In the center of a large pit with a diameter of more than a million miles at the core of the Jin Sect's forbidden land, the lair that Jiaoji and others brought to this world has sunk into the ground for millions of miles. Black chains burned with black flames, frantically drilling into the surrounding rock formations, frantically extracting the essence of the surrounding earth veins and various minerals.
The surface of the nest, which is tens of thousands of miles in diameter, is densely packed like a honeycomb. Inside the holes, which are as big as a few miles and as small as a few feet in diameter, warriors from the Dark Horn clan, who are covered in darkness and covered with a layer of wet and sticky mucus, are constantly crawling hard. come out.
When these warriors of the Nether Horn Clan first emerged from their lair, their aura was extremely weak, probably even worse than that of ordinary Anshe realm monks.
They stood on the surface of the nest, waiting for the turbulent and turbid wind around them to dry the mucus on their bodies. Their aura gradually strengthened, and they continued to break through, gradually breaking through from the An Sheng realm to the Destiny realm or even higher.
If you look closely, you will see that the warriors of the Nether Horn clan standing on the surface of the lair have a thin transparent hose like an umbilical cord connected to the inside of the lair. Lines of black viscous juice shimmered with dazzling light and were continuously injected into their bodies from the transparent hose.
The more mucus injected, the more powerful their aura becomes.
When their aura increased to a certain level, these transparent hoses fell off one after another and retracted into the lair. The scarlet light flashed in these eyes. There was no intelligence at all, only the pure animal instinct of the warriors of the Nether Horn clan. They howled and flew into the sky one after another, jumping towards the ground along the walls of the large sunken pit around them.
Every day, hundreds of millions of new warriors of the Nether Horn clan are born from their nests.
The longer time passes, the more new warriors of the Nether Horn clan become more numerous, and their strength becomes stronger.
Every day, varying numbers of warriors from the Nether Horn Clan charged and attacked all around, and then were blown to pieces by the Chaos Fire Crossbows that filled the sky and suffered heavy losses.
If you calculate carefully, you will know that these lost warriors of the Nether Horn clan are only less than 10% of the new warriors produced every day.
At least 90% of the newly created warriors are hidden in this turbid black void. Except for a few senior leaders of the Nether Horn clan, no one knows how much military power they have hidden.
Follow a dark hole to sneak into the lair of the Hades Clan, follow the winding and strangely structured tunnel that resembles biological intestinal tissue, and travel for tens of thousands of miles. In a huge chamber, there are constantly... There was a strange black-red light coming out.
This is a huge chamber similar to a human womb, with a radius of hundreds of miles. Countless warriors from the Nether Horn Clan who have a little bit of beetle characteristics on their bodies, but look almost the same as humans gather here, quietly Guarding the two huge black flesh cocoons in the middle.
Compared with the newly created warriors of the Nether Horn clan outside, the warriors here are stronger and more powerful, and the scarlet light in their eyes clearly has the unique aura of intelligent creatures, rather than those who only know how to kill and devour. of low-level creatures.
The two flesh cocoons in the center of the chamber are suspended in mid-air, and dozens of translucent hoses as thick as arms are injected into them. A large amount of high-temperature black juice is constantly injected into them.
Through the translucent cocoon wall, you can see two figures, a man and a woman, inside.
Among them, the man is General Jiao, and the woman is Ying Xiuer!
Ying Xiuer in the flesh cocoon is about ten feet tall, with a slim and tall body, and her body is covered with a layer of moist black cuticle, which is full of a kind of evil and evil beauty, and is also filled with a strange sense of power that is sinister and sinister.
The long hair on her head was gone, and her scalp was covered with thousands of long, thick and hard thorns. The black thorns shone with a faint light, like sharp little horns made of crystal.
Her face was constantly squirming, ferocious and twisted, full of struggle.
Occasionally she would open her eyes, her scarlet eyes filled with confusion and turbidity, and her eyes would move rapidly from time to time, as if she was in a nightmare.
The other general in the cocoon has a dull expression. He is quietly suspended in the thick dark red juice. Every muscle on his body is slowly squirming, constantly absorbing the violent energy in the dark red juice. , quickly recovering his own strength.
Being attacked by Lord Shu, his body collapsed and his soul was swallowed up. Only a wisp of spirit entrusted in Ying Xiuer's soul survived.
General Jiao is considered a person who died once. Using the powerful power of this lair, he rebuilt a perfect body, and borrowed the souls of countless devoured monks to restore and strengthen his own soul, even stronger than the original one. The soul is more powerful and pure.
The Nether Horn clan is such a terrifying clan.
As long as there are enough resources for them to devour, even if there is only one cell left, they can quickly recover.
"Xiu'er!" General Jiao's voice suddenly sounded in the chamber: "This time, it's Jiao Yi's fault. Their reckless collision destroyed the resistance of the indigenous people, but it also killed all your tribesmen. "
"Even you, your physical body was destroyed." General Jiao sighed: "What a beautiful body it was, it was destroyed like this. What a pity... But don't worry, your people's I’ve had people collect the body parts.”
"It won't take long, using their corpses as materials, I will help you create a new group of clansmen with the blood of your Da Qin. Of course, they not only have the blood of your Da Qin, they are also members of our Mingjiao clan. .”
Ying Xiuer's eyes suddenly spurted out two crazy flashes of blood, and she smiled and said: "Yes, yes, dead, all dead... These re-created clansmen are still my clansmen." Haha, it’s all their fault, it’s all their fault!”
Ying Xiuer's slender fingers clenched tightly, and she roared: "They destroyed Great Qin, and I will destroy them. When Great Qin is over, they must also be buried with them! Hey, let me play with them properly. "
Following Ying Xiu'er's screams, countless warriors from the Netherworld clan began to stir up in the sky. They allocated some of their manpower and began to once again attack the defense line set up by Luo'er using those defective war puppets.
So the Chaos Fire Crossbow continued to bombard the ground, and large craters with a diameter of more than ten miles were blasted on the ground. Countless flesh and blood flew everywhere. Large groups of warriors from the Nether Horn Clan were blown to pieces, and their corpses were blown to pieces by other Nether Horn Clan warriors. The soldiers dragged it back for recycling.
"Hehe, have the people who command these monks become more powerful these days?"
"From being at a loss at the beginning, he actually became calm and composed, and his ability to control the battle situation has at least improved several times."
"But that's not enough. War, especially this kind of war, is not something that a rookie like you can learn!"
Ying Xiuer smiled "chichi" and said in a low voice: "Master Dao, what do you think?"
A man nearly two feet tall, with a forty-nine-layered treasure wheel slowly rotating behind him, and a breath as vast as the sun quietly appeared in the chamber.
The low, rich, and inexplicably majestic voice shook the entire chamber.
"Let's join forces. Maybe you still have a chance to defeat them."