Wronged at the beginning? Sorry, everyone must die!

Chapter 81: Mr. Mo’s strength!

Lu Hong turned his head and looked.

It’s another member of the Lei Ling tribe!
This member of the Lei Ling tribe just stood there quietly, without emitting any of his own energy and blood!

However, Lu Hong's heart was filled with alarm.

His intuition told him that this Thunder Spirit member was stronger than the man just now!
All the nerves in Lu Hong's body tensed up instantly, and every inch of his skin was ready for battle.

The Lei Ling tribe member said coldly: "In that case, let me finish you off!"

It's sizzling!

The power of thunder and lightning is strong!

A suffocating pressure came over me!

Lu Hong's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

The terrifying power contained in this thunder and lightning clearly shows that the opponent has entered the realm of a ninth-level warrior.

He had just fought against a member of the Thunder Spirit Clan who was at the eighth level of cultivation and it was already so strenuous for him.

Now facing the members of the Lei Ling clan who have reached the ninth level of cultivation, there is no chance of winning at all!

but!

Now there is no other way except to face it!
Lu Hong had no time to react as a blue light approached like a ghost.

The fear of death instantly enveloped my whole body.

Lu Hong could even feel the biting chill coming from his neck.

The sharp claws of the Lei Ling people were within reach, and in just one second, Lu Hong would be beheaded.

At this critical moment, a black hole suddenly opened up behind Lu Hong and swallowed him in an instant.

When Lu Hong opened his eyes again, he was already dozens of meters away.

Lu Hong was soaked all over, gasping for breath, and his heart was filled with gratitude for surviving the disaster.

It was like a near-death experience.

The next second, Mo Lao's figure appeared in Lu Hong's sight.

I saw Old Mo waving his sleeves again, and the black hole reappeared, instantly wrapping up the ninth-level Thunder Spirit clan member.

boom!
A terrifying loud noise!

The Lei Ling people were ruthlessly torn apart by the black hole.

Blood splattered, dyeing the sky red.

Lu Hong stared at the scene in front of him in amazement.

You know, this member of the Lei Ling tribe is comparable to a ninth-level warrior of the Great Xia Kingdom!
The members of the Lei Ling tribe, who he could never match, were easily dealt with by Old Mo!

Mr. Mo’s strength is truly unfathomable!
I'm afraid it has surpassed the realm of a ninth-level warrior!

Old Mo did not stop. With a wave of his hand, the black hole space expanded again and directly penetrated the heart of the coalition forces of all races.

Countless alien races were swallowed by the black hole.

boom! boom! boom!
For a time, explosions occurred one after another.

Blood splattered like rain in a flash.

A vast open space appeared again in the center of all races.

Countless tribes fell at the hands of Mr. Mo!

Mr. Mo’s terrifying strength gave everyone present a glimmer of hope!
However, the coalition forces of all races came like a swarm of locusts, one after another, and the vacancies were filled in an instant, and the battle continued.

Old Mo's face was solemn. He flashed to Lu Hong's side and threw out a bottle of pills.

“These are ten eighth-level Qi-recovering pills, which can instantly restore the Qi and blood strength of warriors below the eighth level!

Too many high-level races appeared in Dongzhao City.

I'm going to the front to find the source of all races!

You all should tread carefully!

Reinforcements will arrive soon!"

Then, the space in front of Mo Lao distorted and a black hole suddenly appeared. He went straight into it and disappeared.

Lu Hong swallowed a recovery pill without hesitation, and his qi and blood power instantly recovered to its peak.

Lu Hong tightly grasped the Hellfire Stick, with an unyielding light flashing in his eyes, and strode towards the endless torrent of all races.

boom!
Nine fire dragons rose into the sky, raging flames, vowing to engulf all races in the sea of ​​fire. However, facing the coalition forces of all races that were ten or a hundred times more numerous than everyone else, everyone at Beizhan Wuda could only hold on.

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from afar.

"The whole army obeys the order and charges with me!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw flags with the word "Yan" on them fluttering in the air.

"The Yanzi Army! It's the Yanzi Army!"

"Great! The Yanzi Army is here, we are saved! Dongzhao City is saved!"

"With the Land War God here! All these myriad races must die!"

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Cheers rang out one after another, and hope was rekindled in people's hearts.

Lu Zhenyan stood proudly above a fire dragon, looking down upon all living beings, like a king descending.

Lu Zhenyan just waved his hand, and an endless sea of ​​fire surged from all directions.

All races wailed in the flames and turned to ashes in an instant.

The power exerted by Lu Zhenyan is more than a hundred times stronger than that of Lu Hong!
Although the joining of the Yan Army greatly relieved the pressure on Lu Hong and others.

But the number of all races is still astonishing, like an endless sea, constantly impacting the human defense line.

Especially those powerful people from all races who have reached the ninth level of cultivation, which makes everyone feel more pressured, and there are only a few who can compete with them.

Lu Zhenyan had no time to reminisce with everyone, he didn't even look at Lu Hong.

Lu Zhenyan stared at the seemingly endless army of all races, his brows furrowed, revealing an unquestionable determination.

"We must find the source of cholera!"

Lu Zhenyan turned his gaze to the deputy general beside him and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Ligang, from now on, all actions of the Yanzi Army are under your full command.

I swear to protect the safety of everyone in Dongzhao City!"

The middle-aged general Zhang Ligang stepped forward and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Yes, General!"

After saying that, Lu Zhenyan stretched out his body, stepped on the flaming fire dragon, and headed straight for the heart of Dongzhao City like a meteor streaking through the sky.

Lu Hong and others still stood at the forefront, fighting side by side with the Yan Army to resist the fierce offensive of all races.

There was no more fatigue in their eyes, only the desire for victory and ruthlessness towards the enemy.

Even Mo Qilin, who was always cautious and timid, was now covered in blood, with a fierce look in his eyes, and he had long since disregarded life and death.

Lu Hong even transformed himself into the god of death on the battlefield, shuttling among all races and being invincible.

All races below level eight are no match for Lu Hong!
Countless people from all races died at the hands of Lu Hong!
Everyone was so blood-thirsty that they had no idea how time was passing.

However, everyone clearly felt that the offensive of the Ten Thousand Races was beginning to be overwhelmed and their numbers were gradually decreasing.

Lu Hong and his men were in high spirits and pressed forward towards the coalition forces of all races.

Suddenly, a black hole appeared beside everyone.

Mr. Mo walked out in a slightly embarrassed manner.

He looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "The void gate that the myriad races of Dongzhao City enter has been closed!

Of all the remaining tribes, not a single one will be left alive!
Kill without mercy! "

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like the beating of a war drum, arousing the deepest fighting spirit in everyone's hearts.

They roared and rushed towards the remaining tribes like ignited flames.

"Kill! All of you, the myriad races, deserve to die!"

"All races must pay for their crimes!"

"Everyone, charge! Victory is just around the corner!"

"For the sake of those innocent souls who passed away, we must make all races pay with blood!"

"Annihilate all races!"

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The voices of the crowd rose one after another, resounding through the sky.

However, Mr. Mo still looked worried.

When Lu Hong saw this scene, he felt inexplicably uneasy.

Lu Zhenyan hasn't come back yet!
(End of this chapter)