The mother and daughter are from the Gui Cha Yao tribe of the God Clan. The mother’s cultivation is strong and there is nothing surprising about it. What I want to talk about is the daughter. She is a weirdo I have only seen in my life. She has a violent personality and is extremely powerful.

The three-headed wolf king was thrown to death by her."

The alien general Zhikui said, looking down at the three-headed wolf king Zhikui, and then said: "My wolf king is an intermediate-level Hinayana beast, but he was beaten to death by a little girl."

After saying this, the alien general Shikui smiled bitterly, his expression a bit hurt.

Zhu Tian saw the hair on his body standing on end and his heart and soul trembled.

The zombie leader has thoughts and feelings. How strong must he be? Can he win?

From the words of the alien general Shi Kui, Zhu Tian guessed one thing. Alien wolves are divided into strong and weak ones according to the number of their heads. A three-headed alien wolf is equivalent to the Hinayana realm. The alien wolf in front of him, Zhi Kui, was alive.

It is an intermediate-level Hinayana beast. It exists at the same level as the violent lion in the evil world. It is impossible to defeat it by yourself.

My current combat power has improved a lot, but it is still far behind the violent lion. Excluding the power of Ghost Master's blink, my combat power before entering the ancient battlefield was at the primary foundation-building realm. Now that my time power has increased, my combat power should be at the intermediate foundation-building realm.

He can't even beat the advanced foundation-building realm, and he can't even think about the Hinayana realm.

I really don’t know how powerful that little girl was back then. She was able to kill an intermediate-level Hinayana beast alive.

"God tribesman, how do you plan to die?"

Seeing that Zhu Tian had been silent for a long time, the alien general Shigui asked. Zhu Tian raised his head and Xie Mei asked, "You don't seem to be in a hurry to kill me?"

"People of the Gods, don't you think it's too late for you to ask this question now?"

The alien general, the Corpse Chief, smiled contemptuously and looked at the crowd of corpse chiefs surrounding him, feeling at ease in his heart.

"Are you referring to the corpse poison fog around here?"

Zhu Tian followed him and looked around, and saw that the dense corpses had formed a layer of black poisonous mist surrounding the place. He couldn't help but smiled evilly, took out a pure flower and swallowed it, then looked at the alien general Zhikui and said: "You

Do you know that you are stupid? If I were afraid of the corpse poison fog, would I still stand here talking to you?"

"What did you just eat?"

The corpse chief of the foreign general asked in shock, his face suddenly turned ferocious, and he released a rich corpse poison smoke all over his body, and he shouted fiercely: "Kill him!"

Bang!

When the shouts fell, Zhutian jumped up first, reacting very quickly. He did not rush towards the alien general corpse chief, but rushed into the group of alien soldier corpse chiefs nearby.

The alien general Zhikui is very powerful, and with the three-headed wolf king Zhikui, he can't defeat him at all. If he wants to break through his victory stasis, he must first kill his soldiers.

Therefore, Zhutian chose to kill the alien soldier Shigui first.

Zhutian's idea was correct. The alien general Shikui was tied to a stone tablet. Unless Zhutian launched an attack, he would have no attack power.

But there were too many corpses of foreign soldiers here, as dense as carps crossing a river. Zhutian couldn't get away at all, and was forced to retreat towards the corpses of the foreign generals.

"My fellow gods who died unjustly, it's time for us to take revenge. Kill these alien dogs!"

Loud shouts were heard, and the eight god generals Shi Kuai turned against each other. They rushed past Zhutian on both sides, and fiercely rushed into the camp of the alien soldiers Zhi Kuai, killing them wildly.

They are all battle-hardened generals with rich combat experience. They understand that if they want to defeat the alien general Zhikui, they must first kill his soldiers.

Therefore, they chose to help Zhu Tian attack out and kill the alien soldiers from the outside.

Seeing the eight generals of the Gods turning against each other before the battle, Zhu Tian suddenly became ten times more ferocious, killing the corpses of the foreign soldiers like chopping vegetables.

So fast.

Regarding this outcome, Zhu Tian had already guessed. He did not want to believe that the Eight Generals of the Gods, Shi Kuai, would be willing to be slaves. Although they were dead, the blood flowing in their bodies was the blood of the Gods after all.

Even if he is the chief corpse, he is still the chief corpse of the gods.

The soul is still the soul of the gods.

Zhutian's previous retreat was intentional because he wanted to see how the chief of the eight armies of the gods would choose first.

Now, he was relieved, his thoughts were surging, his confidence was high, and he was decisive in killing. His pair of Qingyan fists were like soul-harvesting blades, and there were frequent explosions wherever he passed. No alien soldier could resist it.

He unleashed his strongest fighting power, three-in-one power release, and simultaneously used boxing gloves and meteor flash techniques.

On his head, the War King's helmet was also released, and blue evil energy lines rippled, repelling the black magic smoke around him.

At this moment, he was a fighting evil leader, wiping out the corpses of foreign soldiers wherever he went. He was covered in black magic smoke and shuttled through the corpse poison mist, but there was a faint green light emitting from the center.

It was so scary. The Eight Generals of the God Clan on both sides turned their heads to look, and an excited smile appeared on the zombie's face.

At this time, the battlefield was in complete chaos. The two clans of zombies were fighting each other, and the number of people killed increased sharply.

The alien general Shikui went crazy and screamed. This situation was completely out of control. He wanted to rush out to vent his anger, but he couldn't because he was tied to the stone tablet.

"Let's rescue people first! I'm responsible for the charge!"

Zhutian shouted loudly, as if he regarded himself as the commander-in-chief, and took the lead in charging towards the corpses of the nearest three divine soldiers.

The eight protoss generals shouted at each other and rushed behind Zhutian, acquiescing to Zhutian's status as the chief general.

