Dinglinglinglinglinglinglinglingling.

A black cat with a bell hanging around her neck, half floating behind Dorachi, looking towards the wind wall covered by dense attacks.

"It seems that it is difficult to defeat the evil god's determination to invade through the ordinary attack of the wind wall. I advise you to save your energy for the time being and prepare for the follow-up action."

The blood of this black cat form is Elder Feng from the Dorachi tribe.

Holding a wooden stick, it stared at the dense attacks of many blood-borne men, not only did it not retreat, but instead became clearer on the wind wall, struggling to squeeze into the wind's eyes, and persuaded Dorachi, stopping its useless efforts in vain.

The power system within the Dorachi tribe is pinpointed by the ideology between the Ansel painter and the Dorachi Prophet. Below are four elders, twelve commanders, and more than a hundred third-level blood elites.

They determine the future direction of tribal power.

Before the painter died, although Dorachi had the upper hand in the tribe's prestige, he did not have an absolute advantage over the painter. Two of the four elders clearly expressed their support for the painter. Among the twelve commanders and elite bloodlines, nearly half of them showed an ambiguous attitude towards the painter.

The four elders of the tribe are wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

All of them have extraordinary power, and each one is not inferior to them. Therefore, if the conflict continues, the outcome of the power struggle between themselves and the artist is still unknown.

now.

With the death of the painter, Elder Feng, who once clearly expressed his support for the painter, took the initiative to express his willingness to support him. How could Dorachi not be excited?

Risk and benefits coexist.

As long as you can successfully resist the invasion of this evil god this time, you will gain unprecedented prestige within the tribe and the promotion of divine doctrines will be natural.

At that time, I only need to send a team of elite soldiers to seek help from other large tribes nearby, and at the same time rely on the power of faith to cast the divine body and guard the eyes of the mother's nest.

The body of the gods, the power of the law!

Teddy Dorachi, who was doing his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, said expressionlessly: "So, according to Elder Feng, once part of the evil god's body penetrated into Feng's eyes, what kind of resistance will we take? Will we just let it in?"

Having said that, he stopped attacking.

The black cat stared at the evil god giant who was surrounded by blood and could not retreat.

"It has not really entered the eye of the wind yet. It is separated from us by the last wind wall, but it is also the strongest wind wall diaphragm. The attacks we cause on it will be weakened by the wind wall by about half. With the defense of its huge divine body, half of the attacks will be weakened, let alone the lower blood clan members, even us, it may be difficult for us to cause real trauma to it, so don't waste your energy."

At this time, another blood-borne elder flew over.

It was like a huge bat, with a collar inlaid with mysterious gems around its neck, which was the elder Cloud among the four elders.

Its face was very ugly at this moment.

"It is difficult for the tribe members in front to cause substantial damage to the evil gods in the wind wall. At most, if it exceeds half of blood, its head will probably crawl in."

Elder Black Cat Feng sighed when he heard this.

"All we can do now is to wait for it to come in. Without the barrier of the wind wall, our attack can exert 100% effectiveness. Launch a strong attack the moment it comes in, give heavy damage, and let it retreat. This is the only way."

Even though he was very confident about himself, Elder Feng did not say words such as God-killing. It can be seen that he was so anxious under his seemingly calm appearance that he would not have come to Dorachi on his own initiative.

"So we need the protection of the power of the gods, not just talk about delusions!"

Dorachi roared angrily, venting his dissatisfaction.

"This was our best opportunity, but unfortunately, because of internal struggle, the tribe failed to forge a god, so it could break in so unscrupulously. If we had a god, now is its most vulnerable time, and even if we killed it and fell here, there would be no chance. You must be responsible for this battle!"

Faced with Dorachi's questioning, Black Cat was unable to refute for a moment, and was unwilling to refute anything.

"knew."

At the critical moment of life and death, as long as it can save the tribal crisis, it is willing to give up its rights.

Hei Mao Youyou said: "If this happens, I will resign from my position as elder as soon as possible and give Goutian stick to the tribe members who can assume this great responsibility, and no longer care about tribe matters."

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Dorachi was satisfied, while the bats beside him had their eyelids twitching.

Dorachi no longer struggled with the old things and comforted him: "Elder Feng doesn't have to worry too much. Although I was unable to build a temple, collect faith, and forge a divine body, the temple doctrine has already begun to be promoted privately, and he has benefited a lot from it. I think this evil god seems to be not a high-level god. Although I face it head-on, if it can only fight back passively, it is not without a chance."

oh?

The black cat turned his head in surprise and looked at Dorachi.

