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Five thousand seven hundred and twenty-nine chapters three days

The human army arranged lines of defense in all directions of the entrance, but with the impact of the strong Mo tribe, the lines of defense were constantly torn apart.

In an instant, the pressure on the human race increased sharply.

At this time, the three fake kings trapped by Luo Tinghe finally escaped. The moment the Yin-Yang Fish magic magic was broken, the three fake kings turned into three black lights and walked in three directions.

Luo Tinghe could only stop one of them, but was powerless to do anything to the other two. Fortunately, there was a fierce battle in the previous three days, and both she and the three pseudo-king lords consumed a lot and were no longer at the peak. Even if they were freed from the trap, the threat to the human race would not be too great.

The divine thoughts communicated and shuttled between the strong men of the Mo clan, which was obviously the Mo clan's side discussing a solution.

The entrance of the Qiankun Furnace is really accessible, and the opportunity must be within the Qiankun Furnace! If they ignore the Qiankun Furnace at this time, they can gain a certain advantage in this large-domain battlefield with their current strength. However, the human race has a ninth rank in charge, and some advantages cannot change the overall situation.

Soon, the strong men of the Mo clan made a decision!

Giving up the insignificant advantage here, they want to send the strong Mo clan into the Qiankun Furnace to compete for the opportunity to destroy the human race, so as not to let the race give birth to more ninth grades!

The orders were conveyed secretly, and under the guidance of the pseudo-king lord, the strong men of the Mo clan rushed towards the entrance of the Qiankun Furnace regardless of losses.

I thought that this would definitely be strongly resisted by the human race. Several pseudo-king lords of the Mo clan were mentally prepared to sacrifice some of the strong men of the Mo clan, but the progress of things was unexpected.

From all directions, many powerful Mo clans rushed to the entrance of the Qiankun Furnace without much effort and rushed directly into the Qiankun Furnace.

This situation seems to be like the human race does not really want to stop them...

It’s not that the human race does not want to stop it, but the projection of the Qiankun Furnace is extremely huge, and the entrance to the furnace mouth is also extremely vast. If the strong men of the Mo clan are really determined to rush into the Qiankun Furnace, the human race will not be able to stop all the enemies.

Since there is no way to stop everything, let it take the initiative to put some in, so as to relieve the pressure.

This is also a decision that the General Administration Office has long decided. Mi Jinglun is in charge of the General Administration Office and commands and dispatches all parties. How could he not expect this situation?

When many powerful people of the human race rush into the Qiankun Furnace, as their own strength is reduced, the pressure will inevitably increase greatly. If forced obstruction is made, it will only cause many unnecessary casualties and injuries to the human race.

Therefore, letting a group of Mo Clan strongmen enter the Qiankun Furnace is undoubtedly the best way to relieve stress. Of course, how much to put in depends on the situation of the battlefields in various regions.

If there are too many Mo tribes entering, the human tribe will be in a difficult situation in the Qiankun furnace. If there are too fewer ones, there will be no effect of reducing stress here.

There is one degree that needs to be grasped by the powerful humans who are in charge here.

So after a while, when a group of Mo Clan powerhouses in the predetermined number rushed into the Qiankun furnace from all directions, Luo Tinghe, who was already tired, changed his expression and became energetic. The pattern of the Yin-Yang Fish under her feet appeared again, quickly spreading around, covering the void. Looking at the pseudo-king lord who had been staring at her, he said coldly: "Are you ready for the second game?"
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