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Seeing the scene of Moda's blood congealed into the blood-colored household seal, the troll warriors riding wolves all felt chills on their backs and their hairs stood on end. Only then did they realize that there were more than a dozen strange blood-colored talismans around Lin Ming. Wen, each one is made of the essence and blood of a dead troll!
What kind of exercise is this? Why is it more similar to the magic way than the exercises they practice
"Run!" The trolls came to their senses, mobilized the wolf riders under them, turned and fled.
Seeing this scene, Lin Ming raised his right hand indifferently, "You... all have ways to kill yourself!"
"Crack!"
More than a dozen blood-drinking seals flew out, red light swallowed, and blood rain swayed. The body-protecting magic elements of these troll wolf cavalry were as fragile as waste paper in front of the blood-drinking seal, and they were easily pierced through the body. Rolled off the wolf ride and died instantly.
There were screams for a while, and this place has completely become a killing ground for Shura.
With a flick of Lin Ming's fingers, the blood-killing evil thunder roared out. Puffs of blood mist shot out from the bodies of these dead trolls, condensed into new blood-drinking marks, and flew back to Lin Ming's hands. Fly up and down.
Seeing this scene, the warriors watching the battle around were a little numb. This is a battle of massacre plus torture, and the strength is completely disproportionate!
It is unbelievable that this young man is just an innate warrior. Can a human being who has always been weak and who has always been cast aside by the trolls be so strong
In this world of trolls, the status of human warriors is very low. Troll tribes dare to massacre humans wantonly, but human tribes dare not massacre trolls wantonly, because they are afraid of arousing the anger of troll tribes, and they will come at all costs. Join forces to encircle them.
And this situation is not due to the lack of human beings. In fact, the reproductive ability of human beings is much better than that of trolls. This is all because of human talent and cultivation system. It will never be comparable to the troll's magic element cultivation system.
In the huge Demon Cloud Grassland, the number of human Revolving Pill fighters does not exceed one hand, while the number of demon kings in the troll tribe is more than 20, and only one-star demon kings can fight against the middle stage of Revolving Pills.
Under such circumstances, it is inevitable for human beings to be enslaved by trolls. Many human warriors even gave up on themselves because of this, subconsciously thinking that human beings should be inferior to trolls, and complaining about the weakness of the Juyuan system. Now seeing Lin Ming, they But hope was rekindled.
Human fighters can also leapfrog to kill the giant Tang!
The Juyuan system can also defeat the Moyuan system!
Realizing this, all the human warriors present felt that the fighting spirit that had been suppressed for many years was slowly burning in their bodies.
When Huo Yuan saw this scene, his heart suddenly moved. He picked up a thick blood-stained spear on the ground and slammed it on the ground. With a muffled sound, Huo Yuan immediately attracted everyone's attention.
He raised his spear, and pointed the cold and winding spear point straight at the blue sky.
"Brothers! Fellow countrymen!"
"The trolls have oppressed us for too long! Their wolf riding we can't stop but one"
"Fate is in your own hands! Are you willing to be slaves for the rest of your life? If not, then fight with our God of War!"
"Use our swords and blood! Tell the trolls that they can't act recklessly, because the grassland under their feet belongs to us!"
It has to be said that human beings are animals that are easily infected by emotions, especially in this situation. After witnessing Lin Ming's unstoppable killing just now, and then being incited by Huo Yuanyi, the entire city's human beings instantly boiled over!
Don't want to be slaves anymore, just because of this belief, at this moment, let them die immediately without fear!
This unexpected change made Lin Ming slightly startled. He glanced at Huo Yuan in surprise. He didn't expect that this guy still had talent in this area. Although he didn't need the help of these humans at all, but with their presence , to be able to eradicate the Mocang tribe more thoroughly, otherwise, no matter how many he kills alone, it is impossible to kill all the trolls in a tribe.
"Kill!"
"Come on, brothers!"
"Follow God of War!"
Hearing this slogan, Lin Ming felt like he couldn't laugh or cry. With Huo Yuan's casual words, he actually became the God of War.
In fact, what human warriors are most afraid of is those demon generals with two stars or above, especially the wolf cavalry guards. In front of their impact, human warriors whose cultivation base is at the early stage of the day after tomorrow, and the middle stage of the day after tomorrow, and whose foundation is unstable are like a group of mobs. But these people, in front of Lin Ming, are simply vulnerable!
This day is destined to be a day of bloodshed, and killings are everywhere in the Mocang tribe!
The news of the human warrior's riot and Moda's killing spread like a tide throughout the entire Mocang tribe in a short period of time. When a human warrior rode a captured wolf cavalry and charged towards the tent where Qinghe and her grandmother were hiding, protect Qing He's Huo Zhen suddenly became nervous. He thought that Lin Ming and his elder brother had been killed, and some wolf cavalry came to kill Qing He and himself.
