Seeing that they were about to collapse completely, Poor Dao Xin suddenly felt something, and a powerful magic fluctuation came again! Electricity Great Demon Master Tuo Ke Tan, you old man finally couldn't help it? Poor Dao Xin sneered secretly, and then quickly locked his position with his divine sense, it was a man hidden in the depths of the Tiger Huang Legion, and his whole body was wrapped in a black robe, including his head. Powerful electric magic fluctuations are faintly coming from his robe, and according to the strength of the magic power, he is preparing a seventh-level spell, strange, is it necessary to prepare a seventh-level spell? However, looking at the appearance that he is about to cast, it makes me have no time to doubt anything.

If he unleashed this spell, hundreds of people would die. Without hesitation, the roar of the angry dragon immediately came to his hand, and he shot out with an arrow, because he had already been locked by my divine sense, so although he was more than eight hundred meters away from me, he was still accurately killed by me. As the number one artifact in the crossbow category, the power of the roar of the angry dragon is really too great! Although the difference of 800 meters almost does not affect the almost straight flight trajectory of the crossbow arrows, and not only are many tall guards in front of that guy shot to death, but after shooting the target, the inexhaustible crossbow arrows shot down a large number of people behind the target!

The spell that the target was preparing burst out in place because it suddenly lost the caster's control, and a chain of silver lightning raged around the target for several seconds, and the warrior in charge of protecting him fell on the spot!

However, then something happened that shocked Poor Dao. In the other direction, a magic fluctuation that was ten times more powerful suddenly appeared! I was fooled! I realized this problem almost immediately, the guy just now was a fake target, and he was only using a seventh-level magic scroll! The scroll spell can be used as soon as it is opened, or it can be used in the hand for a while, and then release it after aiming, and the guy just now just provoked it and did not trigger it, making me fooled! How cunning!

Just when the poor Dao was repentant, the spell that had been planned for a long time by the Great Demon Master of the Electric System was finally released, and the sky suddenly gathered extremely thick electric magic elements, and that huge energy made me feel uneasy, and then, countless huge lightning bolts began to fall from the sky, covering a circular area with a diameter of more than five hundred meters. The power of the lightning was indescribable, and the soldiers who were struck were smashed into ashes almost immediately, and the dazzling white light and deafening roar made us all stunned by the scare!

In the face of such a huge power, anyone can't help but feel their own insignificance. The power of this spell is how much it takes to move the little finger in the heyday of the poor road? According to the standards of this world, it is also an eleventh level spell, but it only takes a few breaths from the time I shoot the stand-in to the release of the spell at the Tok Altar, and he can't release it even if he is a law god? Under normal circumstances, if there is no one to assist in such a powerful spell, it will take at least thirty minutes to prepare for it by himself as a great demon master!

Then, there is only one possibility, he has been preparing this spell for a long time, but other mages have managed to hide the fluctuations of magic power, and just when he is about to cast it, he will ask a stand-in to make a move, and attract me to shoot the roar of the angry dragon. When I shot this arrow that threatened the altar of Thork, he immediately launched a spell! This series of precise designs, ingenious and interlocking, is definitely the work of a master! This dumb man of Poor Dao is not unjust! And the designer is undoubtedly the old fox Prince Sisil!

Only Prince Sisil, a hard-nosed guy, why hasn't he died! With such a serious injury, he can still lie on his stomach and command the battle, it's really depressing to death! Poor Dao dares to pack a ticket, this is his idea on the spur of the moment, because that stand-in is not perfect, if I wish to be careful! Moreover, if it weren't for his idea, with the character of the Water Sword Saint Mehart, it would be impossible to take the initiative to do it anyway!

The most important point is that the scope of this spell is too large, and the key targets are the uncle, the father, and the ironclad beast. Because their battlefields were only two or three hundred meters apart, in order to destroy them, not only did this spell almost smash on the battle surface of the two armies, causing almost the same casualties to the soldiers on both sides, but even the Fire Sword Saint's Flame Rage Lanx was smashed right because he was fighting his father! Without the instruction of Prince Citsil, would the invited Tork Altar dare to smash it so indiscriminately? I'm afraid that if I just hit half of it, I will be hacked to death by the surrounding Carters!

This spell lasted only twenty seconds, but we all felt as long as decades, and when the lightning passed, we looked at the ravaged place, and there were only three living creatures! Poor it was smashed all over the body, the scale armor was smashed by the huge impact force, the whole body was scorched black, the cracks were still bleeding out, and it lay on the ground weakly, wailing softly, and even the strength to scream was gone, which shows how serious the injury is!

However, what about the uncle who was with him? Just when the poor road was wondering, he himself got out from under the belly of the ironclad beast, except for a little gray on his body and a little messy hair, he didn't have anything to do? This guy really deserves to be born as an old fritter, and it is not easy to calmly find the safest place to hide in the most critical time! It's a pity that the ironclad beast is used as a shield by him!

