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The moonlight shines on the vast forest sea, indicating the invaders' advance.△,

The bloodthirsty orcs attacked from the top road, and the green-skinned barbarians advanced along the forest path, and with the support of their ancestors' tense drums, they rushed forward without making any sound.

But in the eyes of the ancient guardians lurking in the shadow of the woods, this is so ridiculous.

These savage forest ravagers actually thought they could escape the vigilant night elves scouts? Even a deaf man could hear the heavy breathing of the Kodo giant beasts.

So, the archers and hunters marched in the shadows, locking the key points of one enemy after another with the weapons given by nature, while the tree man pulled up his roots and used his hard-working chest to face the figure of every invader.

The scumbags of the Scourge, from the first step you have taken into the forest, the fate of destruction is already destined!

Whoosh!

In the unspeakable tacit understanding, there is no need for a commander, the first arrow breaks away from the mastery of the bowstring and cuts through the night sky, followed by more.

The orcs cries came one after another, and the tree man was like the most solid barrier, blocking the orc infantry tightly. The archers kept in place and shot out ruthless sharp arrows. The hunter covered the side, driving the black panther mount and pounced on the tired and panicked enemy...

The dance party has begun.

The accompaniment of blood and wail sounded, and the bloodthirst and ferociousness of the orcs were completely aroused. Surrounded by the disadvantage, they still waved their hideous giant axes, chopped down the tree people, rushed into the group of hunters, and howled and roared the moment before they were shot into hedgehogs!

However, accompanied by a long laugh, the protagonist, who was sincerely awe-inspired by the night elves army, jumped out of the branches where he lived. He stepped on the pitch-black dance steps and rushed towards the dense orcs.

The axe cut at him, but the bulky weapon was not even enough to touch his shadow. He did not dodge. The weapon had passed by, and the first scarlet red was already on the double blades.

The demonic figure passed by, and the harvested life lit up the fire of the soul. It was the flame of the demon hunter. The demonic eyes that could never be closed burst out two solid lights through the curse vision, burning the orc's soul.

They immediately let out a terrified scream, began to retreat, and even pushed and escaped, and there was no cooperation in the battle formation!

But the flames are ruthless, and the flames of the demons can make their pains continue to the other end of their lives, and tear open the forbidden territory of their souls!

In this miserable miserable life is worse than death, the orcs are violent again.

They began to charge wildly regardless of the demonic flame.

Unfortunately, this could only exchange for the demon hunter's lighter figure and wilder movements. His demon's hooves began to trample on one corpse after another. The double blades brought up blood fountains after another, venting, indulging, and running.

Under overwhelming strength, the orc army finally collapsed.

The omnipresent bows and arrows of the night elves shot them down one by one, the fierce claws of the sharp-clawed druids tore the flesh and blood, the giant Kodo was blown into the sky by a whirlwind, and roared dying in fear and helplessness...

They even made it impossible to retreat, the night elves merged with the forest, and the demon hunters continued to dance with wanton laughter until...

The skeleton king stepped out of the darkness with heavy steps.

The corpses piled up into hills at his feet, and the moonlight reflected on the two heroes, casting their figures long onto the ground. On the left is the elegant and wild demon, and on the right is the monarch of the horn of destruction, covering the shadow of death together, becoming an extension of the God of Death's long sickle!

The next moment, a loud collision!

When the Skeleton King came late and finally stopped the devil hunter's harvest, the orcs escaped wildly and retreated into a wet and sticky mist.

The experienced night elves suddenly changed color when they saw the fog. Before they could cover them, they retreated like lightning. However, the tree man with low intelligence still caught up with him, and then a pale band of light floated over gently.

With just a touch, the tree man who was injured but still charged in the battle suddenly stopped, and then the entire trunk shattered inch, turning into ashes and sprinkled in the air.

And the light belt just hovered around and continued to come down with death.

After looking closer, I realized that it was not a light belt at all, but countless resentment, and millions of ghost men, women, young and old, died tragically under the rampage of the Scourge Legion in various ways. In the end, even the souls could not rest in peace. They squeezed together and condensed into an invincible ghost aura, becoming a barrier to block the Guard Legion!

The Ghost Tower stationed in the upper, lower and middle routes is a terrifying building that even heroes can't stand up, and it is also the best shelter for the Scourge when retreating!

At this moment, a slight ray of inaccurate light flashed regularly in the tree of the world, and Gao Tianxin's gaze brought this encounter into his eyes through the Force Vision.

He tore the barrier with the power of the Ring of Reincarnation and threw himself into a leaf of the World Tree. He was surprised to find that he had come to such a small world with war as the eternal melody.

From his perspective, we can see that the entire world is divided into three fronts, and the two sides sent troops to fight and advance, and never stopped until the World Tree of the Guards or the Frozen Throne of the Natural Disasters are defeated!

That's fine. What really made Gao Tianxin feel incredible was that he found that the heroic leaders of the army were incredibly controlling the power of rules that only the immortals could control!

For example, at this moment, the Demon Hunter fought against the Skeleton King. A strange ray shot out from his swirling blades, igniting the opponent's magic.

Magic burning is not uncommon, but this time, under the observation of the Force Vision, the grasp of magic pulse has reached an incredible level. It freely wields the magic fluctuations, operations, and flows to the random control, and truly demonstrates the power of rules...

As his wild declaration: "No one dares to act rashly in front of the demon hunter!"

"Is the outer world so magical?"

"No, it's not the case in the outside world. These tenth ** are the front line!"

"The special nature of the world creates combat skills. In this world, the power of rules completely serves the battlefield. Therefore, any existence who becomes a hero can integrate the power of rules into his own combat skills and gallop across the battlefield!"

When he was just a newcomer, he should have slowly come to understand the truth of the external world. The original power of the Ring of Reincarnation was actually towards Gao Tianxin. His eyes lit up and he had already analyzed the answer.

The little fairy dragon held his chin, stretched his neck to look into the battlefield in the distance, and looked at the hidden tree of the world, murmured to himself:

"I always feel that this big tree is not my real hometown, it's just a... branch? And brother, how can this model make me feel inexplicably familiar..." (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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