MTL - Galactic Dark Net-Chapter 392 Resurrection!

The wolf has been out, and the blood began to stain the land of the Red Lions tribe.

The number of tribal warriors is huge after all. They have fifty standard army groups, more than half a million of the most elite warriors, and this is only one-third of the total number of soldiers of the Griffin tribe. Once the war is anxious, they are deployed in other territories. The Legion can also provide quick support.

On the side of Han Lang, although they are very strong, but after all, there are only more than 300 people, who continue to hack their heads for several hours, even if they are tired, they will be exhausted.

Therefore, Han Lang's choice is very simple, directly to deal with the little lions, they are the commander, the symbol of the tribe, as long as these lions can be quickly killed, the ordinary warriors of the Griffin tribe will be hit hard.

Then the wolf teeth began to accelerate, like a sharp knife, cut directly from the battle of the Griffin tribe, chasing the little lions, if the soldiers of the Griffin tribes fight to resist, then step on them The body continues to be strong!

Rumble

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Just as Hanlang declared war on the Griffin tribe, in the dark corner of the left wing of the battlefield, several mysterious people wearing black cloaks stood under a big tree.

This is a very strange cloak. The fabric is not the wool or camel hair commonly used by the tribe. It is a very slender plant rattan with leaves attached, just like the cloak is alive, if it is buried underground. It will take a long time to break the soil and grow into a large tree vine.

This kind of canopy woven with tree vines is quite rare. It has the effect of hiding the wearer into the forest. From a distance, even the most experienced sentinel will feel that it is just a bush.

Several people were surrounded by such natural invisibility cloaks, quietly watching the situation on the battlefield.

One of them has a woman with a very noble and gorgeous face, Moon Linda, a mother soul beast that has long since become a human form.

Next to the moon Linda, there is a dark guy, his skin is the same as black carbon, his eyes are like golden leopard eyes, and there is a cross star scar on his forehead. It seems that he is the real one in this group. leader.

"The Griffin tribe has lost." The black charcoal guy said.

Everyone else is a glimpse, Moon Linda said: "No? The war has just begun, the soldiers of the 500,000 Griffin tribes, even if they can kill them, they will kill them for a while."

"The war has just begun, but the war is coming to an end. You see, there is a person, he is poisoning, I believe, it is a kind of control gas, once all the soldiers of the Griffin tribe are poisoned by this. Pollution, he only needs to move a little finger, it can let 500,000 people fly away," the black man said.

Yue Linda shook her head and said: "The Griffin tribe is one of the strongest forces here. Even if ordinary soldiers die, they still have a lot of gods."

"I am talking about God of War. Obviously, this person's poison can make the God of War lose its fighting power." The black man calmly said.

Let the **** of war lose its fighting power? Moon Linda frowned.

In fact, Han Lang’s gang is indeed a poisonous master, and that is one of Han Lang’s teachers, night blacks.

The reason why the poisoner's night wreckage is rampant, the biggest reliance is poison. His strange poison can be called war god, so there is a residual word in his name.

嗖

From Han Lang’s team, several people quietly left the battlefield. It was Lance, Clark’s search team composed of the first few special abilities. They had to go deep into the territory of the Griffin tribe to see if they lied.

Although Lu Linda always thought that Han Lang would win, she did not think that Han Lang would win so easily. In the siege, they still have the resources to send people to investigate. Explain that they did not use all their strength at the moment.

Perhaps they are waiting, waiting for the black gas of the night to be released, and then giving the enemy a simple and happy ending.

This battle is interesting. The soldiers of the Griffin tribe are like the sea. They are surrounded by Hanlang, but there are more than 300 people. Han wave is like a boat in Wang Yangzhong. No matter what kind of stormy waves, the boat will never sink, and it will appear here for a while, and then there will be there, where they will appear, where there will be hills accumulated by the bones.

There is an important tactical indicator on the battlefield called pressure resistance.

This ability refers to how long a team can persist in the face of adversity, and how long the team can persist without facing the impact.