And then there is my poor father, he and Ranx fell on the road not far from each other, and the appearance of two burnt roast chickens made me anxious for a while! Poor Dao immediately made a decision, and he took Gai Ci to rush towards his father first, and at the same time released two levels of "meteorite" scrolls, all of which were smashed in the same place, which is where the Tork altar is located, I don't believe it, after this old bastard puts such a big spell, how much magic power can he have? Even those mages around him will definitely consume a lot of mana because they want to hide the magic fluctuations for him, and my two-level spells can't kill them, and they can no longer be able to carry out the next attack!

Before I rushed to my father's side, the people on both sides rushed there like crazy, but there were no people, and dozens or hundreds of weapons were thrown at the two people on the ground. Uncle Ancestor dodged, first protected his father, and then hugged his father and retreated to the side of the ironclad beast. Of course, he didn't forget to give the unconscious Lanx a fierce fighting blade, which split him into two pieces, and the poor generation of the Grandmaster, one of the top ten sword saints in the continent, was divided by his uncle like this!

With the protection of my uncle and the help of my remote scroll, we were able to protect both my father and the ironclad beast before Carter! Then he was stunned by the great concussion, and luckily he was very close to Lanx. The dragon horn sword in his hand and the dragon scale armor on his body were insulated, while the Lanx adjacent to him was a body of steel armor, especially the giant sword he held high in his hand, which was a high-grade conductor. You said that when the thunder was blowing, a man with a wooden stick and a man with an iron rod stood together, who was more unlucky? Coupled with the super defense of the dragon scale armor and the fighting spirit of his father, he escaped this catastrophe!

When I found out that my father had fainted for a while, I handed him over to the guards behind me. Check the injury of the ironclad beast again, it is my father's treasure, there is no loss! Compared to the slight injury of the father, the ironclad beast is definitely critical, its skin is now open, the blood is not stopping, and it has completely fallen into a coma! The fire energy in its body is constantly flowing out, if the energy flows empty, it will be finished, and the poor road throws several healing techniques one after another, it doesn't work at all, its huge body like a small mountain, how can a few healing techniques work?

As a last resort, I had no choice but to take out the treasured "Fire Spirit Pill" and use the dead horse as a live horse doctor! Fortunately, there was a stock in the space ring, which was easy to access, and after feeding it, it really worked, the wound began to heal slowly, the blood was gone, and it also came to its senses. That's good, if it's still not awake, I really have a headache how to get its more than ten tons of body back?

After setting it up, the poor road raised his eyes and looked around, and the two armies were now fighting with great ferocity, especially the uncle, who was so angry that he didn't speak, but just slaughtered people with his head stuffy! The sword god who had no scruples was powerful, but it was really terrifying! Within ten meters around him was a vacuum zone, and the Carter soldiers who came in, no matter how many, were all divided by the uncle's fighting spirit blade! Under the guidance of such a powerful combat power of the uncle, our team was still moving forward with great difficulty! But there was still a long way to go to get out of trouble!

And the situation in the Tork Altar was just as bad, he never dreamed that he would be attacked by a level of spells, and there were two of them. The eleventh level spell just now has almost consumed his magic power, and now, he can only rely on scrolls and equipment to attach protective spells to resist my attacks! As for the other mages who helped him, they are even more unbearable, they are the only four mages in the Cater country now, in order to hide the magic fluctuations up to level eleven, they have teamed up to arrange a very strong magic enchantment, and they have persisted until the spell release of the Tork altar, which consumes a lot of mana.

Now that they were smashed by me with a level spell, they immediately couldn't hold on, and the attached defensive spells equipped on their bodies were only level five, how could they block the two spells of the Gundam level, and after a period of futile resistance, they were stoned to death by the damaged stones!

Tuoketan himself was not very comfortable, not only used up all the high-level protective scrolls on his body, but also shattered the magic crystals that had been collected for many years and were embedded in the equipment, releasing the strongest protective spells inside, until he was almost exhausted, he could be regarded as surviving the attack of my two spells! Even so, Tuoketan himself was shocked by the powerful magic counterattack and suffered internal injuries, and then spit out several mouthfuls of blood! This little is bleeding heavily this time, I'm afraid it can make him feel distressed to death!

The current situation is not good for us, except for one uncle on my side who can still fight, all the masters have lost their combat effectiveness, and although there is not a single master left of Carter, all of them have been abolished, but the number of people is large! Almost three times that of us! Moreover, the soldiers of the Huhuang Legion are all like crazy. Although the casualties are much greater than ours, we will not retreat!

What bothered me the most was that the sound of the horse's hooves of the pursuing soldiers behind me had been faintly heard, and through the eyes of the radar, I found that they were the troops of the Silver Fox Legion, and the number of them was more than 100,000!

I can't say it.,I had to move a little bit of crooked eyes.,The summoning card can't be supported.,That thing can't be used again after at least half a year.,It's okay.,If there's really no way.,I have to call it gorgeous.,It's a pity that it's exposed now.,It's still too early! I really regret that I shouldn't have summoned Kerry all the time.,If he was there.,I'd run away early.。 Poor Dao really underestimates the heroes of the world. I didn't think that a Prince of Sisil could force me into such an embarrassing situation!

