These domain masters, who were huge and covered with bone helmets, suddenly appeared and sprayed ink with ink. The ink power condensed but did not dissipate, gathering in their hands into huge bone shields, forming a strong protection to block the back.

Judging from the aura of these domain masters, these guys are obviously all of them belong to the innate domain masters, and they are all extremely powerful, with an average level that is stronger than the domain masters encountered by the human race before, and they basically belong to the level of Giorgio.

The human race's attacks bombarded from the pass, hitting their bone shields, greatly reducing their damage.

As the roar was scattering, these domain masters scattered and took the lead in launching an attack on the major passes. Behind them, the tide of the Mo tribe army followed like shadows.

Among the major passes, the buzzing sound of magic circles became more and more fierce, the city walls were shaking, and the passes began to shake.

The bone shield was constantly blown up, and the domain lords behind the bone shield were beaten and their bodies were staggered. The bone helmets were splattering. They often couldn't hold on for too long, and the bone bones were beaten without any remaining bones.

Even the king's lords' attacks at hundreds of human passes could not bear, let alone these domain masters.

Without the protection of the Bone Helmet Domain Masters, the Mo tribe who followed them out often suffered numerous casualties and injuries as soon as they were exposed.

However, the situation is still not optimistic, and the power of the magic circle and secret treasure is obviously not enough. Relying on the continuous efforts of the domain masters holding bone shields and wearing bone helmets, the Mo clan army easily pushed the formation forward to an unprecedented level, approaching the human pass step by step.

There are countless corpses hiding along the way.

Many powerful people in the human race were moved.

Mo has prepared for this day for a million years, and its background is unfathomable. At present, although the human race has an absolute advantage, no one knows what the ending will be like as the war progresses.

After several days of fierce battle, the number of deaths under the Mo Clan Domain Lord on the battlefield is difficult to count, and the domain master alone has been killed by the human race.

This is a numb number.

You should know that these are all innate domain masters. When they were created by Mo, they gave them extremely powerful protection. Their own strength should not be underestimated. Each one is not inferior to the eighth grade of the human race.

There are only eight levels of human race. Nowadays, among the major passes, each pass has a maximum of 40 or 50 or more passes, which is less than 5,000.

Thousands of domain masters are basically equivalent to the eighth grade of twenty passes. Such a powerful force is extremely powerful. If the human race had not occupied the advantage of the geographical advantage, they would have to pay a huge price to kill them.

At the gap, the Bone Helmet Domain Lord and the Mo clan army continued to flow out, and they were afraid of death.

The value of their existence is to mo's escape, and death is their ultimate destination for them.

The human race can no longer clean the power of ink. The entire battlefield is covered with chaotic energy. If the team that cleans the power of ink is rashly deepened, it is very likely that it will be accidentally injured by its own side. Even if it is not accidentally injured, it will be difficult to make a difference in such a situation.

The ink should still be recycling the power of the ink, because the scale of the ink sea has never expanded near the gap.

However, even if it can easily create some miscellaneous soldiers, the domain lords, lords, and even the upper Mo tribes and lower Mo tribes who fell on the battlefield cannot be created at will.

So now every time the human race kills a domain lord, it will be a loss for Mo.

The kings were still missing, lying dormant in the depths of the darkness and never moved, just like a sharp blade hanging in the air, making the tribe vigilant and fearful.

A full month after the war broke out, on the battlefield, a spear that condensed the power of ink in his hand was thrown hard towards a pass ahead while a roaring.

The ink-colored spear instantly broke through the blockade of space, and hit the protection of the pass, causing layers of ripples in the protection of the pass.

Although the attacking domain master was soon torn into pieces by countless attacks from the human race, the attack was a breakthrough in the Mo race's attack.

There was a ninth-grade ancestor who said in a deep voice: "Go to do it."

It is difficult to effectively prevent the Mo clan army from advancing by relying solely on the protection of the pass itself and the attack of the magic circle secret treasures. If this continues, the Mo clan will soon attack the pass.

The human army is time to go out.

As the words came to an end, the aura of the void trembling with the passages suddenly appeared among the passes, and the light like a train was cut out from the major passes.

Wherever the light passed, even the domain lords holding bone shields and wearing bone helmets could not stop their power, and they were directly broken into two halves, and ink blood gushed wildly.

The magical secret techniques produced from more than 100 passes plowed more than 100 vacuum zones that penetrated the void throughout the battlefield, and the Mo tribe along the way were killed and injured.

The noisy battlefield was strangely quiet for a moment.

The ninth-grade ancestors took action!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, among the major passes, warships that had already been ready to go turned into streams of light, guarding each other and heading towards the battlefield.

Before these warships set off, the eighth-grade people had already rushed into the battlefield and targeted a domain master. The magical powers and secret techniques were unfolded, and their respective opponents were pulled into the battle circle.

At Dayan Pass, the Chenxi team also rushed out with the army.

And it's the fastest one.