He nervously grasped the low-grade precious saber that Lin Ming had given him. He didn't see the face of the opponent until the opponent rushed over and took off his helmet. bone forging period.
Diao Naren jumped off the wolf rider excitedly, his face was red, and he shouted out of breath: "Huo... General Huo let me tell you, Master Lin, the god of war, has killed Moda, instant kill! Now the human warrior The rebel army has been organized to attack Mocang headquarters!"
The sudden news made Huo Zhen completely stunned. Behind Huo Zhen, Qing He also covered her small mouth. As a commoner, she didn't understand the difference in the realm of warriors, but Moda's strength had already penetrated into her heart. In her heart, she once saw with her own eyes that Moda shattered a small hill with one punch.
In this urban area, Moda is almost synonymous with invincibility. He is the king and cannot be defied!
On the other hand, Lin Ming, in Qing He's eyes, has always been a gentle big brother image with a very good temper. Previously, trolls deliberately came to make things difficult for them and framed them for stealing sheep. Lin Ming endured it and paid the blood stone She never imagined that such a gentle brother Lin Ming would kill Moda in seconds...
"General Huo... Are you talking about my brother? God of War... Master Lin?" Huo Zhen muttered to himself, his brother has become a general? Rebel army... Could it be that young man can really lead human slave warriors to overthrow the Mocang tribe
On the frontline killing field, Lin Ming took the lead. His speed was unmatched by anyone. Dozens of blood-drinking marks flew around him. The deadly red light pierced the air and made a sharp screaming sound. Lin Ming was like a storm of blades, wherever it passed, a rain of blood flew everywhere!
There were no trolls who could get close to Lin Ming. Just one touch could decapitate these trolls! As for the dead troll, the corpse exploded into a blood mist before it fell down, and a new blood drink mark floated up and gathered around Lin Ming.
Lin Ming only needed the blood-drinking seals of three-star demon generals and above, and the blood essence of other low-ranking trolls would be sucked out to supplement the other blood-drinking seals, becoming nutrition.
Otherwise, the blood drink marks gathered around Lin Ming would have already reached several hundred.
The rebel army rampaged all the way, unstoppable, but 70% of the dead trolls died at the hands of Lin Ming! And all the high-level trolls above the three-star demon general are included in the 70% of the trolls. The rest of the rebel army are just killing the little ones who slipped through the net.
The human warriors who followed Lin Ming witnessed Lin Ming slaughtering high-level demon generals almost like chopping melons and vegetables. From the initial shock, shock, and then completely numb, it seemed that under Lin Ming's hands, these trolls were simply Not an invincible magic general, but a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
The headquarters of the Mocang tribe was broken through, and the ten-foot-high gate was cut open by the seal of blood drink like tofu!
Boom!
The high wall of the headquarters collapsed, and it was extremely tough. The silk tent that could withstand knives and fire was torn to pieces by the seal of blood drink, and in the tent, six troll elders stood side by side!
They are all six-star magic generals!
These six people are the strongest of the Mo Cang tribe, and they also symbolize the highest power center of the Mo Cang tribe. To the slaves and mortals of the Mo Cang tribe, they exist like gods!
The six-day elders, whose appearance is slightly aged, are wearing black elder robes, standing side by side, exuding a powerful and incomparable aura, just like the six gods and Buddhas, which makes people feel irresistible.
Even the heroic insurgents before saw these six people, and they were stunned, and they couldn't help feeling timid.
These are six six-star demon generals, any one of them is several times stronger than Moda, the six of them unite, Lin Ming can win against six with one against six
At this time, no one doubted Lin Ming's strength, it was just that the six elders had accumulated too much power!
"Junior! What name are you fighting for? Someone like you can't be unknown. You are a genius cultivated by a human sect in the northern region of the Holy Demon Continent!" said the first elder on the right.
The Moyun Grassland is only an insignificant part of the Holy Demon Continent. People in the Moyun Grassland are accustomed to calling it the Northern Territory for all other places in the Holy Demon Continent.
Lin Ming remained silent, but he was secretly estimating the strength of the six elders in front of him. If their blood essence was used to make the Blood Drinking Seal, how powerful would it be
"Junior! For the sake of your sect, this matter ends here. You apologize to the Mocang tribe, and we will not pursue it anymore, otherwise the six of us will join forces to kill you here!"
Another elder spoke, his voice was low and hoarse. He was not afraid of Lin Ming, but the sect behind Lin Ming. Although it is said that the power of humans in the Holy Demon Continent is far weaker than that of trolls, it does not mean that humans are not strong. Forget it, to be able to cultivate such a terrifying evildoer, no matter how they are sects above the fourth rank, their little Mocang tribe can't afford to provoke them.
When the elder said this, the other human rebels were stunned for a moment, and then became tense in an instant. They were afraid that Lin Ming would choose to compromise. In that case, Lin Ming would be fine, but they would all be cramped.
Lin Ming just smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Sorry, I'm not even half interested in your suggestions!" (
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