged. Then, as if they were dropping bombs, figures jumped out of the helicopters.
In the blink of an eye, there were already three to five thousand people.
The mercenaries who were originally murderous suddenly withered; the three main groups of the Barbarian King were frightened because they felt it very intuitively——
not simple!
These people are all great masters, just like wild beasts.
It's not over yet. The number of helicopters is still increasing, and thousands more people have jumped out. Finally, the main peak of Qingcheng Mountain was occupied.
Densely dense and black.
Tens of thousands of masters gathered together, and their momentum gathered together, turning into an invisible terrifying beast that roared and captured people's hearts.
"this!"
The three great regiments of the Barbarian King trembled.
The mercenaries were also cold and did not dare to move.
Xiao Wenkang, Yao Qi and others were stunned, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, but reality did not give them a chance to breathe——
"kill!"
A thunderous shout.
On the top of the mountain to the west, a majestic figure appeared. Luo Hu's eyes were shining brightly as he looked here, and at the same time, 30,000 mercenaries emerged.
"Da Luotian, report in!"
Rahu yelled.
Xiao Wenkang and the others were completely stunned, while King Man and the three other group managers were pale in color and their legs were weak.
Daluotian!!
This is the number one mercenary organization in the mercenary world, and everyone knows about it.
"That's... Da Da Luo God."
The barbarian king's lips were trembling.
Without any hesitation or any thought, he knelt down, and the other two regiment leaders also prostrated themselves on the ground; the three thousand mercenaries behind dropped their weapons and fell to the ground.
"Whoa!"
Before it ended, a murderous aura shot through the sky on the mountaintop to the east.
Countless killers are like ghosts, occupying the plains, heights and mountains.
On the top of the mountain.
Thirty gold medals and one hundred silver medals are lined up.
In front of them, Krishna held up a dagger engraved with the pattern of Krishna's organization and shouted:
"Heitian Group, report in!"
"Whoa!"
On the southern hilltop, tens of thousands of horses also appeared.
A three-meter-tall man crushed the boulder, beat his chest, and said in a thunderous voice: "Kuzhanmen, come and report!"
"boom!"
On the top of the mountain in the north, a red cloud emerged, filling half of the sky.
Then, in the sight, one after another the women in red were enchanting and graceful. The woman at the head was very charming, dressed in red, with long fiery red hair that reached her waist.
"Wanhua Palace, come and report!"
Men and horses appeared on the four mountaintops of the southeast, northwest, and southeast, their energy shattering the sky and overwhelming the world.
And on the plains.
Countless battle teams also appeared. Each team, ranging from tens of thousands to several thousand, converged into a torrent, surrounding the Xiao family, Huang family and Yao Qi's people.
It lasted for a full quarter of an hour.
Finally, it was quiet.
But the hearts of Xiao Wenkang and others could not be calm, but were in turbulent waves and turned upside down.
What happened?
Why did so many people appear all of a sudden?
Except for the four major mountains, there are 100,000 people on the plain alone, and they only have 50,000.
What's even scarier is.
The people at the top of the Four Mountains and the main peak of Qingcheng Mountain are all masters of terror, capable of fighting one against ten.
Calculating this, a combat strength of three to four hundred thousand, plus a hundred thousand troops in the plains...
There are probably——
Five hundred thousand combat power!
Xiao Wenkang staggered, his mouth opened wide, and his breathing became rapid.
Half a million?
What a concept!
He only has 50,000, a tenfold difference. These are all... Ye Fan's people?