There are not many teams next to them, and the warships are not very capable. They may have to watch and help each other in such a battlefield. However, as a member of the elite team, Chenxi has always been rushing around the battlefield alone.

Yang Kai was on the head, Shen Ao Blood Crow protected the left and right of the warship, Ren Bianbai, Cicada swam, Miao Feiping was in the rear, Bai Yi stood on the bow of the warship, poured the long bow into his hand, and shone the light.

He fought side by side countless times, sharing life and death. On such a battlefield, there is no need for Yang Kai to give any instructions. Everyone knows what position they should be.

Cooperating with the team members with tacit understanding, they were ready for a big battle in an instant.

The Canglong Spear was used, and Yang Kai was in a thunderous voice in his mouth: "Kill!"

It seemed like a dragon roaring, and the Canglong Spear turned into an endless gun shadow. Under the cover, the Mo tribes blocking the way ahead exploded and died.

Occasionally, there were fish that missed the net, and were also killed by Shen Ao and Blood Crow who were protecting the left and right.

On the warship, the secret treasures of the magic circle began to buzz, and streams of light hit the four directions. There was no need to deliberately lock them, and the surroundings were all enemy leaders at dawn.

Bai Yi's arrow light differentiated, lost and flew away, and the Mo tribe in the distance fell like straw.

Ren Bianbai, Fish Roe You and Miao Feiping guarded the rear of the warship, trying to save strength while preventing the Mo tribe from attacking the warships from behind.

The Dawn Battleship rushed out from the Guanzhong, and the Dawn Battleship instantly turned into a sharp knife, cutting into the Mo army, storming and crossing, without any rivals.

After the human race rushed out, the Mo army also changed their countermeasures. They no longer attacked the major passes, but instead surrounded and killed the warships of the human race.

Mo obviously knew that if he wanted to escape this time, he would have to solve the human race that came from the expedition first. As long as he killed the human race, those barriers would be dead after all, so what's the use?

The vast void battlefield became extremely noisy in less than a stick of incense, but the scene seemed chaotic, but in fact there were still traces to follow.

Especially the warships of the human race have not reached the level of killing the enemy side by side, but they still watch over each other, so that they can ensure their own safety while killing the enemy.

The speed of death and injury of the Mo tribe suddenly accelerated.

Although the human race used the arrangements on major passes to block the Mo clan army for one month and killed countless Mo clans, those arrangements were dead after all.

Now that millions of troops are rushing out, the efficiency of killing enemies is naturally faster and higher than those arrangements.

On the contrary, the Mo tribe has no experience in placing troops and formations. Although there are many, it seems congested and messy, which makes it more convenient for the hunting of human warships.

I don’t know how long it took to fight, but all the human soldiers were crazy. The battlefield was covered with broken limbs and flesh, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Until one moment, a continuous roar came from behind the army.

That is the agreed retreat signal.

All the human warships rushing on the battlefield quickly and orderly retreated to the rear. At the same time, among the major passes, another group of warships in good condition were ready to go.

Since this battle is destined to be a long-term battle, how could the human race invest all its troops from the beginning? If this is true, even if it can kill the Mo race more quickly, once its own power is exhausted, it will not be able to fight back.

Only half of the first human army rushed out of the pass.

The other half of the army did not dispatch.

It's time for them to go to fight.

A million troops with high morale rushed out from the major passes, and the other half of the soldiers who were on the battlefield passed by each other on the battlefield. The Mo tribe who was chasing behind was quickly intercepted and killed.

The battleships lit up with fire rushed into the pass, and the formation masters and weapon refiners who had been waiting for a long time became busy in an instant.

Deep in the battlefield, Yang Kai turned his head and ordered: "You go back!"

Shen Ao laughed: "No need, we can still fight!"

After all, it is an elite team, which puts ordinary teams under great pressure and can still hold on to Chenxi.

As Shen Ao said, the dawn is not yet time to go back for repair.

Yang Kai shook his head and said, "Go back, I don't know what to fight in this battle, try to maintain the best state."

Shen Ao nodded and nodded, "Then be careful!"

Yang Kai only asked them to retreat, and Shen Ao knew without asking too much that Yang Kai must have continued to stay on the battlefield.

His small universe has a powerful foundation, and it has the power of world tree and subtle tree to condense, and it also has the power of living creatures to replenish the world. In terms of continuous combat ability, it is far beyond the ordinary seventh grade.

Perhaps Yang Kai can still be alive if he fights seventh grade to the point of exhaustion.

Soon, Shen Ao exchanged positions with Yang Kai and led Chenxi to retreat to Dayan Pass.

Seeing this, some of the Mo tribes around him went to chase Dawn, while others rushed towards Yang Kai with great difficulty.

Before, the entire human race team was strong and powerful, so they had no power to fight back. Now there was only one left, so they naturally would not let it go.

He was alone in the enemy formation. Yang Kai was not afraid, but instead grinned.
Chapter completed!