Zhu Tian, ​​who was charging forward, twisted his feet wildly, his fists were like illusions, and his attack position became more and more tricky, getting close to the point where his fists would not miss a blow.

After killing thirteen alien soldier corpse leaders in a row, he rushed to the corpse leaders of three god tribe soldiers and rescued two. One of them had already been eliminated and dissipated into corpse poison smoke.

Fortunately, he rushed in time, otherwise the two god soldiers and corpse bosses wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

There are too many corpses of alien soldiers here. I really don’t know how powerful the mother and daughter must have been to wipe out the alien army and leave such a glorious record.

After rescuing the two people, Zhutian looked around. In a moment, he had selected the next rescue target. It was seventy meters away, with a dense mass of corpses of alien soldiers in between. If he wanted to rush over, he would have to kill at least a hundred aliens.

The dead soldier.

There were eight divine corpse chiefs there, five soldiers and three civilians, one of whom was a female corpse chief. They formed a circle and fought back to back, and were compressed tightly by the alien soldier corpse chiefs.

Most of the corpse chiefs on the battlefield are low-level corpse chiefs with almost no thoughts. Apart from obeying orders and fighting, they have no other thinking ability.

For this group of low-IQ opponents, meeting Zhu Tian, ​​a cunning and evil leader, would be a one-sided massacre, which would only waste some time.

Originally, the alien general Zhikui had tens of thousands of subordinates. Even if he blocked Zhutian with a human wall, he could block Zhutian. However, the god's corpse leader defected in the middle of the battle, completely disrupting the advantage of the alien general Zhikui.

The battlefield was very chaotic. Zhutian fought skillfully, never charging straight in a single line. He relied on the twisting footwork to dodge left and right, causing the foreign soldiers to become dizzy. When they saw Zhutian rushing towards them, Qing Yan's fist had already

Boom, then they still have a chance to take action.

It was too fast, Zhu Tian curved forward, Qing Yan's fist was like rain.

This killing speed made the eight protoss generals behind them scream and scream with excitement, charging as if they had won victory.

In just two minutes, Zhu Tian rushed across a distance of 70 meters and rescued eight corpse leaders of the gods. He then rushed in another direction.

Two hours later, Zhutian led his team to rush more than 3,000 meters in the chaotic battlefield and rescued a total of 164 dead leaders of the gods.

Now, they are a unit, possessing a powerful charge, and the small group of alien soldier corpses cannot stop them at all.

More and more corpse leaders of the God Clan were being rescued. Zhu Tian was still rushing at the front. He suddenly felt unwell and dizzy, as if he had been severely corroded by the corpse poison smoke. He hurriedly took out a pure flower and swallowed it.

Seeing Zhutian's body shaking, the eight divine generals Zhikui quickly rushed forward to fight and charged forward instead of Zhutian.

Zhutian was surrounded by many corpse leaders of the gods and moved forward. He had his own ten-meter boundary around him. Six corpse leaders of the gods were guarding the four directions to prevent other corpse leaders from launching sudden attacks on Zhutian.

In this regard, Zhu Tian had no words and let them do what they did. But he was always on guard in his heart, fearing that the corpse chiefs of the gods would attack him. After all, they were the corpse chiefs and longed for their own flesh and blood.

Zhu Tian didn't want to see that kind of result, and he prayed silently in his heart.

There were eight generals and corpse leaders ahead of them, but Zhutian did not go out to fight anymore. This was because this was the battlefield for the eight generals and corpse leaders of the gods. If they could win the battle on their own, their grief and anger could be alleviated.

After about half a day, the battlefield finally formed two camps, with the gods and aliens facing each other hundreds of meters apart.

On the Protoss side, Zhutian was the main one, with eight generals standing on the left and right, and behind them were three thousand protoss soldiers and civilians.

On the alien side, headed by the alien general Zhikui, there are three alien wolf corpse leaders. On both sides are four alien generals Zhikui. They are also thoughtful corpse leaders, and their combat effectiveness is not inferior to the eight generals of the gods.

Behind them were the corpses of five thousand alien soldiers, neatly organized and full of military might.

Looking behind Zhu Tian, ​​soldiers and civilians are mixed together, and there is a formation at all.

"General of the foreign race, who do you think will win among us?"

Zhu Tian Xie Mei asked, then he sat down on the black sedan chair next to him, calmly looking at each other with the alien corpse chief general.

In the previous battle, the black sedan was placed on the ground and no corpse king moved. Because it was a weapon of strangers, the corpse king could not shed blood to identify its owner. It was equivalent to the existence of scrap iron. Later, the eight generals of the gods moved the corpse king to place it for execution.

Next to heaven.

"People of the Gods, how about we fight?"

The alien general Zhigui asked for a battle. Zombie's eyes were indifferent, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad. Zhu Tianxie smiled and replied: "I will destroy your soldiers before fighting."

"Well, let them fight first!"

The alien general Shigui turned around after speaking, looked at the four generals on both sides and said, "You guys go meet that god boy."

"Let's!"

On the Protoss side, four general corpse leaders also came out, challenging each other to a one-on-one fight. There were shouts and shouts, and the two sides fought fiercely. They were both unarmed and attacked each other with the smoke of corpse poison.

After a period of fighting, the protoss ended in a tragic victory. Only one general, the corpse chief, walked back, while the remaining three and the four alien generals all turned into corpse poison smoke and disappeared.

"You led the team to destroy the alien soldiers. Leave that general to me."

After Zhu Tian finished speaking, he stood up, put the black war sedan into the triangular space, and then walked towards the corpse leader of the alien general.

There are no generals in the camp of the alien soldier corpse chiefs, but there are five of them on the Gods side. Although the number of soldiers is small, their strength is not weak.
Chapter completed!