Obviously, Han Lang and the so-called wolf-toothed tissue have the ability to resist the sky. Like a group of young people who can't die, no one can destroy them. Instead, they bite the enemy's body in one bite.

The leading black man suddenly laughed and whispered: "Okay, very good, I didn't expect Spike to play so. As a result, our plan is half successful and ready. Once he comes, I am the most. Give you five seconds."

Moon Linda slammed and asked the black man: "What do you mean? Are we not investigating the fighting power of the Hanlang group?"

Investigation?

The black man laughed and his voice was strange, which made Moon Linda somewhat creepy.

The black man said: "Do you think that I really trade with the Lion Six? He doesn't have that qualification at all!"

"But I have already promised the Lion Six, and he promised to sell for us." Yue Linda frowned.

"That's what you promised, I didn't promise him anything." The black man said coldly: "What we really want is here, and the opportunity is just today!"

"The order is going down, all are ready! That person is coming soon!"

......

On the battlefield, the slaughter of the Spike is still there.

The little lions were horrified to discover that although they seemed to be besieging their own large forces, they were actually besieging Han wave. In fact, Han wave has not even appeared a sacrifice until now. Instead, their own tribal warriors are making pieces. Fall down.

Ling Chi died!

The little lions thought of this word, which is undoubtedly their current situation. The Spike organization is cutting the flesh and bones of the Griffin tribe in a knife, cutting their arteries and putting their blood!

No death is more cruel than this.

suddenly

The predator's wolf organization stopped the attack. The soldiers of the Griffin tribe stepped on the body of their companions, panting and looking at the crazy guys. They didn't understand what happened today, how could they not kill, but instead The higher the attack, the more people die on their own.

"They are afraid! They are afraid!" The lion raised his right arm and shouted: "There is a bang to kill them!"

At this time, suddenly a rather domineering voice came from the wolf's teeth. This voice was slightly hoarse, with a cold, hard to describe in words, it was from the night blacks!

"Poison! Green Face Beast!"

The night black man made a chic posture, with one finger in one hand and a slight arc in the corner of his mouth.

Snapped

Suddenly, the lion felt that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, unable to make a sound, the heart was accelerating, and the scenery in front of him began to hang.

He slammed into the ground, his white eyes gradually protruding, and more soldiers from the Griffin tribe fell to the ground, his face was blue, his blood vessels were like a black liquid, the blood rose rapidly, and the blood vessels all bulged. It is like a black spider web walking on the body.

The blue-faced beast is the strongest poison of the night blacks. The **** of war is half-mutilated and loses its fighting power. If the **** of war is not dead, it will be a life-long disability.

The lion has a middle-level repair of the **** of war. His condition is already the lightest. His eyes can still see things, his mind is not deprived, and several of his younger brothers have already spit in front of him, twitching, face. It is also the color of Tieqing, like a group of morbidly beasts.

Rumble

In a blink of an eye, a group of soldiers fell down, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands!

This is the means of poisoning the night!

"Sorry, there are not many people, so the time used is a little longer." The night black man said with a slight smile.

The powerful poisonous technique not only kills the enemy, but also has a wide range of attack power. The night black can poison more than 500,000 people in such a short period of time, which shows how powerful the poison of his blue face beast is.

What is even more powerful is that the poisonously kills the enemy, but saves himself. No one in Hanlang has any difference.

"I have already told me to use Uranus. I put one of his mother's thousand kings and vines and shred this space!" Feng Taiji said with a grin.

He is not bragging, dealing with large-scale enemies, Feng Taiji is also a good hand, of course, there are five cloud gene beasts, when the herd is sacrificed, it is also a thousand horses.

This is the reason why Han Lang is a powerful person. There are not many people, but these guys have gathered various types of masters. No matter whether it is single-handed or group attack, there is nothing terrible, and this all-powerfulness is Really scary.

"There is no time, killing these little lions, let's go find what tribal alliance to settle accounts." Han Lang said quietly.

