It must be said that King Wuyun was quite foresighted.
When we made an agreement with the Beast King, we made it clear that the Beast Clan could kill the Four Kings, but they were not allowed to pursue them thousands of miles away.
Thousands of miles away, it is already considered a human-controlled area, and there are already humans.
If the beast tide is allowed to enter, it is very likely to endanger human safety.
Of course, even if the beast tide moves out within thousands of miles, there is still a long way to go before the real gathering place of humans.
But even if there is a considerable distance, the military cannot let it go.
After all, the military's duty is to protect this place, so how can they allow the beasts to attack?
Almost when the orcs were about to cross the distance of thousands of miles, the military's long-dormant kings came forward one after another.
Eighty kings, each leading dozens of eighth-level beings, charged towards the beast tide.
For a time, it was impossible to resist the beast tide, and the losses were heavy.
This battle did not last long, because the birds had already passed on the news, and the beast kings who were monitoring Wuyun City sent out with their eighth-level blood beasts.
"Humans who do not obey the agreement should be killed."
There was a beast king roaring, but he obviously lacked confidence and seemed to be injured.
King Wu Yun looked at nearly twenty beast kings and nearly four hundred eighth-level blood beasts from a distance, and smiled coldly.
In turn, all Level 6 and Level 7 people, with the help of Level 8 and King Feng, carried out a large-scale harvest. Without pursuing them, they all returned to Wuyun City and defended the city.
And those who followed King Wuyun out of the city were all eighth-level and king-titled beings.
"Hmph, it's obvious that you broke the contract first and stepped out of thousands of miles of territory. You still said that we broke the contract. This is nonsense." King Wuyun led eighty kings and seven to eight hundred and eight level beings poured out of Wuyun City.
The situation is so majestic that even if the beast tribe can mobilize a level 6 or 7 beast tide not far away, it will only end in death. Even if the military cannot resist it and openly retreats, who can stop it.
"We are hunting down the murderers of our clan's Holy Lord. You know this, and it also reduces your opponents."
One of the beast kings grinned, obviously unwilling, because they did not want to speak softly to humans: "How about this, wait for the leader to return and let him explain to you."
When they come back, will they use their hands to deal with us?
We've waited so long, isn't it just for now?
I'm still waiting for you to come back. I think it's too much.
Many people in the military feel that this is a good time to fight.
It would be foolish to not be sure.
war.
Following a sharp shout from King Wu Yun, it goes without saying that the eight-level and Feng Wang beings collectively moved.
Even if the Beast King disguises himself well, it can still be seen that he is injured.
Although there are many eighth-level blood beasts, many of them are not in full body condition.
The most eye-catching thing is that there are many blood beasts with backpacks on them, and many of those styles are human backpacks.
In other words, most of them come from the lost subordinates of the Four Kings, which in itself is a great wealth.
How can I be worthy of myself if I don't take advantage of your illness to kill you?
The scale of the charge and killing of eighty kings should not be underestimated.
However, even though the military had an advantage in terms of the number of crowned kings, they still did not dare to separate them arbitrarily. They were divided into groups of four, and a certain distance was maintained between the groups.
Even if twenty beast kings act together, eighty kings can instantly gather and fight.
Naturally, Mo Tian did not appear in the battle to seal the king. He was among a group of eighth-level warriors.
Naturally, the ones closest to him are not level eight, but are truly crowned kings, and they have all swallowed the middle-grade Spirit-Reinforcing Pill.
These people have not shown the power of being crowned kings in the previous battles, and have not appeared in the information of all parties. Naturally, no one believes that they can be crowned kings.
In the last battle, Mo Tian behaved a little strangely. The moment the battle started, there were naturally many people in the beast herd looking for him.
Unfortunately, before going on stage, Mo Tian used the talisman he got from Mo Gantai to not only change his aura, but also his appearance.
Even the Beast King can only detect clues if he stands within ten meters of him.
But which beast king can appear within ten meters of him?
Mo Tian made a hand seal with both hands. His figure was not fast. To be precise, he did not have extraordinary speed. After all, this was a Soul Dao clone and could not use martial arts body skills.
It was a strong man who was good at speed who led him to run wildly.
The speed of the King-Sealing Powerful One is naturally faster than the eighth-level blood beast, and he can easily rush into the eighth-level beast tide.
Mo Tian's palm kept turning. His soul power was not weaker than an eighth-level warrior, and his strength was even comparable to that of a newly promoted king.
Soul Seal.
Almost every time Mo Tian made a move, an eighth-level blood beast was frozen. Mo Tian instantly appeared in front of the frozen level eight blood beast, and gently tapped the blood beast's eyebrows with his finger.
Suddenly, a mysterious light invisible to the naked eye passed through Mo Tian's fingers, entered Mo Tian's body, and wandered around his limbs.
And the eyes of this eighth-level blood beast, which had absorbed most of its soul, were filled with confusion.
Mo Tian didn't bother to kill the eighth-level being who was handed over directly to the military. As long as he didn't make a big move, the blood beast wouldn't be able to detect him in a short time.
While fighting along the way, Mo Tian absorbed 70% of the souls of ten eighth-level blood beasts, which was equivalent to absorbing the entire souls of six blood beasts.
In this way, Mo Tian stopped his further actions, his soul was indestructible, and his soul body was constantly distorted. Soon these souls were consumed by the body, and Mo Tian became even more energetic.
"Kill the Beast King."
Almost when everyone was looking forward to seeing what happened, they finally heard Mo Tian's words.
There are ten kings around Mo Tian. They followed Mo Tian in the last battle and obtained the soul power of the Beast King.
Refining the soul of the Beast King naturally brought them a lot of benefits.
But later, because I had just been promoted, I was unable to absorb too much and gave up the great opportunity.
After swallowing the middle-grade spirit-strengthening pill, the ten people's cultivation has been deeply consolidated, and their accumulation is not small.
If there is a lot of soul power provided, plus the remaining power of the Spiritual Strengthening Pill, it will definitely be able to reach a higher level.
These ten people had been pretending to be level eight in the last battle, and even in the end they did not reveal their cultivation level.
Now that the battle started again, ten people had to pretend to be level eight and deal with level eight blood beasts. They couldn't kill them in large numbers, and they would have died of suffocation long ago.
When they heard that Mo Tian was going to kill King Feng, everyone went crazy.
Soon, the eleven people set their sights on the Snake King not far away.
This snake king is not simple, he has the cultivation level of the early ninth level, but he seems to be severely injured, a little depressed, and entangled by two kings.
"No, doesn't it mean that these are newly promoted kings? They don't look like it."
The Snake King couldn't help but think about it. It was originally very powerful, but it was injured in the battle with the four kings.
Even so, it will not look at some newly promoted kings.
But the two kings in front of them had obviously spent three to five years in the realm of kings, otherwise how could they block its attacks.
The first three to five years of practice and accumulation for a newly promoted king are extremely important. Only with real accumulation can the true ability of the king be demonstrated.
"Snake King, I am here."
Almost when the Snake King turned his gaze elsewhere, wanting to see the strength of other military kings, Mo Tiansen's cold voice came over.