"No, it's still too risky. You are the future of the tribe!"

The old bat suddenly inserted and rejected Dorachi's proposal in the surprise of Black Cat and Teddy.

"hiss……"

The black cat suddenly remembered something, took a breath, looked at the old bat and said carefully: "You might not want to use that!"

The four elders, the old bat, are the weakest, but also the strongest, because of the unique secret technique it masters.

really.

The old bat looked solemn and sighed: "That's all."

...

On the other side.

Thousands of blood, like raindrops, fell on the wind wall one after another.

Even the three strongest men in the last three could not withstand such huge blood-induced attacks, and they all died and left the eye of the wind.

now.

The huge body of this terrifying evil god has completely reached the eye of the wind, leaving only the last layer of film.

The nearly transparent high-speed particles are like weaving tough law threads, firmly blocking its last step.

But in the same way, this film also offset most of the attacks from lower blood.

Most of the blood-induced attacks fell on this transparent wind wall that was as thin as a cicada's wings, causing only some ripples to stir up, while a small part caused the giant to suffer a slight pain, and a muffled groan in the depths of his throat, but it also seemed to be stimulated by this, and the struggle in the wind's eyes became even more intense.

"You all want to die!!"

It seemed like she was bitten by hundreds of ants and mosquitoes. Although it was not fatal, An Liya felt severe pain. If it weren't for the belief of finding her sister to support him, she would be afraid that even she would have to retreat. This kind of barbaric invasion method that forced the small eye was really not something that ordinary people could do.

But she had the belief that she had to stick with it.

The cold curse roar made the blood group in Feng's eyes even more nervous.

Seeing this terrifying giant face that could open the last defensive film of Feng Eye at any time, the inner wall of Feng Eye was constantly twisting and deforming under its ravages, and the indescribable panic spread. The blood vessels approached could even feel the breath of the invading evil god and the continuous overflow of the divine power of the law.

"Attack! Hurry up and attack with all your strength, never let it in!"

"We have no way out, and behind us is our home!"

"Come on, you evil devil, victory belongs to the great Dorachi tribe!"

The blood group howled hysterically.

The greater the struggle of Anliya, the stronger the counterattack.

But at this moment she was in a struggle stage, and she could only passively bear everything and could not make any counterattack. Otherwise, once the force was removed, the powerful pressure inside the wind eye would instantly rebound and throw it out of the wind wall, causing her efforts to fail for such a long time.

But the super-strong counterattack of the Blood Random Group and the severe pain also stimulated An Liya.

Frustrated and angry, she was furious and wished she could rush into the eye of the wind and tear the group of black little things to relieve the hatred in her heart.

"roar!!"

finally!

Accompanied by a roar of anger that was almost like a beast, this layer of the last inner wall that had blocked An Liya's alienation for a long time was finally broken through by her struggle.

The divine aura of the law is like a flood that collapses from the dam, pouring out.

The nearby range of hundreds of meters was like time was frozen. The lower blood descendants fell into a stiff state under the majesty of the law, with only monotonous black and white left in their eyes, and countless figures fell from a high altitude like short-line kites.

The rust-smelling air, accompanied by thousands of blood-induced hesitation, horror and screams, was like the most delicious seasoning, and the fragrance entered the giant's nostrils.

Tick, tick, tick, tick...

It was like a disgusting and ugly head covered by sludge, and the sticky substance even completely covered the facial features. It came in!

The sludge-like soft substance is the cancerous stratum corneum of aberrant cells. These organic substances are like melted ice cream and the wrinkled skin of an overweight fat bulldog. They are constantly falling from this huge head that stretches into the wind eye, and they are broken and fall, and they are constantly drooping.

No one would have thought that a noble and great academic pioneer, a shrewd, capable and full of lone wisdom, would be so hideous and ugly.

This is Anliya's alienated true body!

A high-level true body that is comparable to or even surpasses the ancient true body!

The bloodlines were shocked when they watched this scene.

As the giant reached into the head of the wind eye, the stratum corneum of the cancer cell folded skin fell, like countless late-stage malignant tumors exposed to the air, and the facial features of the giant's head finally appeared from the gap.

Huff, huff, huff, huff.

The giant seemed to be gasping slightly.

It was a pair of yellow eyes that were almost on the verge of death, and its eyes were like the soul of the abyss of death. It looked around the group of small things nearby that had just suffered. The giant mouth that almost occupied the entire head slowly appeared in a slight breathing sound.

Scarlet gums and white teeth, without the cover of lips, smile is so terrible.

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Chapter completed!