Chapter 123 Fighting

With the arrival of tigers and another tribal warrior, more and more races or tribes are involved in this war.

In this half day, there are enough demons, black eagles, green ring snakes, black water wolves, earth bears, and wind leopards. In addition to the previous double * tigers and purple magic cattle, there are seven demon races, each of which are tens of thousands, such as green ring snakes, and thousands of fewer, such as purple magic cows, lined up and blocked in the wind. The barbarian side.

On the witch's side, in addition to the beginning of the Fengbarians, there are five tribes successively tribes, including Fenglie Tribe, Huoyan Tribe, Empty Tribe, Tengnan Tribe and Shangyang Tribe. Each tribe has hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and hundreds of thousands of troops are stationed according to their respective tribes and regions, staring at them.

Wu Lao generally does not leave the tribe. Although there are many warriors in these tribes, there are few top masters. On the other hand, although the number of demon clans is small, they are all above the foundation period. Each clan has at least a few masters of the demon baby period and a master of the divine period.

"Purple Demon King, do you want to fight with my witches in an all-round way?" Wu Laotian and Wu Chijun's angry voice came. If you distinguish it carefully, it contained unconcealed tension.

"Can you represent the whole witch clan?" The patriarch of the Qinghuan snake clan took a step forward and said in a delicate voice.

The green ring snake clan is a branch of the snake clan. In terms of bloodline, it is not as good as the golden scale python clan that Chang Heng once met, but its strength is here, which will crush the Fengman tribe many times larger than Mangshan Village.

The green scales, the patriarch of the green ring snake clan, is a woman. She has a beautiful face and a light veil covering her body, which can't hide her concave and convex figure, but the green snake with small fingers of different lengths as her hair makes her look ferocious.

Tianwu Red Army was silent for a while and said, "My six tribes are here. Even if you can defeat us, it is only a tragic victory. You have to face the revenge of our witch clan. Why bother?"

"Hahahaha." After a burst of laughter, the tiger violently picked up the long knife in his hand and pointed to the Fengman tribe: "Is it just a few purple magic cows? You witches kill my demons for food. I don't know how many demons with poor cultivation will be killed every day, but even some successful predecessors are also killed by you, digging out demon elixir refining medicine, corpses as food, and no whole corpses. Do you think we should destroy you?

Another silence, which is an insoluble problem. Witches can't just be vegetarian. If ordinary animals can't meet their requirements, they have to kill those wild beasts and monsters with sufficient qi and blood in their bodies. In this way, the conflict between the two cannot be resolved.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him, slaughter this tribe, and let's go somewhere else." The patriarch of the Black Hawk clan said. He has hooked his nose, his eyes are narrow and long, his body is thin, his face is gloomy, and his mind is deep at a glance.

"Are you really going to provoke a war between lichs?" Seeing that the other party was ready to move, Tianwu Chijun couldn't help shouting. If the other party really kills in, even if there are clans to revenge in the future, it will be over.

"To tell you the truth, the two emperors of the demon king and the eastern emperor have ordered that your witches will fight back against the slaughter of my demon clan. What are the consequences of the two emperors? What else can you say?" The green scale said.

"What? Did the demon emperor and the eastern emperor give such an order? Tianwu Chijun muttered to himself, with unconcealed despair in his eyes. He knew that if the other party really attacked, although the number of people on his side was large, he could not resist it at all.

The other party has at least seven masters of the divine period, and he is the only one in the witch realm.

"In that case, come on, I witches are not afraid to fight with anyone." Tianwu Chijun knew that he could not be good at this time and resolutely shouted.

"Attack."

The seven patriarchs ordered at the same time, and for a while, various spells fell one after another. Each clan has its own characteristics. Whether it is talent or magic, wind blade, poison gas, meteorite and other witch warriors waiting to attack the front, and the two sides immediately fell into a fierce battle.

"Kill."

Hundreds of thousands of witch warriors roared at the same time. Like demons, each tribe has its own fighting methods. Some connect all the warriors to form a whole against the enemy, while others arrange them into formations to rely on the formation against the enemy.

These are the methods they have figured out to deal with strong enemies, and this method is quite practical. Six tribes formed six regions. Except for the Purple Demon King who was seriously injured by Tianwu's virtual shadow and temporarily unable to participate in the war, the patriarchs of the other six demon clans happened to be blocked by these six tribes.

The sound of killing is shocking. Every tribe has no more than 100,000 soldiers. Once the strength of these people is connected, they will have to retreat during the distraction period. Although several demon patriarchs wanted to go in and kill Tianwu Chijun and destroy the altar, they would not succeed for a while.