However, until then, I still have to be clever! When the Silver Fox Legion approaches, I will start shouting with all my strength before they are in range!

"I have heard of the men on the grassland, and the grievances are clear, but I didn't expect that Qingtian today brought in a group of Carter scum who killed and poked 5,000 innocent grassland people, but instead they were attacked by the grassland tribes again, is this how you treat your benefactors? Is this how you explain to the thousands of innocent compatriots who died? I hope you will have the face to face those dead compatriots in the future! However, before that, you will be underestimated by my Han Kingdom Long Qingtian!" The voice of the poor road, under the full force of my aura, covered the sound of fighting on the entire battlefield, and it could be heard for at least more than ten miles!

The Silver Fox Legion that came was originally murderous and imposing, but as soon as they heard my words, they immediately became angry!

"Long Qingtian, we respect you as a man, but don't think you can deceive us like this!" The Silver Fox Army ran out of a team of people, and the leader was the Silver Fox Marshal Gulti I once let go!

"I swear in the name of the God of Light as a Knight of Light, and what I say is true!" Poor Dao looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and said loudly: "It's just because I can't stand it, Carter's army wantonly slaughters innocent people, women and children on the grassland, so I came to attack them late at night, if you don't believe it, the 5,000 heads are still in the camp of Carter's 1st Division! Then I didn't cut them down, right?"

"Is everything you say true?" Gurti's eyes were red, and it would have been a big joke if they had done Carter's life while the Carters were still killing and poking their women and children!

"I can't run anyway, so you can send someone to take a look?" I said to Gurti, "It's only forty miles back and forth, and with your fast horses, it will be there in a while?"

"Okay, I'll verify it right away, and if what you say is true, I'll let you go immediately, if not!" Gurti didn't say otherwise, he just snorted, and then he had to send someone to verify it!

"No need to go!" Prince Cicell's voice came from afar! Listen to the voice, he is very hurt now!

"Why?" Gulti roared.

"What he said is true!" Prince Sisil's voice was full of regret, and he said: "I'm sorry that this happened, I can assure you that all the officers above the centurion of the 1st Division will be executed!

"I admit that I am waiting for reinforcements, but I firmly deny that I am sowing discord! What kind of person am I, Long Qingtian, who on the mainland does not know? Gurti, when I seized your brother and sister, did I ever threaten you? Have you ever coerced your sister when I saw the lust? I gave up even such an opportunity to coerce your father, do I still need to sow discord?" Poor Dao smiled and said, "But Prince Sisil, I absolutely don't believe that a shrewd commander like you would not know what his 100,000 people are doing? More than 5,000 lives have disappeared right under your nose, do you dare to say that you don't know?"

"Prince Sisil, I want you to give me an explanation!" Gulti yelled. Quack! The hot-blooded young man is so Meng!

"I really don't know, and I've explained it to you!" Prince Sisil was angry and anxious, but he had to say slowly to Gulti in a soothing tone: "Gurti, my good nephew, you have to believe me, this is all a trick played by Long Qingtian, I must not believe him." You should attack immediately now, and when Long Qingtian is destroyed, I will personally give you a great credit!"

"Yes, come on, Gurti, as long as you kill me, and these warriors who help your people avenge their people, you will be Carter's greatest hero!" Poor Dao smiled: "However, at the same time, the reputation of your grassland tribe for being ungrateful will also spread all over the continent!"

Gulti's face was now full of grief and indignation, and he didn't have the courage to swing the knife at me with the handle of the knife in his hand, and after a battle between heaven and man, he resolutely shouted: "Your Royal Highness Prince Sisil, please forgive Gurti for not being able to swing his sword to slaughter the benefactor of the steppe!

"Alas!" Prince Sisil let out a long sigh and said nothing more. He deeply understood that these men on the grassland had always spoken loudly, and since he had already said that he would not participate, it would be useless to persuade him no matter how much he persuaded him, not to mention that his subordinates had first killed and poked 5,000 people, which was not a small amount? Prince Sisil himself was also at a loss, and with his shrewdness, how could he not notice the slightest bit? Could it be that after marching for so many days, he did not know the fact that not a single grassland herdsman had seen it, and was it not strange? It's just that he was focused on calculating the Han army and didn't pay attention to it!

"General Long, I will no longer besiege you today, even if I repay all your kindness, if you can escape this catastrophe, the next time we meet, I will not tolerate mercy!" After Gurti finished speaking out to me, he turned and left. Poor Dao really disdained his cunning prevarication, obviously I only have tens of thousands of people here, and the people are 200,000, and he only pretended to let me go when I was almost certain to die, what a bastard who even the dead would be deceived! However, he did not participate in the war, and it made me much easier to say anything.

"Haha!" Poor Dao only relied on a few words, and said that he had walked all the way to the army, and his heart was happy, and he looked up to the sky and smiled, and teased at Prince Sisil: "Your Royal Highness Prince Sisil, I am very happy to hear your voice, and you know that you were not killed by my father's sword, you don't know how surprised I am?" You're going to die, Dao Ye, who am I going to play?