The low horn sounded suddenly, which shocked Zhan Lan and others who were left behind. Although they had known for a long time that there was a bloody battle that was related to life and death here, when the battle really began, they still felt a little scared.

You should know that this is not the first battle with the Ring Spirit. You only need to break through the ring spirit's encirclement and killing circle. This is not the special terrain cover in the Moria mine, which allows them to fight with less and fight with less, and fight with the masses. This is truly a bloody battle with hundreds or even thousands of powerful enemies on the front battlefield, and it is impossible to even retreat. In this way, the strengths and weaknesses will be subverted instantly, and this can also show the degree of blackness of the main god.

It was just a simple task to tie the Zhongzhou team and other people to this battlefield!

"Don't think so much! In this battle, Zhu Xing, Zheng Zha, Zhao Yingkong and others can't help us! All, life or death depends on our own! Li Jieying, Cheng Lingshu, Du Luohua, you three approach me, ready to activate the crossbow, and also inserted the melee sword into the ground in front of you. The task of your three is to protect me. I want to start the refining formation, but when I launch the refining formation, I cannot move, so I will be attacked, so you will be responsible for blocking those attacks!"

"Wu Liuyi, let your iron armored corpse be released, and you have some necromancers and Maoshan Taoist Techniques. Don't hide them! Don't say no, I don't believe that you have only made a zombie for so long! Li Jieying and the others want to protect me, and the three of them themselves are not capable of fighting enough, so we have to rely on you and me to take action! There is no pressure shared by Zhu Xing and others in this battle, so whether we live or die is our own means!"

Seeing that Aragon and others showed their weapons and rushed into the jungle, Zhan Lan gained leadership as a senior according to the discussion on the Anduin River. She did not bring these new and rookies to follow Aragon and others into the dense and lush jungle, but came to a broken building wreck on the edge of the jungle. Relying on this building wreck, Zhan Lan, a national alchemist, built a simple protective position in the extreme time. She was in the center of this position, surrounded by Li Jieying, Cheng Lingshu, Du Luohua, Wu Liuyi and his iron armored corpses.

Just as the five of them entered the position, heavy and messy footsteps came from the dense forest in front of them. Then, they saw a large group of black people nearly two meters tall, thick and strong, covered with dark iron armor, white palm prints on their heads and faces, and huge swords in their hands. Although they were vaguely like half-orcs, their momentum was indeed several times stronger than half-orcs. It was the strong orcs created by Saruman!

Seeing these strong orcs appear, Zhan Lan and others changed their faces. They all saw strong orcs in the movie and saw groups of half-orcs in the Moria mine. However, when this kind of strong orcs that were several times stronger than the orcs launched a group of charges, they had never seen it before. Its rough and fierce aura was like thousands of African buffaloes running wildly. Moreover, these strong orcs were more brutal and violent than African buffaloes. This kind of charge combined into groups of people superimposed this terrifying momentum to the extreme. At this moment, Zhan Lan was better. At least he had seen the charge of the undead legion under His Majesty the Dragon Emperor, who was even more terrifying than these strong orcs, but Li Jieying, Cheng Lingshu, Du Luohua and Wu Liuyi were miserable!

When Wu Liuyi chanted these two words, this young man, who was not old and was a little crazy on weekdays, had a solemn face. As the two extremely simple words were out of his right hand, a very pale ripples quickly swept through the powerful orcs who rushed over quickly. In an instant, these powerful orcs suddenly slowed down. What's strange is that these powerful orcs didn't seem to know that they were still running hard, but their running speed was slower than walking!

"weak!"

The black book in Wu Liuyi's hand automatically turned a page silently. At the same time, his index finger raised again, but this time it was a dark purple ripples. With his index finger as the center, it quickly passed through the bodies of those slow-moving orcs. With the dark purple ripples flashed, these rough and strong orcs suddenly shrank and narrowed silently. Moreover, the momentum they showed was also weaker!

"pain!"

Wu Liuyi took a deep breath, and the black book in his hand automatically turned a page again. His right index finger raised trembled at the strong orcs, and slowly but firmly pointed it. In an instant, a faint dark green ripples flashed away. Most of the strong orcs had no reaction in this time. There were only a few arms and arrows in their thighs howled to the sky while grabbing the injured and bleeding parts with their hands...

"call……"

"Sister Lan... Next... it depends on you! I am not strong enough, so I can only release three curses in a row! One is slow movement, the other is weak, and the last one will increase the pain they suffer by five times..."
Chapter completed!