One day later, the base camp of the evil army.
It is not only the location of the ten thousand demon grottoes, but also the original residence of Qingming sect, and also the location of the third Legion.
It''s not that the evil clan has three legions. Its true meaning is:
the evil clan, the first Legion.
Blood clan, the second Legion.
Evil clan, the third army.
Bone clan, fourth Legion.
Ghosts, the fifth Legion.
This is also arranged according to the strength of the five regions, with the central region being the strongest and the northern region the weakest.
Among them, the lower six clans, even the small clans that are not in the class, have been incorporated into the army to expand their military strength, and the mortar of the demons. This is the strength distribution of the five legions.
Where is Ning Tao?
He''s here, and he''s being swaggered by a huge eighth order ORC.
This is the spoils of the eighth level orcs. He is a strong individual. He plans to drag Ning Tao back and cook it. It should be delicious
Ning Tao, however, was caught by him voluntarily or even intentionally.
With the elm head of the eighth level orc, he has a hundred ways to kill him. His strength is comparable to that of Yu Xiuzhu, and he is not vulnerable in his eyes.
However, what he wants is to mix in this way, although It''s not going well either.
This guy is his seventh target, the first six. He doesn''t want to kill him at the first time, or he wants to abuse, or all kinds of cruelty.
No one is going to take him back
In a word, Ning Tao couldn''t see it, so he started a riot and killed them, along with the team.
In order to carry on the plan smoothly, he will cultivate accomplishments, strength They were all sealed by the third transfer, and they were stable in a semi fairyland. This level is neither high nor low, and it is not very impressive in war.
Until the seventh, when he met the orc''s eighth level strongman, he really brought himself back.
Ning Tao is secretly pleased.
However, if you let Ning Tao know that this eighth level Terran just wants to roast him, I don''t know if he will explode on the spot and beat him to pieces
"Thorn It''s a stab... "
Ning Tao''s head and face on the ground and earth, sand friction, although uncomfortable, but for his wife, daughter, this bitter, is nothing?
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
Teams of elites of the evil clan flew around him. They were full of blood and evil spirits.
Still can hear a lot of evil clan, demon clan, ORC clan in shriek, excited, say one punch to kill how many people? Where did you conquer? How many pretty girls do you meet?
There are also scuffles and fights. There are no scruples at all. No one even cares about killing people.
It''s hard to imagine that it''s in the barracks.
Once, the hot blood splashed Ning Tao''s body.
Some people even thought of him, but the eighth level orcs pulled out the mace, went down with a few sticks and killed him. A group of people were scared by him.
"Ha ha..."
"I said, Dashan, what do you think you''ve got today? Does this Terran look fat? Do you want to sell it to me? " Another Orc yelled.
"Hum, if you want to catch it by yourself, get out of the way," the eighth level Orc said haughtily.
As soon as Ning Tao pulled out his mouth, he suspected that he had come to the primitive society. The orcs are said to be a hybrid of human and beast. They used to belong to the fairyland. Later, for various reasons, they were expelled to the demon world.
It turns out that this decision is good for both sides, and the orcs are very suitable for the environment of the demon world.
"I don''t think this Terran has much meat. Don''t put off your teeth when you eat it later. Ha ha..." An evil clan laughs and plays against Taoism.
In this open space, there are hundreds of people here to rest, they are the kind of fighting alone.
Naturally, there is no lack of the strong.
One of the lonely and cold men glanced at Ning Tao coldly. He was still playing with double knives in his hand. He was thin. If he was assassinated, he would be a good hand. But this glance made him stiff.
The hand trembled, and the double dagger, which had never been lost, fell down.
"Zheng" was a sound, easily will rock hole.
Ning Tao, who is gritting his teeth and enduring, suddenly feels that his body stops and it is quiet all around.
Huh? What happened?
His heart beat fast. He immediately pretended to open one eye and turned to the front. But he just saw a lonely man standing in front of him.
Can I wipe it?
What is this for? What do you mean?
"Roar, roar..."
Feeling the threat, Jushan finally could not bear it. With a roar, he grasped the mace and glared: "what do you want to do, dwarf of the demons?"
In fact, it''s true that he is short. The height of Jushi is about two or three feet. He is very big, which can only be regarded as medium in the orcs.
There is no difference between the demons and the Terrans, just a spiritual power and a magic power.The lonely cold man raised his head and pointed to Ning Tao who looked at him. He said indifferently, "I want this prey."
"What? Is he crazy? "
Hundreds of people in the open space were surprised. The mountain is famous and loud in their area. It''s a very strong eight level strongman. How dare someone challenge him and rob his prey?
Are you fed up with the demons?
But suddenly, some people stared at the man and suddenly exclaimed: "wait Wait a minute, this guy feels so familiar, hiss ~ I The hunter, I think of it Machete. "
"What? Is he a machete? The machete who retired from a cave some time ago
"Oh my God, he''s here too. Hehe, it seems that Jushan is in big trouble. It''s estimated that the machete has been suffocated recently. I want to kill some people for fun
"Jie Jie..."
The noise in his ear is constant, and Ning Tao''s face is also changed. He curses in the dark.
It''s hard to deal with that machete. If it really falls into his hands, I''m afraid something will happen.
I can only pray for the mountain to give me some strength.
Seeing this, fear flashed on the face of Jushan. He had heard the name of hunter and machete. Although they were not clever, they were not stupid. He still had a simple sense of propriety.
However, his hunger upset him.
Immediately angry, unwilling to say: "you want to rob my prey, do you know that this is my mountain for the enemy?"
However, the lonely and cold man, the machete, was too lazy to talk nonsense. A dagger in his hand, the machete in a flash, instantly disappeared to the ground, and the explosive sound came from his feet. This explosive power really made people feel inferior.
"Brush..."
"Boom Boom, boom... "
But Jushan was so angry that he waved his mace and smashed it to pieces. But he didn''t even touch the shadow of the machete. The next second, his neck was cold.
His hand, waving the mace, also stopped.
"Stab..."
A dagger rubbed slowly around his neck.
The people''s faces were unimaginable. They didn''t see it clearly. With one move, the mountain was subdued. Everyone felt that their necks were cold and their backs were hairy.
It''s a hunter, machete!
And the mountain, pupil flash fear, neck blood dripping, a shadow seems to lie on the body.
"Wait Wait a minute. I lost the game. "
As soon as the words were heard, the dagger disappeared from his neck. With a sigh of relief, the head of the mountain was glad that he almost died in the hands of the hunter.
As soon as I turned around, I saw the cutlass.
Although the orcs are violent, they are straightforward. They don''t have villains. They look straight at the channel and say, "I lost. Your prey is yours."
Just about to turn around and leave, the cold machete suddenly said indifferently: "I just picked up a few maned lion spirit beasts over there and gave them to you."
"I have a machete. There''s a way to steal!"
On hearing this, Jushan''s eyes brightened and he looked very happy. He quickly thanks and left Ning Tao, carrying the comatose lions away.
For him, it''s enough to eat and earn.
Ning Tao''s heart beats faster. He doesn''t know what to do. He will die if he resists here.
What does this guy want from him?