Tens of thousands of slave legions were destroyed, which was completely unprecedented when the slave legions had the upper hand in the past ten years. Although the human race's resistance has always been a battle for incoming land and the slave legions have suffered a lot, no one has ever been able to come back alive like this time.

Mermel looked at the human race in front of him quietly. Outside, he enjoyed superior conditions no less than that of the senior generals of the Nami Divine Armor Army. But he was still a dog in front of him. The human race is the human race, and he was as humble as this.

"Wolf Dance, how do you explain this?" After a long time, Mermel admired the fear and trembling of the human in front of him, and was fully satisfied, and then asked indifferently.

"The commander, the human race is really cunning. I have informed all soldiers to advance again with millions of troops. This time, I must take down the Broken Star Field." Lang Wu said in fear and trepidation.

"Million? OK, I'll give you this chance." Mermel said lightly.

Lang Wu knelt on the ground and burst into tears, looking extremely grateful.

Three days later, the so-called millions of heavy troops mobilized a full 2 ​​million power with the help of Lang Wu. This was almost one-eighth of the current power of the slave army, and it was black and floating on the periphery of the Broken Star Field. Just waiting for Lang Wu's order, two hundred foreign slaves would crush everything here like locusts.

Everything is a joke in the face of absolute power. The Nami tribe is so powerful that these human tribes still want to resist. They are not aware of their lives. Instead, they are enjoying the treatment of the Nami nobles and can walk freely in this starry sky. This is the wise life.

Lang Wu looked ahead with contempt. He stretched out his hand and pointed forward gently. The two million human legions rushed towards the thick fog in the formation.

Qi Ming's expression was very complicated, and he showed a tired look on his face. Are the two million human races going to disappear like this? Why do human races still kill each other at this time? He couldn't understand all this, but he also knew that the result of giving in would only completely destroy everything the master planned.

Qiming completely handed over all the command to Xiongwen because he knew that Xiongwen's choice might be right. Qiming was at ease with Panshan as the strongest thug, assisting him on the side.

Xiongwen had a cruel smile on his lips. He looked at the slave legion in front of him and said coldly: "The time for revenge has come. Don't treat yourself as a team of gods. Think about the time when we are slaves. They don't let us live in order to survive. So what should we do!"

"Kill!" A powerful murderous intent spread wildly with the hysterical roar.

Lang Wu's figure paused, and his powerful murderous intent made him instantly limit and fear. How could it be? How could the human race have such murderous intent?

Look again, the same is true for the few people around us. Lang Wu gritted her teeth and said that we crawled out of the pile of dead people, and now the only freedom is placed in front of us. For our descendants and for our survival, kill!

Everyone's eyes turned red and went straight forward from the kill. Suddenly tens of thousands of figures appeared in front of them, and the bombardment of the law rushed over without warning. For a moment, the slave legions that rushed up fell down in one after another.

These people retreated directly after the fight, which made Lang Wu, who suffered losses, almost vomit blood.

, nearly 10,000 people were directly lost.

"Catch them and don't let anyone go!" Lang Wu raised the spear in her hand and roared. The humble human race would only attack, but this time they attacked not the previous ones, but the two million legions, and they were dead.

The slave legion was like a pack of wolves that smelled blood, rushing towards the crowd that was retreating rapidly in the distance.

Liu Ping did not look back at all. In the plan, if these people were sting to the death, it would be best if they didn't chase the slave army, Liu Ping would stop. At the same time, Liu Ping was also despising, and Xiongwen's movements were getting slower and slower.

Xiongwen did not participate in the battle as a commander, and was arranged next to the boss's clone, staring at everything that happened in the mirror with concentration.

Panshan was ready next to him. Thunder God's Hammer was raised high, and the other hand was ready. He was waiting for a command to directly bombard him. Qi Ming's divine power burst out completely, and there was confusion in his eyes.

Outside the ambush, the members of the 100,000 Shenyin Team were breathing and waiting silently. The two million legions ahead were crushing over in black. It seemed that every step fell, they were trampled on the heart mountain. It was very depressing.

Time passes every minute and every second. Liu Ping takes the Divine Punishment team members as bait. In order to be more realistic, Liu Ping takes the lead in discarding the sword in Zi's hand, which is a little faster.

Looking at the human race in front of him who was fleeing in a panic, Lang Wu showed mockery at the corner of her mouth. It was indeed vulnerable. Even her weapons were discarded. These people were always lambs. How could they be comparable to those of them who crawled out of the dead?

