Facing the terrifying aura of the scale clone like an abyss, there was no Rose man cowardly, nor did there exuding a negative emotion of fear and fear from his heart. They were like three thousand sharp steel knives, fighting against the scale clone.

The fearless courage made the Ross people not afraid of strong enemies, but the scale clone has surpassed their imagination of the strong. Even if they are mentally oppressed, they cannot bend the Ross people's rocker. The 360 ​​crystal sands are the most difficult to guard against.

The mental power control of crystal sand is much more delicate and free than perception control. Each crystal sand is small enough that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but its power is no less than the crystal silk, and far more powerful than the Qianjie silk that Gao Feng once made.

Hundreds of Ross men had just pulled out their weapons, and without waiting to lift them up, they fell down like wheat straws blown by the wind. Hundreds of agile Ross men pulled out the afterimage like ghosts, jumping on the steep and rugged rock walls, looking for a position to attack the peak, and not waiting to approach the peak a hundred meters, like dead fish falling from the rock walls.

The powerful leader who had three thousand elite soldiers, who had destroyed the city and pulled the village as if he was arriving at a loss, brought endless killing to the northern wilderness. Before the anger was roaring out in his heart, he fell down before the bleeding beads burst out from his eyebrows.

This is not a battle, it is a massacre, a massacre without resistance, a boring and bloody massacre, the scale clone does not need to use one percent of its strength, and the three thousand Ross people fell down two thousand, and the remaining one thousand quickly fell down after the joints shattered.

Two thousand corpses and one thousand wounded people who were in extreme pain and never wailed or begged for mercy appeared in front of nearly ten thousand women. They looked at the tents that were bloody, motionless like a group of statues, but a small number of people had crazy pleasure flashing in their eyes.

This is a battle without any suspense, and a battle without any gain. It has to be admitted that the Ross people are all powerful warriors with strong hearts. Even at the last moment, they did not shake their beliefs. They are worthy of being strong men who came out of the extremely harsh environment like the Perpetual Frozen Ice Field. Even when facing death, they never frowned. What's even more terrifying is that the three thousand people were poured out like a mold, and no one retreated or begged for mercy, as if they were all combat robots produced in the same batch.

Killing the three thousand elites of the Ross people does not mean solving the problem. No one came out to pick up the weapons scattered on the ground and avenged the Ross people who tortured them before. What's more, the purpose of the scale clone was not to save these poor women.

The scale clone was suspended in the air, absorbing all the negative mental power of the Corpse Mountain, increasing its mental reserves to a higher level. The wounded Ross who were broken on the ground also died. Perhaps in a day or two, there was nothing to do, and Rosss would die.

But this is not Gao Feng's purpose. The order sent by the original body was to ask the scale clone to leave one-third of the Ross people to be killed by the women, because Gao Feng pursued blood for blood and teeth for teeth. The women did not take action, but instead let the scale clone sit on wax.

At this time, the body is being taken to the Energy Lake by a strange beast to cultivate. Unless it is difficult to decide on major matters, it cannot be connected to the body in general. The two sides are too far apart. Every time they contact, a lot of spiritual power will be consumed. This consumption is two-sided, especially when the body is exhausted, any consumption will take ten times the time to accumulate.

Subconsciously treating the original vent of anger as a command and task, the scale clone came over the women. At this time, the silent air became a little more restless and anxious. Even though he was already dead, at the moment when the Ross people were destroyed, not everyone was waiting for death.

The scale clone is driven by spiritual power. Without the perceptual power of the body, it is naturally impossible to master the meticulous changes of every woman. However, the spiritual power can directly act on the minds of women, which is a different experience, just like connecting tens of thousands of communication windows, each window is a psychological activity of a woman.

Most windows show similarities, like a desert dry and desolate woman. They are completely desperate and have no thoughts in their hearts. These women give up on their own and give up the possibility of life. They are just a walking corpse who can still breathe.

If we use figurative metaphors, each window can convey information to a greater or lesser extent. The more intense the psychological activities, the more information it conveys. The information conveyed by the walking corpse together is not as good as the window with active thinking.

The most active thinking is a girl surrounded by more than ten women, Gala. This girl is also sloppy, but the flame of life is one of the most vigorous people among women. From the complete clothes on the girl and the guards who guard her around her, it can be seen that the girl's identity is not simple. What's even more rare is that in a gray window, she is like a bright colorful oil painting, outstanding and eye-catching.

In addition to the girl who was secretly looking at the scale clone, there were at least seven or eight women with extremely strong life flames among the women. These women were all the same colored Fengjialuo, and they were not as beautiful as Yuyaer, but they were also very well disguised and could hardly see the difference from other women. If the scale clone had not peeked at their psychological activities like a thief, they would probably not have distinguished them from the peak body.

Being able to survive in the hellish canyon until now, without losing the confidence to survive, these women are all powerful people in the soul, stronger than those men who have experienced breakthroughs in life and death and become Risangala. What’s even more rare is that they are not very old, the oldest is only in their twenty years, and the youngest is even less than fifteen years old.

The scale clone has no subjective emotions, nor does it give rise to any sighs or praise. He is like a reckless man who does not understand understanding, grabs those women with the most psychological activities and the most vivid breath of life one by one, throws them into the cold stream water, allowing them to wash away their own dirt in the clear water.

No one dared to resist. The scale clones of the three thousand elite Ross people were even more terrifying demons in the hearts of women. The life aura of these captured women, Gala, was dim at the same time, and it seemed that they would expect the tragic ending in the future.

The scale clone also read a lot of interesting information from their violent psychological activities. Six of the nine women caught thought they wanted to wash them and eat them, and three thought that the terrifying guys with scale ghost face wanted to let them sleep.

No wonder these women think so. Ross is decisive, tough, tenacious, and strong, and does not have much demand for life. Apart from absolute quietness, it does not even need a clean and hygienic environment, and there is no distinction between beauty and ugliness when dealing with women. They only choose to be healthy or plump and strong women to vent their desires. At least at this point, they are in sync with the aesthetics of wild men.

The scale clones selected were exactly the most beautiful. Those who died of hunger and cold before, or accidentally made noises and were eaten by the Ross people, among nearly 10,000 women.

The most outstanding girl was the first to attract the attention of the scale clone. At the moment when the icy stream water washed away the dirt on her face, a beautiful face with a icy skin and jade bones appeared like a lotus. At the age of fourteen or five, she already possessed the natural delicate charm of a woman, far exceeding the red sand that had not yet grown.

Unfortunately, these could not arouse emotional fluctuations in the scale clone. For him, the selected women were just tools to implement the next plan. He disliked their washing too slowly, so he directly used his mental power to roll up a water tornado and threw all nine women in, like a drum washing machine, wrapped around the women and rinsed them. In just a few strokes, they were completely washed away.

When these dizzy female Galas were thrown onto the clean and flat rocks, they were like nine Aries waiting to be slaughtered and cooked. The Dabaiyangers were finally scared, crowded together and shook, and in addition to being cold, they also had fear.
Chapter completed!