After all, some people went straight to the little lions with their weapons, and they were very scared at the moment, but they couldn’t even say anything, they could only squint.

At this time, there was a loud noise coming from far away.

When Han Lang looked up, he saw Clark flying in the air, fighting with a man, entangled his opponent with his incomparable scorpion, and prevented him from approaching Lance running all the way.

"Find a small treasure!" Lance shouted loudly.

The situation is very critical, Clark has tried his best, but still can't stop the person from approaching. It is a golden guy with a golden hair. He also flies like Clark, but the speed is not as fast as Clark's, so Clarke relies on Clark. The twists and turns of the twists and turns, slowing down his speed.

call

Everyone was shocked. Clarke’s foundation is clear to everyone. This person can only force Clark to fight guerrillas. He does not dare to confront him. It is a master!

When it was said that it was too late, a blonde old man deliberately sold a flaw. Clarke slammed fast and planned to attack, but when he first shot, he saw the blond old man’s fury eyes and knew that he must be in the middle. Which kind of master is so easy to reveal flaws!

The Clarks quickly retreated in the air, but the big hand of the blond old man had already caught up and went straight into Clark's throat.

咔

Just in the midst of this millennium, a white light broke through!

It is Han Lang’s flying feather arrow!

The white light is like a dragon, passing through Clark and the blond old man. The old man forced the attack. Clark turned to safety and no longer loved the battle. He grabbed Lance and took him to Han Lang. Then the blond old man arrived.

"Oh..." The lion reached out into the air and shouted with despair in his whimper.

It turned out that this is the old lion, the lion flying eagle!

According to the history of the tribe, the lion flying eagle should be very old. He is the leader of the first generation of the tribe.

In fact, this famous old guy doesn't have a bit of fat on his body. He can't see signs of blessing. Every muscle wants to be as tight as steel, his chin is sharp, his eyes are like a pair of blue gems, shiny and shiny. .

Hey

The Lion Flying Eagle looked at the soldiers who died in the tribe and the son who was poisoned. He sighed deeply.

"I thought that you can finally get the overall situation, but unfortunately, I am wrong, you are still young." The lion flying eagle said: "Where is the sixth?"

The lion couldn't say too much, so he had to use his hands to make a plan.

"It’s fine if you don’t die." The old lion looked at Han Lang and they sighed: "Why are you going to be such a poisonous hand?"

At this time, Lance had already taken Xiaobao out of his space ring.

When everyone saw Xiaobao, a rare anger broke out.

I saw the little guy being beaten and bruised. The body was inserted into a silver metal tube, and the other end of the tube was connected to a chemical thermostat.

Damn gryphon, they are actually pumping the blood of Xiaobao!

Well

When Xiaobao saw Han Lang, he broke into his arms and accidentally touched the blood vessels in his body, causing him to lick his mouth.

"What is going on?" Han Lang raised his head and looked at the old lion with his gaze. "Do you really think we are poisonous? Tell you the truth, this is not poison! Brothers, today's grandson, one too Don't stay, kill me all!"

"it is good!"

"One does not stay!"

"One does not stay!"

Everyone shouted, Xiaobao’s experience made them angry, and the anger of the soldiers needed to be resolved with blood.

"This sentence should be what I said is right!" The old lion sang.

He glanced at his disappointing son and said a little pain: "In the end, I still need to wipe the **** for you, give me a wait!"

Several little lions were sad and bowed their heads, not afraid to see the angry father.

Han Lang is a bit incomprehensible. Why is the lion flying eagle so crazy? Can't he see that Han Lang is a group of people?

咔咔咔

Suddenly, the lion eagle trembled and the skin gradually turned black, revealing black light from inside his body.

The light shines straight down like a gaze from hell.

唰

The first body stood up, and the body of the Griffin warrior had already been poisoned by the night black, his face was blue and his eyes were filled with black blood.

The second body stood up and staggered, and more bodies stood up in succession!

Lion Flying Eagle!

This old lion can actually bring the dead back to life!