The huge silver giant eagle stood proudly on the earth, full of strength and beauty, and its body was like a majestic sacred mountain, unshakable

Rumble!!

The vast and fierce steel torrent slammed into the silver sacred mountain, and in an instant, it was clear that one by one, the bull-headed trolls howled miserably, and they were directly knocked away by the powerful force.

They held huge bronze shields in their hands, all of them twisted and deformed, the flesh on their arms exploded, and purple-red blood splattered in all directions.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but gasp: the strength of a bull-headed troll is enough for a super powerhouse in the Lingxi realm like Lan Xuan to withstand Yan Zòng's internal injuries, and what kind of powerful power should it be to impact twelve trolls together?

But in front of this silver giant eagle, the twelve giant monsters were like grasshoppers shaking a tree, and they couldn't do any damage to it at all, and in that violent impact, the silver giant eagle figure didn't even shake!

In the next second, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the huge silver giant eagle's wings shook violently, and the silver soared out in an instant, and instantly tore the twelve bull-headed trolls that were seriously injured by the powerful force to pieces.

Seeing this, the people also cheered up, and there were only four minotaur trolls in front of them, which was a lot of trouble for this group of elite powerhouses of the evil lineage.

Although these minotaurs are powerful, they have very simple minds and love to go on a rampage. It's easy to kill them as long as you avoid them a little bit, and they hit them head-on.

As time passed, round after round of minotaurs emerged from the void, seemingly endlessly.

Each time you kill a troll, the next round will double the number of trolls. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

As for Chu Chenlai, the number of minotaur trolls he had to face was three times that of them.

By the time the seventh round of killings was reached, there were already one hundred and ninety-two minotaur trolls in front of him, nearly two hundred.

And at this moment, the number of minotaur trolls in front of him has reached sixty-four!

More than two hundred minotaur trolls roared violently, and the huge bronze towers and shields converged into a mighty copper wall and crushed the iron wall.

A cold light flashed slightly in Chu Chen's eyes, and for the first time, he took the initiative to attack, and the two huge silver wings were like two heavenly knives slammed in front of him, and a blazing silver sword instantly swept through, smashing the bronze tower shield in an instant.

The silver eagle slammed through the minotaur colony, killing every part of its body and becoming the most terrifying weapon of all: wings, claws, and pecks. Every time you move, a dazzling blood flower bursts out.

In the ninth round, the number of minotaurs faced by his people reached more than two hundred, and the number of minotaur trolls around Chu Chen had reached nearly a thousand.

Seeing a dense crowd in front of him, the bull-headed giant monster rushed towards him like a locust, Chu Chen's wings opened and closed one by one, and in an instant, a thousand feet of silver light burst out from between the wings.

In the void, it was like a small silver sun exploded like a small silver sun, and everywhere the bright silver light passed, those minotaurs melted and disappeared as quickly as ice and snow under the scorching sun.

By the tenth round, there were more than 500 minotaurs in front of everyone.

And the bull-headed trolls around Chu Chen have reached more than 1,500!

At this moment, everyone's complexion has changed slightly, and more than five hundred powerful and infinitely powerful minotaur trolls have formed a torrent of steel, which is already quite large-scale.

It's hard enough to find an opportunity to inflict effective damage in the midst of so many minotaur charges.

At that time, Zixi and the newly added young man in blood were extremely solemn, and the purple lightsaber and blood-red light blade were all around them, and the color was a little dim, and even a few faint wounds appeared on their bodies.

And Ling Xuan, the silver-haired man, the evil bone old man, and the evil monk were relatively relaxed, at least a wound appeared on their bodies, and they could only clearly feel that their speed of attack was relatively quick.

The invisible sword around Ling Xuan's body exuded an aura that was even sharper and sharper, and the silver-haired man's silver hair flew into a blazing silver waterfall;

The black thunder burst out on the ancient banner of the evil bone Laosu, almost forming a thunderstorm, and the black hole in the space in front of the evil monk was even more like a hellish demon, and its huge mouth seemed to devour the heavens and the earth.

On the other hand, more than 1,500 minotaur trolls formed a vast sea of steel, almost completely submerging Chu Chen, and more than 1,500 huge tower shields and bronze giant hammers were swung up, reflecting light from them, almost obscuring the sky and the sun.

At this time, the Minotaur can no longer be simply called a troll, this is simply an army of Minotaurs!

And even more surprising, when these more than 1,500 minotaur trolls were united, they actually knew how to attack together, and after thousands of years, they were still as bright as new, and the bronze giant hammer and tower shield emitted a cold and evil aura, which made everyone feel shocked and terrifying from the heart.

Chu Chen's wings were spread wide on his body, and the silver light swept like a sea tide.

The experience in Ling Xuan's heart demon space made Chu Chen's heart swell with a hint of realization, knowing that the essence of his silver eagle clone was actually a golden-winged Dapeng.

At this time, although the silver eagle clone was still in a juvenile state, it could also initially use a trace of the golden-winged Dapeng one-vein natal divine power, and the silver light that was dizzy and dizzy was the natal divine light of the Peng Bird clan.

Although far from the Golden Winged Roc, the golden divine light is as powerful as endless, but it is not something that these low-level minotaur trolls can resist!

Silver light burst into the heavens and the earth, as if a bright silver flower suddenly bloomed.

Every trace of silver light became the sharpest sword qi, and the vast silver light surged out, instantly twisting the minotaur into pieces. Large expanses of purple-black blood splattered out, infecting the entire land.

When more than 1,500 minotaurs died at the same time, the minotaur in front of them was only less than 10% eliminated.

Seeing the blood of many giant monsters standing proudly in the eyes of the silver giant eagle, a shock from the heart appeared in the pupils of the people.

"This kind of power is unmatched. The evil bone old man's big sleeves flew flying, and the huge ancient banner on the manipulator's side poured out a waterfall of thunder and lightning, killing dozens of minotaur trolls in one fell swoop, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh in his free time: "With so many evil elite powerhouses entering the Yin Mountain Secret Realm, is it possible that they can hold on to this bird until the end?"