Although this large array that is enough to kill tens of thousands of clans has not yet been arranged, from the sand table given by Mu Sen, Jin Qianzi concluded that this matter has already become the majority.

"Alas......" Jin Qianzi sighed again, "looking at you, I suddenly feel that I am old." ”

Mu Sen glanced at him and said angrily, "Old, what is old, don't you know that as long as your heart is young, you will always be eighteen and beautiful like a flower?"

Speaking of this, Mu Sen seemed to think of something, and paused, "No, you see that you are sloppy, at best you are a dog's tail grass." Of course, it's the kind of dog's tail grass that is fresh and green. ”

"Are you complimenting me?" the corners of her eyes twitched.

"Of course!" Mu Sen said as a matter of course. At the end, he added, "I'm so kind!"

......

While Mu Sen and the others were in full swing here to transform the dormant volcanic group, a team of tens of thousands of hundred tribes was rushing towards this aspect, although this team of hundreds of tribes was numerous, but it was not chaotic. Hundreds of ethnic groups dressed in different costumes and different races are arranged together in an orderly manner.

Their momentum was majestic, and the murderous aura emanating from their bodies condensed into clouds and swept all directions. The sound of their steps was like the roar of divine thunder, and the whole earth trembled. The fierce beasts within a radius of a hundred miles were all prostrate on the ground, trembling there, not daring to speak.

At the front of the team, the three hundred clans were like kings who led the heavens, and the wind and clouds were turbulent and the weather was myriad. One of the Wing Clans spoke, "Blood Sang, can't Ma Qiu be contacted?"

Hearing such a question from the Wing Clan, one of the Bloods nodded with a gloomy face, "Hmm." ”

"There won't be any accidents, right?" the Wing Clan frowned.

The Bloodclan's face became even more gloomy, "The worst is to die." Now they are irrelevant, a bunch of waste, even if they don't die, back to the cathode, they will inevitably be cramped and peeled. ”

"In any case, since the army has been pulled out, there is no reason to turn back. The last Bai clan also spoke, this Bai clan is the Yin and Yang clan, her melon seed face is like frost and snow, her skin is crystal like jade, exuding a faint fluorescence. A pair of eyes are shallow like autumn waves, and people can't help but sink into them.

"Yang Kun, your appearance is really a bit unaccustomed to me. The Wing Clan said.

"Yikong, am I not good-looking like this?" Her voice was soft and glutinous, making people feel slightly numb.

Obviously, this team was the team led by Yang Kun, Xuesang, and Yikong, and since they set out from the valley that day, they have been galloping all the way, and they are rampage in the light. Due to the strategy of the Terran Race to clear the wilderness, they have not encountered any obstacles in the past few days.

Of course, even if you block it, you can't stop it...... Those Terran warriors who are like soybeans scattered in the fields, how can they have the strength to find the bad luck of this hundred tribe team?

Many of the Terran warriors who came across them were either killed by them or fled far away. The black pressure is tens of thousands, specifically an army of 50,000, who can resist it?

Yikong nodded at Yang Kun, "No, it's beautiful." ”

"Thank you. Yang Kun smiled, the city is like a flower. Then, she continued to say in a soft tone, "We still have to speed up our journey, and it will be boring if the Terrans gathered disperse." ”

Wing Kong and Bloody Mulberry have no objection to this, and the most basic purpose of their trip is to ......

Homicide!

Murder the city!

But if the Terrans are scattered, they will kill the ball. The three cities of Qingyang are extremely vast, and they can't form an effective encirclement at all, but if the team is divided into small teams, the warriors of the human race will definitely be able to wipe out their 50,000 army like cannibalization, after all, this is the home of the human race.

The reason why they can run amok now is because the human race has not reacted for the time being, and they can't gather the strength to resist the army of 50,000 tribes for a while. But after a long time......

Hehe.

"I want to kill those damn bugs!" said the speeding Bloodsang suddenly and violently.

Following Xuesang's gaze, he could vaguely see that far away from the Hundred Clans Brigade, some Terran warriors were full of shadows, and they couldn't really see it. These Terran warriors were all encountered by Blood Mulberry along the way, and then followed all the way.

"We don't have time to spend with these bugs. Tsubasa shrugged his shoulders and said.

"If it weren't for that, I would have made them a dilemma. Bloody Sang said hatefully.

"There's a place ahead for you. Yang Kun smiled, and then her eyes wandered, and she asked, "How far is it from that swamp?" ”

"Three days!"

......

Transforming this dormant volcano complex is more difficult than expected, in addition to putting the traps in place, and removing the traces. Otherwise, if the hundred tribes see the clues, then they will ambush a fart.

Mu Sen sat on the top of the peak, his clothes fluttering, his hair scattered, and he had the style of an ancient hermit. But he wasn't a hermit, because what hermit would hold a tin horn?

"A small team, you're almost digging into the magma, be careful. ”

"Three teams, you are farther away, and the fixed position is a little closer. ”

"Six teams, if you can't do it, you can rest, and your breath is starting to be disordered. ”

......

I sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and watched the chaos below, and Mu Sen now longed for a drizzle to set off his momentum. However, in such a hot volcanic area, rain is a rare object that cannot be seen in a hundred years.

But again, as long as the mind does not slip, there are always more ways than difficulties.

I saw Mu Sen take out a feather fan in his left hand, this feather fan is not known what kind of bird feathers are made of, there are colorful lights flashing, lightly fan, the cool breeze comes.

After shouting to the construction warrior, Mu Sen turned his head and said to Jin Qianzi, who was also sitting upright, "Brother, please call me Mu Zhuge in the future." ”

Jin Qianzi opened her eyelids, looked at him lightly, and didn't say anything.

"Hey, it's sad for me to be like that. ”

"Don't you talk about it, shouldn't we have a long talk?"

"Talk about literature, talk about dreams, talk about traveling around the wilderness. ”

......

I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon went to the ditch. After beeping a lot at Jin Qianzi, Mu Sen had to give up the idea of teasing Jin Qianzi in despair, and then continued to stare at the construction warrior with blazing eyes.

At this time, many construction warriors had large white pieces of paper written on the back of their chests, one to ten, this was because Mu Sen wanted to control the overall situation, but because he couldn't identify the warriors one by one, he had to think of this way.

Although Yue Zheng, Zhang Lian, and Qi Lian Changhe had already gotten Mu Sen's points and knew how to construct them, they didn't put the entire dormant volcano group into their minds after all, and they couldn't go into detail. But Mu Sen is different, he has every line and vein of this dormant volcano group in his mind, and knows how to communicate the whole picture.

So, he made a cameo role as a contractor.