Gao Wu: I drew the bloodline of the undead ancestral dragon at the beginning

On the battlefield outside Dongmo City, there were a total of four great martial artist-level ferocious beasts and six great martial artist-level people.

One from the Su family, one brought by Yi Xue, one sent by the city lord of Dongmo City, Instructor Bai, and so on.

Six great martial artists are focusing on the battle at this time, these four great martial master-level fierce beasts.

On the battlefield, from time to time, there were bursts of hurricanes, blowing yellow sand in the sky.

The sound of shouting and shouting, blending with these.

Or under the scorching sun, a large area of wind and frost suddenly fell, making people shiver, as if cold in the bones.

"Kill!"

"it! Dare to attack Dongmo City on a large scale!

"My generation boy, swear to defend Dongmo City to the death!!"

From time to time, bursts of fire erupted from the battlefield.

A large number of ferocious beasts were directly burned to ashes.

This was made by a group of cultivators who were proficient in elemental martial arts, pooling the strength of hundreds of people.

They stood at the rear of the battlefield, and the spiritual power of hundreds of people was jointly injected into an elemental martial art.

For example, the oversized version of the big fireball.

Throw it to places where ferocious beasts are dense and there are few human warriors to prevent hurting their own people.

What's more, or take up weapons, knives, guns and clubs, rush ahead, build a wall of people, and resist the impact of fierce beasts.

Every time the next one falls, there are later additions.

They are for this East Mo City.

For the few homes that humanity can survive.

On the battlefield, there are also some cultivators who cultivate special martial arts.

For example, loud sounds.

These people, who are specially trained commanders in schools, may not have strong combat effectiveness.

More than a dozen people were extremely calm, allowing the spiritual power to lift themselves up, levitating in the sky behind the battlefield, calmly watching everything below.

The battlefield was divided into ten places by them.

Each, command where you are.

Their voices can be heard clearly in a fixed area.

Two of the commanders looked at the front line of the battlefield suspiciously, the white fog with a range of four or five hundred meters, and said to themselves suspiciously.

"What is this thing, the fierce beasts inside, how are they like headless flies."

Now, he even doubted whether his Great Yin Martial Arts could spread into the white mist.

Soon, he discovered that the white mist with a range of several hundred meters was moving towards the battlefield of the great martial artist.

Although the people inside have not changed.

This white fog is Jiang Chen's lost fog.

He was in the center at the moment, holding a thunder spear while paying close attention to the battlefield on the Great Martial Master's side.

Soon.

Jiang Chen noticed a phenomenon.

One of the fierce beasts of the great martial artist seems to be dying!

It was two great martial artist level people, a big bug that was besieging.

Perhaps, it is more appropriate to call it a king cicada.

However, this king cicada is more than ten meters long, and a pair of transparent cicada wings are broken by the bombardment at this moment.

Those two great martial artist level people were chasing this king cicada to fight.

Rumble!

Another majestic sword qi split out, directly bombarding the wings of the king cicada.

Correct!!

A clear elemental martial art, raising a storm and snow, wrapped in several terrifying ice picks, like a tracking missile, directly hit Wang Cicada's body.

Scarlet blood, as soon as it gushed out, was frozen.

This one is strong.

Another great martial artist slammed his foot on the ground, rushing into the sky like a rocket, and at the same time holding a sword in both hands, slashed at the location where Wang Cicada was!

"Falling Ten Swords!"

A brilliant light, emanating from the great martial artist's sword, was sword qi.

Rumble!

This sword ray bombarded Wang Cicada's body, directly hitting it to the ground.

You can see.

Where the king cicada landed, the ferocious beasts within ten meters were all shaken to death.

The dust rises in the sky.

Jiang Chen carried the fog of confusion, and his eyes lit up.

Golden opportunity!

Then quietly touched it.

How many martial artist-level ferocious beasts must be killed.

More importantly, this is a king cicada of the great martial artist level!

He Jiang Chen, took it.

Since the attack of that great martial artist was not over, Jiang Chen did not immediately join in the fun.

At this time.

That great martial artist, after slashing the first sword of the Falling Ten Swords, stagnated in the air and aimed at the king cicada on the ground and split out the second sword.

Rumble!

This sword is also strong.

Immediately after, the third sword, the fourth sword, the fifth sword.

While splitting out the sword qi, the body also fell under the action of gravity.

After it fell completely, the Falling Ten Swords were also slashed.

I can feel that the king cicada is dead and cannot die.

Jiang Chen had already come to Wang Cicada's side.

Silently, he selected one of the corpses of the dead king cicada, and then moved his mind to his infinite storage ring.

Ten swords were slashed down, and Wang Cicada's body was also unloaded in ten pieces.

Jiang Chen hurried to find the remaining nine pieces.

Soon, he had collected eight pieces.

It's just that the last piece was not found in any way, so I could only retreat first helplessly.

Because.

The great martial artist who killed Wang Cicada was rushing towards the place where Wang Cicada died.

The great martial artist who used the Falling Ten Swords was a slender man.

When he got closer, he found that he couldn't find Wang Cicada's body.

“？？？"

"I'll go, where's the corpse?"

After searching for a while, he found a stump of a king cicada, and he was immediately stunned.

"Could it be that I chopped it too hard and broke the corpse too far?"

After putting away a piece of corpse, he turned to deal with other great martial artist-level ferocious beasts.

When the battle is over, clean up the battlefield.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but secretly pity.

Took a piece less of the corpse of the king cicada.

Not a big problem, though.

There are already nine pieces.

After waiting for the great martial artist who used the Falling Ten Swords to leave, Jiang Chen leaned over again and continued to clean up the battlefield.

Just kidding, there are so many fierce beasts dead there, not to mention the warrior-level ones.

A martial artist-level ferocious beast can also be regarded as a good resource.

Since there is no danger now, the situation has stabilized.

Jiang Chen put away the fog of the lost.

It's quite spiritually draining.

The corpses of the ferocious beasts died in piles, and he tried to identify, which was a martial artist-level ferocious beast?

Due to too much mixing.

So, Jiang Chen moved the whole pile of fierce beast corpses in front of him to the storage ring.

Anyway, the space for the storage ring is unlimited.

In front of him, there were five piles of ferocious beasts.

In each pile, no less than twenty or thirty.

Suddenly there were so many loot, causing the commander suspended in the sky.

The commander in charge of directing this area is somewhat skeptical.

So many fierce beast corpses, why did they suddenly disappear?

It's so weird!

Not only that.

He found that the great martial artist-level ferocious beast he had just killed was also missing.

Suddenly, he couldn't calm down.

"Lying groove, everyone pay attention, the corpses of fierce beasts on the battlefield will disappear inexplicably, I suspect that there are wizard cultivators!"