"The other elders are here and hold them back!"

Hearing the sound coming from behind, the old man from the Underworld looked back and looked at him, his expression was immediately delighted, and he immediately yelled at the thousands of subordinates in front of him.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Sure enough, the guys who were about to come back from a distance were dressed in similar service to the elders of the Underworld clan. They were the elders of the Underworld clan.

"Holy Prison, withdraw!"

Wen Tianhao was enjoying throwing the flying knives by the underworld clan. He looked here and immediately shouted in the direction of the Holy Prison.

"Okay!"

The two of them cooperated very well and have always adopted this strategy these two days, fighting as soon as they come up, and running as the enemy reinforcements come.

"Swoosh swish swish swish!"

Wen Tianhao fell out another flying knife, shooting through dozens of underworld subordinates who rushed up in front of him. Then he seemed to transform into a flying knife, and rushed into the crowd with a whoosh and galloped directly outside.

"Boom!"

The Holy Prison also started to rush towards Wen Tianhao. He had not had a head-on confrontation with the elder of the Underworld clan. He is now very physically energetic, and now he sprints with all his strength very quickly.

"It's not that easy to leave!"

This old man from the Underworld tribe was angry and ran away after the fight? How could such a cheap thing be!

He roared angrily, and the power of the Nether Clan in his body suddenly exploded, and as his body suddenly spread forward, directly covering the Holy Prison.

Hundreds of subordinates immediately surrounded the Holy Prison, covering three layers inside and three layers outside.

"Hehe, I want to stop you Grandpa of the Holy Prison? You are still far from it!"

The Holy Prison turned his head and grinned at the old man of the Underworld, with disdain and contempt in his voice.

In other words, Qing'er did not allow them to confront the masters of the Nether Clan head-on, and they had to preserve their strength to deal with the general attack of the Nether Clan, otherwise the Holy Prison would really want to fight with the elders of the Nether Clan.

Now every member of Zhanlong is very strong, and he may not be really afraid of the elders of the Underworld.

"You still dare to be arrogant!"

Seeing that several other elders were about to come to reinforce, the old man from the Underworld was furious and his body was slightly shocked. The terrifying power of the Underworld suddenly exploded again, and the entire horrible prison was surrounded.

A master at this level, using this power to control people is no different from using a wall to trap people inside.

Now the Holy Prison, who is in the center of the siege, feels breathing suddenly suffocated, and huge pressure comes from his body immediately.

However, for the Holy Prison, this is not a problem!

"roar!"

The Holy Prison suddenly roared, and the power in his body exploded like a powder barrel that he wanted to ignite.

His body was expanding rapidly, and his whole body was like a completely crazy beast, unstoppable!

"Break it for me!"

The beast-turned holy prison swung its fist and smashed it hard in front of it.

"Bang!"

His punch was in direct contact with the power of the elder and old man of the Underworld clan, and it was as if he had punched a wall.

"Crack, crack!"

Then, cracks appeared out of thin air in front of the Holy Prison, and quickly spread out directly in all directions.

Then there was a bang, and the power of the old man of the old tribe who was shrouded around him suddenly collapsed and disappeared directly around him.

The old man's face changed drastically. He never expected that the power of the Holy Prison would reach this level. He wanted to siege it, but the other party punched his power!

"Stop him!"

In amazement, he roared again and shouted at the men who surrounded the Holy Prison in front of him.

It won't take long before the few reinforcements will arrive. If the Holy Prison is let go at this time, how could this old elder of the Underworld clan bear it?

"Those who block me will die!"

The Holy Prison, which had become beasts, had a ferocious expression. He roared again, and his huge body instantly crushed towards the crowd of the Nether tribe ahead.

That's right, it's just crushing it.

"Bang bang bang!"

Every time he stepped on the ground, the entire ground seemed to tremble.

At this time, he charged forward with all his might, and it was like a tank charging into battle!

"Bang bang bang!"

When he rushed forward, the underworld clans who were blocking the front were in trouble. They were just a mantis arm as a chariot. Whenever he encountered the Holy Prison, it was like being hit by a mountain.

One guy after another was knocked away, and there was a crisp sound inside his body, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

Moreover, during the process of flying backwards, these guys vomited blood because of severe damage to their internal organs. Blood rain suddenly floated down, and a strong smell of blood began to spread in the air.

The scene makes people feel extremely terrifying.

In this way, the powerful Holy Prison, with its strong strength and body, made a way of blood among thousands of underworld clans. No, it should be said that it had a way of blood.

Wherever I pass, I screamed in tears, as if I was hell on earth!

"Stop him..."

The elder of the Nether Clan was still shouting desperately from behind.

But it was useless. The Holy Prison is now covered in ferocious face and blood, as if he is a god of hell. The subordinates of the Nether Clan have been scared out of their courage. Who dares to stop them?

They screamed and ran to both sides. If they ran a little slower, they would be hit by the Holy Prison. This collision would be either dead or disabled, and no one would be afraid.

So, in front of the Holy Prison, there was a way out, and there was almost no one behind, and all the Nethers in front of him made way out.

A few minutes later.

"Exciting!"

In the woods, the Holy Prison touched the blood on his face, and his grinned and exposed two rows of big white teeth.

Wen Tianhao was standing in front of him. The two of them had already broken through the siege and left behind the elders of the Underworld clan who were tracking over, and temporarily adjusted here.

"It's very satisfying to kill, but it's not enough to just enjoy it. We have to find a way to kill more."

Wen Tianhao thought a lot more, and while talking, he was still pondering.

After the first day of the Dragon Slaying Plan, the Nether Clan was prepared the next day. In addition to gathering the personnel, they also arranged several elders as small teams to quickly support.

Once something happens, several elders or masters of the Nether Clan will rush over to support them.

Therefore, the efficiency of the killing operation of Zhanlong and others was much lower. Sometimes, they could not destroy many people on the other side, so they had to retreat quickly.

"What you said makes sense, but what should we do now? Qing'er and the others should have withdrawn."

The Holy Prison asked beside him, and just now, you could vaguely hear the sound of killing from a distance. It should be that other War Dragon brothers were also taking action, but the sound disappeared quickly and they should have retreated.

"Holy Prison, do you dare to take a risk with me?"
Chapter completed!