The army set out, magnificent, like the water of a river rushing away, with monsters flying in the air or hiding in the ground, all following the army.

The war drums were rumbling, and dozens of giants were pounding, thrusting hard with their upper bodies naked. This was the giant race, three or four times higher than ordinary people. They were extremely strong, but the race was low in reproduction, so the race also relied on the big race to survive.

Hundreds of monsters used their body techniques to razed all the mountains ahead to the ground. All the rocks and trees were swallowed, and only a huge avenue appeared.

Millions of monks were divided into one hundred queues, of which ten queues were one route, and a total of ten routes were advancing together, and they met each other less than a hundred feet. You can imagine how spectacular the scene was.

There was no room for everything. This time, the cavalry were all standing behind the formation of these people, and the three armies in front all assigned bows and arrows. At this time, they were already holding long bows and pulling out the arrow feathers. With just one order, thousands of arrows were fired at the same time!

Then the three routes chanted spells and the light of the body protection spread out, covering millions of monks to prevent the opponent's bow and arrow array from interfering with the queue.

The next four rows condensed magical powers, and those magical powers were absorbed by a big flag, which fluttered in the wind and seemed to sweep out at any time.

The monsters disappeared, they retreated to the rear and stayed with the knights. They were fighting spirits high, as if waiting for some opportunity.

A mountain range ahead suddenly collapsed, a strong wind blew out, the dust dissipated, and waves of barbarian monks appeared, like a tide, appearing from the broken mountains, and then the witch monks, with dark clouds squeezing over the sky, covering the void above them.

The horns are diagonally facing the sky, making long sounds, like war songs that are encouraging morale, and like burial songs that are mourning the dead, with a desolate smell.

Suddenly, the tide-like sergeant on the opposite side stopped moving, as if the river was suddenly cut off, but there was no reaction, and there was silence there, even the sound of the horn stopped.

The drum sounds on Dongsheng's side also stopped. The seven armies behind stopped, while the three armies ahead continued to move forward, but after a few steps forward, they all stopped. They all raised their longbows and then bent their bows and arrows!

"Let's go!" The drum sounded and spread throughout the fields, and then thousands of arrows were fired at once!

There is no fancy or warm-up, and it will be life and death!

The dazzling arrow feathers were like meteors, colorful and flew into the sky from the Dongsheng Army. After a moment, they fell down to the two tribes, causing a whistling sound.

The clouds above the two tribes on the opposite side stretched out and turned into balls of dark clouds.

At the beginning, it was like the sound of chopsticks piercing the paper, with a little rustling, and at the end, it was like the splashes of water splashing when rain fell on the lake, densely packed.

A rain of arrow fell down like this, piercing the dark clouds, splashing black water, and the dark clouds disappeared a little, and the rain of arrows was also stopped.

However, the second wave of arrow rain fell again, and the dark clouds disappeared a little again.

When the dark clouds completely disappeared, the arrow rain also disappeared completely.

At this time, countless magical powers could fly out of the flag, like fireworks, extremely gorgeous. From a distance, they looked like tiny needle tips, countless.

The magical powers also flew across the opposite side, but they were only blood, black, or even gray. From a distance, they looked like countless wheat ears after autumn harvest, densely packed.

Needle-to-be-skinned!

Some of the magical powers were shattered because they were shattered by other magical powers, and some went through the gaps and fell to the Dongsheng army, but they were blocked by a thick light curtain.

After the dark clouds dissipated, the two tribes also appeared. Their qi, blood and witchcraft condensed, turning into a purple-black light shield that blocked the front.

The light curtain was pierced, and the power of magical powers remained undiminished. A monk's body was pierced and died directly. Even a moan could not be heard.

The light shield shattered, a small hole appeared, and a magical power penetrated through it, piercing a monk's eyebrows and dissipating his soul.

The drums were loud, and the monks on Dongsheng roared, countless runes flew out, someone bit the tip of his tongue, and the blood of the qi condensed out, and the light curtain became as intact as before and thicker.

The horn sounded long, and the monks of the two tribes released their magical powers together. The light shield was repaired immediately, and it covered all directions. Runes flew out, blessed magical powers, and collided with the flying magical powers.

A dark cloud flew over, which was the gathering of insects. Below the dark clouds was the tide of ferocious beasts. At this time, it was like a flood from the Jedi.

The drums were vibrating, some flags were flying, and the three armies ahead separated, giving up some space.

Huge chariots appeared, not many, but there were also a few, a thousand. These chariots were glowing at this time. The chariots were covered with dark holes, and the rays of light were condensed, with a breathtaking throbbing.

The chariot was lifted up by several giants and then threw it into the tide of beasts and dark clouds that rushed in. Suddenly, it screamed into a tide and blood flowed into a river.

Neither the beast tide nor the dark clouds came, but the chariot also became a pile of powder, consuming all its strength.

The monks on both sides no longer used their magical powers to attack each other and gave way to each other. The knights in front and back slowly walked forward, with monsters following each other, and the earth was undulating, some monsters escaped into the ground and changed the landform. The sky was bright and destructive, and some monsters controlled the wind and thunder.

The monsters began to fight, and blood rain fell from the sky. A blood-colored river appeared on the ground. The monsters were injured and their huge blood vessels cracked, just like an underground river was dug up and stained the ground.