While running, Liu Ping suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at the pursuers behind him with murderous intent. Along the way, his ancestors consumed half of their troops. This was the most damaged operation since Liu Ping led the divine punishment. Liu Ping was very angry.

The members of the Divine Punishment also stopped, and their eyes were as if they were looking at the dead, as if they were watching the black slave army quickly used it.

Lang Wu was shocked, why did she feel something was wrong? Did these people give up resisting? But how could they look at themselves be so familiar? This is the look that controls life and death. This is the look that the Nami tribe stares at them with the same contempt, contempt for life and death, and contempt for everything.

With a loud bang, countless lightnings suddenly appeared above the head without warning before Wolf Wu could react.

Just as Lang Wu was about to shout defense, she suddenly saw a bright light, and the bright light was like the sun being directly smashed down, instantly closing the perception of her facial features.

"Kill! Avenge your brothers, no one will be left!" Liu Ping roared and returned naked, slapped a slave like a puppet to kill him and seized the spear, and killed another soldier from the slave legion.

At the same time, the members of the 100,000 Shenyin Team instantly intervened into the opponent's camp and began the massacre without hesitation.

Wolf Wu has the power of the God King level 4, which is also the highest level that the Nami tribe allows for human existence. At this moment, she was the first to wake up. However, she was still thorned by the dazzling light and could not see anything clearly. She could only hear shrill screams around her, as well as swords, breaking through the air and urging death notes.

It's over! It's over! At this moment, Langwu began to despair, and the two million slave legions were completely destroyed in an instant, without any

Any chance to resist. Lang Wu completely lost his fighting spirit, and his instinct to survive made Lang Wu choose to escape as soon as possible.

The fourth-level God King is undoubtedly the highest-level existence in this battlefield. However, it is not easy to escape from the Nine Yin Li Soul Formation. However, Lang Wu escaped very smoothly. Almost no one intercepted him. Some slaves escaped together. They ran away quickly without anyone to stop him, and they left.

"Why don't you stay all?" Panshan said unhappily.

"All dead, they will become even more crazy next time. It's better to leave a seed of fear for them to take them back. If these slaves are really afraid of us, then next time, when we besiege them, they can surrender." Xiongwen said lightly. At this moment, Xiongwen seemed to have the demeanor of seeing the general.

Lang Wu left the formation and escaped less than 20,000 people together. This made Lang Wu feel as if he was so sad. He didn't know how to explain to Mermel. He went back to continue fighting, what a joke was that this was a massacre, a meaningless massacre. The rolling fog was like an ancient ferocious beast, and he was swallowed as much as he entered.

At this moment, Lang Wu just wanted to return to her master and pray for her forgiveness so that she could continue to live without any hesitation.

After this battle, the slave army no longer had its previous courage, and some slaves even began to become deserters. However, none of them succeeded. They suddenly discovered that the Nami people had already wrapped them in the middle, and there was only one way in front of them, that was to fight against the human race. However, fighting with the human race was to die. For these slaves, living was more important than anything else.

Lang Wu knelt in front of Mermel, not daring to breathe. Her forehead was covered with sweat.

Mermel did not punish him, but just tasted the red wine in his hand lightly, but his heart was on the verge of what would happen if the Ninth Emperor Xiaotian was there?

Mermel doesn't care how much the human race dies. All he cares about is letting the human race consume itself. Now this consumption tactic seems to have no effect, so what's the use of keeping the wolf dance?

"My subordinates underestimate the enemy's carelessness, please give me another chance. Let me be loyal to the Nami clan." Lang Wu couldn't help but pray.

"This is not your fault. It's really that the human race is too cunning. I think that large-scale battles should be very unfavorable in the human race's composition. It's better to implement small-scale multi-line battles as usual. Go." Mermel endured the urge to kill the human race in front of him. After a few words, he asked him to leave, for fear that he would not be able to help but take action directly. This is a level 4 God King Divine Crystal! Even Chen Xiong's Chamber of Commerce is a huge sum of money.

Lang Wu was moved again and burst into tears. This time, not only did she not die but was not punished, she still enjoyed the treatment of the Nami general. What else is more perfect than this?

However, the slave legion did not have its previous courage. Under Mermel's instruction, the slave legion began to harass the broken star field with ten thousand people in multiple lines.

This attack method completely copied the human race's guerrilla tactics and caused the battlefield to fall into a stalemate again.
Chapter completed!