Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh mountains kneeling clothes
"boom!!!"
He Chen's power of chaos is full of opposing energies such as black and white, good and evil, etc. It is naturally several levels higher than the old man's telekinesis.
The old man could usually hypnotize many people easily, but when he encountered He Chen's power of chaos, he was like an egg against a stone.
It breaks when touched.
"snort."
He Chen let out a cold snort, and the power of chaos rushed over, like a gray arrow.
The old man moved his cloudy eyes to block He Chen's attack, and that hypnotic power surged from his body.
However, after encountering the power of chaos, it was like butter meeting a hot knife, it was easily cut apart.
"puff--"
The old man spurted out a large mouthful of blood and said in a shrill voice, "Dream-inducing tapir!"
The dream-inducing tapir screamed and traced mysterious traces in the air with its two hands.
Skill - mental strength!
The red mental force surged out and shot towards He Chen's chaotic power like a torrent, but it was still vulnerable to a single blow.
The old man's mouth was bleeding, and he used his hypnotic power again, and finally he was able to dissolve the arrow formed by He Chen's chaotic power.
Just one attack left them unable to resist, and there was a trace of horror in the old man's eyes.
And when He Chen fought back, Xiao Bai was not idle either.
The swallowing beast spat out dark green and purple-black poison in its mouth, and the old woman did the same. With a wave of her hand, she spit out all kinds of colorful things.
Poison, extremely poisonous!
The poison in the old woman's hand attached to the Devouring Beast's attack, adding poison to poison.
He Chen had no doubt that even Aunt Hua might not be able to detoxify this kind of poison.
However, the poison is coming fiercely, and Xiaobai is not to be outdone.
"What-"
Xiaobai flapped his huge wings briskly, and then danced in the air.
Skill - Butterfly Dance!
When the venom was about to arrive, Xiaobai flapped his wings fiercely.
Skill - Fierce Storm!
Other Bada butterflies caused violent storms, wind, sand and rocks.
And Xiaobai...
I saw those venom blowing back directly, and the violent wind seemed to have become a natural disaster hurricane. Some trees were blown up by their roots, and huge rocks were blown away.
Under Xiaobai, it seems like the end of the world.
At this time, the dream-inducing tapir and the old man had just resisted He Chen's counterattack, but before they could recover, they were blown backwards by Xiaobai's violent wind, breaking several big trees.
"Vulnerable."
He Chen was a little disappointed.
The hidden strength and trump cards of the two giant tribes are only to this extent.
It was far inferior to the feeling brought to him by the meat witches and ice witches of Xuan Cang and Chenhe tribes on the Arctic ice sheet.
It is not as mysterious as the Water Witch's force-removing force, not as powerful as the Sun Witch, and not as powerful as the trump card of all the giant tribes He Chen has seen.
Perhaps, in the final analysis, I have grown up... He Chen was silent, then raised his hand towards the dream-inducing tapir and the old man and shook it empty-handedly.
A pressure suddenly appeared around the old man.
"I surrender! Morning Witch! I..."
The old man coughed up blood and screamed in panic. The dream-inducing tapir also waved its limbs randomly to exert telekinesis, but was easily crushed by He Chen.
"late."
He Chen was very disappointed, not only with the character of these two people, but also with the weakness of these two overlord elves.
This kind of poison and hypnotic ability is suitable for Yin people and sneak attacks, but it is not suitable for being the main force on the battlefield to fight against Deoxys.
In addition, both of them succumbed to his power, rather than following him in order to practice their own ideas like Uncle Yang and others.
There is no need to keep these two enemies who have harmed the people of the wilderness.
"Pfft!!!"
He Chen was speechless, his eyes were indifferent and he directly crushed the Dream-Ying Tapir and the Witch of the Dream-Ying Tribe.
On the other side, the old woman had just recovered from Xiaobai's fierce wind. She was so horrified when she saw this that she screamed and got into the mouth of the Devouring Beast.
The beady eyes of the Devouring Beast erupted with an astonishing desire to survive, and its body turned into a ball, trying to roll away and escape.
"Xiao Bai, kill them, I'll go back first."
He Chen didn't bother to look, these two were weaker.
He rushed back first, arranged for the people of these two giant tribes, and demoted them all into slaves. He also wanted to thank the tribes in the southwest mountains for supporting the wilderness.
"What-"
Xiaobai responded and chased after the rolling ball, while He Chen flew towards the battlefield.
………
Between the mountains, there are people all up and down, but they are clearly divided into two sides.
In some places, there were mottled bloodstains on trees, sand and rocks, and some broken limbs and broken arms had no one to take care of them. There were dead and injured everywhere within a radius of ten miles.
The weak-willed are crying and groaning.
Wails filled the field.
At this moment, He Chen came.
"Morning Witch! The Morning Witch is here!"
"Where's the witch? Where's our witch?"
"what happened?"
The battlefield was a mess, filled with joy and sorrow.
"I have killed the witches from the Dream-inducing Tribe and the Poison Tribe!"
He Chen came here, stood in the air and gave a light drink.
"boom!!"
The scene exploded even more.
The witches of the two tribes, who were guarded by overlord-level monsters, were actually dead!
"No...Witch!"
"Impossible! Impossible!"
"Kill you!"
"Sulip, be mentally strong!"
"Mud bomb!"
Attacks came one after another, but He Chen waved the attacks away.
Then he covered his whole body with the power of chaos, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
The die-hard loyalists of the two giant tribes cannot be retained, otherwise even if they become slaves, they will eventually rebel.
The power of chaos covers the whole body forming a thin film.
He Chen took this opportunity to continue imitating Qiu's fighting style.
Qiu usually concentrates his strength on his limbs, and then goes up to defeat the enemy with punches and kicks.
And He Chen's power is far greater than Qiu.
I saw He Chen rushing to a Yongjira that was attacking him, raising his fair and delicate but muscular arm, with the power of chaos swirling around it.
One punch!
"Pfft——"
Before it even came into contact with Yongjira, its head was crushed to pieces by the chaotic power of the spiral.
At the same time, He Chen twisted his waist and moved his left leg like a gourd, kicking the person next to him into a "scum".
The next moment, He Chen's body was like a ghost, flashing behind a strong woman, sweeping his palms, a ferocious head flying up, and trampling to death the Overlord Flower next to him.
He Chen's body flashed around the battlefield, killing the elves who attacked him and those who disobeyed him.
After a while, nearly fifty people were killed.
The people from the Mengmeng Tribe and the Poison Tribe felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling chilled all over.
"Drop your weapons, kneel on the ground, or die..."
He Chen's body suddenly appeared in the air and stood in the air. There was no trace of blood on his body and his eyes were indifferent.
"Boom..."
No one reacted at first, but one person dropped the stone spear in his hand and knelt on the ground.