On Qingli Island, Chu Tian, who was shirtless, with a bloody leopard skin wrapped around his waist and a large python skin on his shoulders, filled with a savage and animalistic aura, walked calmly through one slave warrior camp after another. .
Chu Tian has used the method of Haoyue's transformation to change his body shape and appearance.
At this moment, he was about one foot and three inches tall, with dark skin and various dark blue weird tattoos embroidered on it. He looked extremely ferocious. His long hair was scattered around the back of his head. Sweat and blood made his long hair knotted and turned into small strands of knots that resembled small whips.
Tianxiu used the jade tablet to control all the slave warriors without worrying that they would escape from the battlefield. Therefore, as long as Tianxiu's slave legions, large and small, can fight hard and fight hard, they don't put much restraint on them on weekdays.
On Green Carp Island, large and small slave camps were mixed together in a mess, just like a tent area where countless refugees gathered. The chaos was extremely chaotic.
The wealth that Qingli Island had accumulated for countless years was plundered by them. Although the main seizures had been taken away by Tianxiu, the slave warriors who handled it still received a lot of benefits.
The camp was full of slave warriors who were drinking, having fun and shouting wantonly. The fine wines from various wineries, restaurants, big families, and various powerful forces on Qingli Island were squandered by these slave warriors without any heartache.
Piles of bonfires emit bright light and heat at night. Fat cows, fat sheep, fat chickens, fat geese... A large amount of meat is roasted on the bonfire until it becomes brown and oily. The aroma of the meat is almost condensed into substance, which makes people want to Burp.
The desperate cries of women could be heard from many tattered tents. All kinds of weird physical collision sounds came from all directions. The excited and distorted roars of the slave warriors were like the roar of wild beasts, spreading far away at night.
There are also many places where slave warriors who belong to different groups or belong to the same group, because of trivial matters, were burned by alcohol and were unconscious. They drew their swords at each other and went crazy amidst the excited roars of countless companions. As he slashed, blood sprayed out along with the light and shadow of the sword, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.
Demons danced wildly, and the air was filled with smoke. When Chutian walked past a group of slave warriors who were enthusiastically smearing grease on the ancient trees and lighting the towering ancient trees as torches, he knew that the Green Carp Island was completely destroyed.
Rebuilding is not something that can be accomplished in three to five hundred years.
Suddenly, three heavy large flying knives whizzed and were thrown towards Chu Tian. The flying knives, which were three feet long and flashed with cold light, weighed tens of thousands of kilograms. Only Tian Xiu, who had extremely strong physical strength, chose to use this kind of knife. Heavy weapons!
Unlike spiritual cultivation, some disciples of the Sword Sect, the flying swords they use are only a few inches long, but when activated by the sword tactics, they can still explode with terrifying lethality.
Chu Tian waved his right hand, and the heavy hammer made a "wu" sound, leaving a black afterimage. The three flying knives hit the heavy hammer heavily, and were easily smashed into pieces by the dark and heavy heavy hammer.
A few dozen feet away, a group of slave warriors gathered around a bonfire, their faces reddened by alcohol, their eyes fierce and panting like wild beasts. Just as they burst into wild laughter, the laughter stopped abruptly.
They looked at Chu Tian with astonishment. One of them, a bald man with the tallest body and almost the same height as Chu Tian now, looked at this side with twitching face. On the ground at his feet, there was still a penis inserted. There are nine large flying knives that are exactly the same as the flying knives that were smashed just now.
Chu Tian glanced at the big man with cold eyes.
It was obvious that these guys had drunk too much and were bored and wanted to cause trouble to vent their excessive energy. Chu Tian, who passed by alone and had a strange face, became their best target for provoking trouble.
However, they never dreamed that they were provoking such a terrifying being!
There is a huge gap between heavenly cultivators who practice ordinary skills and heavenly clans who practice "heavenly skills". The "Great Dream Divine Code" practiced by Chu Tian, as well as the mutated "Nine-Death Black Turtle Technique", as well as the "Heaven-Defying Sword Code" that has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship in this world, are all more advanced and profound than ordinary "Heaven Skills". More magical techniques.
These ordinary heavenly cultivators, whose physical strength is no more than ten dragons' power, and whose maximum lethality in the Destiny Realm is no more than dozens of dragons' power, have reached 720,000 dragons' power in their physical body, and even greater magic power. In front of Chu Tian, they were even worse than ants!
Tilting his head, Chu Tian glanced at the group of slave warriors who had drawn their weapons and were about to move. Chu Tian bent down and grabbed a stone the size of a human head from the ground.
After weighing the stone, Chu Tian threw it out with great care.
With a "bang" sound, the stone followed an absolutely straight trajectory, breaking through dozens of white circular air blasts, and hit the chest of the big man who had just launched the flying knife.
Chu Tian had been careful and cautious, controlling his power extremely carefully, but the stone he threw still pierced the big man's chest directly. A stream of blood mist spurted out, and a dozen slave warriors behind the big man howled in unison. Their arms were broken, their shoulders were shattered, or their chests were pierced by stones that were so fast that they couldn't even see their shadows.
As soon as the screams came out, they stopped at the same time.
Dozens of big men gritted their teeth and looked at Chu Tian in horror, not daring to make a sound.
Chu Tian sneered and made a threatening gesture of cutting his throat to them. He smiled and continued to move forward with big strides.
Walking along the way, Chutian soon saw a huge bloody flag on a ten-foot-high flagpole beside a pool in front of him. In the middle of the big flag, there was a white wolf looking up to the sky and howling, and a high-flying white wolf. Flying black eagle.
The Eagle Wolf Regiment's station has arrived.
Different from the messy and chaotic slave camps around it, the Eagle Wolf Regiment's camp is very neat and orderly, with trenches dug on all sides and simple early warning restrictions set up. There are watchtowers and arrow towers in all corners, and there are harpies with amazing eyesight on them. On duty.
The tents in the camp were neat and clean. Teams of Eagle and Wolf warriors sat neatly around the campfire. They also ate meat and drank wine. However, they did not make any messy sounds and showed strict discipline.
In the dark corners of the camp, there are secret sentries lurking.
As far as Chu Tian could see, there were twelve swimming patrol teams constantly rotating around the camp. Many wolf monsters transformed into their original forms, giant wolves mixed in with the patrol team, their noses twitching constantly, but when outsiders approached, it was difficult to hide from their sensitive noses.
A gate was opened in the camp facing the water pool. Chu Tian saw at a glance that the old yellow wolf that once carried him around in Yazhou was taking the form of a human with a yellow-haired wolf head on his head. Standing in the middle of the gate, he was obviously the leader of the patrol.