The pungent smell of blood fills the air, hundreds of corpses of wild people are lying on the ground, and the black-armored army is finishing. This is a small tribe among the wild people, and even the sacrifice souls they worship have only three hundred years of cultivation.<
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Of course, under the attack of the black armored cavalry, this tribe has now become a thing of the past.
Phew, the eagle's eyes were sharp and it caught something strange. The flaming eagle swooped down and grabbed a black snake hidden under the grass.
The black snake is not big, about the thickness of a thumb, and has no demonic aura on it. It looks like an ordinary wild snake.
"Another one?"
Looking at the black snake brought back by the Flame Eagle, Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly.
The snake is indeed very ordinary, and there is no evil spirit on it, but it has just experienced a battle here. The beast is sensitive and timid by nature. Normal snakes, insects, rats and ants should have run away long ago. How can they still stay here?
And this is not the first one.
"Looks like I'm being targeted. It's interesting."
"Kill all the prisoners, throw away all unnecessary things, and let's go."
With thoughts swirling in his mind, Zhang Chun gave the order.
Hearing this, Liu Er let out an ape roar, and the next moment, the two hundred black-armored troops who were once again replenished responded one after another, processing the prisoners as quickly as possible and completing the assembly.
Rumbling, the ground roared, a fire burned away all the residue, and the black armored cavalry quickly moved away.
About an hour later, hundreds of wolf riders came from a distance.
Riding on the back of the dire wolf, looking at the tribe of wild people turned into a piece of scorched earth, Wan Yanwu, the first warrior of the Black Snake Tribe, had a gloomy face.
"Sir, everyone is dead, no one is alive."
The exploring soldiers returned and reported the situation to Wanyanwu.
Hearing this, Wanyanwu's face became even more ugly.
"My lord, we have determined the direction in which they will leave."
The snake message came out of his mouth, and based on the traces left at the scene and his own magic, a black snake warrior confirmed the direction in which the black armored knight left.
"Chase!"
Pulling the reins, without any hesitation, Wanyanwu issued the order.
At the sound of the wind, hundreds of wolf riders quickly moved away. Their level of sophistication was beyond the comparison of ordinary wild people.
The black smoke was like pillars, and the breeze brought the heat. I followed all the way and saw this scene again. Wanyanwu looked indifferent, but there was an extremely cold murderous intention surging in his eyes.
"They are provoking."
Riding on the back of the dire wolf, looking at the tribe of wild people ignited by flames, Wanyan Wu spoke calmly without any disturbance, but the wild warriors who were familiar with him knew that he was really angry.
"Feed dire wolf boiling blood pills."
Withdrawing his gaze, Wanyanwu issued the order.
Hearing this, some warriors wanted to say something, but after meeting Wanyan Wu's cold gaze, they finally lowered their heads silently.
Boiling Blood Pill is a secret medicine unique to the Black Snake Tribe. After taking it, dire wolves will greatly increase their strength and speed in a short period of time, even comparable to some demon wolves that have just turned into demons. But when the effect of the medicine wears off, these dire wolves will all
Died because of boiling blood.
Howl, the low howl of wolves echoed in the mountains, venting their violence and making the beasts fearful.
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On a hill, two hundred black armors were arrayed in silence.
After running for six days and picking off four tribes in a row, if they had not been supported by elixirs, even if they were warriors, they would have collapsed long ago, but the blood and fire brought not only fatigue, but also tempering.
At this moment, the murderous intention in their hearts has accumulated to a certain limit, and a momentum belonging to them has begun to take shape.
Riding on the back of a red-maned flowing cloud horse, wearing fish-scale cold light armor, holding the Overlord's formation-breaking gun, looking into the distance, Liu Er looked impatient.
It was at this time that hundreds of birds flew out of the mountains and forests in the distance.
Evil aura billowed, and malice rushed toward his face. Looking at the hundreds of wolf riders rushing towards him, Liu Er's eyes suddenly lit up, and he knew that the person he was waiting for had finally arrived.
"Waiting for work? Being condescending? I don't know."
Riding on the tall dire wolf, looking at the two hundred black armors arrayed on the hill, Wanyanwu's heart was full of disdain. In terms of bravery, how could weak humans compare with tribal warriors?
"Kill them all."
With a wave of his hand, Wanyanwu issued the order.
Hearing this, the wolves roared in response, and even faster, they charged towards the black-armored cavalry.
Seeing such a scene, the six-eared Lei Gong showed a ferocious smile on his face.
Raising the gun, two hundred black armors followed each other, like a whole body, clamping the horse's belly, six ears and one horse rushed out at the lead.
Rumbling, the earth roared, and two black torrents were about to collide. At this moment, with the blessing of the will of two hundred people, the long-established momentum exploded, and the six ears roared loudly.
Roar, fighting against the heaven and the earth, showing their unruly and unrivaled domineering pressure. Under the impact, the wolf riders of the Black Snake Tribe suddenly fell on their backs. Many people had blood flowing from their mouths and noses, their eyes were wide open, and they were frightened to death.
, which even includes several tribal warriors fused with demon blood.
And if people were like this, let alone those dire wolves, they fell to the ground one after another. For a while, the seemingly elite wolf riders of the Black Snake tribe became wheat in the field, just waiting for the black armored riders to harvest.
But at this moment, he punched the out-of-control dire wolf to death, and his auras merged into one. Looking at the black-armored cavalry sweeping in like a torrent, Wanyanwu's face was as gloomy as water, and the energy all over his body boiled, and he aimed at the black-armored cavalry.
, suddenly punched out.
Buzz, the air exploded, and the force was released. A black fist like a substance formed in the air, blasting towards the black-armored army with an unstoppable attitude.
At this moment, there was a chill in the hearts of all the black-armored soldiers, as if death was right in front of them.
Hey, I sensed the danger, and my five hundred and sixty years of cultivation were undoubtedly evident. With the blessing of various methods, the shadows of three wild bulls appeared behind me. They took advantage of the strength on the horse and jumped up, turning into spears.
The stick was wrapped with black and red power, and Liu Er took the initiative to meet that fist mark.
At the same time, under the command of Liu Er, the black-armored army divided into two groups like running water and spread naturally to both sides.
Rumbling, the force exploded, setting off a wall of air waves. After a brief stalemate, Liu Er's figure flew out upside down.
Huh, the bronze-like brilliance on his body dimmed to the extreme. Looking at the formation-breaking Overlord Spear with its pitted and broken aura in his hand, Liu Er's face showed a trace of solemnity.
Although this Overlord's formation-breaking gun is only a low-grade magic weapon, it is blessed by his strength and should not be damaged so easily. All this is just because the opponent's strength is weird.
"It's really interesting that you can also do martial arts."
Looking at Liu Er who was steady, a bright light suddenly flashed in Wanyanwu's eyes, and he saw something very similar to himself in Liu Er.
"But I will still beat you to death."
The fiery demonic energy burned blazingly, and the force like flowing water surrounded it. The ground exploded, and Wanyan Wu struck Liu Er with a palm print.
On the hill, watching such a scene, Zhang Chunyi narrowed his eyes slightly.