In this world, the wilderness pioneer team basically has a professional commander. The ability of the commander is also the key to ensuring the survival ability of the entire team. |2

Mao Xiaofang, the old patriarch who lived 250 years old, led his entire family to work hard in the wilderness for many years. His command ability can definitely rank among the top three in the entire Dafang Ruins.

Compared with Mao Xiaofang, the commander-in-chief of the cultivator army who resisted the beast tide, the temporary commander of the Sanhe Gang seemed to be much more pediatric. Although the command ability of the hunchback was also very excellent, it could only be in the middle and upper reaches of the Dafang Ruins. It is absolutely impossible to compare with Mao Xiaofang, the old man spirit.

If you have to compare it, it would be like a large army, where Mao Xiaofang's command ability is at the command level and can command the three armies.

The camel is only equivalent to the command ability of the general level, and can only lead a team to fight alone, and its ability is still a little worse than that of the commander.

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At this moment, the people from the Sanhe Gang were also mixed in the army of martial artists. By this time of battle, the number of casualties and losses were greatly lost. The original more than 200 people have now been reduced to less than 100.

If it weren't for the hunchback's outstanding command ability, I'm afraid the remaining 100 people would not be able to be protected. After all, the Sanhe Gang's people are at the level of mid-level martial arts practitioners, and they are actually not much different from cannon fodder under the attack of beast tide.

In fact, among the 40,000 monks in the wilderness that resisted the beast tide, all the intermediate warriors were cannon fodder, and the casualties were the largest, accounting for almost 30 to 40%. The combat damage rate of high-level warriors was relatively smaller, and they were less than half a century for the time being.

"Retreat there! Retreat quickly..."

At this time, when Turtle saw the crisis, he quickly made an order to retreat. At the same time, he asked foreign aid Bai Xiaotian and Bai Jufei: "Two, please help block the three-headed sixth-level radial beasts rushing towards the east... We can't deal with it. If we rush over, we may be destroyed."

"Okay!" Bai Xiaotian and Bai Jufei nodded. Although it was difficult to face the three-headed, sixth-level radial beasts and a large group of beasts when the beast tide was coming, people could not only consider themselves, but also think about it for everyone.

Afterwards, with two high-level soldiers, Bai Xiaotian and Bai Jufei as cover, the team of more than 100 people from the Sanhe Gang finally retreated to a relatively safe place. This place is not far from the entrance and exit of the ruined city, and the surrounding area is densely filled with people returning from the front line. They are repositioning according to the surrounding environment, waiting for the beast tide to come.

Bai Xiaotian and Bai Jufei, who were almost surrounded by the beast tide, began to retreat together after the remaining members of the Sanhe Gang successfully broke out of sight.

One of the two was at the peak of high-level warriors and the other was at the middle stage of high-level warriors. So after helping each other, they barely emerged from the siege of beasts and avoided the pursuit of those high-level radial beasts.

At this time, the two of them continued to retreat while looking back. Seeing the dense tide of beasts behind them, they couldn't help but have a headache. They didn't know how many more troops of the 40,000 martial arts cultivators in Dafang Ruins could be left after a battle of beasts.

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The hand-to-hand battle between the martial artist and the beast tide continued, and at this time, high-level warriors began to die. Of course, the number of high-level radial beasts was even greater.

After the army of martial artists paid more than 100 high-level warriors and more than 2,000 intermediate-level warriors, the explosion of the fifth wave of beast tide was completely suppressed, and the radial beasts on the beast tide had at least 70,000 to 80,000 corpses. The corpses around the ruins had already flowed into a river of blood, almost piled up into a mountain of corpses.

The gamma-ray cannon energy "sixth-level crystal core" in Dafang Ruins has been consumed. Fortunately, more than 100 more were added on the battlefield. However, this little shell may not be able to resist the next sixth wave of beast tide line to continue to advance, so now everyone in the entire army of martial artists is feeling uneasy. This time, Dafang Ruins underground city may not be able to stop it.

After all, until now, no one has seen the beast king who controls the beast tide appear. If the beast king does not show up, how many waves will be there in this beast tide burst... No one knows very well. If one or two more waves are exploded, the underground city of Dafang Ruins is likely to fall.

However, they did not know that in the other direction of the wilderness, the battle of fate about this Dafang Ruins was about to begin.

The two protagonists in the battle, one is naturally Qin Lang, a city's number one master recognized by martial artists, and the other is the beast king Moka, the beast tide.

This place is the center of the wilderness. Unexpectedly, there are no other creatures in the surrounding ten miles except the two protagonists. It seems that Mocha has already sent out all the radial beasts for the battle between the two sides, and at the same time, it also creates a good combat environment for both sides.

After all, other radial beasts in the battle of Qin Lang and Mocha cannot get involved. If they surround them, they will only be affected by the aftermath of the battle, and the loss will not be worth the effort.