"Kill, kill, kill all these demons, they only deserve to make our food." The witch elders roared and issued some strange spells from time to time, which fell on the witch warriors. Once these spells fall on the warriors, these warriors immediately become fierce and brutal, fearlessly attacking the demon clan.

A layer of blood fog floated in the air, and countless witch warriors died in battle. They also killed a considerable number of demons. Each of the two sides tried their best to fight and try their best to completely defeat each other.

"Wu Lao, let's go." Several elders stood under the altar, looking at the statue in the altar with tears in their eyes.

"I will delay them for a while. You should be careful." Tianwu Chijun told him again and again, and then sighed. This time, our barbarians have been completely removed from the name, but they can save some blood in the end. When it comes to other tribes, don't think about power. As long as they can settle our people, they can agree to any conditions.

"Yes, old witch." Several clans burst into tears, finally took a look at the altar and turned away.

The seven demons joined hands to attack. These people alone could not resist it. Tianwu Red Army made various arrangements early to ensure that the old and weak women and children of the tribe could survive.

"Come on, let me see what power you have. If you want to offend my witch clan, you can't do it without showing some ability. Tianwu Chijun looked outside.

The seven demon patriarchs are full of confidence. This time, they work together. Unless all the witches of these tribes gather and bring the altar, they can't resist their attack at all.

"Kill them all. I want to eat all their meat, drink all their blood, and make bones into ornaments. The black water wolf clan shouted.

"What should I do? The demon clan is so powerful that we can't resist it. The clans of several tribes discussed secretly.

"Hold on for a while, and we will leave after the people of the barbarian tribe are transferred." Almost a moment, these elders reached an agreement.

This agreement does not hide Tianwu Chijun. On the contrary, they can insist on buying time for the transfer of tribal people, and Tianwu Chijun is very grateful to them. Sitting in front of the altar, Tianwu Red Army quietly watched the battle outside. Many witch warriors died every moment, but correspondingly, the demon clan also paid a small price.

"Do they want to transfer the people?" The head of the Black Eagle clan saw the situation in the Fengman tribe, but did not stop it.

Several other patriarchs did not stop it, but lowered the attack strength and gave them time to transfer. These are all old, weak, women and children. No matter which tribe they go to, they are only cumbersome for a short time, so they don't care about their escape, but give them a chance.

The battle became more and more fierce, and the bloody fog almost enveloped the whole tribe. You will feel the strong blood in the air without taking a breath. At the beginning of the war, the players felt wrong and took the opportunity to escape a long time ago, and only a few lucky people stayed.

"Why don't you leave yet?" Chang Heng looked at the archaeological expert strangely.

The archaeologist took a deep breath and didn't seem to feel the blood in the air: "Why should I leave?"

"You are very similar to a guy you have met, very similar." Looking carefully at the archaeologists, Chang Heng said.

"Oh? Who?" Archaeologists are interested.

"He is a fat man who sees money, but compared with him, you are not obscene, dirty and greedy." Chang Heng said.

"When you see money, I seem to have heard of it. When did you hear it?" The archaeologist frowned and thought about it carefully, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"That was still in the last game. At that time, I just entered the game, but I was just a newcomer to the game, and when I saw money, I was already a million slaughter in the game." As if thinking of something, Chang Heng meditated quietly for a while and finally sighed.

"Millions of slaughter? Is that the guy who slaughtered millions of enemies? The archaeologist almost shouted. That's my idol. You must tell me more about him.

"It's too late when I entered the game. He is already the world's first master, with the most powerful war fortress Sky City. There are three super artifacts in his hand, and countless good brothers. Even all dynasties respect him three points, and countless divine strong men are * by him..." Chang Heng slowly said.

At this time, the battle outside is close to white-hot. More than half of the witch warriors who came to reinforce suffered casualties, and the loss of the demon clan also made several patriarchs jealous.

"Guys, don't hesitate any more, otherwise there will be few people left." The green scale said.

"Let's take action together and destroy them." The tiger roared fiercely and changed into a hundred-foot-long white-fronted tiger with a big mouth and a white light from its mouth. It fell into a witch warrior. It just rotated slightly, and thousands of people's heads fell to the ground.

"Wo."

The black eagle patriarch changed into a giant with wings spread by a hundred feet. His claws were like gold and iron, flashing sharp cold light. It was just a blow, and he grabbed an old man and took it to the sky to tear it alive.