The knight rushed away, like a collision between rocks, the earth was shaking, and the mountain was roaring.

A big flag soared into the air, blessing the monks and countless monks shouted.

The giant shafts flew into the air, then turned into strange existences, raging on the earth.

The animal skins stretched out, and countless barbarian monks disappeared, only ancient wild beasts appeared and ran wildly on the earth.

The insects exploded and turned into smoke, and finally condensed into demon shadows, opening their bloody mouths and biting them forward.

The monsters are dancing around, and the sun and the moon are both fading.

The wild beasts are rushing, and the earth is deformed.

The demon shadow was roaring, and the void was twisted.

The formation map was raging, and the mountains and rivers disappeared.

There was chaos here, the void was broken, the crack appeared, and someone was dragged into the crack and disappeared, and only a wail was heard.

Someone communicates with the stars, and the sky becomes dark, as if the sun and the moon are gone.

The earth cracked open, and some monsters rushed out, squeezed out all the rivers in the earth, flooding the area.

The sword energy squirted through the surrounding mountains, and for a moment it was riddled with holes.

The outsiders were all far away at this time, and they had no fight with each other because the war made them feel terrible.

"It's crazy!" Someone looked at it for a long time and said this, and then his mouth was full of bitterness.

In just a moment, the formation diagram was torn apart, and then countless monks were squeezed by wild beasts and then turned into blood mud without any mercy.

The animal skin was broken, and the figures inside had no time to escape, and they became blood mist filled in the air.

For a moment, bloody and slaughtering!

The strong wind blew, and countless fallen leaves flew, but they were bloody.

A tree man moved slowly on the ground, and a wooden sword in a gourd behind him was brewing the light of a knife. After a moment, the tree man drew his sword and then pierced it.

A sword light flew out, containing endless knife intent, easily tearing a demon shadow apart, and countless insects fled, but were all over the fire light emitted from the gourd's mouth. For a moment, there were flying insects everywhere in the world, like fireflies, but in the end they became dots of Mars.

The magma flowed, and some monsters drilled out of the earth, swallowed all of them into their belly, and now they were all spewed out.

A figure looked at the dry lake, showing a smug look, then turned into a big snake, jumped hard, fell into the battlefield, and wiped out the magma.

One by one, the God Transformation Realm flew to interfere with the battlefield, but was nailed to the void by several huge nails that appeared in the void. They did not die, but they kept flowing blood.

"very nice!"

A bird of prey soared into the air, swallowing several monks in one bite, and finally spit out a few nails, hitting the ground, smashing the ground into cracks.

“No intervention!”

A word floated out of the void, and then there was no sound, but the earth was in chaos.

It's like spring, spring thunder explodes, but blood rain falls, and countless vitality is brewing.

It’s like summer, plants and trees grow wildly, and the limbs of sperm are chopped off and turned into mud to moisten the earth.

It’s like autumn, the plants wither and wild animals appear. With a roar, the plants wither.

It was like winter, and the sky and earth were covered with frost. The bodies of countless monks were frozen. The strong wind blew and turned into white powder.

It is like the Pure Land, with the sound of Tao everywhere, like the Pure Land, flowers in the depths of the void, and someone is praying to purify himself.

Like the Nine Nethers of Hell, black gullies appeared on the ground, scorching magma flowed, and a pungent smell spread. Some people used their unique skills to communicate the power of the earth.

It is like the starry sky, with stars hanging everywhere, and moonlight flowing everywhere.

...

But nothing is like it anymore, because the next moment is changing, and the end of this place will only be Shura, where plants and trees are growing, but life is falling and it will not stop.

The senior leaders of the three tribes watched this scene, even though Gujing Wubo was so angry, they all sighed in the end.

Some people throw them into the earth in a neat manner, and whenever they get close to the God Transformation Realm, they will be rejected. This is true for all the three tribes. At this time, they show a cold side, regardless of life or death, just to choose the people who can survive.

Cruel and bloody!

The outsiders are embarrassed at this time, either retreating or advancing, because they are afraid.

Finally, someone suggested leaving temporarily. After this proposal appeared, many people agreed. In the end, they disappeared and only a few people stayed, but when they found that there was an existence to start hunting them, they ran away.

Mu Ming and Mu Yi were in the same formation at this time, but they also fled everywhere, but they also killed their enemies everywhere.

The tree man is so broken, the same is true for the gourd behind it. There are many cracks and it seems to explode at any time.

But even so, he burned a demon shadow and cut a wild beast through his body. Then he saw countless monks running for their lives, but they attacked without mercy.

Finally, they fled somewhere, with several wild beasts chasing behind them, and a spear piercing through the air.

Mu Ming gritted his teeth and sacrificed a tortoise shell. After receiving the blessing of two major formations, the tortoise shell turned into a huge tortoise shell, which was hundreds of feet long.

The spear hit and exploded, but the tree man staggered, and the formation almost collapsed.

"Is there any!" Mu Yi yelled, his mouth and nose bleeding, and he endured most of the attacks.

Mu Ming said: "Also, you can urge it with all your strength!"

A chessboard was sacrificed by the wooden name. After the chessboard appeared, there was a fog around the tree people.

The wild beasts collided with each other, seemingly lost their five senses and could not distinguish their direction.
To be continued...