After Qin Lang stood still, he looked at the beast king in front of him coldly. Mocha could not tell what kind of beast mutation it was. This big guy was twenty feet tall, his skin was orange, and he walked upright like a human, but he had a devilish face.

It looks like a devil crawling out of hell, and he holds a huge big stick in his hand. I don’t know what material the big stick is made of, with a diameter of 20 cm and a length of more than ten meters, almost like a cement electric pole.

"Damn human...you're finally here, very good..."

Mocha's spiritual fluctuations came, just like he was talking in Qin Lang's ears, his voice was male and very low.

This big guy is actually a descendant of an ancient species, Evil Eye Tyrant in the cultivation world. Legend has it that Evil Eye Tyrant is an ancient monster with 365 compound eyes on his body. Each compound eye can emit temptation light when staring at the enemy, and can enslave and control creatures with lower levels of species than it. It is a very difficult and terrifying monster.

Mocha's appearance is actually different from the evil-eyed tyrant, but he only has a hint of the evil-eyed tyrant's bloodline.

This big guy only has a pair of eyes as big as a copper bell. The light emitted from the eyes of the copper bell is like a searchlight. The light is also orange and has the ability to tempt light. If other martial artists are swept by this tempting light, they will definitely be dizzy and then controlled.

But at Qin Lang's level, Mocha's temptation light has failed. After all, Qin Lang's cultivation strength is not weaker than the descendants of this ancient monster, so how could he be controlled by temptation?

"Yes, I'm here."

Qin Lang nodded and said lightly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense! Fight and make the blood heat up..."

Looking at such an opponent with similar strength as his own, Mocha was also full of fighting spirit. The ancient monster evil-eyed tyrant was born for battle and was born to be a battle crazier, so Mocha, who has a trace of bloodline, also loves fighting and is extremely bloodthirsty.

Seeing Mocha's body expanding again, and the aura area that was close to the eighth-level monster's monster exploded, Qin Lang's expression couldn't help but become solemn.

The eighth-level monster is almost close to the level of great perfection in the late stage of the God Transformation. If Mocha is an eighth-level monster, Qin Lang will not be qualified to fight with him at all.

Fortunately, Mocha is only close to the eighth level. Qin Lang is confident that he can restrain the beast king by relying on his own cultivation and many treasures.

Brush brush...

Three Life Sword Decision...Sword Qi splits!

One minute, two minute, three minute, three minute, countless, dense sword energy arranged in the air, attacked Mocha directly. The sword energy 66 continued to form a long line. It seemed that Qin Lang's understanding and application of sword energy had reached a higher level during this period, otherwise it would not have been possible to achieve this level.

Facing the sword energy rain that Qin Lang attacked, Mocha was not afraid, and rushed forward and rushed forward. When the sword energy passed through its body, it had a burning effect, making a sizzling sound on the surface of the body.

But the next moment, Mocha's body turned from real to virtual, and most of Qin Lang's attacks were invalid and directly penetrated the air.

"What a powerful talented magical power..."

Seeing this scene, Qin Lang couldn't help but narrow his eyes. The shape-shifting pill he had refined before had this effect. It was too difficult to collect the materials of the shape-shifting pill. He had just helped Tiandaomen refine a furnace.

Such magical powers are much stronger than the shapeshift pill to be able to transform their body at will. As a beast king-level radial beast, Mocha has the capital to stand proudly in the beast group with this magical power alone.

The next few times when Qin Lang used his sword energy to attack the beast king Moore, he was avoided by its magical power of transforming virtual and real power. This magical power of the radial beast is really powerful. Qin Lang attacked so many times. Every time the sword energy passes, Mocha's body turns from reality to virtual, and then after the sword energy passes through, the entity will resume and continue to attack Qin Lang.

Therefore, Qin Lang's battle seemed very passive, and he found that his attack would be difficult to cause substantial damage to the other party.

Moreover, Qin Lang could not use his spiritual sense to attack the other party. After all, the spiritual sense of this beast king is not weak and is at the same level as him.

After fighting for a long time, although Qin Lang had several times the sword energy barely cut into Mocha's body that had not completely become empty, it only left some burnt marks on the surface of Mocha's body, and there was not much substantial damage.

On the contrary, Qin Lang was hit by Mocha twice. Fortunately, Qin Lang's defensive magic weapons were very powerful, which directly offset the two attacks, but it also consumed a lot of energy accordingly.

“Hahaha…come again…”

The more the Magic Card fights, the more excited it becomes. The descendants of this ancient monster are born to be a battle crazier. It has been a long time since they met an opponent as suitable as Qin Lang. It seems very excited.

However, Qin Lang was very depressed. He has always used the enemy as the target of practicing. Now, depending on the situation, the monster actually used him as the target of feeding. He could see that the monster must have not used some trump cards. If it was used, it would probably be more difficult for him.
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