The sudden change hit the confidence of the white-faced leader hard, and the entire stronghold fell into a semi-paralyzed state, which was simply a live target. [with _ dream]ā

If you rely on manpower to fight, it is no different from sending you to death, and there is really little hope.

After thinking about it, I could only run away.

"Stay in the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood, and avenge my brother in the future!"

The white-faced leader gritted his teeth, turned around and gave the order to flee, and asked everyone to gather in one place.

The whole stronghold was in chaos, people rushed to the assembly place from all directions, and the white-faced leader would not wait for everyone to arrive, as long as it was almost enough, he would lead the crowd to leave, and those who did not arrive in time could only ask for more blessings.

The shock light wave of the Big Mouth continued to rage, completely lighting up the star, and the various devices in the range were paralyzed more and more severely, and even many treasures were out of order.

As a result, escape has become a problem, the star boat is not used, and the formation is unstable.

In the past, the Big Mouth was the killer weapon of the Bloody Clothes Army, but now it is their turn to eat the consequences of their own evil and taste the bitterness of the Big Mouth.

The white-faced leader chose a desperate way to escape, forcibly operating the teleportation array, using the teleportation array to make a spatial jump, get rid of the influence of light waves, and then leave by starship instead.

The teleportation array is affected by the light wave, which is very unstable, and may fail when teleporting, and once it fails, the consequences will be serious, and it may be teleported to the wrong place, or even directly shredded by the space.

The white-faced leader observes the movements of the two enemy ships, which are constantly approaching and the danger is looming.

"You can't wait, let's go! You guys and I will work with me to activate the teleportation array, and we must stabilize the teleportation array no matter what!"

The white-faced leader gave a deep order, and joined forces with several capable generals to urge the teleportation array, each occupying a position, connecting with each other's strength, and injecting it into the formation.

The teleportation array, which was originally very unstable, quickly stabilized, and countless Dao seals flickered, forming a spatial vortex, aiming the coordinates at the void.

When the time was ripe, the white-faced leader waved his hand, collected the people present into his own independent space, and then stepped into the teleportation array.

At this juncture, a strong enough to suppress the heavens shrouded in, permeating the entire Bloodcoat Army garrison.

All those who were shrouded by this thought couldn't move, even the white-faced leader of the Star River Realm!

"What's going on? Where did the idea come from? This idea is so strong, could it be that the middle god is making a move?"

The white-faced leader was terrified, and tried to leave with the help of the teleportation array, but he couldn't move.

This sudden thought is really too powerful, beyond the scope of the lower gods, and is definitely at the level of the middle gods.

There is a world of difference between the lower gods and the middle gods, and the difference in strength is like a chasm.

The Bloody Clothes Army is up and down, and there is not even a median god.

Only then did the white-faced leader know that their blood-clothed army had provoked such a terrifying enemy, far beyond their previous expectations.

If he can move now, he will definitely send a message to the boss of the Bloody Army, telling them about this, telling them to flee quickly, and never think about revenge again.

It would be unwise to go against a median god.

Even if you want to take revenge, it will definitely not be a hard hit.

"Move, move!"

The white-faced leader struggled violently, urging his own strength to fight the foreign thought.

This thought was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, pressing him out of breath, and no matter how much he struggled, at most it only loosened the idea a little.

Time passed bit by bit, and the people in the entire stronghold of the Bloody Clothes Army seemed to have turned into a group of statues, honestly staying in place.

Behind the white-faced leader, footsteps suddenly sounded, and the sound came from far and near. He couldn't turn back, he couldn't see who was coming, he could only feel the great pressure, and the footsteps were like a death knell coming from hell, sounding the lament of death.

"This is called crushing in strength. My thug is really powerful, and with him by his side, a lot of things are so much easier. ”

A light voice sounded with footsteps.

"Who are you?" the white-faced leader barely spoke with his mind.

"I'm the one who came to kill you. The voice replied.

"This friend, there is something to discuss, there is no need to do things so absolutely. I don't know where the Bloody Clothes Army offended you, but it was the Bloody Clothes Army who suffered, and I ask you to raise your noble hand and let us go. Everyone takes a step back, and the previous grievances and grievances can be written off. ”

"That's a nice thing to say, so I'll leave it to you as your last words. As for your proposal, I'm not interested in considering it. You blood-clothed soldiers have become my prey, and when you bite into it and taste the blood, you can't stop anymore. ”

As soon as the words fell, a sharp sword pierced the back of the white-faced leader, piercing through his heart, and the sharp sword qi exploded in his body, shattering everything in his body.

"I'm fighting with you!" the white-faced leader tried his last bit to die with the man who drew the sword, in a vain attempt to cause a self-explosion, but he failed to do so.

The suppression of thoughts that shrouded him became stronger again, suppressing the white-faced leader and preventing him from detonating himself.

After all, he could not escape death, and died by the sword.

When a person dies, the independent space on his body will collapse, and the people and things inside will be scattered.

The people who had been taken in by the white-faced leader before were all released and scattered around.

The blade of the sword was pulled out of the corpse of the white-faced leader, and a figure flashed from behind, and the person who came out of the sword was Fan Lang.

He had a calm face, like a ruthless executioner, slaying down all the starry sky thieves present.

The Bloody Clothes Army originally regarded the Qiming as a prey, but now it is completely reversed, and they themselves have become prey.

A group of vicious outlaws have provoked an even more vicious and brutal killing god!

This is called one thing descending from one thing.

......

An hour later.

The stronghold of the Bloody Clothes was slaughtered, and all the Star Sea pirates could not escape death, only the innocent captives survived.

After Fan Lang started killing, he was still as calm as before, as if nothing had happened just now.

He gathered all his captives together, numbering in the thousands, most of them women. For these captives, he naturally had arrangements.

"The Bloody Clothes here have been wiped out by me, you are all captives, one thing is the same, I will not hurt you. In the future, when there is an opportunity, you will be free, and you will go wherever you like. Next, you just need to cooperate obediently, and I will arrange a temporary place for you to live, and you will be wronged for the time being. I don't need your thanks, you just don't mess with me, that's all I want. ”

Fan Lang said to the many captives.

The captives were afraid, and they were all silent, not daring to speak.

Only one woman stepped out of the crowd and said to Fan Lang: "This chivalrous man, I have something to tell you. ”